Thousand Face Demonic Concubine Chapter 347: I’m not reconciled

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The civil official shuddered and couldn't guess his thoughts: "Naturally it is prosperous and prosperous. My king is a generation of emperors."

Chun Yuhan groaned and looked at the guards who followed: "You guys think so too? I want to listen to the truth alone."

How dare the guard say no and nodded repeatedly.

Chun Yuhan suddenly felt very boring. He hoped that someone would refute his words, as if Lou Qingwu pointed out that he should not start the battle. Suddenly, several children laughed in his ears. Chun Yuhan looked up. In an alleyway, several children were playing, and beside them were several old people sitting and playing. Chunyuhan's heart moved, and he walked towards them. He is now standing in front of the children playing and squatting down. The civil officer immediately wanted to stop him, but Chunyuhan waved back and said, "What are you playing?"

The children stepped back when they were asked by strangers like this. There was no smile on their faces, but they looked at him vigilantly but with a little curiosity.

Chun Yuhan waved his hand. The civil officer knew, went to buy a few bunches of candied haws, and handed them one to each of them. Only then did the children rejoice and become bolder: "We are playing officers and soldiers to catch robbers. I'm a soldier, he, the big man, is a robber."

Chun Yuhan followed his hand and looked over. It was a child one or two years older than them. He looked back at him again: "So, what do you think of the war?"

The child bit a candied haws and said slurred: "Not good!"

Chun Yuhan's heart was shaken: "Then how do you know that the war is not good?"

The child glanced at him more: "Of course it's not good. Every time there is a war, Wang Xiaoer's mother next door will cry a lot. His father seems to have gone to war, and then he didn't come back..." Before the child's fairy tale was finished, he was called away by the woman who suddenly came over, and the other children also dispersed. Chun Yuhan straightened up, the expression on his face was inexplicable. The children's words were actually spoken by great talents, so their words actually represented the opinions of the people of the tribe? He was at a loss for a moment.

Several old people who played against Yi in the distance looked over at this moment. One of them had a gray beard and stroked his long beard: "Young man, what do you ask these for?"

Chun Yuhan looked over, and saw a glimmer of light from the old man’s eyes. He walked over, his manners and manners were just right: “It’s just that someone told... I said that the war is not good. So, I want to ask, yes Not everyone agrees with me."

When the old man heard this, he looked at Chun Yuhan a few more times and smiled: "Why would anyone like to fight? Young man, it's really strange that you ask."

Chun Yuhan wondered: "Why is it bad? For example, if the battle between Xiliang and the barbarians is won, then the barbarians will be able to get rid of the subordinate status. Isn't that bad?"

The deep meaning in the eyes of the old man is even stronger: "I can get rid of the subsidiary status, then what?"

Chun Yuhan was stunned: "Naturally, the barbarians will become stronger and stronger, so that the members of the barbarians can live a better life."

The old man touched his beard: "So, why on earth does this young man think that we are living a bad life now? Life is alive, but I want to live and work in peace and prosperity in a peaceful and prosperous world. The barbarians in the past were indeed poor. These, but for many years to fight wars, at least have peace of mind, once the war is fought, it does not mean that it can be stopped. Yes, if the battle between Xiliang and the barbarian tribe wins, but the barbarian tribe from then on It will also become a piece of meat, whether it’s Dongyu, North Qin, or Xiliang, will this piece of meat be left untouched? It’s easy to get rid of affiliation, but it is guaranteed that it will not be annexed by another country. It's extremely difficult. At least, the barbarians are still a whole, if we are really uncertain in the future. Moreover, we have already lived a stable life now, why do we have to live a life of displacement and fear again?"

The old man's words made Chun Yuhan's face stiff inexplicably, and he didn't react for a long time. A trance flashed across his expression: "If you surrender to Xiliang, you are really willing?"

The old man shook his head: "We are only paying taxes, but whether it is surrendering to Xiliang or belonging to the barbarians, we are only a peace of mind, it makes no difference. If you are not reconciled, I am afraid that there is only that person..." The old man sighed , Stood up: "Young people still don't think too much. No matter what you think, this battle has already begun. I'm afraid, I can't stop it in the future."

Chun Yuhan's face became more and more bleak, he watched the old man's figure without regaining his senses for a long time, until his face darkened.

The civil officer looked at him uneasy: "The King?"

Chun Yuhan squeezed his fists: "Do you also think that you have done something wrong alone?"

A drop of cold sweat dripped on the forehead of the civil official, and after a long while, he knelt on the ground: "Go on, the minister... is the Lord's peace. Once this battle is fought, it really can't stop anymore. Although the Northern Qin Kingdom Now that he is willing to help us, it is difficult to guarantee that Bei Qin did not treat us as a piece of meat in his mouth. Once Xi Liang vomits out, it may be annexed by Bei Qin again." At that time, the result remains the same, but only the people will suffer. That's it.

Chun Yuhan’s face changed a few times, and finally he raised his hand on his forehead dejectedly. Not far from him was the street. The pedestrians came and went in a hurry, or leisurely and contentedly, but Chun Yuhan fell into Contemplation.

It wasn't until the cold wind blowing into the night that the cold wind blew his face numb, and Chun Yuhan put down his hand, and there was no emotion on his face: "Go back to the palace."

In the palace bedroom, Yilan was called by Lou Qingwu to bring tea. The singer Feng Ye took the medicine she wanted to drink, scooped up a spoonful and passed it over. Lou Qingwu leaned forward and sniffed, then shook his head: "It's very bitter."

Feng Yege wears a human skin mask and can't see his expression, only a smile overflows from those phoenix eyes: "Good medicine is bitter."

Lou Qingwu touched her forehead: "The fever has gone down, you can see that the red spots on her face have disappeared a lot."

Feng Yege helpless: "You also said, but it has disappeared a lot, but it hasn't completely faded away. I drank the medicine obediently and prepared a candied fruit. After a while, I can eat one, it is very sweet."

Lou Qingwu still feels bitter. I really don’t know how I drank it the last two times. She slowly slid down a bit, pulled the quilt up, and silently shook her head: "No, I think I’m in good spirits now, don’t Drink."

Feng Yege raised her eyebrows: "Really don't drink?"

While speaking, there was a stream of light that shocked Lou Qingwu. In this stream of light, Lou Qingwu swallowed her saliva, bit her scalp and nodded. At the same time, she saw Feng Yege's mouth twitched, and immediately raised her wrist to pour the soup in the medicine bowl. In the entrance.