Qin He returned to the crematorium and bought a barrel on the way.

As soon as the crematorium was deodorized, the bodies of the Bingma Si were delivered.

There are a lot of them, enough for each crematorium to have two or three bodies.

Qin He picked three corpses, closed the door and burned the corpses.

As soon as the calf left, the big bastard felt guilty and worked hard, not daring to say any nonsense.

Thanks to its efforts, all three bodies were incinerated in just two hours.

All three are victims of the disaster from other places, and they are from the same clan.

His surname is Yu, and his family has more than 200 members and has been passed down for six generations.

We can't say that we are very wealthy, but our clan has land and acres, and we work hard and have enough food and clothing.

But as the world becomes more and more chaotic, more and more people are fleeing, and the government cannot collect taxes, so it can only increase taxes on these people who have not yet escaped.

If there is half the tax left, multiply it by twice; if there is a quarter of the tax left, multiply it four times.

No matter how many people pay taxes, the total amount of tax money is immutable. If they don't pay, they will be arrested and beheaded.

To make matters worse, various wealthy families, dignitaries, and wealthy businessmen took the opportunity to purchase ordinary people's acres of land at low prices, and wantonly ran away with the land and robbed it.

And they don't pay taxes.

People either went bankrupt or sold themselves into tenant farmers.

As a result, the people and Li at both ends became poorer and poorer, while the "worms" in the middle became more and more nourished.

Hundreds of members of the Liao family were forced to become refugees in this way. They headed for the capital with a glimmer of hope. As a result, 90% of them died on the way, and the remaining 10% were buried under heavy snow, leaving no one who could breathe.

Qin He felt depressed when he saw it.

Although the memory of the previous life has faded, it is inevitable that traces will remain.

Great misfortunes in troubled times are very similar.

With a soft breath, Qin He left the crematorium and walked aimlessly.

On both sides of the road, you can see homeless people huddled in corners but making no sound, unable to even hear the sound of the wind. Their whole bodies were buried in snow.

Some are one, some are a bunch.

Some places can even stretch from one end of the street to the other.

The howling cold wind can take away any trace of warmth from a person's body. Even if he finds a hiding place, he still won't survive two days without food.

The huge capital city is like a torture chamber at the moment, and all those who don't have enough to eat will be mercilessly frozen to death.

No mercy at all.

"Wow~"

At this moment, a baby's cry reached Qin He's ears.

The sound was extremely weak, mixed in the wind and snow, and would never have been heard unless the wind was blowing.

Qin He steadied himself, quickly locked his position, turned around and walked more than a hundred steps to a corner.

There were two people in front of them, a man and a woman. Their heads and faces were covered with snow and they had frozen to death.

The man was holding a wooden stick and staring forward. There was a swaddling clothes in the woman's arms, and the weak voice came from inside.

Peeling away the snow, there was a baby, wrapped thickly in adult clothes, with a little face that was blue and blue from the cold, a weak breath, a layer of ice on the eyebrows, and a weak cry that made no sound.

In front of the man who was glaring angrily, there were three refugees who had frozen to death, staring at the infant in the woman's arms with greedy eyes.

This is a sinful picture.

Three refugees tried to seize the baby for food, and the baby's parents fought tooth and nail to protect it.

During the stalemate, the sins were also frozen together.

The three refugees never had the chance to come and snatch the baby, and the baby's parents never had the chance to protect the baby.

"commit a sin."

Qin He shook his head, reached out and picked up the swaddled baby, and walked away.

…

At the same time, the Zhongshan Palace was separated by a wall.

Lanterns were decorated and the crowd was buzzing.

The red lanterns were hung high, and the eight characters "Blessings are as good as the East China Sea, and life is as long as the Nanshan Mountains" were written on it, which was particularly eye-catching.

Today is the fiftieth birthday of King Xu Tianen of Zhongshan. The palace is hosting a banquet for guests and friends, with flowing banquets, all kinds of delicacies and delicacies from all over the world.

The flowing water banquet in the palace is different from the flowing water banquet that ordinary people understand, the kind where you eat at one table and leave at the same table.

This is a real "flowing water" feast.

The guests were sitting around, and in front of them was a "flowing water" overflowing with wine. Floating on it were lotus lanterns with candles, and all kinds of delicacies held up by lotus leaves. Some were flying in the sky, swimming in the water, and running on the ground.

, everything that can be eaten is available here, steamed, boiled, fried, stuffed, sour, hot, cold, sliced, pastries from Hangzhou, noodles from Yangzhou, fish sauce from Suzhou, soup from Luzhou

.

A banquet between Manchu and Han Dynasties is nothing more than this.

The flowing water is not water, but a river of wine!

The bamboo wine wheel is rotated by the beautiful maid, maintaining the movement of "flowing water", and the water vapor is dense.

During the banquet, graceful dancers danced gracefully, like a fairyland on earth.

The guests were all shiny-faced and drunken-eyed, laughing loudly or toasting indulgently. There were more than two hundred people in total, and it was quite lively.

The king of Zhongshan, Xu Tianen, sat on the throne, his face glowing red.

"I wish the prince a long life with pine trees and a 3,000-year-old sun with peach trees in his hand!"

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, may you be as blessed as the long flowing water of the East China Sea, and may your life be as long as the immortal pine trees of the Southern Mountains!"

"I wish the prince Yao Chi will not grow old in the spring, and hope that he will be happy and happy until he is half a hundred years old!"

"..."

The distinguished guests kept getting up and toasting, and Xu Tianen also raised his glass frequently.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the food has passed the five flavors.

The housekeeper brought a wet towel, and Xu Tianen wiped his face. At this time, the housekeeper whispered: "Your Majesty, the messenger has come to report that many tenant farmers in Yongqing County have been cut off from the autumn harvest. They asked for an extension of rent payment and injured our harvesters."

There are about five hundred people renting it, please make your decision."

"What should I do to resist rent? Do you need me to tell you more?"

Xu Tianen snorted coldly and said: "I rented the land to them, and they should pay the rent on time. What does the natural disaster have to do with us? It is not a natural disaster caused by us."

"But Your Majesty, the Yongqing Autumn harvest has been exhausted, and those people really can't hand over the food." The steward hesitated for a moment and said.

"Fart, they are just a bunch of unruly people. It was the king who gave them the fields. They didn't pay the rent and hurt people. I repaid them with hatred and rebelled against them. Don't talk nonsense to them. Kill the leaders and no one will dare to cause trouble.

"Yes." Xu Tian'en said, and added: "This year's land rent cannot be less than a grain of grain. It is clearly written in the lease. If they can't grow food, they are lazy. They deserve to eat the soil and chew the bark of the trees."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The butler could only lower his head and agree.

Xu Tianen threw down his towel, picked up his chopsticks and was about to take another sip, only to find that the wine river that was full of wine just now was actually empty.

Just when he was about to have an attack, he suddenly discovered that about ten seats below him, a young man in coarse linen clothes was holding a pair of chopsticks and waving them in an airtight manner.

Any food that passed by was stuffed into his mouth.

One bite of half a chicken, three bites of a pork knuckle.
Chapter completed!