Chapter 517 Untitled

In order to protect their families, the strong men can only do hard work with tears in their eyes, not daring to be negligent.

But the pillars of the family were gone, leaving only the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled in Nanxun, who could not support their daily life at all.

The county magistrate also sealed off the city for this reason, so that people from outside could not come in and do business. The life of the people was even more difficult, and many people died if they couldn't make it through.

After listening to the whole process, Fu Nanqian was dumbfounded, not to mention that it is impossible for Princess Zhaoyang to build an underground palace in this remote area... The most important thing is, "Your Nanxun is not mainly made of pasta, there is always a supply of land, no As for being reduced to eating chaff and swallowing vegetables?"

The bearded man gritted his teeth and said, "The underground palace needs a lot of space, so the county magistrate cut off the farmers' land for construction... In order to prevent outsiders from coming here to do business, the gate of the city was blocked, and many people couldn't afford it." For dinner, I went to the mountain to dig tree roots and eat Guanyin soil..."

This is why, the Nanxun people that everyone sees are all sallow and thin.

The emotion on Song Zhao's face was cold, and his voice was very calm, "Didn't anyone find a way to pass the news on this kind of thing?"

"We don't dare..." The woman cried again, holding the little boy to wipe her tears, "The relatives of every household are under the control of the county magistrate, and I don't know where they are locked up... Someone wanted to sue him before. In the end, the next night... the child of that family was beheaded."

"My child's wife...has been killed!" The bearded man suddenly choked up, his eyes turned scarlet, and he said hoarsely, "Just because I was lazy at work...they thought I was unconvinced, so they sent me away for a while." His children, wives and children were shot dead on the spot as a warning."

With such a bloody example.

Who else dares to resist?

Mentioning his dead wife and children, the bearded man burst into tears, his whole body twitching from crying while covering his face.

These civilians are ragged, and their faces are exhausted after being bullied.

As a human being, one should live with dignity.

But in the face of real power, they are as weak as ants, they can only trample their dignity into the soil, and watch their loved ones being abused to death.

The painful empathy was very strong, and the guards felt extremely uncomfortable watching it.

Si Yu held Song Zhao's hand calmly, and asked softly, "Take me to the underground palace to escape the summer heat."

The bearded man saw that the governor didn't seem to be here to mess with the common people, so he felt a little hopeful in his heart, wiped away his tears and took them there.

Following the bearded man leading the way, Si Yu and Song Zhao's group quickly saw the Summer Palace.

The underground palace was built underground, and they stood on the balcony to have a clear view.

At present, more than half of the underground palace has been established, and its scale has already occupied all the fields above Nanxun.

The sun is burning.

Nearly 200,000 strong men are naked, sweating and doing hard work, and many strong men can even be seen falling down because they couldn't hold on.

In the eyes of the people above the tall buildings, they are so small...

Song Zhao quietly looked at this grand summer palace, his fingers hidden in his wide sleeves slowly clenched into fists.

At this moment, she suddenly understood why there was a peasant uprising in the previous life.

It turned out that it was because they suffered violent blows from the powerful, the torture of life, and the death of their loved ones...

Life is so miserable, who will not resist?

And the reason why the county magistrate of the previous life did not have a name in the peasant uprising... probably because he was killed by the peasants who resisted collectively.