Zhu Yunxi sighed softly, with an impassioned look on his face.

"I remember that there was a poem that said that the people were bitter when they were rejuvenated, and the people who were dying were bitter."

"Could it be that the glory and wealth in this world depend on the oppression of these ordinary people."

"Do you use their flesh and blood to brew prosperity? What is the use of such a prosperous age......

"Da Ming: Many sons and many blessings at the beginning, old Zhu is numb" Chapter 476 Can even adults think about it clearly? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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