Chapter 347

The civil servant shivered, unable to guess his mind: "naturally, it is prosperous and prosperous. My king is a bright King. "

Chunyu Han pondered and looked at the following Bodyguard: "do you think so, too? Listen to the truth. "

How dare the bodyguard say no? He nodded.

Chunyu Han suddenly felt very tired. He hoped someone would refute him, just like Lou Qingwu directly pointed out that he shouldn't start the war. Suddenly, a few children's laughter came to his ears. Chunyuhan looked up and saw that at the entrance of a small alley, there were some children playing, while beside them were some old people sitting playing chess. Chunyu cold heart next move, walked toward them in the past, he is now standing in front of those children playing, squatting down, civil servants immediately want to stop, Chunyu cold wave back: "what are you playing?"

The children were asked by strangers like this, and they all stepped back. There was no smile on their faces. They looked at him with vigilance and curiosity.

Chunyu Han waved his hand. The civil servant understood him and went to buy a few strings of ice sugar gourds and handed them to each of them. Then the children were happy again and were bold: "we are playing with officers and soldiers to catch robbers. I'll be a soldier. He, the big man, will be a robber. "

Chunyuhan followed his hand and looked at him. He was a child one or two years older than them. He looked back at him again: "well, what do you think of war?"

The child bit a sugar gourd and said, "it's not good!"

Chunyu was shocked by the cold heart: "how do you know that war is not good?"

The child looked at him one more time: "of course, it's not good. Every time there's going to war, Wang Xiaoer's mother next door will cry. It seems that his father just went to war, and then didn't come back..." Before the child finished his fairy tale, he was called away by the woman who came suddenly, and the other children scattered in a crowd. Chunyu Han stands up straight with an indescribable look on his face. What the children say is actually influenced by what the big people say. So, do their words actually represent the opinions of the people? He was at a loss for a moment.

Some old people playing chess in the distance came over at this time. One of them had a white beard and stroked his long beard: "young man, what do you want to do with this?"

Chunyu Han looked over and saw a ray of light from the old man's eyes. When he walked over, his manners were just right: "only someone told me I said, war is not good. So I want to ask if everyone's thinking is the same as me

When the old man heard this, he looked at chunyuhan more and laughed: "how can anyone like to fight? Young man, that's a strange question. "

Chunyu Han did not understand: "why not? For example, if the battle between Xiliang and the barbarians is won, the barbarians will be able to get rid of their subordinate status. Isn't that good? "

The deep meaning of the old man's eyes is stronger: "can get rid of the subordinate position, and then?"

Chunyu was stunned: "naturally, the barbarians will become stronger and stronger, so that the barbarians can live a better life."

The old man touched his beard and said, "well, why does this young man think that we are not living well now? Life in the world, but to live and work in peace and prosperity. The barbarians in the past were really poor, but they had been fighting for many years. At least they were at ease. Once the war started, it didn't mean that they could stop. Yes, if the battle between Xiliang and the barbarians is won, the barbarians will become a piece of meat from now on. Whether it's Dongyu, Beiqin, or Xiliang, will they keep this meat? It is easy to get rid of subordination, but it is extremely difficult to ensure that it will not be annexed by another country. At least, the barbarians are still a whole. If we can't say for sure in the future. What's more, we are now living a stable life. Why do we have to live a life of displacement and fear again? "

The old man's words made Chunyu Han's face stiff for a long time, but he didn't respond to them. A trance passed by his face: "can you surrender to Xiliang, are you really willing?"

The old man shook his head: "we just pay taxes, but whether we surrender to Xiliang or belong to the barbarians, we are just at ease. It doesn't make any difference. I'm afraid that's the only one who's not willing to... " The old man sighed and stood up: "young man, don't think about it any more. No matter what you think, this battle has already begun. I'm afraid it will never stop in the future."

Chunyu Han's face became more and more gloomy. He looked at the old man's figure for a long time and didn't recover until his face became dark.

Looking at him, the civil servant felt uneasy: "king?"

Chunyu Han clenched his fist: "do you think you've done something wrong?"

A cold sweat dripped from the civil servant's forehead. After a while, he knelt down on the ground: "my Lord, my minister It's the Lord's peace. Once the battle starts, it really can't stop. Although the northern Qin state is willing to help us now, it's hard to ensure that the northern Qin does not regard us as a piece of meat in its mouth. Once Xiliang spits out, it may be swallowed by the northern Qin again. " At that time, the result will remain unchanged, but it will only be the people who suffer.

Chunyu Han's face changed a few times. At last, he raised his hand and supported it on his forehead. Not far from him was the street. The passers-by came and went in a hurry or leisurely, but Chunyu Han fell into meditation.It was not until the cold wind at night made his face numb, that Chunyu put down his hand, and could not see the emotion on his face: "go back to the palace."

In the palace, Yilan is called by Lou Qingwu to take tea. The Phoenix night singer takes the medicine she wants to drink and scoops it up. Lou Qingwu leaned over and sniffed, shaking his head: "it's very bitter."

Phoenix night song wearing human skin mask can not see the expression, only the Phoenix eyes overflow a smile: "good medicine bitter."

Lou Qingwu touched his forehead: "the fever has subsided. You can see that the red spots on his face have disappeared a lot."

Phoenix night song helpless: "you also said, just disappear a lot, did not completely fade, obediently drank the medicine, prepared the preserves, after a while drink can eat one, very sweet."

Lou Qingwu still feels bitter. I really don't know how I drank it in the first two times. I slowly slide down a little, pull up the quilt and shake my head silently: "no, I think I'm in good spirits now. Don't drink it."

Phoenix night song pick eyebrow: "really don't drink?"

But at the same time, the bottom of the eye is saying, a touch of streamer that makes the floor dance scared. In this kind of streamer, Lou Qingwu swallowed her saliva and nodded her head. At the same time, she saw that the corner of Feng YeGe's mouth was hooked up. Then she raised her wrist and was about to pour the soup in the medicine bowl into her mouth.

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