Zhao Yue and Meng Idiot and his party crossed the Tiger Prison Pass, rode fast for another day, and arrived at the foot of Luoyang City in a blink of an eye. What shocked Zhao Yue's heart was that Luoyang, the prosperous imperial capital in the past, was like a slum covered with black paint at this time!

Countless people came out of the east gate of Luoyang dressed in tatters and covered in mud, looking for tree roots in the wilderness that could be used as food, and the surrounding area of Luoyang City was full of starvation, piles of dead bodies, and even smelled of fish.

"Young master, it's useless to stay here for too long, it's better to go to the city first, and then make the next step." Meng Idiot found that Zhao Yue's eyes were slightly red, so he hurriedly leaned over and said.

Zhao Yue nodded and took a deep breath, as if she could absorb tears back into her eyes. He knows his current identity very well, and this identity is destined to make it impossible for him to be like before, to be a person who cries when he wants to cry and laugh when he wants to laugh, and his every move represents the Great Qin Kingdom. Even though, Qin Guo is now just a symbol in the hearts of him and the idiot.

The three rode into the city, and the streets were lined with burnt shops, and the beautiful wooden beams were burned to black coal, and on both sides were people who stretched out their hands to beg for them. Even if there are one or two that can still maintain food and clothing, they are just drinking some rice soup; This is simply a huge contrast with the luxurious and prosperous Luoyang in the past.

"Give us something to eat." A group of children stopped Zhao Yue's horse with the smashed crumbs of the bowl and begged him to leave food.

Zhao Yue looked at this group of teary-eyed children, and was about to distribute some food to them, but she was suddenly shocked, her eyes widened, and she secretly said in her heart: Luoyang at this time has become such a ghost, it is simply hell on earth, how are Liu Zheng's wife and Liu Xian now!?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yue hurried up and hurried along the familiar route in his memory.

"Brother Young Master, where are you going?" Meng Shi asked loudly on his horse.

Zhao Yue didn't look back, spurred his horse, and left only a long sentence: "I have something to do, idiot, you will distribute food to the refugees, and we will meet in front of the Luoyang Palace in the evening!" ”

The man squinted his eyes on the horse, stroked his white beard, and finally jumped off the horse, and began to distribute food with the Meng. It's just that they don't have much food, so there are very few people who really help.

Besides, Zhao Yue, after leaving Meng Idiot and Meng Shi, traveled all the way, and soon arrived at the small courtyard of Liu Zheng's house. The scene in front of him made him angry and sad, the originally harmonious and natural courtyard had already turned into a wilderness, overgrown with weeds, more than half a person tall, and it was completely impossible to see that no one had ever lived there.

"Damn, Brother Liu entrusted Liu Xun and his wife to me before his death, and now the two of them are only afraid of more evil and less auspicious, I will go to heaven after I die in the future, how should I face Brother Liu!"

There was no one around, Zhao Yue shouted sadly, jumped off the horse, and shouted Liu Xian's name in the grass.

After shouting for a while, he finally heard a response, it was a weak voice, I don't know where to hide, trembling Zhao Yue said: "Who are you, what are you looking for our brother to do?" ”

Zhao Yue's brows tightened, and he looked around, and really saw a three-year-old child hiding behind a huge tree stack, he rushed forward without hesitation and asked excitedly, "Do you know Liu Xian?" ”

The child looked like he was only three years old, and he was obviously frightened by Zhao Yue's appearance at this time, his eyes showed fear, and his body trembled and said, "I...... Of course I know Brother Yi, he led our friends in the neighborhood to compete with the older children for food, which is amazing. ”

When Zhao Yue heard this, he was overjoyed, he learned that Liu Yan was not only not dead, but also became the child king among the children in the age group of three to five, and was looking for food nearby.

"What's your name, I'm Liu Xian's brother, take me to him, I have food here, and I'll give it all to you when the time comes." Zhao Yue squatted on the ground, put her hands on the child's shoulders, and shook vigorously.

When the child heard that there was food, he was instantly afraid, and said happily: "Really? Brother, my name is Xu Ming, everyone calls me Xiao Ming, you come with me, I'll take you to find them. ”

In this way, Zhao Yue led the horse and followed Xu Ming around several dilapidated streets, crossed many debris that had been burned by the fire, and finally found Liu Yan in a remote corner.

That place was originally the center of the two shops, but because the shops on both sides were burned down by the fire, they tilted together and overlapped each other, leaving a large space underneath that was used as a base area, which was indeed a good choice.

Four-year-old Liu Xian was surrounded by a group of children with dusty faces, they were really not very old, they were talking about something, chattering, it was quite like that. After Liu Zheng saw Zhao Yue coming, he didn't recognize him at first, but after a while, he patted his head and rushed over excitedly, shouting in his mouth: "Brother Changjiao!" You're back, Daddy? Is Daddy coming back too? ”

Zhao Yue was originally immersed in the joy of finding out that Liu Yan was safe and sound, and after listening to Liu Yan's words, his eyes were a little evasive, and his heart was sad again.

Zhao Yue ignored the white robe on her body, squatted down on one knee, stretched out her hand to stroke Liu Yan's forehead, and said with concern: "Brother Xian'er, are you okay, your father is him...... He is still fighting in the field, and he has been made a general? By the way, what about your mother? ”

Hearing that Liu Xian, whose father had not yet returned, was obviously in a disappointed mood, and hearing Zhao Yue ask his mother, he was even more sad and about to shed tears. However, he seemed to have grown a lot, clenched his fists strongly, and tears never rolled out of his eyes.

Under Zhao Yue's questioning eyes, Liu Yan held back his sadness and told everything that happened after Zhao Yue left, including the death of his mother and the fact that he led children of this age to fight for food with other slightly older children in Luoyang.

As he was talking, a group of people suddenly shouted outside the small space, and it sounded tender, as if it was still a group of children who were half the size of their age.

Zhao Yue turned his head to look at it, and sure enough, it was a group of seven or eight-year-old "villains", and at the head there was a young man about the same age as him, with a black cloth towel tied on his head, and the short-sleeved cloth shirt he was wearing had turned gray-yellow, and his face was painted with burnt black charcoal with strange symbols, and the whole appearance gave people a feeling that he was not like a good stubble.

And Zhao Yue looked at his bare muscles outside, and he looked like a practicing family. On top of that, on the young man's waist, there was also a string of ornaments made of white bones, and there was also a piece of animal skin, on which were bound some broken copper and iron, which should be a hidden weapon in terms of size and sharpness.

"It's him, brother, it's this kid who beat us with his people and snatched the wild vegetables we just dug up." A sturdy child on the opposite side pointed at Liu Xian and said to the young man with some fear.

The young man's expression was serious, and the emaciated face showed that he often did not have enough to eat.

Listening to the child's words, the young man's eyes revealed a cold light, he snorted in his nose, and said lightly: "What a waste, how old are they, how old are you, and you can't beat them?" Isn't there a lot of them? ”

The child who spoke was a little embarrassed, but he still said aggrievedly: "No, brother, you don't know how desperate that kid named Liu Yan is, just like I killed his father." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Yue didn't react, Liu Yan suddenly raised his small fist and rushed up, punched the person's body, and said viciously: "Don't mention my father!" ”

The kid didn't look convinced, and directly scuffled with Liu Xian.

Zhao Yue was about to come forward to stop it, but the person on the other side didn't seem to have any intention of moving, just stood in place, holding his hands in front of his chest, and watched all this tastelessly. Zhao Yue had to be patient and prepared to come forward when Liu Xian's life was in danger.