Longyan City, which is setting sun, is like it is covered in blood.

After the army of the prosperous Tang Dynasty entered the city, there was no massacre, but the entire city seemed to be dead.

The county government office that has been trampled on several times and has not been renovated, and the wooden shelves burned into charcoal at the end of East Street, these ruins that were deliberately preserved by the army have no trace of sacredness except for the smell of destruction.

The whole city was left with only the "dack" sound from horse hooves and the ground. Each household locked the doors and windows, and wished to retreat into the bed tightly covered in the quilt on the bed to feel a little safe.

The second prince Tang Qinian, who had not entered the city for a long time, had a simple celebration banquet in the military camp, and then returned to their own camp tents.

Longyan City takes one night to be completely controlled by the army of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Even if the soldiers of the once chivalrous army were forgiven, they would not be able to continue to live a stable life in Longyan City. They would inevitably be evacuated to every corner of the prosperous Tang Dynasty for differentiation, and be prepared for any accidents.

Tang Qinian began to formulate the aftermath plan for the Xiajun overnight, and Zhang Xiaodao was originally lustful, but finally could not stop bumping along the way, but he was unwilling to fall asleep because of his fatigue.

The next morning, Zhang Xiaodao woke up with great regret. He looked at Wang Luohan with a smile, and looked at the sky outside and his eyes rolled.

Seeing Zhang Xiaodao's expression, Wang Luohan immediately brought the rich breakfast that had been prepared to the table.

Zhang Xiaodao lamented and started to eat breakfast honestly. After eating, he felt sleepy again and then fell asleep again.

After waking up from the cage, Zhang Xiaodao felt hungry again. Wang Luohan then served a sumptuous lunch considerately. After eating, Zhang Xiaodao suddenly felt like a pig and couldn't help but say, "Let's go and have a walk?"

Wang Luohan nodded and said, "Where are you going?"

Zhang Xiaodao raised his eyebrows, thinking that if he was walking around the military camp, he would naturally become the target of public criticism. There was nothing to turn around in the plain. It seemed that only Longyan City was left.

Zhang Xiaodao was naturally not afraid of any accidents when he went to Longyan City, so he said, "Longyan City, are you interested?"

"Okay." Wang Luohan nodded with a smile, and was a little unspeakable.

Zhang Xiaodao also laughed when he saw Wang Luohan's appearance, and then Wang Luohan began to wear clothes for him, tidying up extremely carefully.

After dressing up Zhang Xiaodao, Wang Luohan put on a small white cotton jacket he got from somewhere. The two of them rode the old green cow straight to Longyan City in a very low-key manner.

The soldiers were heavily guarding the city of Longyan. Even if the soldiers could not see Zhang Xiaodao's face clearly yesterday, they would still remember the old green bull with increasingly plump buttocks. Naturally, they would let it go.

But after walking into the city, Zhang Xiaodao suddenly felt that the city seemed to be a bit far from what he imagined.

He always believed that people's adaptability was extremely strong, especially for the poor. No matter whether the city belonged to the prosperous Tang Dynasty or the chivalrous army, as long as the sun rose, the people would inevitably be busy for life, and gradually forget the so-called pain in this busyness, and then be numb and repeat.

But he really underestimated Lu Qingya's brainwashing ability and underestimated the deterrent power of the army stationed in Longyan City in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

In the deserted streets, garbage everywhere, tight gates, and occasionally the children's screams from the courtyards. However, they will be scolded immediately by the elderly at home and then continue to return silently.

Zhang Xiaodao frowned, and Wang Luohan, who was holding her waist tightly, asked softly: "It seems that there is nothing fun to watch in this city."

"Since you're here, just have a walk."

Lao Qingniu looked at the scene in front of him and chose a small alley at will.

Old Qingniu walked slowly while Zhang Xiaodao said slowly, "Do you believe it? This city will return to its previous appearance within a month."

"It seems you are resentful of the lack of a market."

Zhang Xiaodao smiled and nodded, "Yes, I was going to buy some delicious and fun for my wife."

Wang Luohan smiled sweetly and said, "There are opportunities to buy in the future."

Zhang Xiaodao smiled, but found that it was snowing in the sky.

He raised his head, looked at the silver-shining snowflakes, felt Wang Luohan hugging his waist tightly, and couldn't help but feel that even in an empty city, as long as they were together, they could still walk in love and love, and be sweet and happy. The feeling of being a little lost in mood suddenly disappeared at this moment.

The old green cow shuttled through the streets and alleys, except for the dilapidated house and the occasional second-story attic that was quickly filled with snowflakes, there was nothing else.

But the two people on the old green bull were very excited, pointing to this and that, it was so unhappy.

So the old green cow thought about the happiness of the hostess looking for a cow for it, and thought to myself that when we had an old cow, he would take it to the grassland for a walk, where the grass was very long and grew enough to cover up the two cows to make trouble.

After walking for half a stick of incense, the two people's world was finally broken by crying.

The crying came from the courtyard, and after this sound came, it started to continue.

Lao Qingniu came to the gate of the courtyard. Zhang Xiaodao looked up and saw that more than a dozen poor people gathered in the courtyard, but without exception, they were all old, weak, women and children. There were three spiritual positions in the center, and there were slightly shabby sacrifices in front of the spiritual positions.

As the old man said, all the people in the courtyard knelt down, and tears couldn't help but flowed on their shriveled cheeks, and a feeling of sadness spread to their hearts for a moment.

Zhang Xiaodao did not walk in, and the old green cow did not move. From time to time, a little girl came to close the door. She saw Zhang Xiaodao, and her skinny cheeks were filled with fear, and she immediately shouted: "Grandma, there are soldiers."

Zhang Xiaodao looked at the dozen or so women and children in the yard and turned their heads, not knowing what to do.

But when the old lady in the leader wiped off the tears from her face, she changed into a smile, and said, "Mr. Jun, there is water at home, there is water."

Sometimes changing faces makes people feel insidious, but sometimes they make people feel sad.

The old lady obviously guessed Zhang Xiaodao's identity and did not dare to close the door directly. She was extremely sad, but she wanted to welcome the guests in with a smile. This was indeed the sorrow of the poor people.

Just as Zhang Xiaodao was about to refuse politely, he saw the little girl hear grandma's words and simply thought Zhang Xiaodao was a good person. He said, "Brother, the water in my well is so cool. Drinking it at this time is exciting."

She pretended to tremble for a moment, looking cute.

Perhaps, a child at her age doesn't understand what sadness is. He just wanted to cry, but it cleared up in an instant. It was really not a strange thing.

Some old women looked at the little girl helplessly, but did not dare to speak.

Zhang Xiaodao walked down from the old green bull, came to the girl, rubbed her yellow hair and said, "Okay, then you can take me to drink water, don't disturb the adults."

The little girl nodded excitedly, as if she wanted to show off some valuable items of rich children, but what she showed off was just a clear spring.

The old lady led the wife to greet her. Zhang Xiaodao hurriedly said not to bother you, and followed the little girl into the backyard.

Perhaps it was Zhang Xiaodao's attitude, or perhaps it was a beautiful and inconspicuous girl who was by his side. Both the old lady and the women and children seemed not worried about his bad deeds, but continued the simple funeral.

The three of them came all the way to the backyard. There was no special view in the backyard of this mansion. The old trees had dead branches and snow were covered with silver on the ground. There was a big gap at the entrance of the old well, which made it even more broken.

The reason why Zhang Xiaodao came in was that he couldn't bear to reject the little girl's enthusiasm, so he was not to drink water.

However, the little girl solemnly took out several small stools. After they sat down, they saw the little girl go to pull the bucket in the well with difficulty.

Wang Luohan naturally couldn't bear the physical work when she looked at her thin torso, so she took the hemp rope from the girl's hand, pulled it gently, and the wooden barrel with ice chips came out of the well.

The little girl said in surprise: "Sister, you are so strong."

Wang Luohan smiled, but it was undoubtedly the most beautiful scenery in the backyard.

The girl was stunned and looked at Wang Luohan and murmured: "Sister, you are so beautiful. Can I look as good as you when I grow up?"

Wang Luohan squatted down, pinched her little red face and said, "You must be much better than your sister when you grow up."

Zhang Xiaodao looked at this scene and smiled slightly, thinking that having a child is indeed very happy and beautiful. But the girl in front of her seemed to have a little miserable life.

Squatting on a small stool, watching the snow all over the sky, drinking ice so that my whole body could not help but shake. Although this is not very enjoyable, it is indeed a stimulation.

Just like eating hot pot in summer in my previous life, eating popsicles in winter is a concept that people love.

The little girl had many questions and kept asking the fairy sister in her eyes, but she was not in a hurry. She seemed particularly quiet and peaceful in such a scene.

I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed that he was the only manager in the house. The old lady with a mottled cane walked into the yard. She was stunned when she looked at the scene in front of her.

Zhang Xiaodao smiled kindly, and the old lady said to invite the two of them into the house as guests.

When you walk into the hall of the house, you can see that it is simplicity. The old lady filled the hot tea for Zhang Xiaodao and Wang Luohan. Before she could take a sip, Zhang Xiaodao could see that the old lady was really smiling and wanted to say goodbye.

However, the little girl refused to agree, and the old lady also said, "Mr. Jun, why not just leave this for a simple meal at night."

Seeing that Wang Luohan seemed to like the little girl very much, Zhang Xiaodao clicked in a slight look, but he just made sure to leave some money when leaving.

Before dinner arrived, the little girl pulled Wang Luohan and went to see her baby again. Zhang Xiaodao and the old lady could only start chatting, but this chat touched Zhang Xiaodao's heart.

"Originally, there were three men in this family and their lives were quite prosperous. Later, Xiajun rebelled. The three of them didn't know what they were thinking about in their minds of becoming kings and becoming marquis, so they went to Xiajun. Now, it's good that there are only the elderly, weak, women and children in the family..." The old lady sighed as she said that.

Zhang Xiaodao lowered his head. Although he had never participated in the frontal connection between the two armies, he knew that these three people were probably dead under the blade of the soldiers of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

But he had no guilt because the enemy was the enemy on the battlefield. If he thought about the enemy having old men and young men before killing, wouldn’t it just add to his worries and might even lose his life.

But when he came here, he couldn't bear it and was depressed when he came here and looked at the elderly, weak women and children in this family. The only thing he could do was blame the dead man, and then say that some words would not ignore their family after the Tang Dynasty took over again, but his eyes couldn't help but look in the west.

There are powerful Qingzhou border troops there!

If they suppressed the rebellion as soon as possible, perhaps these things would not have happened, and at least they could have killed many people less.
Chapter completed!