Master of Ceremonies.

Underground Vault.

In the wide underground secret room, between the thick sacrificial pillars, Enhai sat cross-legged and silently exercised.

Although this secret room is spacious and airy, it has always had the smell of sweet blood, which has not gone away for a long time.

Originally, the pillars were tied to some children, but now they were empty.

Only the bloodstains on the pillars indicate what once happened here.

The real power in his body was surging, and Enhai tried his best to recall the realization when he fought with the martial arts alliance master that day, and only felt that he vaguely grasped something, but it was so bad that it was difficult to truly comprehend.

He got up and walked out of the secret room and returned to the celebrant eunuch.

Sitting down on the Taishi chair, he said lightly:

"Someone."

As soon as he finished speaking, a secret supervisor at the sticky pole flashed in front of him, knelt down and said:

"Nine thousand years old."

There are also several henchmen such as Zheng Haoran, the commander of the Jinyi Guard.

Eun Hai said slowly:

"How are the preparations for the new batch of medicines?"

The superintendent at the sticky pole immediately bowed his head and said:

"Back to 9,000 years old, the victims of Hedong Province have recently gathered outside the city, many of them are selling their children and daughters, it is easy to buy, the office has selected three hundred children, these days have been feeding medicine to recuperate, tomorrow can be sent to the imperial city, to help you practice divine skills."

Eun Hae closed his eyes and said slowly:

"It's not enough, catch another six hundred, make up the number of nine hundred, leave three hundred for this seat, and the remaining six hundred, according to the practice of previous years, be sent to the blood altar. And then I have done all the arrangements that I ordered yesterday. ”

The body of the secret supervisor at the sticky pole trembled slightly, and then hurriedly said:

"Yes."

Eunhae then asked:

"Is there anything worth talking about?"

The secret prisoner immediately said:

"At noon today, King Li Mu went to the Palace of Nourishing Heart to provoke, but was refuted by the emperor and Concubine Jin in person, fled back to the palace, and peed his pants."

Hearing this, Eun Hai couldn't help but smile slightly and said:

"Yes, it's a straw bag, which suits the mind of this seat."

The Secret Supervisor continued:

"The emperor then took a standard brocade guard to spy on the micro-clothes out of the palace and went to the porridge shed outside the city."

The corners of Enhai's mouth raised slightly, shook his head slightly, and said:

"I tasted the sweetness of Mingjun in the last private interview with Weifu, do you want to make a name for yourself this time?"

Gao Rong, the governor of Dongchang, said slowly:

"The emperor is still immature, he doesn't know what it means to be like a beast, and he wants to rely on a mouth to help the disaster? Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead. ”

Zheng Haoran, the commander of the Jinyi guard on the side, hurriedly smiled and said:

"What Grandpa Godon said is, can the disaster victim still be considered a human being? This little emperor probably wanted to go out of the city to appease the victims and make a reputation, and he didn't bring rice noodles, so it was good for the victims not to eat him, but it was good to die among the chaotic people, and after three days, it was just time to save trouble. ”

Eun Hae was noncommittal, closed his eyes slightly, obviously not taking this matter seriously.

The emperor was originally a puppet in his palm, a plaything in a cage, what he really cared about was nine surnames and ten clans, and it was a local feudal town!

However, I just took the opportunity of this ceremony to have a showdown with these rebellious ministers and thieves.

Seeing that Enhai didn't say anything, he obviously didn't care about the little emperor's private visit, and now he began to practice with his eyes closed, and everyone hurriedly retreated quietly.

They have been running errands under Enhai for a long time, so they naturally understand how thoughtful and deep Enhai is.

Everything is just waiting for the earth-shattering event in those three days!

……

In the direction of the porridge shack, there was a noisy noise, mixed with shouting, scolding, screaming, and crying.

I saw that the patrolmen of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division who were guarding next to the porridge shed raised their long knives high in their hands, and slammed them with the back of their knives, immediately knocking down the few people who were leading the troubles in front of them to the ground.

The rest of the victims shouted and retreated, but the cursing continued.

"You corrupt officials and corrupt officials will not die well!"

"This is porridge, this is clearly clear water! Soup kitchen, good porridge! ”

"Lao Tzu wants to eat, he wants to eat rice! To die, you have to be a full ghost! ”

"Mom, I'm so hungry, so hungry......"

"Woo, you guys, you're too much of a bully! Don't you have a conscience? ”

“……”

In the midst of a curse and shouting, I saw Xu Jiyuan, the head of the Gyeonggi Province Qing Officials Division of the Ministry of Households, standing up on the high platform, and under the escort of a group of soldiers, he pointed at the victims and shouted:

"You cunning people! I don't want to stay in my hometown, work hard, and want to go to the capital to beg for food, and now the court is giving you a bite to eat, but you are still picking and choosing here, which is shameless! ”

A scrawny man in the lead, a scrawny victim, said in a loud voice:

"Official, we also want to eat in our hometown, and we also want to work hard, but our fields and homes are flooded, but we have to eat and farm wherever we go!?"

Xu Jiyuan's eyes narrowed, and he sneered:

"It's just a group of lazy idlers, eager to lie down and let people feed the food in their mouths, what's the matter, are you still reasonable? The fields are flooded, and when the water recedes, it is not the same as plowing? Moreover, if the idle house and farm house at home are rented out, isn't it also an income? ”

"Today, the court is kind and opens the Beijing warehouse to release grain to feed you idlers, but you are still picky, thinking this and that, did the official let you come? I think you're deliberately causing trouble and trying to rebel! ”

Then he waved his hand and shouted:

"Someone! Tie up this idle man who took the lead in making trouble, and tie him to the pillar of the porridge shed, and if anyone dares to make trouble again, he will be killed on the spot! Such chaotic people should use heavy laws and heavy codes! ”

There was an immediate uproar among the victims, and the few people who had just taken the lead were panicked by what he said, and wanted to justify:

"So that the adults know that there is only one acre of thin land in the small people's house, and there is no extra farm house to rent!"

"The grass people are not idlers lying flat, there is really no way, there is no land to plant, no work to do......"

"My lord, I am wronged!"

As he spoke, a group of patrols from the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division were like wolves and tigers, and they had already pounced into the crowd, about to catch the few victims who took the lead.

The victims of the disaster were already scattered sand, and at this time, when they heard that Xu Jiyuan had even moved out of the charge of rebellion, they all fled in panic, even if the soup porridge was imminent, they didn't dare to ask for it.

For a while, the cries, screams, justifications, and curses were chaotic.

The victims who had just defended themselves with Xu Jiyuan were already very weak because of long-term malnutrition, and at this time, where could they run past the fierce soldiers of the Five Cities Division, and they had already been caught after running a few steps.

First he was punched and kicked, then he was twisted his arms behind his back and pressed to the side of the porridge shed, ready to be tied to those pillars.

The victims of the disaster were silent at this time, and they did not dare to say anything in the face of the bright blades of the officers and soldiers.

At this moment, a voice came from the crowd:

"Wait!"

(End of chapter)