The civil official shuddered, unable to guess his thoughts: "Naturally, it is prosperous and prosperous. My king is a generation of Mingjun."
Chun Yuhan pondered, and looked at the following guards: "You guys think so too? Just listen to the truth."
The guard dared to say no and nodded repeatedly.
Chun Yuhan suddenly felt very boring, he hoped that someone would refute his words, just like Lou Qingwu directly pointed out that he should not start this battle, suddenly the voices of a few children laughing came from his ears. Chunyuhan looked up, at the entrance of an alley, there were a few children playing, and beside them sat a few old people, playing chess. Chunyu Han moved towards them, and now he was standing in front of those playing children, squatting down, the civil servant immediately wanted to stop him, but Chun Yuhan waved his hand back: "What are you playing?"
When the stranger asked him this question, the children all backed away a few steps, without any smiles on their faces, and looked at him warily but curiously.
Chunyuhan waved his hand, the civil servants understood, went to buy a few bunches of candied haws, and handed one to each of them, and the children became happy again, and became bolder: "We are playing officers and soldiers catching robbers. I am an officer and soldier." , he, the big man, was a robber."
Chun Yuhan followed his hand and looked over, it was a child who was a year or two older than them, and looked back at him: "So, what do you think about fighting?"
The child bit a candied haws and said inarticulately, "Not good!"
Chunyu Han was shocked: "Then how do you know it's not good to fight?"
The child took another look at him: "Of course it's not good. Every time there is a war, Wang Xiaoer's mother next door will cry a lot. It seems that his father went to the war and never came back..." The child's fairy tale still Before he finished speaking, he was called away by a woman who came over suddenly, and several other children also rushed away. Chunyu Han straightened up, the expression on his face was indescribable, the children's words were actually spoken by grown-ups, so did their words actually represent the opinions of the tribe? He was at a loss for a while.
A few old men who were playing chess in the distance looked over at this moment, and one of them had a gray beard and stroked his overgrown beard: "Young man, what are you asking for?"
Chunyuhan looked over, and saw a ray of light in the old man's eyes. He walked over, and his manners were just right: "It's just that someone told... I said, it's not good to fight. So, I want to ask if everyone's They all agree with me.”
Hearing this, the old man looked at Chun Yuhan a few more times, and smiled: "How could anyone like to fight? Young man, you are asking such a strange question."
Chunyuhan was puzzled: "Why is it not good? 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 in the eyes of the old man became stronger: "But you can get rid of the subordinate position, and then?"
Chunyuhan was stunned for a moment: "Naturally, the barbarians will become stronger and stronger, so that the barbarians can live a better life."
The old man stroked his beard: "Then, why does this young man think that we are living a bad life now? We are living in this world, but we want to live and work in peace and prosperity. The barbarians in the past were indeed poor, but I have fought wars for many years, at least I can live in peace of mind. Once the war starts, it does not mean that it can be stopped. Yes, if the battle between the Xiliang Kingdom and the barbarians wins, the barbarians will also change from now on. If it becomes a piece of meat, whether it is Dongyu Kingdom, North Qin Kingdom, or Xiliang, will it just leave this piece of meat untouched? It is easy to get rid of the attachment, but it is extremely difficult to ensure that it will not be annexed by another country .At least, the barbarians are still a whole now, and if it is true in the future, it is really uncertain. Besides, we have already lived a stable life now, why do we have to live a life of being displaced and frightened again?"
The old man's words made Chun Yuhan's face inexplicably stiff, and he didn't react for a long time, and a daze flashed across his expression: "But surrender to Xiliang, are you really willing?"
The old man shook his head: "We are just paying taxes, but whether we surrender to Xiliang or belong to the barbarians, we only have peace of mind, and there is no difference. I am afraid that the only person who is not reconciled..." The old man sighed and stood up: "Young people should stop thinking about it. No matter what you think, this battle has already begun. I'm afraid it won't stop in the future."
Chun Yuhan's face became more and more gloomy. He looked at the old man's figure for a long time without returning to his senses, until his face darkened.
The civil servant looked at him anxiously: "Your Majesty?"
Chunyuhan clenched his fists: "Do you also think Gu did something wrong?"
A drop of cold sweat dripped from the civil official's forehead, and he knelt on the ground after a long while: "Sir, my minister... is for the Lord's peace. Once this battle starts, it really can't stop anymore. Although the North Qin Kingdom is willing to help us now , but there is no guarantee that Beiqin will not treat us like a piece of meat in his mouth. Once Xiliang is spit out, it may be annexed by Beiqin again." At that time, the result will not change, but it will only be the common people who will suffer.
Chunyuhan's complexion changed a few times, and finally he raised his hand to rest on his forehead in desperation. Not far from him was the street, and the pedestrians coming and going were either hurrying or leisurely, but Chunyuhan fell into deep thought.
Chun Yuhan didn't let go of his hands until the night's cold wind blew his face numb, with no emotion visible on his face: "Go back to the palace."
In the palace bedroom, Yilan was summoned by Lou Qingwu to serve tea again, Singer Feng Ye carried the medicine she wanted to drink, scooped up a spoonful and handed it over. Lou Qingwu leaned over and sniffed, then shook her head: "It's very bitter."
Feng Yege couldn't see his expression wearing a human skin mask, only a smile overflowed from those phoenix eyes: "Good medicine tastes bitter."
Lou Qingwu touched her forehead: "The fever has subsided, and you can see that the red spots on her face have disappeared a lot."
Feng Yege was helpless: "You also said that it just disappeared a lot, but it didn't fade away completely. Obediently drink the medicine and prepare candied fruit. You can eat one after drinking it. It's very sweet."
Lou Qingwu still felt bitter, she really didn't know how she drank it the first two times, she slowly slid down a little bit, pulled up the quilt, and shook her head silently: "No, I think I'm in good spirits now, don't drink."
Feng Yege raised her eyebrows: "Really don't drink?"
But at the same time as he was talking, there was a flash of light in his eyes that made Lou Qingwu's heart startled. In this stream of light, Lou Qingwu swallowed her saliva, nodded bravely, at the same time, she saw the corners of Feng Yege's mouth hooked up, and immediately raised her wrist, about to pour the soup in the medicine bowl In the entrance.