Guizhou City.

The sky is covered with clouds and the ground is covered with dead bodies.

A skinny old man looked blankly at the ground with hunger, and said dejectedly: "This is a slaughtering Zhang Bashai, he will seize the life food. How can he live in the future!"

"My husband died in battle, the court won the battle, but the pensions he lent were all greedy by this beast. How can our family live alone and young?" The one who stood next to the old man was his daughter-in-law.

When people are sad, they can use crying to vent their feelings. However, the saddest thing in this world is that they cry too many times, and their tears have dried up. In the end, they are completely numb and they can't even cry.

"Bang! Bang bang!"

A thin scholar punched the clay pot one by one. The clay pot cracked a large hole and broke into several pieces, and the cut clay pot made the clay pot dripped in blood.

The scholar was the neighbor of the two people just now. He beat and scolded: "The people are willing to sacrifice their lives and guard the city for the court. As soon as they defeated the Southern Tang army, they will deduct our money and food! God, please show your compassion and let Lei Gong and Ding Mother come down to earth and kill this foolish monarch and treacherous minister!"

The old man looked at the soldiers patrolling back and forth not far ahead and quickly persuaded in a low voice: "Young man, don't make your sex! Be careful that disaster comes from your mouth!"

The scholar stretched out his bloody palm, crying and laughed, "Damage comes from the mouth? Liu Sheng, a beast, does not give anyone a way to survive. His confidant Zhang Tong withdrew the martyrs' pension silver! Even the porridge in the porridge shed was full of grain! The city's food was exhausted and the relief food was not received. How many days do you think we could hold on?"

The old man did not dare to take his words. At this time, his eyes shrank slightly, and he showed a look of panic. The scholar's voice was too loud and his resentment was too strong. He was heard by a group of patrolmen walking from the corner. Their waist signs were engraved with the word "Zhang". Needless to say, it must be the personal soldiers of Zhang Tong, the escort officer.

Before the scholar finished speaking, the mighty captain of his personal soldiers had already plucked his sword.

"Since you can't hold on for a few days, why not send you on the road earlier so as not to suffer from this poverty again." The leader's personal captain sneered, swung his sword, and a blood arrow was stirred up. The scholar's head flew into the sky and then landed heavily.

After he ignored human life, he didn't even wipe his blood and put his knife high.

That expression seemed to be saying, "You are so arrogant, what can you do to me if you wait for the people?"

All the poor people around them stretched their necks and looked at the bloody knife in a daze, without saying a word, as if many ducks were being held by people.

The captain of the personal soldiers seemed to be very satisfied with the current performance of the working people.

His power needs to be shown in the weak at the bottom of society. He likes to appreciate those who obey and are as stupid as dogs.

He walked to the old man and the civilian woman, asked with his eyes squinted, "Everyone, are they very resentful to Lord Zhang, right?"

"No..."

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Two bloodless answers mixed with a smile that was even worse than crying.

The captain of the personal soldiers looked at the old man carefully, looked at him from head to toe, then took a step forward, frowned, and said, "Remember to me, the lives of you stinky grass people are as bad as ants! If you are angry, just rot in your stomach and let it go."

"Yes, yes, Jun Ye is right. Don't worry, Jun Ye, we will never dare to talk about Lord Zhang behind his back." The old man was afraid of causing trouble and nodded and laughed.

The captain raised his chin and nodded: "Oh, that's right. A person who knows the current affairs is a hero. What should you say and what should you not say? Just think about it in your heart and don't live to a dog at the age of a dog."

The old man's waist was bent like a shrimp, and the smile on his face was like a blooming chrysanthemum: "Yes, yes, yes... the villain understands."

The captain was in a good mood today and wanted to spend the fun of the old man. He patted his back and said to him: "Kneel down and kowtow, beg God to bless Lord Zhang with both good fortune and longevity!"

The bloody battle between the Southern Han and the Southern Tang countries was a complete victory in the Southern Han army, and the Southern Tang army collapsed on its entire line and ended in 980 miles of corpses.

The foolish lord Liu Sheng defeated the foolish lord Li Jing.

The price is that countless soldiers died in battle and countless people starved to death.

Even though he was obviously deducted life-saving money and food by corrupt officials, he was not allowed to vent his anger. Not only that, he was forced to pray for corrupt officials Zhang.

Being bullied by the soldiers to such an extent, the people dared not speak out, and the old man dared not show any angry expression. He knelt solemnly in front of the thousands of starving corpses of poor people and prayed loudly: "I beg God to bless Lord Zhang with both good fortune and longevity!"

"Hahahaha..." After a burst of hearty laughter, Lord Zhang's personal captain took people away.

The old man knew that he had escaped from the gates of hell. The response just now would cause a slight mistake.

He knelt on the ground, his body trembling constantly. The soldiers had been walking for so long that the old man's daughter-in-law didn't dare to help him up.

At this moment, a child from an official family came out shopping with a big yellow dog. The dog was fat and strong. The dog owner was feeding its rich and delicious chicken legs while walking. The dog barked proudly, and in a short while, he had already finished eating three chicken legs.

The poor people living in troubled times are not as in a dog in the family of Quan.

There is nothing in the world, which is more ironic than this.

The dark clouds covered the sky and condensed endless chill.

In the right alley on the side street, three people witnessed it with their own eyes.

Two of them were very angry, but the man standing among them had no expression on his face. It took him a long time to speak and said, "Guowang, have you found out all of them?"

As he spoke, his eyes were still staring at the big yellow dog with its teeth and claws.

Zhou Guowang bowed slightly, bowed his hand, and lowered his voice: "Report to the giant! The disciple has already found out clearly. Zhang Tong is very scheming. He knows that he is greedy and that everyone in the world wants to eat meat and sleep with him. Therefore, every time he travels, there are no less than a thousand guards around him. We..."

The giant of the Momen turned his head and stared at his eyes expressionlessly.

Such eyes make people feel very depressed.

Zhou Guowang felt his breathing become more rapid, but he still bit the bullet and said his conclusion: "We have no chance."

"Um."

The giant didn't comment and just said this word.

Then he waved his hand and signaled the two to follow him.

The three of them came to an abandoned house. Zhou Guowang went outside to guard the house, and Situ Gui followed the giant into the house.

"Situ Gui obeyed the order." The giant turned his back to his subordinates, took out a piece of paper and spread it on the table.

Situ Gui knelt down.

The giant bit the blood and wrote a line of blood: "If I suffer any accident during this assassination, I will make Huali succeed to the giant!" The signature is four words: Situ Gaoxuan.

After writing, he folded the paper and handed it to Situ Gui, and ordered: "If I die, you and Zhou Guowang will send this letter to Huali."
Chapter completed!