Wang Fucai didn't care about anything, got up in a panic and stumbled to the side of the bed, and asked Zhu Lu: "This-woman, chivalrous, how is my daughter-in-law, is there anything?" ”

Zhu Lu took it for a long time, "Don't worry, it's okay, I'm frightened and a little lacking in qi and blood." At the end of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info, she glanced at Song Mier again, half sarcastic and half asked: "Now that the wicked people you said are all dead, why don't your Lord Ma open the city gate and let you out?" Putting supplies in? Do you know that Danzhou has not been affected by disasters at all, the weather is very good every day, do you know that yesterday there was a caravan to enter Yanzhou, their caravan of things, not to mention that everyone is full of oil, but at least it can make your daughter-in-law's belly live healthier, but they were robbed halfway and almost died, so, do you still think that your Lord Ma is really a good official for your sake? ”

Wang Fucai just let go of his breath and brought it up again, his face changed several times, he is not a fool, if he was trapped in it before, he couldn't look at the facts objectively, but this woman reminded him that even if he was really a fool, he could understand three points.

If—if it weren't for Master Ma's insistence on closing the city gate at the beginning, if it wasn't for him saying that there was a serious disaster everywhere on all sides, they would have to keep their own one-third of an acre, if it weren't for the selfishness of these people, for fear that the outcasts would come in and rob their things, even if they all started to eat people, they would still be worried about guarding the city gate, until everyone was tired of killing and dying, and the city gate was unguarded, but still no one opened the city gate, waited for others to come in, or took a step out by themselves. Because they all make a living, they look at the cannibalism, or look at the cannibalistic murderer, waiting for the Madam to distribute the relief food on time.

Wang Fucai's daughter-in-law cried out again, and Wang Fucai collapsed on the ground: "Aren't you looking for Ma Daren-Ma Jiang's place to live?" I tell you. ”

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Ma Jiang's place of residence is also very easy to find, the original Zhizhou mansion has long been smashed and burned down, so Ma Jiang and his wife and children moved to a neighboring district, the original vacant squire's house.

When Song Mier and the three arrived, Ma Jiang was lighting the night light and checking the account books overnight.

The Zhang family will have two bags of rice tomorrow, one or two third-line meat and one or two tenderloins, and the Wang family will have a bag of rice and half a bag of aged rice tomorrow.

Looking at it from the sidelines, it is really a conscientious and dedicated parent official.

Song Mier stood outside and sneered.

Ma Jiang's hand shook, and the brush drew a long line, he was very afraid: "Who?!" ”

Zhu Lu also laughed: "Ma Jiang, if I say that I am one of the three thousand people killed by you, will you be scared?!" ”

Ma Jiang stood up "Teng", wanted to come to the window to look, and hesitated to shrink back half a step back, "Who is pretending to be a ghost outside?!" ”

Song Mier and the three of them were not verbose, and pushed open the door and walked in.

Zhu Lu took Ma Jiang from his seat, Ah Ying closed the door, and Song Mier sat directly on the bamboo chair facing him.

Ma Jiang was shocked, "Who are you?!" ”

Song Mier didn't speak at first, but when Ma Jiang was escorted by Zhu Lu and couldn't move for a long time, his face changed and changed, and he felt that these three people were holding on to their handles, and shouted loudly several times, and no one came to save him, so his heart was cold and he felt that it was over. Frustrated, he finally asked them in a soft voice what they wanted to do.

Song Mier asked the first question: "I don't know how expensive Master Ma is this year?" ”

Ma Jiang wants to say, why are you asking this? With a knife on his neck, he endured it and said angrily: "Forty-six." ”

"Forty-six years old," Song Mier sighed, "It is said that Master Ma has been in Yanzhou Zhizhou for ten years, and now it is time to check whether he can return to Beijing to check his political achievements. In this way, Ma Daren can also be regarded as young and promising, if Yanzhou's political performance assessment is full of excellence, he will return to Wangjing and think that he will at least enter the sixth department, at least from the fourth grade, no wonder Ma Daren is scheming, and he also wants to hide the affairs of Yanzhou. ”

Ma Jiang is no longer frightened and can be described as frightened, he trembled like chaff, his legs were already paralyzed, and he asked in a trembling voice: "You, who are you?" ”

"Who am I? Before asking me, why don't you tell me why you have to close the city gates, and why do you kill innocents indiscriminately? "Song Mier oppressed.

Ma Jiang was even more afraid, and what he was sitting in front of him was not an ordinary-looking girl, but more like a state governor and general.

"Don't think about concealing it, we should ask, we've all asked about it, now, it's just a formality with you, answer well, we can also consider keeping your position, if you don't answer well-I don't know if Master Ma knows the 'Nanchun Change'?"

The "Nanchun Change" is essentially what happened to Shen Zhan and Song Mier's southern tour, and their obscure statements in the officialdom refer to those local officials who are not popular enough to swallow elephants, who were confused by other people's ways for a while, and almost made a big mistake, and finally died, exiled, and dismissed. This kind of speech can only be known by people in the imperial court, and only high-ranking people will exchange news, and their wives and daughters will never know about it.

Sure enough, when Ma Jiang heard this, his face changed drastically: "How do you know this?!" ”

There was no need for Song Mier to say anything more, he didn't expect Song Mier to explain, all this was so abnormal, so abnormal that he didn't dare to have other thoughts at all.

He pondered for a long time, and finally said: "I think you also know, but it is just a few drastic natural disasters.

Yanzhou is small, there is a shortage of materials, and many people were killed at that time...... But I did it anyway! I'm just thinking about getting through this time, although the people are not allowed to enter and leave Yanzhou, but I have already written to my friends and asked them to transfer some supplies - but who knows, who knows-

Who knew that the situation would develop so quickly-" Ma Jiang defended loudly: "Who knew that those people would even eat their own flesh and bones!" It's just a shortage of food, and there is no famine! I, I, I make porridge in front of the government every day, and our wives and children eat the same as them! As long as you endure it, you can get through it, but who knows - what can I do! At that time, I didn't dare to open the city gates! Only by killing those people can more people survive - as long as they survive this winter, you see, isn't it great now?! I don't want it, I don't want it either! ”