Yan Liqiang walked on the quiet and cold road outside the imperial capital with his head down, holding a jar of wine in his hand, in the biting cold wind, the snowflakes falling from the sky fell on his hair, eyebrows, and slid into his collar, cold and biting, but Yan Liqiang didn't realize it, still lowered his head, while drinking the wine in a big gulp, walking step by step, his steps were a little heavy......

What is colder than the weather in the Imperial Capital City at this moment is Yan Liqiang's heart, even if he drinks the strongest wine in the Imperial Capital City, the wine is like burning in his mouth, but Yan Liqiang's whole body and mind are gradually getting colder and colder......

Both sides of the official road are pitch black, at this time, the water splashed out for a while can be frozen into ice on the road, even the dogs are hiding in the nest, no longer barking, so there are almost no people on the road, even the inns and restaurants on the side of the road, etc., at this time it is basically proofed, only the lanterns under the signboard outside are still floating in the wind, looking from a distance, like a ghost fire in the night.

——The people are like leeks, they can be resurrected, the officials are like beams, and the damage will fall......

Sun Bingchen's words still echoed in Yan Liqiang's ears, just this short fourteen-word sentence, in an instant, like an insurmountable bloody moat, separated Yan Liqiang and Sun Bingchen their worlds, and at this time, Yan Liqiang realized that he and Sun Bingchen had never been people of the same world.

In order to give the people of this Gyeonggi land more vitality before the catastrophe came, Yan Liqiang tried his best and tried his best, just when he thought he had succeeded, he found that the situation he had painstakingly managed over the years was like a castle piled up by a child with sand on the beach, under the wind and waves, it was crushed in the blink of an eye, and he was stepped on a few times, leaving no trace.

The "Han Imperial Times" became an outright joke, and the newspaper that Yan Liqiang conceived to remind the people to escape from natural disasters ended up playing the opposite role, becoming a tool and means for the imperial court to deceive and deceive the people, completely deviating from Yan Liqiang's original intention.

Although Yan Liqiang is generally reluctant to admit defeat, but at this time, he has to admit that in the confrontation with the upcoming catastrophe, he lost, defeated, he expected everything, he tried his best to create the "Han Imperial Times", set up the team of the newspaper, forced Lin Qingtian away, and carefully prepared the big drama of the birth of the stone turtle, but he did not expect that in the end, what made him fail was the corrupt officials who surrounded the land of Gyeonggi and hollowed out the granaries of the state's official warehouses.

Between preserving the imperial court and preserving the lives of tens of millions of people in the land of Gyeonggi, both His Majesty the Emperor and Sun Bingchen did not hesitate to choose the former.

Anger, self-blame, remorse, like a poisonous snake biting Yan Liqiang's heart, he hated himself for why he was so naïve, as a person who has lived two lifetimes and read countless history books and has been educated by modern civilization, he will actually choose to believe in a decadent and backward feudal court at a critical moment, choose to believe that a system that relies on praising and praising Ming monarchs and Qing officials to prove their greatness will put the life and death of the people in their hearts in the catastrophe that is related to the life and death of countless people, which is a power system that can ensure that they can still be prosperous and wealthy and look down on all sentient beings.

If the people of Gyeonggi want to migrate and flee, it will definitely plunge the entire empire into chaos, this chaos is the biggest impact on the power in their hands, they are afraid of chaos, afraid of change, afraid that tens of millions of people in Gyeonggi will become a flood beast that will break their power dam, so, no matter what, no matter how many people will die in the future, the people of Gyeonggi must not migrate from their places of residence on a large scale, and they must make the people believe that the upcoming catastrophe is a rumor, and everything is normal in the Han Empire, so that they will be at ease, and they can calmly transfer their property and family to a safe place, leaving a way back for themselves。

This is the dirtiest betrayal and the most shameless deception.

Sun Bingchen is not a corrupt official, he is clean, decisive, has high requirements for himself and the people around him, he is a capable minister, a cadre, a famous minister, the goal in his heart is even to want to be famous through the ages, and recreate the glory of this empire, but it is such a person, and those corrupt officials who have hollowed out the official warehouse granary and cut off the livelihood of the people in Gyeonggi, at the critical moment, but tacitly stand in the same camp, and choose to sacrifice the people, hide the filth and dirt, and protect the court. Sun Bingchen naturally has his reasons and reasons, but Yan Liqiang will never be able to accept them, and he will never be able to forgive them for their so-called reasons and reasons!

This is also the reason why Yan Liqiang blames himself, because there is a good official like Sun Bingchen in the court, because His Majesty the Emperor treats him well, he relaxed his vigilance against this court, and chose to believe and rely on it, now looking back, how naïve and ridiculous this is!

He has unveiled the hole card of the catastrophe, the catastrophe is imminent, but at this moment, he has no means, more than 10 million people are still stranded in the land of Gyeonggi, it is difficult to leave, as time goes by, from this moment on, every second, the escape window of these people will be narrowed, and more and more people will turn into ashes in the upcoming catastrophe......

And His Majesty the Emperor will open spring next year, after February, he will go out to hunt the emperor's capital, inspect the south of the Yangtze River, and the Manchu Dynasty civil and military will also follow, this time His Majesty the Emperor will go out hunting for up to eleven months, if during the hunting, the catastrophe comes, His Majesty the Emperor and the Manchu Dynasty civil and military will successfully avoid the catastrophe, if the catastrophe does not come, then, His Majesty the Emperor and the Manchu Dynasty civil and military circles after a circle, and then come back, this plan, perfect.

And the reason why His Majesty the Emperor recruited himself from Ganzhou this time, Sun Bingchen's explanation is that the emperor trusts him and hopes that he will accompany him to the south of the Yangtze River, but in fact, he is just a mascot by His Majesty's side, His Majesty the Emperor hopes that in times of crisis, he can bring him good luck by his side, Lin Qingtian is not dead, His Majesty the Emperor knows it......

Sun Bingchen didn't say a lot of things, but because of the snake, Yan Liqiang knew, and it was until now that Yan Liqiang knew why Sun Bingchen chose himself as his attendant when he went to Ganzhou as a Qin mission, and brought himself from Ganzhou to the imperial capital, why did His Majesty the Emperor favor him and look at him differently......

"A young man in the northwest wilderness, dare to swallow the sky with two mouthfuls, so it is, so it is so......" Yan Liqiang muttered to himself, as he spoke, he poured the wine in the wine jar into his mouth, but a mechanical smile appeared on his face, and finally turned into a crazy laugh in the sky, tears surging out of the laughter, his red eyes were tearful, pointing to the dark sky and laughing in the wilderness, "Haha...... Hahahaha...... Hahahaha...... God, I know now, I'm a fool, I'm a fucking big fool, I've been tricked, I've been played around, I'm still fucking a mascot to ward off evil spirits, hahahaha...... Are you satisfied...... Grunt...... Hahaha...... Kill the ...... One day, Lao Tzu will kill all those harmful pieces...... Kill them all...... Murder and arson of gold belts, repair bridges and repair roads without corpses...... I don't believe in this evil ...... I don't believe that there is no karma in this world...... I don't believe that the people of this world will always be leeks and dogs...... If there really isn't...... I swear to heaven that I will live as long as I can in this life, even if I break my bones and scatter ashes and sink into the sea of blood forever, I will be their retribution...... So I took those leeks and slaughtered the dogs, and killed all the miscellaneous pieces...... Turn the heavens and the earth over for me...... Let there be justice in this world...... Let the murderers and arsonists die, let the people who build bridges and roads live, let the officials be like leeks, the people are like beams, grunt, hahaha......"

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This night, in the midst of the snow, a thunderclap swept through the sky, making the sky and the earth white and shaking the entire imperial capital......