Zhao Ke looked at the sky that was not dark and bleak.

"Historically, there has always been a force in this world that controls the change of dynasties, what is this force?"

"Slaves and maids are not qualified to know, and you are the only one who is qualified to know in this world." At this moment, an unusually bright light suddenly appeared in the sky, illuminating the city that had fallen into a dream.

Zhao Ke hurriedly stood up, rode on the horse led by the guards, and quickly whipped to the edge of the city, where there was an inexplicable commotion.

As soon as Zhao Ke arrived in Linxian City, a civil unrest broke out, Zhao Ke had experienced the brutal fighting on the battlefield, and had experienced the war when the royal sword was missing, but there had never been a battle that made him feel so painful.

Since the ancient town of the people need to be ruthless, Zhao Ke doesn't know if his father asked him to come to grind his heart, if so, then he did it, after three days of riots, Zhao Ke ordered the arrest of thousands of mobs who took the lead in making trouble, lined up outside the city, and with an order, thousands of heads fell, and Zhao Ke watched from the city wall, without blinking his eyes.

The world says that the hearts of the four princes are made of stone, he is a murderous demon, the blood gushing out of the bodies of fresh beings will soak the land dozens of miles in front of the gate of Linxian City, and no one dares to take a step forward, those ragged refugees watched as those corpses were thrown into the fire and swallowed up by the flames.

After the beginning of spring, the corpses buried everywhere may bring a terrible plague, which is in some ways worse than famine.

The surrendered refugees were placed under the city, every day the government would come to put porridge, the winter in the south of the Yangtze River was completely different from the winter in the north, it was wet and cold, it seemed that it was not as dry and cold as the north weather, the geyi was always full of moisture, in the morning those damp became ice slag, and then in the afternoon it turned into water, as if it would never dry up, and it was still endless winter rain here, and the rain fell to the ground and turned into ice, and if you were not careful, you would fall, and the place where hundreds of thousands of people were temporarily resettled, sewage flowed sideways, and the mud was unbearable.

Zhang Weiwen looked at the qiē in front of him and was silent.

"Do you know why people who have been engaged in civil affairs for a long time have a common sense, that is, even if there is enough food, they can only give a bowl of thin rice porridge every day?"

"Why?"

"Although the cold air in winter here is not as cold as in the north, it is also extremely wet and cold, and if you are in such an environment of lack of food and clothing, you will definitely not survive next spring."

"That is to say, to give hope to these people, so that they will not rebel, stay here and not go to other places to find a living, and die for this thin porridge, how is this different from murder? How is it different from murder? Zhang Weiwen's eyes were red and he said angrily.

"My lord is angry, this is also a helpless move, the silver allocated by the imperial court is really limited, and we will have to raise tens of thousands of forbidden troops, although Changzhou is a rich place in the Great Zhou, but it is only a province, and there is no power."

"Suzhou is rich, why can't you borrow grain from it?" Zhang Weiwen asked, and Linjiang County Ling Su Han said: "My lord doesn't know, most of the Jiangnan Prefecture is an official for the children of famous families, and most of them are already regarded as private property in the clan, and if there is no emergency, it is categorically impossible to borrow." ”

"It's not a big deal, so what is a big deal, is the country ruined?" Zhang Weiwen angrily threw the umbrella in his hand to the ground, allowing the cold winter rain to soak his body.

"Father, you have to pay attention to your body, this rain is so wet and cold, you still have to pay attention." Zhang Shaoxuan picked up the umbrella on the ground and handed it to Zhang Weiwen again.

"Xuan'er, how is the prince now?" Zhang Weiwen asked with some concern, and Zhang Shaoxuan said, "After taking some medicine, it's no big deal." ”

"Your Majesty is ruthless, he knows that Zhao Ke is kind but wants to force him to do such a cruel thing." Zhang Weiwen said with some indignation.

"Father said carefully." The surrounding officials all looked sideways.

Zhao Ke has had a cold since that day, and he recuperated in bed for a few days, Zhao Ke grew up in the north, and he is really not suitable for the clammy and cold environment in the south, so the disease is very slow, and the wealthy families in Changzhou are not easy to visit, so Zhao Ke has rarely been idle a lot these days.

"The princess has sent you a reply." The guard held a letter, Zhao Ke picked up the letter, sat up from the bed, looked at the light in front of the window, and read it carefully. The words in the letter are simple, and there is no lovesickness that ordinary women can feel through the letter when they write letters with their husbands, but Zhao Ke feels that Jinyu is afraid between the lines, what is she afraid of?

Perhaps, as he thought in his heart, that is, as he feared in his heart, things had already been out of his control, and he was also afraid.

What is that legendary power, the power that controls the world?

At the end of the night, Zhao Ke stood motionless in front of the case, and after the maid who was waiting for him saw it, she hurriedly said: "The prince hasn't slept all night? ”

Zhao Ke shook his head and said, "You take it out first, I'll wash it myself." ”

"Yes, slave and maid will go out." The maid opened the door and went out, Zhao Ke got up, moved his somewhat stiff body, looked at the continuous rain outside the window, and his heart was as rippling as this rain for some reason.

"I'm going out in the car."

"Your body, Lord Wang."

"It doesn't matter."

In the past few days, the heavy snow has stopped, Tianque is still cold and scary, Jinyu took advantage of the good sunshine, took the car to Zhang's mansion, and saw the old lady, the old lady is getting older and older, the ears are not very good, the once clear eyes have become cloudy, when I saw Jinyu, I took Jinyu's hand and said softly: "Sister Yu is here, let me see." The old lady looked at Jinyu's belly, which was already slightly bulging.

"What a blessed child." The old lady said, she touched Jinyu's belly.

"It must be a boy, a little prince."

Jinyu smiled and handed a cup of tea to Lao Tianjun, the old lady took a sip and took Jinyu's hand with a smile, and said: "Now there is only Jinyi left in the house, and the other girls are all married, originally you were the youngest, and I wanted to keep you for a few years, but I didn't expect Zhao Ke to be so anxious, so he married my Jiaojiao." ”

"That's why Jinyu wants to come to see the old lady from time to time, but her body is inconvenient, so she came today, because Jinyu is not filial."

"If you have been so badly injured, don't move around in the future."

"I still have to come and see my ancestors from time to time." Jinyu said respectfully.

"Of all the grandchildren, you are the only one who is the most filial."

"Brother Zu Yin'er is also extremely filial, but he is studying abroad, so he is probably coming back soon."

"I'm coming back soon, and now the south is not very peaceful, so it's safer to go back to the capital." xh:.47.247.73