Chapter 424, Xing, the people are bitter! Death, the people suffer!

The news of Liu Xiaoyu's reading soon spread throughout the village.

Some people are envious, some people are jealous, and some people disdain, but the days are decent, and they have passed like this.

Day after day.

Without the deceit and life-and-death struggle in the immortal cultivation world on weekdays, Su Fang enjoyed a rare quiet and peaceful time.

Every day, the attributes are increasing little by little, and the words that Liu Xiaoyu knows are also increasing one by one.

I have to say that Liu Xiaoyu is smart, and his learning efficiency is two or three times that of others.

A month has passed, and he has mastered five or six hundred words, but he is a small and famous little scholar.

The end of the year is approaching, and the wind and snow are howling, and the earth is covered in silver.

Wealthy families are buying New Year's goods, and for ordinary people, the New Year's end is tantamount to death.

At this time, many people freeze to death.

When the Eastern Zhou Empire was still strong, foster homes were set up to take care of the poor and the displaced.

But with the weakening of the Eastern Zhou Empire step by step, foster homes across the country were closed one after another, and every winter, more and more bones froze to death.

As a result, many uprisings broke out across the country.

Although it was finally suppressed by the Eastern Zhou Empire, it was just that it was constantly patched on this broken mess.

One day, there will be a time when you can't make up for it.

In Haishi Town, a few days before winter, there was already news that other people's families had frozen to death.

"Hey......"

"Whether it is prosperity or decline, it is the people who suffer."

In the past few days, the Soviet side has been walking on the street, constantly witnessing this scene, shaking his head and sighing.

The dead are greater, and when a person dies, he always has to be buried.

But if you want to be buried, the Eastern Zhou Empire will collect a burial tax, and the relatives of these poor people can't afford to pay the tax, so they can only sell themselves to landlords like Wang Shoucai and become domestic slaves.

This year's snow seems to be more intense than usual.

Heavy snow closed the mountains and closed the roads, and the snow was three feet thick and icy all over the ground.

As an immortal cultivator, Su Fang is naturally not afraid of these, but Liu Xiaoyu's family is not necessarily.

The Soviet side bought cotton clothes and quilts for him, and strengthened the house.

"Mr. Su, this can't be helped, this can't be helped." When winter comes, it is also the most serious time for Liu's father's body.

The attack of a dark illness made him cough incessantly for the past few days.

The face, which was over forty years old, looked like an old man of sixteen or seventy, and his body was becoming more and more curved and short.

The Soviet side was silent.

This winter, it's going to be fatal for him!

With all his spiritual power, he felt deeply powerless, so he could only do what he could: "You can accept all of these." ”

Because of the attack of the dark disease, Liu's father did not go to work anymore, but he was used to working and was not idle for a moment.

With his big rough hands, he knitted a garment.

"When this winter passes, Xiao Yu can wear this one, the clothes I made for him." Father Liu said while coughing.

Fatherly love is often reflected in small details.

Two days later, a spring coat was prepared, and Liu's father compared it before Liu Xiaoyu's death: "Come, give it a try." ”

"Hahaha...... I've got new clothes for spring, I've got new clothes! ”

Liu Xiaoyu, who wears this dress, loves it very much.

It didn't take long for Liu's father to knit a little tiger hat and put it on Liu Xiaoyu's head, like a little tiger, bouncing and jumping.

"This winter, it should be able to survive."

Su Fang secretly added some medicines he bought to Liu's father's daily diet, and slowly conditioned Liu's father's body.

Although there is no cure for the root cause, it can also delay the pain.

In the past few days, Liu's father no longer coughs so much, and he sleeps peacefully at night.

However, the heavens do not fulfill people's wishes.

Because the Eastern Zhou Empire wanted to take advantage of the harsh winter to launch a military attack on its northern neighbor, the Northern Hungarian Empire.

The ministers of the court tried their best to dissuade the current emperor, saying that the use of troops at this time would increase the burden on the people.

The emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty did not want to let go of this opportunity, and killed many opponents in the court, and decided to send troops!

This winter, the Northern Hungarian Empire is even more difficult than the Eastern Empire!

As a nomadic empire, the winter climate is colder, and with no food reserves, more people will die.

The order to recruit troops reached Haishi Town.

"Every household, all over the age of sixteen and under the age of sixty, must have at least one person serve in the military!"

"Those who don't obey will be killed!"

The big man in armor opened his mouth majestically.

This is only a superficial rule, in fact, only needs to be paid, and the corresponding silver coins can be exempted from military service.

A human head costs five hundred silver coins!

This is obviously beyond the reach of ordinary people, let alone those who are poor.

As a result, every household in Haishi Town, the young and middle-aged laborers, went to serve in the military, and their relatives were full of grief, preparing food for them, and praying that they would come back alive.

"A few people have come back to fight in ancient times."

The Su side shook his head.

It's Liu Xiaoyu's turn.

"Which of you is going to serve in the military?" The big man in armor swept between Su Fang and Liu's father.

"I'd better go, this Mr. Su, he is a scholar and can be exempted from military service."

Father Liu stepped forward and cast a reassuring look at Su Fang.

"Let's go, his physical condition is very bad, and the military master doesn't want to find a sick man." Su Fang stopped Liu's father.

"Okay, that's you!"

The big man in armor didn't bother to continue talking nonsense, and directly pointed at the Su side with a horsewhip.

It's all set!

Liu's father tried his best to compensate Su Fang, and let Su Fang, an outsider, serve in the military for him, but he really didn't want to go.

"Mr. Su, you with fine skin and tender meat, you must not be able to stand those hard work, I am different, I am a rough man, I must be fine." Liu's father said.

"I'm still young, my body can bear it, and your physical condition is much worse than mine, you are not like Liu Xiaoyu, you lost your father like this, right?"

Su Fang secretly said to Father Liu.

Liu's father drank a lot of wine.

Nothing was said all night.

The next morning, Su Fang was preparing, packing his luggage and going to military service, by the way, to take a look at the outside world.

Maybe we can find a way to restore the dantian.

"Teacher, it's not good, my father is he, he's gone." Liu Xiaoyu ran in in a hurry.

Su Fang's heart suddenly broke out, and he had a bad premonition.

The people who were serving in the military had already left early in the morning, and the face of the Soviet side was gloomy.

Liu's father replaced him and went to serve in the military.

Fortunately, the hundred households who came to Haishi Town to recruit troops did not leave, but were in the town, and the Soviet side went to ask for replacement.

"You're late."

"That Liu Guang, who has come to the door at the fourth watch in the morning, replaced you, and has now left."

This hundred households shook their heads.

The Su side asked: "Is it really impossible to change it?" ”

"Is it child's play for you to be a conscription, if you want to change it?!" Baihu slapped the table and scolded fiercely.