Extra-chapter Character Chronicles: The People of the World
The people of the world, who are kind and hardworking by nature, have strong endurance, and provide food and grass for the court and the warlords of the family, and are the people at the bottom.
Or a street hawker, an old farmer who ploughs the fields and grazes, or a child who hunts butterflies, a mother who feeds her baby, a woodcutter who burns charcoal and chops wood, a fisherman who fishes and goes out to sea, a doctor who hangs a pot to help the world, and so on.
Dressed in coarse cloth and even with many holes, they ate food rations mixed with a little corn and rice from the flour of wild vegetables and tree roots, and starved in the spring and frozen.
In the year of famine, he often died on the side of the road, and his life was like an ant.
Their harvest was all stripped away by the family warlords and the imperial court. In addition to paying land tax, capitation tax, commercial tax, military service, and conscription, there are also housing tax, fish tax, fruit tax, road tax, and descendant tax, clothing tax, survival tax, burial tax, etc., as well as the city defense donation, horse administration donation, soldier armor donation, and so on.
When the world is peaceful, they work hard year after year to survive, endure all kinds of oppression and beatings, just to add a new dress to their children, just to be able to eat a full meal during the New Year.
When the world was in trouble, the court said that the rise and fall of the world was the responsibility of the husband, so they picked up rudimentary weapons and stood on the city wall, rushed to the iron hooves of the enemy, and fell one by one, exchanging their lives for a new reincarnation.
There are a very small number of people who have been exchanged for wealth in the pile of the dead, and have since left the bottom to become the new magnates. More people are still living under the new oppression, just to live.
There is a way that:
Bow to the prosperous times for food and clothing
In troubled times, white bones give birth to Artemisia annua
The cycle of rise and fall is an ordinary thing
Who tears in their eyes
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