Laurence family elders looked at each other. The middle-aged businessman looked slightly wrinkled. "Nine armies and one … This is even harsher than the original conditions."
Luo Qiong Tower took a deep breath and looked at the deep-sea Lei Yun rolling "We have no choice"
"People send this head to the bodhi old zu naturally know how to do it …"
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Shendu Dongcheng Xiuyifang
"Luo Jia has no choice, and we have no choice!"
Guan Qiu looks a little pale. "In this case, the royal family’s control of the country’s Shinto and the general trend of public opinion has become a matter of great righteousness, and the mountain city in his hand has made me cooperate."
Luzhou Qiuyin eyebrows a pick sneered, "Who told people to play with malicious Wangfu to get this royal family and cut their own knife? If we don’t sacrifice to ghosts, maybe there will be a mountain city."
Say in the eyes of some nai "stabilize prices is not food, this time everyone has to bleed, I’m afraid I can’t play with my new abode of fairies and immortals …"
Zhangzhou Tuoba’s family gave a faint glance and then sank, "In this case, we can try our best to compete for the position of gluttonous army and grab what we lost from Nanjin!"
Aside SiMaWei listen to the people talk about silence?
Although she noticed that the team was not good, she was a step late after all. She could feel that the other side was still a little wary of herself.
If you want to stand firm, you may have to send a warlords, and these people probably haven’t figured out the situation yet.
Thinking of this, Sima Wei looked out of the window, but he saw that almost every family hung white lanterns and half of the people in the street were in Dai Xiao …
……
Sadness outside the capital of God.
Several husbands in Shanhaiyuan were dressed in white, and Liu Fu personally held the spirit tablet of ashes. Behind it was a white cloth tied to his head, and his brothers looked dignified and his eyes were reddish.
The mighty white banners lined up in a long line, holding banners, and all the people were scarred. If you look closely, it was the people who performed ghost sacrifice on that day.
There are more people on both sides of the road, and it seems that the whole god and the people have come out.
The old man with white hair held the coffin and wept.
There is a big man kneeling in the snow and constantly kowtowing.
"Mrs. Wang, go!"
"Wang Fu is a saint!"
"Meowed …"
Crying resounded through the sky
God and the people are not stupid. After that, they will know the life of this famous three-generation emperor. They have cast an artifact and a public opinion knife.
The effect is obvious. The next day, the national treasury released grain, and the price of food plummeted. His price also fell with it. The court even set up a good village to gather up and live in the streets.
For the first time in middle earth, someone spoke for them.
Wang Xuan, Xiao Zhongmou and Tu Su are also in the crowd.
Tu Su looked at the scene in front of him and was shocked. "Public opinion can also overturn the mountains and rivers. Which family dares to speak ill of Mrs. Wang again … even the ancestral temple collapses immediately."
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