"I just don't shut up, I'll piss you to death, hum..."

Zixia's cute mouth pouted, her face was full of naughty smile, revealing two white tiger teeth. The night wind blew gently, blew her hair on her forehead, and a ray of moonlight shone in the sky, the girl was beautiful and delicious.

Han Yue's heart slightly moved, and he quickly turned his head and shook his hand, "Let's go, take your people away quickly. Qianlong's power is too strong, so you are not allowed to stay in the Central Plains."

Zixia's face felt resentful and she exclaimed: "Then where are you going? My little sister kindly helped you, and even issued the Qianlong Order. This order has not been used for more than ten years. Many elderly people who have escaped from seclusion were shouted out by me..."

She was about to cry and stared at Han Yue and said, "I didn't expect that you are so cruel. We came from all the way from Northeast China to Chang'an, fighting bloody battles and fighting hard. What did you get in the end? You only got one sentence to let us go, you might as well just tell your little sister to get out."

Han Yue felt sad and refused to look at Zixia. His eyes swept through the yard and fell on more than 80 capable people. But the youngest of these people were in their fifties, and many of them had a look of wind and frost on their faces. Some were wearing patched cloth clothes, and some were wearing lab coats of parading doctors...

One of the old women had gray hair and seemed to have a very difficult life. Not only were their clothes very worn, but their shoes were also straw sandals.

Han Yue suddenly moved his heart, and he felt that the Qianlong organization did not seem to be very threatening. You should know that all the people in front of him are top-notch masters, and they are heroes at the moment when they are placed anywhere. If they are extremely vicious, they will never be as poor as this.

Zixia seemed to see through Han Yue's thoughts and said quietly: "Brother Shi, although Qianlong is big, it is hidden deep. It is true that the dragon leader of the previous generation had defects in his personality, but he felt a little sad and desolate in his heart. He was born in the bottom of society and had endured trauma that others had never suffered."

"Although he had cholera in the first half of his life, he had killed thousands of big shots, he never harmed half of ordinary people. Not only did he not harm the people, but he also ordered members of the organization to help the people..."

Zixia stopped slightly and pointed to a parading doctor beside her and said, "For example, this senior is from a Taoist school and was already a top-notch master twenty years ago. However, he lives in a small dilapidated temple on Henan Road, guarding the Sanqing statue to keep the poor and enjoy the way. He goes up the mountain to collect herbs for half a year, goes around the streets for half a year, cures diseases and saves people all his life, teaches children part-time, and occasionally has a little copper coins to account for, and soon disperses them to those poor families."

Han Yue was slightly stunned and looked at the parading street and admired him.

"For example, this old lady is from Sunjiazhuang, Hebei Province, and has no children or grandchildren. Her husband died in the war in the late Sui Dynasty. The old lady has a strong martial arts skills and occasionally does some activities to rob a family..."

"But Brother Shi, look at the old lady's dress. She is poorer than the poorest old man in Chang'an. It's not that the nanny can't make money, but that she has dispersed all the money she earned. Hebei Road has been wars for years, and men are often seen in all villages, and women and children need relief..."

"Stop talking!" Han Yue muffled, and suddenly bowed and bowed respectfully to everyone present, and said solemnly: "I have heard a saying that was said by the sages of the Spring and Autumn Period. He said that the greatest merits in the world are to be able to provide people with food and clothing. You are all top-notch masters in the world. If you change to a living law, everyone will be extremely nourished. But you are obsessed with your original intentions and help the poor with a little money. This is a great merit. I have some misunderstanding of the Qianlong Organization."

Han Yue saluted, and every one of them dared to answer, they all shook their feet slightly and instantly avoided Han Yue's front.

The old woman smiled, showed her mouth that had lost all her teeth, and said, "Your Highness does not need to salute you. You are the real relief to the people. We old bones are good at martial arts, but when it comes to making money, they cannot compare to you."

She suddenly bowed to Han Yue tremblingly and said, "I often robbed the rich family in the past few years. Unfortunately, no matter how much money you have, it is useless. Not to mention supporting the orphans and widows in Hebei Road, I can't even support a county..."

"It's still magical about Your Highness. If you build an industry, you can help countless people. Unfortunately, we, Hebei Road, have never been able to see you!"

The old woman looked at Han Yue and said sadly: "The orphans and widows are looking forward to it every day. Everyone cried and cried. In the end, they still couldn't expect His Highness's help..."

Han Yue was slightly stagnant and couldn't speak.

The old woman sighed sadly and said, "Your Highness, you were named the chief general of the Hebei Road marching. The chief general not only had to go on horseback to control the army, but also needed to control the people. The whole Hebei Road is looking forward to you to go there. Everyone has been poor for too long, so we are all people under your command."

"This old senior, I, I..."

Han Yue's throat was blocked, and he wanted to speak but couldn't speak.

"Your Highness may think that your old man is exaggerating. Actually, what I said is not an exaggeration. Three years ago, Your Highness built Shenyang City in the Northeast, and His Majesty the dynasty wanted to recruit civilians. Do you know what the scene was like in Hebei Road at that time?"

Han Yue was moved and subconsciously said, "What kind of scene?"

"Every village, I can see through the sight of them. Orphans and widows sit at the village head every day, hoping that those who come to the yamen who choose the husbands can choose themselves..."

The old woman's turbid eyes were filled with memories and murmured: "Once someone in the family was chosen, they would cheer all night, not only crying and laughing, but also wailing. Everyone was not crazy or stupid. But because after following His Highness, they would no longer suffer from poverty. Even if they could not make too much money, they would at least not starve to death."

"The first time, only 200,000 people were selected for the first time in Hebei Road. At that time, there were millions of people in the entire Hebei area. Who doesn't want the quota? Who doesn't want happiness? Some widows braved their children to the Northeast and walked dozens of miles in the middle of the night in the cold wind. They begged in the cold wind, wanting to get into the bed of a small official who is responsible for selecting the civil servants."

"These widows are not cheap, they are all serious and good women. Does Your Highness know why they do this? They just want to use their bodies to exchange their children for a way to survive..."

The old woman had tears in her turbid eyes and said softly: "The road to Shenyang City is the road of life. In order to make her children live, those widows will die of laughter if they kill them..."

The old woman told the story, and Han Yue felt his nose sore. Even Li Chengqian, who was lying on the ground, had his eyes dulled. This was the first time this kid heard of such a tragic incident.

Han Yue looked up at the night sky and murmured: "What are the hard people? Why are the princes? What is the smell of wine and meat in the rich family? There are bones that are frozen to death on the road."

Zixia suddenly said quietly, "Brother Shi, are you still worried that Qianlong will have cholera to the Tang Dynasty?"

Han Yue shook his head slightly, and said in his chest: "Don't worry, don't worry, I have nothing to worry about for my brother..."

He glanced at everyone present and said solemnly: "These seniors are all heroes of my Tang Dynasty. As a top-notch master in the world, they can bend down to be content with poverty and enjoy the word. They have been traveling among the people for many years and have been helping the cold and miserable life. Although they have joined the Qianlong organization, they have dazzling glory on their bodies..."

Han Yue stopped slightly when he said this, a trace of firmness suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he said again: "I want to go to my father and ask him to give a decree to the Qianlong organization. I want to give you a dignified reputation so that everyone knows your silent efforts..."

The old woman smiled, and many talented people around her also chuckled. Someone said, "Your Highness doesn't need this. We don't want any reputation or praise. Everyone just wants you to support the people and let the Han people suffer less. The Qianlong organization is probably from a miserable person. Although we can kill and chop, we don't know how to govern the country. Otherwise, when the Great Sui War was in chaos, Qianlong would have taken over the world and become the emperor."

Zixia whispered beside Han Yue: "The previous generation Longshou once said that we only serve as kings in the dark night to wipe out all unfair things in the world. If there are corrupt officials, we will kill them, and if there are bullying and good people, we will kill them. As for governing the country and supporting the people, we will have to leave them to those who can be emperors..."

She said this and looked at Han Yue, and suddenly said softly with deep meaning: "The previous generation Longshou once said that Li Shimin is a good emperor, and he is better than his brother Li Yuan in his life, but the King of Zhao in Xifu will be a better emperor, and he will be stronger than his brother Li Shimin."

Han Yue was slightly stunned and shouted: "Sister, don't talk nonsense. If this is spread, it will suddenly add trouble to your brother..."

Zixia sniffed, and Li Chengqian, who was swept his eyes lightly on the ground, said disdain: "Brother Shi is talking about this person. Does he have the courage to spread it? Does he dare to speak out? The Qianlong organization is everywhere, and even the Buddhist-controlled man Hua is willing to give up the disadvantage. If we want to kill someone, even if he hides in the palace, he will still die."

While speaking, there was a mysterious murderous aura on his body slowly floating.

Li Chengqian lay on the ground and shook his head repeatedly and said, "I dare not, I promise not, brother, please say something for me, I will never dare to tell Qianlong's story."

Looking at his cowardly appearance, Han Yue suddenly lost the intention of teaching him a lesson. Tonight he planned to beat Li Tai and Li Chengqian hard, but after many changes, Han Yue's mood gradually changed.

"Second brother, the ground is very cold, get up..."

Li Chengqian shook his head in fear and lay on the ground and said, "I can't get up, I can't get up, you will kill me after getting up. Brother, I will never dare to do it again. I won't fight with you, and I don't want the throne. Please let me go and let me be a free prince."

Han Yue could not have imagined that he was afraid of this and even gave up the throne he longed for the most.

A trace of cunning flashed in Zixia's eyes next to her, and she deliberately said, "Brother Shi, let me say that this kid should be killed. People will have desires when they are alive, and only those who die are safest."

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