Chapter 641

"Shut up Said the old servant.

Those people were scared, one by one stupefied set in place, for a long time did not dare to move.

The purpose of pressing them over has been achieved, and the old servant is lazy. You have to continue to listen to them scream, wave your hand and say, "put them down and watch them."

When all those people disappeared, the old servant looked impatiently at the man who was still splashing.

"Enough!" He said coldly, "your acting is too bad to deceive me. I didn't want to hear you admit it. I just want to know why! Is the prime minister's office not enough for you? "

People nearby saw with their own eyes that the man's body was stiff, after the old servant's voice fell.

He looks so crazy that he just pretends! The man's eyes widened subconsciously, filled with surprise and disbelief.

He stares at the man, waiting for his next move.

With the passage of time, the man's crazy expression gradually converged, and finally only a face of indifference.

Although this is the judgment of the old servant, but really see the judgment come true, he still has some unspeakable taste in his heart.

"The government is not good to you?" He asked.

The man's eyes moved, as if there was a flicker of regret, but soon, everything was restrained by him, leaving only calm.

"No," he said, "but it's a choice that no one can resist. I just chose the best way for me."

Hearing this, the old servant understood what he meant and didn't want to ask any more questions.

"I don't want to hear him any more," the old servant stood up, turned his back to him and went out.

Once again, the respiratory tract came from the fresh air outside. The old servant raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, trying to make himself sober.

"The master is still waiting for you," murmured the servant, and he soon regained his spirits.

It rained all night. Even after the rain stopped, the sound of water kept ringing in my ears.

"It's morning." Someone whispered.

In the ranks of the victims, there are many people who have already woken up, but they do not have any action, just open a pair of eyes, looking straight ahead.

Their faces were dark, their hair and clothes were drenched by the rain, and they looked embarrassed and pitiful.

Suddenly, a strong smell of rice came from the city, reached the nose of every victim, and was gently and skillfully sniffed into the nose.

"Porridge!"

"Mother, I'm so hungry!"

"I'm hungry!"

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The feelings of the adults and the cries of the children spread slowly from the city wall to the city and to both sides of the negotiation.

The soldiers who guarded the city moved their lips, then raised their hands and hit the wall heavily.

Startled by his action, the people nearby could not help but shrink back and dodge their eyes.

But one of them took this opportunity to take two steps forward and said, "although they are victims now, they are also your Majesty's subjects. We can't watch them freeze to death! Starve to death

"I can understand that you are keeping them outside, and that you are for the sake of the people in the capital. Therefore, we will not let them into the city when we serve porridge outside the city!"

This man is the one who took the initiative to take over everything yesterday. Today, he changed his clothes and depressed his uneasiness. He spoke slowly, just like a young man cultivated by his family.

The city guards looked at each other and turned their backs to them.

Although they didn't speak, they used to express their ideas with actions.

That person in the heart a joy, in the eyes is the smile that can't restrain, the finger is to carry on the back to bend to stretch for a long time, this just reluctantly lets oneself on the surface in the calm state.

"We only serve porridge outside, and it won't hurt you," he promised again. Then he turned around and told the others to move on.

In the wheel of gululu, the hoarse voice of the soldiers came from the side.

"It's our decision. There's nothing to do with it. As you said, they are all the same people. Who can really watch them starve to death?"

Those victims are looking for fragrance, slowly close to the gate, hear is the soldiers low voice.

They froze in the same place, eyes constantly flashing, heart is shocked and can't believe.

Didn't they turn out to be unpopular? Didn't they turn out to be abandoned?

But soon, they don't have much time to think about it.

Because with the wheel a little bit closer, only belong to the smell of porridge also filled their minds.

Their minds were buzzing, their hearts were just longing for food, and they rushed forward even if they didn't want to.Had expected such a situation for a long time, the man took out a long gun from the side.

He raised his hand and knocked heavily on the ground. The water on the ground splashed on the victims. The cold feeling passed on, making them calm temporarily.

"Line up one by one," the man yelled, "we've brought enough porridge, everyone will have it"

in the face of the distrust eyes of the victims, the man's expression did not change, but stressed again, "line up! No looting! Or none of you can drink it! "

The victims looked at each other and scrambled to form a row.

Seeing this, the man quietly breathed a sigh of relief, holding a long gun fingers also slowly relaxed a little.

"Porridge!" He stepped back and yelled.

The first person who got porridge didn't care about the scalding or even walking away, so he dumped his rice bowl without thinking about it. He just wanted to put all the food in his mouth.

His mouth kept opening and closing, the sound of wheezing continued to ring, and soon there was only the bottom of a bowl.

If he stands in the front, the people behind will not be able to move forward, and the turmoil will develop rapidly.

Seeing that the eyes of the second person in the row were a little red, the man quickly pushed the greedy man to the side with a long gun.

"After getting porridge, no one is allowed to stay where they are!"

He kept repeating aloud, and at the same time, his hands kept moving, which barely controlled the normal progress of the team.

Without waiting for that person to quietly breathe a sigh of relief, a new crisis has formed again.

From the corner of his eyes, he could see clearly that those who had finished eating were approaching them. The bottom of the bowl was facing the outside. His eyes were eager to try.

Back a hot and cold, sweat will stick clothes on the body, not comfortable.

But now, he doesn't care!

We must not mess! He kept repeating this sentence in his heart, and forced himself to calm down.