The envoys walked slowly around the city, and their boots slashed on the thick snow.

Suddenly, everyone smelled a scent.

"Is this a roast chicken?" Huo Qubing followed the fragrance and came to a house. This was a three-story independent building. From the window, you could vaguely see the family inside sitting at the dining table and eating.

The parents and two children, the youngest, were chasing and fighting with their brother around the dining table. On their dining table, in addition to stewed papaya and roasted turkey, there was also a plate of rye bread.

One of the envoys whispered: "A pretty warm family."

"Yes, it's very warm. The premise is that there are no frozen slaves and poor people on the roadside."

Opposite this house, there are two arched human-shaped snow piles. The white snow fell on the corpse, and the human-shaped figure was gradually not visible. And under the corner of the wall, there was also a dead person who was frozen and purple.

"'The rich family smells of wine and meat, and there are bones frozen on the road.' This is a good saying by the poet of the hometown."

Yes, under the double blow of famine and severe cold, death has already enveloped the earth. As the most vulnerable group of people, the number of casualties among slaves in various countries is the largest.

The driving force behind all this is indispensable to Xia Guo’s efforts.

The girls in the envoy looked a little ugly, and they were obviously uncomfortable with this situation.

Zhao Gao noticed this scene and said coldly: "Why, do you sympathize with them? But don't forget that if we don't use this method to attack the new currency, the person who ends up with this end will be our country and your compatriots!"

Economic wars seem to be more peaceful than wars dominated by swords and guns, but death is even more tragic.

Now that the summer country celebrates its bumper harvest, there are more than every year, and even slaves can get cotton coats and clothes to survive the cold winter. Who would have thought that abroad is already so miserable?

"So we come, we do have our own purpose. But we can indeed save the slaves of these countries."

After Zhao Gao finished speaking, he and Huo Qubing took the envoy back to the embassy to rest.

"All the morning, prepare for meals."

Due to the current famine and disasters in the eastern countries, naturally, they will not prepare for the Xia envoys. Three meals a day will be prepared by the Xia envoys themselves.

The girls ran to the kitchen and saw that there was no firewood next to the kitchen stove.

Qingtong: "Sure enough, they are already so poor?"

"Don't worry about them, we'll prepare ours." Wen Xi took out the Qiankun bracelet made by Linggong and placed the rice cooker and stove one by one. The third companion took out the rice and vegetables to wash outside.

Soon, a smell of rice came out of the embassy. But it was the fragrance of rice that attracted several nearby escaped slaves.

"ah--"

A scream suddenly came from the kitchen.

Huo Qubing, who was drinking tea on the second floor, suddenly opened his eyes and rushed to the kitchen in an instant. Zhao Gao also quickly put down his beloved Qingyuzang and followed him to check the situation.

When the two arrived at the kitchen, they saw two slaves lying on the ground. They seemed to be a mother and son. The mother's forehead was bleeding from an iron pot. The girl in the spoon looked panicked, and closed her eyes and kept attacking the iron pot in her hand. The food in the pot was scattered all over the floor.

"Wenxi, enough, Wenxi." The two girls next to him hurriedly comforted their timid sisters.

"If you fight, the mother and son will be dead!"

"Stop!" Huo Qubing shouted softly, pausing Wen Xi's time, and waiting for her to calm down before she could unblock the time and stop.

The girl Wen Xi calmed down and saw that she had injured someone, so she was so scared that she retreated repeatedly.

It was obviously your move.

The other people from the envoys who rushed over were speechless. Looking at the wound on the back of the female slave's head, they thought to themselves: This girl is really cruel.

But thinking about it is true. Over the past ten years, Xia State has attached importance to practice and education. Although Wen Xi and several girls are both civilian jobs and have low combat power. However, with the five animal show that they have been practicing hard for ten years, they have the power of the two tripods to cultivate true qi in their bodies and run through the sky. And this slave worked hard all year round and was hungry and weak in his body. How could he be the opponent of these girls?

"Okay, what's going on?" Huo Qubing waved his hand and asked the girls to come forward to explain.

Qingtong: "These two slaves came to the kitchen to steal food. Especially this child, he ran to Wenxi and reached out to the hot pot to grab the chicken legs, which scared Wenxi very much."

So Wen Xi brought these two slaves down?

Huo Qubing lowered his head to observe the mother and son. They were lying on the ground, but the mother firmly protected her child under her body. Wen Xi's attack just now hit her head, and blood flowed all over the floor.

Seeing this scene, Huo Qubing's eyes were a little gentle, and he snapped his fingers, turning the female slave's time and all the scars disappeared.

"Okay, get up. If you lie down, your son will be crushed to death if he is not beaten to death."

When the female slave heard this, she looked up at Huo Qubing and said a few incomprehensible words.

Huo Qubing frowned and looked at the adjutant of the envoy. The adjutant immediately said: "She used the mountain slang in the other side of the country of Bit, and the general meaning was to thank you for mercy."

The Xia Kingdom civilization has been radiating for ten years. The senior executives of the Eastern countries have begun to learn the official dialect of the Xia Kingdom, and even the slaves can understand it. But they themselves can't speak it. In the words of the masters, "Are the lowly slaves worthy of learning higher languages?"

Looking at the mother and son, Huo Qubing turned his head and asked Wen Xi: "Do we have more food?"

Wen Xi felt a little guilty because she beat her mother and nodded immediately: "I just made the meat porridge and rice, so I can bring it over immediately. Oh, there are two side dishes."

"Then let them eat it, and then...and..." Looking at the thin clothes on the mother and son, Huo Qubing frowned.

My mother only had a one-piece dress cut in linen, and her exposed skin was frozen blue and purple.

As for the little boy, he was wearing two clothes made of one-piece dresses, which were thicker than his mother.

What if two foreign slaves, even if they have a moment of pity, let them have a full meal?

Even if they give them a few more steamed buns and put on cotton coats, they will be killed by other slaves or poor people and stolen food and clothes.

But take it away...

Taking away slaves from other countries will cause disputes, especially at this time of sensitivity.

Do you have to wait a few days to be included in the list of slaves trading?

"General, leave it to me." Zhao Gao walked over with a smile. He looked down at the mother and son, and an idea naturally flashed through his mind. If it works well, he might be able to eat the city.

The female slave noticed Zhao Gao's malicious eyes and subconsciously held her son in her arms.

"Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards you. Wenxi, let them eat first. General, you go back first. I'm worried that someone will come and steal our seals."

After saying that, Zhao Gao asked Huo Qubing to go upstairs to rest.

Huo Qubing looked at Zhao Gao, turned around and asked Zhao Gao to deal with this matter.

"You guys are all here to have dinner." Zhao Gao ordered the other members of the envoy to come and have dinner, while he sat next to the mother and son on the ground.

The girl Wenxi came over with the food and placed it next to the mother and son. Just as she got up, she whispered to the female slave.

The female slave quickly shook her head and wanted to hold the child and kowtow to Wenxi again.

The girl dared not accept this. She hurriedly stopped and hid in the kitchen and dared not come out.

When the female slave saw this, she looked at the food in front of her. Although she smelled the fragrance, she was afraid to sip.

Gululu...

The sound came from the belly of the child in her arms, and she silently pulled the corner of her mother's skirt.

"Okay, eat." Zhao Gao looked at the mother and son with a smile, with some special power in his words.

The mother and son had no worries anymore, grabbed the food and stuffed it into their mouths.

I have to say that Wen Xi has indeed thought about it and specially prepared easy-to-digest foods.

After a stick of incense, just as the mother and son gradually became full, Zhao Gao felt that the temperature was almost the same.

He slowly stepped forward and said to his mother: "It's a pity that even if you eat enough today, you still have nothing to eat tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

The female slave grabbed the steamed bun and was stunned when she heard Zhao Gao talking. She stared at Zhao Gao blankly, not understanding what he was talking about.

This meal can make my son full for one day, or even endure it for another three days. Isn’t this good?

After all, we are still alive.

"Don't you want your kids to have something to eat every day?"

"What's this? That is, outside, we rush to eat simple food. If we were in our country, these things would be eaten by slaves."

nonsense!

Wen Xi wanted to go up and argue, but her companions quickly stopped her.

Qingtong realized that this eunuch from Yongle Palace was afraid that he was planning to deceive the mother and son into doing something?

Zhao Gao also learned from Huo Qubing to snap his fingers, and the illusion of endless delicacies appeared beside him.

Looking at the countless delicacies, the female slave widened her eyes and looked at Zhao Gao blankly. She muttered to herself, as if she was muttering something.

"Daxia is a paradise on earth and the only country that is not affected by famine. Do you want to come here?"

Zhao Gao leaned over and whispered in the female slave's ear: "Then, go and kill your master and bring your contract letter."

"Think about it, you don't want your children to be slaves for the rest of your life, right?"

"And even slaves can have different levels of high and low status. Here, you can't even have enough food and clothing. But if you come to Xia Kingdom, it's not just about food and clothing. You can even wear beautiful clothes and live with your chest and your head up."

That's right, since Fu Hao and Ji Le jointly promulgated the slave system, the treatment of slaves has been improved. Especially after Hua Tuo cured the fertility problems of the people, no women will deliberately target female slaves and harm slave infants.

On the contrary, because there are more mothers in China in recent years, they are full of maternity, and they will be considerate when they see female slaves get pregnant, give them two months of maternity leave, and even allow them to take care of their own children.

After all, this is also accumulating good deeds for their children. When the Daxia noble women thought of this, they looked much better at the slaves and no longer beat and scolded them at any time. Some slaves could even accept the rewards from their masters and own their own houses.

The female slave widened her eyes, and under the temptation of Zhao Gao, her heart was burning with raging fire. From time to time, she looked at the child in her arms.

After all, when he was alive, the couple had a good relationship.
To be continued...