Chapter 645

Looking at their figure quickly turned into two small black spots, those who were driven like sheep, at a loss to now the victims finally slowly recovered.

They do not want to leave the capital, but before that person's words let them have no courage to go back, to face that undisguised malice.

After a long time, some people set their eyes on the wall, even if it is far away, but still can let people see clearly. They asked in a hoarse low voice, "where are we going?"

Go back, of course! Ling Tianwang put in the people yelling in the heart, but on the surface is the same as others at a loss.

Silent to adjust their expressions for a while, the person against the gaze of others, slowly came out.

He faced everyone, raised his arm high, and his eyes widened, which was obvious on his dark face.

"Everybody listen to me," he yelled, his mouth opening and closing constantly, sometimes even allowing people to see the huge black hole in his throat.

"We went from home to here with great effort. On the way, we saw off many relatives and friends, but left like this. Are you willing?" He asked, eyes surprisingly bright.

How can they be reconciled when the expected help is not obtained and the hope that they are about to seize is annihilated!

"Not reconciled!"

"Not reconciled!"

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The victims were shouting loudly, their voices changed from disorderly to neat, but their dark eyes seemed to have been brushed away the dust, and the glistening water turned into piercing ice a moment later.

"Since we are not reconciled, let's go back! Go back and tell him that we are the same people as the city people! We should be allowed into the city, we should be respected! "

"The same!"

"Into town!"

He was a few words to mobilize the mood, the victims waved their arms, look fanatical shouting.

The children who nestled beside them were dazed and didn't know what the adults were doing, but they covered their mouths wisely and didn't say a word for a long time of starvation and being looked down upon.

He didn't stop the victims from venting. He just stood quietly and waited.

He knew clearly that these people in front of him and that they were the most typical people. He knew that although they were excited now, if they really wanted to turn around and ask for respect, they would be counselled.

While he was waiting for the victims to recover, an unfriendly exchange was also going on outside the city gate and beside the city wall.

The man pulled the reins in his hand and manipulated the horse to get closer to the car filled with porridge.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and asked in a long voice, "this porridge is delicious. I think it cost a lot of money."

When he speaks, the corners of his mouth are constantly hooked, and finally a malicious smile is formed on his face.

No one knew what he meant. He looked at each other and didn't speak.

Seems to be a silent gas to, the man suddenly opened his eyes, the corner of the mouth upward arc also quickly elongated.

"Why don't you talk? Are you all dumb in the prime minister's office? " He asked with a grim smile.

Hearing the three words of the prime minister's office, the man hiding in the crowd can no longer turn a deaf ear.

He took a deep breath. The corners of his mouth were stiff and curved slightly upward. He denied, "of course not."

"We are making porridge for the victims. What's the matter with this young master?" He asked, trying to suppress the self abasement caused by his own identity, trying to make an attitude of being neither humble nor overbearing.

If the old servant is by his side now, he will be surprised to find that this man's appearance is three points similar to him.

Although there is still a bit of inferiority and green in the details, it is enough to cheat the dandy on the horse.

"What are you? How dare you speak in front of me? " Angered by his performance, the man sneered and said sarcastically.

He half narrowed his eyes, as if looking at the mud just dug out of the pond, dirty and smelly.

By this time, he had completely forgotten his initiative to ask questions.

Because of his attitude, the man clenched his fist uncontrollably, his upper and lower teeth clenched tightly, and his expression was tense.

What a dandy likes most is to see other people being oppressed and speechless, and this person is no exception.

Look at the stiff expression of the man, he laughs out loud, and the laughter spreads to everyone's ears.

"It turns out that the people in the prime minister's office are just like this. It's a waste of my previous preparation!" His mouth was wide open, and there was no hidden malice in his words and eyes.

Hearing the repeated emphasis on the prime minister's office, everyone recovered.

Originally submissive, hiding in the side of the people slowly stood up, smiling at the man with a flattering face.

"Young master, we are from other prefectures and have nothing to do with the prime minister's mansion!" They stressed, looking at the man expectantly.Hearing the voice coming from the side, the man gave them a bad look and then gave them a wink.

Those people didn't understand what he meant, and stood in the same place with a nervous face until the fierce dogleg didn't urge him.

"What are you doing here? Get out of here

Their tone is not good, but those who are used to reverence dare not have dissatisfaction. They bow their heads and hurry out of the enclosure, looking like a group of prisoners left by the failure of the war.

Because of their departure, some crowded places quickly became empty.

Cool wind from people's body blowing, seems to be able to penetrate the flesh and blood, into the heart.

As if he didn't hear the voice coming from the side, the man bowed his head and repeatedly said in his heart, "don't let the prime minister's house be shamed, don't let the prime minister's house be shamed..."

Gradually, his mind which was occupied by anger and panic finally became stable, and finally had a place to be calm.

"You must know a lot about the prime minister's office, but I don't know which noble guest you are, and who ever went to the gate of the prime minister's office?" He asked.

When he speaks, he smiles and speaks softly. He listens to the coming and going spring breeze, which is very gentle. But when the wind comes in front of him, he can clearly feel the coldness, such as knife cutting!

Sure enough, the man was angry with this sentence, and the horse in his crotch was restless because of his action. His four hooves were raised alternately, and at the same time, he kept snorting.

"What is the boundary of your prime minister's residence, which is worthy of my visit?" He scolded angrily, holding the long whip forward, almost poking it into his eyes. "I don't know what it means!"