It was not that none of the aristocracy in Mongolia suspected that this was a conspiracy of the Han Chinese, intending to cause the Mongolians to become degenerate for the sake of enjoyment.

But the benefits were obvious, and the detriments were too far away.

After all, the Han people would bring salt and sugar, and many other things that the grasslands did not have. Things that only nobles could have in the past could now be exchanged by ordinary Mongolians. Things that were worthless here could be exchanged to the merchants for a lot of money.

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The nobles would also receive gifts from the merchants.

Of course it was not free, but it was just for the price of a few words and they would get expensive silks, fine jewelry and real gold and silver.

Anyway, they wouldn’t sell their war horses and weapons. Since it was like this, why not do it?

It didn’t cost anything, but it also gained them benefits.

Could it be that if the merchants were driven away or the merchants were killed, would they be able to live better than they were now?

Impossible!

And the previously worthless slaves were now of worth as well.

The price of a slave could be compared to the price of a cow.

Moreover, slaves were easier to raise than cattle. Slaves were born and raised by themselves, but the number of slaves had never lessened.

In their eyes, slaves were animals, in fact, even worse than animals. When animals grew bigger, they could be killed and provide meat on their tables. What about slaves?

Slaves were also willing to be bought by the merchants.

Although they had to work after being bought, more and more slaves knew that so long as they paid off the money that the merchants bought them with, they could be free people in Han cities and could own property.

Scar was such a slave. The slaves had no names. He was called Scar by other slaves because he had a knife wound on his face. He had a tall and big physique, and even though he never ate fully, he looked much more stronger than other slaves.

Because of this, he was picked by a merchant.

But his mother was not picked away. His mother was already very old when she gave birth to him. Fortunately, the master was kind and did not throw away his mother. Before leaving, he promised his mother that when he became a free citizen he would come back to pick her up.

He didn’t know who his father was, all the slaves were like this.

They only knew their mother, not their father, and sometimes they might not even know who their mother was.

Scar just followed the merchant away. Sometimes he would carry goods like an ox or workhorse, and he would still eat and sleep under the open skies.

But what was different from before was that he could eat enough. The new owner was a very powerful master. He did business with the nobles, and after the business was done, he would return to the Han Chinese city.

It was the first time Scar had entered a Han city, and he walked with the slaves who were picked out with him.

“The city walls of the Han people are so high.” The companion had a new name, Tiger, which he chose himself.

Scar also looked up at the city wall, he had never seen such a high wall.

When they entered the city with the caravan, it was like entering another world.

The streets were wide and clean, and the ground looked like it was paved with stone, but also not stone.

The effectiveness of the newly made cement was very good. Although it was not at the level of modern cement, it was still much more effective than soil cement.

There were also many people talking on the sides of the streets.

There were Han Chinese and Mongolians.

They wore different clothes and spoke with different accents, but they were not hostile towards each other.

He recognized those Mongolians as slaves at first sight.

Scar looked at those Mongolians and then at his own hands.

Tiger asked beside him, “Say, when will we be able to pay off the master’s money?”

Scar: “Master said, I can pay it off with one more trip.”

“Then I can exchange it for a contract.”

Scar grinned, which made him look even more sinister: “After exchanging it for a contract, I will be able to get wages, and I can pick up my mother.”

An old female slave was worthless.

Scar didn’t need to save a lot of money to free and bring his mother into the city.

The merchant rented a house in the city, and the ten of them slept in one room.

This was the first time Scar had slept in a house, and on a bed. Although it was a straw mattress, it was still a bed.

Something he had never slept in before.

Tiger ran into the room excitedly and grabbed an inner bunk.

Scar slept next to Tiger.

No one in the room slept that night, they were all slaves.

They were all bought by the merchant, and the slave who had been with the merchant for the longest time had been with the merchant for almost a year.

He would tell the new slaves about the city before bed.

“You can’t fight,” said the slave named Beard. “If you fight, you will be arrested and locked up, without a bed or quilt.”

The slaves listened carefully to Beard’s words.

Beard said: “When you get the contract, you can go to the county government to register, and you will have a household registration in the future.”

Beard was a little proud: “I already have a household registration, and the master said that if I work for another year, I will be able to buy a house.”

“I also brought over my mother and father from our original owner.” Beard said to them, “I will take you to my house tomorrow if we have the time.”

The slaves were shocked: “Didn’t you say you can buy a house after another year?”

Beard: “Yes, but I have a household registration, so I can rent a house.”

The next day, the slaves did not hear from the merchant, which meant they could arrange the whole day on their own.

They have off days, because the employment system stipulated that in addition to statutory holidays, there must be one day off every seven days.

Today was a rare day off.

After entering the grassland, there were no holidays or off days, but the wages would be more than back in the city.

Therefore, slaves all want to follow the merchants into the grasslands as soon as possible, so that they could become free people earlier and have their own property.

Beard’s mother and father live in the south of the county, where the rent was cheaper, and there were Han Chinese and Mongolians living there.

The house he rented was not big, but it had a yard.

Scar looked around enviously, because there was a tree in Beard’s yard. He didn’t know what tree it was, and he didn’t know what fruit it would bear, but Scar was still very envious.

He thought that if he rented a house in the future, he should also have such a tree.

“Brother!” A man with a similar appearance to Beard ran out and hugged his brother.

Beard was also very happy, and patted the man on the back: “Brother! Where’s mother?”

The man smiled and said, “Mother is cooking, said she had learned the craftsmanship of the Han people, and she wants to cook it for us.”

Beard introduced Scar and the others to the man.

The man was the elder brother of Beard, and was not picked by a merchant at that time because one of his legs was lame.

The man also had a name, which was given by his lover. His lover was a local. Because the city was close to the grassland, the folk customs here were very fierce. This girl was the only daughter of the family. She worked in a textile factory in the city and her whole family lived off her income.

So when she found a Mongolian slave as her lover, even if her family disagreed, they could not do anything about it.

She called him Ping An, and the man also likes this name.

“I’m learning craftsmanship now.” Ping An said, “Although my leg is lame, I want to be a cook.”

The eyes of Scar and the others widened: “You know how to cook?”

Ping An smiled: “I’m learning right now.”

Although his leg was lame, there was still strength in his hands. He might not be as good as others as a porter, but he was still able to cook and stir-fry dishes.

Scar and the others spent a day that was very much like a dream.

Only then did they know that slaves could also live like this, and the merchants didn’t lie to them.

So long as they worked hard, they could become free people and could go back for their relatives.

But Scar still asked Beard: “Don’t the Han people bully you?”

These slaves were different from ordinary Mongolians. They didn’t know the outside world, they didn’t have deep hatred for the Han people, and they didn’t feel that they were once the masters of the Central Plains.

The tribes were very different from tribe to tribe, not to mention between slaves and ordinary Mongols.

Beard said: “They do.”

Scar and the others were scared.

Beard added: “At most, they give us less cuts when buying meat.”

Beard laughed: “But after you become familiar, they won’t do that anymore.”

“You must learn to smile.” Beard was serious, “Han people say that one does not reach out and hit smiling faces, it makes sense!”

According to Beard, this small border town of Han people was a very remarkable place.

Han Chinese and Mongolians could live and work together, and Mongolian children could also go to school with Han children. They were not charged any money just like the Han, and only had to pay for textbooks, which were very cheap.

If you study well, you could get a scholarship to earn money for your family.

Beard also said that he would get married and have many children in the future.

Then his children would have children and the whole family could take root in this small town.

Scar and the others also quickly learned that Ping An had a Chinese lover.

When Ping An found a job, they would get married. Ping An would marry into the woman’s family.

After listening, they were very envious.

“After I marry into the family, I will be part of their family.” Ping An smiled happily.

Scar: “How is your lover treating you?”

Ping An nodded: “She’s a bit fierce.”

Beard chuckled beside him.

Ping An glared at his brother and said, “But sometimes she’s very gentle.”

“She’s the best girl I’ve ever seen.”

Scar and the others had only seen female slaves, and female slaves, like them, have to do a lot of work, they were clad in rags and were very skinny.

And slave owners didn’t like female slaves, unless they were beautiful and could be offered up to nobles.

Otherwise, when food was in short supply, female slaves would be thrown away.

Scar and the others soon met Ping An’s lover.

She was a very ordinary Han girl with small eyes and a flat nose. She didn’t wear a Han woman’s skirt, but pants.

Nowadays, many women dressed like this because it was convenient for work.

The small town used to be closed off and poor. But ever since the merchants came, the small town had undergone tremendous changes.

Women from all households have found jobs one after another.

The same was true for men. The men and women both work together, and the skirts that were inconvenient to work in were put away.

After all, the folk customs here were fierce and simple, and no one insisted on teaching them etiquette.

This girl was here to meet Ping An.

She only got off work at this time. It was close to the factory here so after work, she would come to Ping An, and Ping An would take her home.

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When Ping An and his lover left.

Scar and the others said, “That’s truly wonderful.”

Beard proudly said: “Fortunately, I was picked out by the master!”

Otherwise, he would still be on the grassland, living like an ox or workhorse until the day he died of exhaustion.

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On Lin Yuan’s desk, there was a “dictionary” sent by Song Lian and Zhou Rong. This dictionary had not yet been named. It would be sent to various places only after Lin Yuan passed it. The court would then send people to the local government schools to introduce it to the teachers. It would be taught to the students only when the teachers have learned it.

After reading it over, Lin Yuan felt that it was passable, and decided to have the officials see it tomorrow at morning assembly.

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“Still not sleeping?” Chen Baisong had already started to undress.

Lin Yuan walked over and untied Chen Baisong’s belt for him, the action not something he was familiar with. As he untied it he chuckled: “Zhen shall remove the general’s armor for him.”

Chen Baisong had no expression.

Lin Yuan made a lewd joke, but unfortunately Chen Baisong couldn’t understand it, and he had no audience to appreciate his joke.

Chen Baisong slept on the dragon bed for a long time, and he was not as nervous as he was at the beginning. After knowing the taste of intimacy, he was like a wild wolf that got its first taste of mating, and every night when it was time he was always eager. He was still very proper and waited for the lights to be blown out, starting only after entering the bed and letting down the bed curtains.

But he was also very improper, so long as he entered the bed shrouded by bed curtains, he had no scruples, as if this slice of the world was independent of everything else.

Lin Yuan preferred to be on top.

His hands would be on Chen Baisong’s chest and abdominal muscles, which made him feel in control of everything.

However, he did not reject being pressed down by Chen Baisong either.

Different positions have their different pleasures.

Chen Baisong was like a wolf, he liked to bite Lin Yuan’s neck.

When the happenings behind the bed curtains fell silent, Lin Yuan was already too tired to move. Chen Baisong got out of bed and poured him a cup of warm water. Ever since Lin Yuan told him that drinking tea at night made it hard to fall asleep, he never poured tea for Lin Yuan any more at night.

Chen Baisong came over with a teacup of warm water. He parted the bed curtains, and the musky smell of lovemaking hit him in his face. Chen Baisong was aroused again almost instantly.

Lin Yuan took the cup of water and swallowed it down. He was sweating profusely, and the sheets under him were also soaked through.

It was Chen Baisong who went to bring over new sheets.

Just when he was about to change it, Lin Yuan hooked his neck and smiled at him: “Again, don’t change it for nothing.”

Chen Baisong looked at Lin Yuan’s smile and returned to the bed.

Lin Yuan had been observing Chen Baisong’s expression during gaps. Chen Baisong was very fierce when he was in the throes of passion, and his expression was also a little ferocious, but he felt that it was very sexy, probably because his aesthetics were broken.

After this time, Chen Baisong changed the sheets and bedding, and threw the dirty ones to the side to be brought away by Er Liang and washed in the morning.

Almost all the servants serving in his personal palace know about Lin Yuan and Chen Baisong, but don’t know how Er Liang disciplined them, no rumors or news have spread outside despite how long it had been.

However, it made no difference to Lin Yuan whether it was known or not.

After changing the sheets and bedding, Chen Baisong lay down beside Lin Yuan. He rolled over and wrapped his arms around Lin Yuan’s waist with a blank expression.

He had been like this recently, and he always seemed to feel like he was dreaming.

“What’s wrong?” Lin Yuan asked him, “Can’t sleep?”

Chen Baisong said seriously: “I won’t marry a wife.”

Lin Yuan: “En.”

Chen Baisong looked at Lin Yuan, his eyes seemed to glow under the dim lighting.

It was a rather eerie glow.

So Lin Yuan kissed his forehead: “Don’t worry, there is only you in my harem, you are the only one.”

Chen Baisong didn’t expect Lin Yuan to say this, he frowned tightly, remembering that the court had been talking about the selection of concubines these days, and every time he heard it, he felt as if he had been stabbed in the chest.

No…..that feeling was probably more painful than a stab to the chest.

No matter how many wounds he suffered on the battlefield, no matter how deep the wounds were, he had never felt this way.

That’s right, how could the emperor have no harem? Without a harem and no heirs, who would inherit the throne in the end?

Chen Baisong had been waiting for the day Lin Yuan got married since Lin Yuan ascended the throne.

After being with Lin Yuan, he was still waiting.

But he didn’t know what he would do if Lin Yuan really had a harem.

Would he pretend to not know? But at that time, when Lin Yuan had to visit the harem, the nights that belonged to them would become less and less.

And he didn’t think he would attract Lin Yuan’s attention more than those charming young girls.

Perhaps he would ask to leave Beijing and go be stationed at a border. Maybe every three or five years he would go to Beijing to see Lin Yuan.

It was just that at that time Lin Yuan would be sitting up on the dragon chair, and he would be standing below among the officials.

When Lin Yuan had a son, maybe he would have to send celebratory gifts to Beijing.

He was practically waiting for that day to come in despair.

But now Lin Yuan said, only him?

Chen Baisong couldn’t believe it, he turned his head to look at Lin Yuan, his eyes were bright and burning, and there seemed to be embers of flames inside. He heard his hoarse voice asking, “What about the throne?”

Lin Yuan smiled and said, “I have a younger sister.”

“Even if I don’t, I would think of other ways. In the Song Dynasty, there were also clan sons who were not the emperor’s own blood to inherit the throne.” Lin Yuan saw Chen Baisong’s panic and comforted softly, “You have to have confidence in me.”

Chen Baisong finally allowed the heart in his throat to fall back down to its original place.

With a surge of excitement, he turned over again.

Exercising again before going to bed, Lin Yuan thought.

As a result, when it was time to get up, Lin Yuan knew what a wise saying “The day was too short as the sun rose high in the sky, and the emperor shall not go to morning assembly” was.

He was very satisfied, but he was really tired, especially his waist.

Just like riding a horse, after getting up on it the waist had to exert strength. Chen Baisong’s duration was also long, so of course he was tired.

Er Liang walked in after hearing Lin Yuan’s call.

Turning a blind eye to the scattered clothes and bedding on the floor.

He also turned a blind eye to Chen Baisong, who was still sleeping soundly on the dragon bed.

Lin Yuan got up lightly and didn’t wake Chen Baisong. Anyway, the generals didn’t have to go to court every day, and reporting illness was common for them.

After all, generals could not participate in political decision-making. The most they could do was debate and bicker when at court.

Er Liang put on the dragon robe and crown for Lin Yuan before leaving the palace behind Lin Yuan.

The eunuchs in the bedroom kept their eyes focused straight in front of them, they were all disciplined very well by Er Liang.

Er Liang didn’t know when this skill was turned on. Holding all the eunuchs who could get close to Lin Yuan in the palm of his hand, and not allowing the first line of news around Lin Yuan to leak out.

Lin Yuan even thought that Er Liang was suitable to be the chief spy. He had not noticed that he actually had this talent before.

When the morning assembly began, the officials had already arrived, and Lin Yuan sat on the dragon chair and had someone give them a dictionary.

The name of the dictionary was called “Mingde Dictionary”, and it was appropriate to use the era name as the name of the dictionary.

The hundred officials knew that this dictionary had been compiled for a long time, and they also knew how clear Lin Yuan’s idea of ​​implementing “new characters” and “simplified characters” was. By now, no one would fight against Lin Yuan anymore.

“Your Majesty’s vision is a blessing to the common people!”

No one thought that Zheng Qingfeng would be the first to stand forward.

Zheng Qingfeng was truly proud and confident recently. His Court of Censors had gradually set up a frame. After Li Linqing joined, it had become more powerful and effective, quickly recruiting a group of scholars. Quite a few of them had passed the highest imperial examination. And all were sharp and eager to display their abilities, each and every one of them righteous and just.

The team had been set up, and as for how they would develop, the eyes of the officials of the entire dynasty were all watching them.

But one had to admit that Zheng Qingfeng had been very and happily busy recently, trailed by many people wherever he went, and the officials were both jealous and sympathetic.

After all, the Court of Censors was not a good job.

It was also unknown how to get promoted, maybe Zheng Qingfeng would have to stay in this position for a lifetime.

In the eyes of the officials, Zheng Qingfeng was a noble and virtuous scholar who hated evil as one hated an enemy.

Although it was not likable, these were indeed excellent qualities and noble virtues.

Even a person of noble character had said that “simplified characters” was a good thing for the empire and the people. So how could they object?

What did it say of the kind of person who contradicts a person of noble character?

Anyone who wanted to open their mouths and admonish had to go through their words in their minds first to see if they had done any bad deeds that would be caught and criticized.

As they thought about it this way, Lin Yuan had already spoken above: “Since that’s the case, it shall be sent to local government offices to begin promoting it.”

In addition to the dictionary, Zhou Rong and Song Lian also worked together to figure out the pinyin.

It couldn’t be called pinyin now, but phonetic symbols, similar to the phonetic symbols used in modern Taiwan, and not the English characters used for pinyin.

It was more like the key or radical by which a character was arranged in a traditional Chinese dictionary.

Lin Yuan planned to reward Song Lian and Zhou Rong and promote them for their two meritorious deeds: character creation and pronunciation.

Song Lian was originally a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, in charge of the Hanlin Academy, of the fifth rank. Lin Yuan transferred him to the Ministry of Rites to serve as the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, of the second rank. If there was no unexpected occurrence, he would stay in this position until his death.

Zhou Rong didn’t reach the heavens in a single bound (TN: instant success), Lin Yuan transferred him to the Ministry of Works, as Langzhong, of the fifth rank.

But for Zhou Rong, this was tantamount to reaching the heavens in a single bound, and he could now attend court to discuss politics.

Before, he didn’t have the qualifications to attend morning assembly, he was just a small official, and he had to salute everyone he saw.

After Lin Yuan’s appointment, Zhou Rong’s whole family burst into tears of joy, crying so much that all the neighbors knew about it. His parents were already quite advanced in age, yet they still struggled to kneel down and kowtowed respectfully to the imperial decree several times.

His father even took his son’s hand and said tremblingly, “Son! Do things well and don’t let down the grace of the emperor!”

The last official from the Zhou family was during the Song Dynasty, and that was also just a very small and insignificant official position, a county magistrate, and the county was a pitifully small and terribly poor one.

They also worshipped their ancestors and told their ancestors the good news.

Zhou Rong also instantly became a hot commodity. Those who looked down on him or despised him before suddenly started to visit the Zhou Manor to give gifts.

The ten scholars who had resigned from him before also tried their best to approach him again, wanting to be a scribe under his hands.

The homes of these ten people were all given plaques of humiliation, personally bestowed by the emperor, so they dared not remove it.

The families did not dare to go out because of the plaque, and even had the idea of moving to the countryside.

Suddenly honor and success was at his fingertips, but Zhou Rong didn’t dare to be arrogant. He didn’t accept any gifts from any family. He went out early every day and only came home after dark.

Now that he had an official position, his parents urged him to marry, and Zhou Rong did not refuse. He soon married a local girl from the capital. Her family was a scholarly family, and neither her parents nor brothers were officials.

Four months after getting married, his wife became pregnant.

Zhou Rong devoted all his energy to politics, and he knew that everything he got today stemmed from his previous achievements.

His Majesty liked down-to-earth people who did practical things.

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For the sake of his current home and the children to be born, he must seize onto this point and never forget it.

Just like he believed before that he would not be a small insignificant official forever.

He also firmly believed that he would not stay in this official position of the fifth rank for too long.

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Shitou Village was a small village with just over 20 households. During the war, all the men in the village were drafted, leaving behind all women. Outside, Shitou Village was also called the Widow’s Village. The village head’s family consisted of three widows, and the old matriarch was in charge of the women in the village.

It was fortunate that the village had her as the women in the village would not have survived that chaotic time otherwise.

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After all the men were drafted, they stopped interacting with the outside world and focused on raising their children. Only the peddlers would occasionally bring some salt to exchange with them.

The old matriarch from the village head’s family was called old woman Zhao by the villagers. She was a sturdy old woman, skinny as a withered branch but still possessing admirable physical strength that was even greater than that of young men. Her hair was completely white and wore rags all day. She also dug a cellar with her two daughters-in-law and raised chickens and ducks in the cellar.

The women in the village all learned to do this, otherwise, if they kept the animals outside, the minor officials might rob them all.

The women went to work in the fields, and the children were all sent to the village head’s house to be looked after by old woman Zhao’s eldest daughter-in-law.

All the women in the village were united and used their strength in one place, so no matter whether there was famine or war, they all survived.

The children also survived, thanks to old woman Zhao’s strong command.

Later, the peddlers didn’t come back for a long time, and they didn’t dare to go out after the village’s stock of salt was eaten up.

It was only with the peddlers’ reappearance that they could exchange for salt again, but the peddlers told them that the dynasty had changed now. The current emperor was a good emperor, and the tax taken for farming was very small, and women could also possess private property when they set up households.

“Old woman Zhao!” The woman ran into the village head’s house, and she excitedly said to old woman Zhao, who was sitting in the courtyard picking vegetables, “The peddler has brought salt!”

Old woman Zhao also stood up excitedly when she heard the words, and she followed out: “How much salt did they bring?”

The woman’s hands waved excitedly: “An entire cart! They also said that salt is cheaper now! Official salt is cheaper than private salt!”

Old woman Zhao was taken aback: “Official salt?”

She hadn’t heard of official salt for so many years.

The woman nodded: “He said that the dynasty has changed! The emperor has been replaced!”

Old woman Zhao: “Truly?”

The woman laughed happily: “Yes, and he said that the new dynasty will not collect land tax for the first three years, and women can also set up households!”

The women laughed in a silly manner.

Old woman Zhao’s small eyes narrowed.

The woman restrained her expression and instantly became nervous.

Old woman Zhao said vigilantly, “You believe him just because he says?”

The woman whispered, “So much salt, he couldn’t get that much before.”

The woman felt that what she said was very reasonable: “Even if he lied to us, what could he get out of it?”

Old woman Zhao scolded her: “It’s more a flattery to say you’re stupid!”

“The little children of our village!”

The woman’s face turned blue instantly. She managed to raise her only daughter with difficulty, and she planned to rely on this daughter in her old age. If her daughter was taken away, she would lose any motivation to live.

“Then…..what should we do? He is at the entrance of the village now…..” As the woman spoke she turned around and walked back, “I’ll go get a hoe! Beat him to death and bury him, no one will know we’re here!”

Her tone was fast and urgent, it obviously wasn’t the first time they had done such a thing.

There were mountain bandits who came scouting before, and once they were discovered, the women of the village would do just that.

There were no men in the village, only women. If someone wanted to break into the village, the women would not even be able to die even if they wanted to.

When they killed the first time, none of them dared to do it.

It was old woman Zhao who took the only rusted knife left in the village, and cut the man’s neck like one did with a chicken, letting the blood out.

After the person died, they found a place to bury him.

Later, the women in the village learned to take up arms to protect themselves.

There were hoes at the door of every household. If something happened, they could swarm the enemy with a hoe in each woman’s hands.

Fortunately, there were not many bandits who attacked them. With the scouts dead they couldn’t figure out how many men and weapons there were in this village, so they didn’t rashly attack the village.

So the women in the village listened to old woman Zhao’s words very much.

Because facts have proved that what old woman Zhao said and did was right.

No one would question old woman Zhao’s decision. When everyone is united, their strength should not be underestimated.

The peddler didn’t know that his life might end in this Widow’s Village.

He was still talking to the women in the village about the outside world.

“A lot of new houses have been built!” The peddler smiled, his hands gesturing exaggeratedly, “My parents, wife and I have also been allocated a house, and I will be a salt seller hired by the government in the future! The more I buy, the lower the price!”

He excitedly shared with the women: “I only have one daughter, but now when daughters grow up we can recruit a son-in-law. The grandchild born will take the maternal surname. If her man bullies her, we can kick her man out and find a better one!”

Although he was a peddler, he was not young anymore. He injured his body when he was fleeing for his life during the civil strife and could no longer have children. So he cherished the daughter in the palm of his hand, and carrying on the family line was now entrusted to his daughter in the future.

The women exclaimed again and again.

Was it that good outside now?

Was what the peddler said true?

The peddler wouldn’t happen to have hurt his head and was now saying crazy things?

Don’t know who shouted: “Old woman Zhao is here!”

The women parted one after another for a visible path.

Old woman Zhao walked over from the open path made by the women and walked in front of the peddler.

The peddler knew that the old woman was in charge of the village, and quickly said: “Old woman Zhao, look, this time I brought all good salt! Fine salt! You can’t even buy it with money!”

He knew that the women in this village had no money, so every time he came here, they would exchange things for things. The women would give him chickens and ducks, or chicken eggs and duck eggs. Although he didn’t earn much, no matter how small a mosquito was, it was still meat. He was still willing to earn this hard money.

And he was also a kind-hearted person. He felt that the life of the widows in this village was difficult. In the past, when the days were difficult, he was afraid that other peddlers would leak their situation to the bandits, so he always went out in the middle of the night and brought salt over.

“Tie him up.” Old woman Zhao gave an order. Although the women didn’t know what happened, they still held the rope and pressed the man to the ground as they tied him up tightly.

The peddler’s eyes widened and he resisted frantically. He shouted: “What are you doing?! I didn’t hurt you! You can’t return kindness with ingratitude!”

Old woman Zhao looked at him darkly: “If you tell the truth, you will naturally be let go. If you tell a lie, there is no need to leave this village again.”

The peddler was frightened, he was dragged into the yard of old woman Zhao’s house, and a rusty knife was placed in front of him. There was a red mark on the handle of the knife, which was the trace of blood that had never been scrubbed completely clean.

What kind of blood was that?

Chicken blood? Duck blood? Or…..human blood?

The peddler was tied to the ground, he didn’t dare to move, and he secretly scolded himself that he shouldn’t be a good person.

Good people were not rewarded.

If only he hadn’t pitied them and thought of bringing them salt back then.

Before the peddler could speak, he was hit with a stick on the back of his head.

For a moment, the world was spinning, and the peddler’s vision blurred.

It was already night when he woke up again.

“Old woman…..” The peddler was lying on the ground with a disheartened face, he didn’t dare to say harsh words, he only dared to plead, “We have no past grievances and no enmity in recent days, these years the mountain road had been steep, but I still pulled the cart to send salt over, even if you don’t remember my kindness, don’t kill me…..”

“My father, mother, wife, and child are all waiting for me at home.”

Old woman Zhao was sitting next to him, and old woman Zhao said, “You said, the dynasty has changed outside?”

Peddler: “Why would I lie to you about this!”

Old woman Zhao said, “Tell me.”

The peddler explained the events of the past few years clearly, saying that he was now a salt seller hired by the government, and that he had been assigned to a house, his whole family had a place to live, and there were no bandits outside. The government’s soldiers patrolled the streets, those ruffians and hoodlums dared not commit crimes, and the life of the common people had never been easier.

Men could find jobs so long as they have the strength, and so could women so long as they were willing to go out of the house.

Moreover, women could find a husband to marry into the wife’s family and set up female households.

If you set up a female household, you could have private property.

There was no worry about it being snatched away.

“Since that’s the case, this old woman will come with you to take a look.” Old woman. Zhao untied the peddler herself.

She said to the women around her: “If I don’t come back, you don’t have to worry about me, and you should live your life well. Ertou’s wife is a smart one. If I don’t come back, you will listen to her.”

“If what he said is true, I’ll come back and take you all to the outside world.”

The women were very afraid, old woman Zhao was their backbone and pillar.

It was Ertou’s wife who stood up and said, “Don’t fuss! Old woman Zhao is clever!”

Only then did the women calm down.

Old woman Zhao helped the peddler up and took off the gold bracelet from her wrist.

This was the dowry passed on to her by her mother, and she was not willing to pawn it even when the family was in the most difficult straits.

She put the gold bracelet into the hands of the peddler: “Young man, I have wronged you. You can take this bracelet and pawn it, and buy something for your home.”

Even if the peddler felt terrible anger, his anger disappeared when he saw the gold bracelet.

This gold bracelet was worth more than a half-year’s worth of salary, and it was even a solid gold bracelet!

“Nothing to it!” The peddler grinned, “I know you are a sincere old lady! Never do wrong to a good person.”

Early the next morning, old woman Zhao left with the peddler.

The women in the village sent them a long way, and many of them were wiping their tears.

The children were pulled along by their mothers to watch old woman Zhao leave.

“Mother, where are they going?” The little child looked up and asked his mother.

The mother said worriedly: “They are going outside.”

The little child had never left the village since he was born. He said strangely: “Where is the outside? Are there people outside?”

Mother hugged him, crying with tears and snot running down her face: “Mother came from outside, and Mother’s family is from the village outside!”

As soon as she cried, other women began to cry.

The natal family was also family.

Married daughters also missed their natal home.

Who knew if their natal home was still there or not?

The little child didn’t understand very well, but when his mother cried, he cried too.

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The Widow’s Village was quickly drowned out by sobs and crying.

They hoped that what the peddler said was true.

The emperor had really changed outside, women could really set up households, and taxes on farming were exempt for three years.

If that was the case, then they would set up a tablet for longevity for the peddler and offer him incense every day.

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The snow and ice melted, the earth was rejuvenated, and the green shoots re-emerged on the branches.

The salt miners in Gaoyou City woke up a long time ago. They came out of their homes or dormitories and went to the canteen in groups to get food. No matter how much the prices rose in Gaoyou, they could eat their fill with just two coins in the canteen. This was only the treatment reserved for salt miners.

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After breakfast, they went to work.

Gaoyou was originally very rich, but in Gaoyou it was not salt miners who were rich, nor common people, but salt supervisors and officials, as well as big wealthy families who colluded with officials and the merchants.

But now it is different. Salt miners could earn money by working hard. Whoever worked more would get more.

In the past, being a salt miner was a hard job, and it was only when people couldn’t survive that they came to be a salt miner, doing the hardest work, earning the least money, and unable to fill their stomachs no matter how desperately they worked.

But now who would have thought that in Gaoyou, there had been salt miners who once starved to death.

A salt miner who died of starvation was Sun Si’s father.

Sun Si, as the name suggested, was the fourth child in the family.

And the only one who survived.

His brothers and sisters either died of disease or starved to death, but he was the only one who had survived.

And now just his earnings alone could support his family, his old mother, his wife and children.

After the South Bodhisattva came, the life of the common people in Gaoyou changed for the better. He married a wife, and his wife had given birth to three children, two sons and one daughter. His fellow miners all said that he was lucky.

His mother and wife also got along well, every time he came home, he felt that such a life was like a dream.

Sometimes when he thought of the old days, he felt like it had all happened in his previous life.

The only regret was that his father was not able to hold on until the arrival of the South Bodhisattva, and now His Majesty the Emperor.

His mother had recuperated these past years, and now her health and bones have become much tougher. Now, when she had nothing to do, she would go pick wild vegetables or wild fruits in the mountains with her old girlfriends, make side dishes or jams and send them to restaurants, and also earn some pocket money.

Currently, the children still needed to be looked after, his wife and old mother took turns taking care of the children.

When Sun Si was working, a co-worker asked, “Sun Si, is your eldest child six years old yet?”

Sun Si put down the tool in his hand and said with a smile, “Yes, he has a strong physique.”

“Then will you send your kid to the government school?” The person who asked the question hesitated.

Sun Si said strangely: “Of course I will send him, I heard that if they study well, there will be a scholarship! I don’t ask him to score 1st place on the imperial examination and bring honor to the family, I just want him to learn a few words, and don’t be illiterate like me in the future.”

The co-worker sighed: “My eldest child is ten years old. In the past, he could already work with me.”

He was reluctant to part with this labor force.

It was Sun Si who persuaded him: “Think about it, now you want your son to work as a salt miner? The bosses won’t allow it anyway, didn’t you hear the team leader say they must be fourteen years old before they could work, otherwise it will be considered child labor. You will be fined.”

“Sending him to school, although he can’t earn money for the family, but if he can study well and get decent grades when he graduates, what is there to be afraid that he won’t find a good job? Maybe he will earn more in one month than half a year as a salt miner.”

The co-worker was very conflicted.

There were not many people in his family left, and his eldest son had finally grown up with no illness and no disaster until now, and he could now work and earn money.

Sent to school…..

It would be at least three years of study.

His son didn’t seem to be the type to be able to earn money for his family just by going to school.

Sun Si saw that he was unable to make up his mind, and said: “In the future, when everyone has gone to school and learned to read, but only your son is still illiterate, aren’t you afraid that he would not be able to find a wife and carry on the family line, especially as there are originally much fewer girls than boys?”

The co-worker then widened his eyes and said, “I should send him to school then.”

On the day when the school started, Sun Si took his eldest son to report at the gate of the school which was already crowded with people.

Because there were new textbooks this year, according to rumors this year they have started to implement simplified characters.

The common people did not understand what simplified characters were, but they only heard that it was easier to learn and easier to understand.

In the previous years, students still learned the previous characters, but the simplified characters and the previous characters were of the same origin, and it was easy to recognize them.

Sun Si first took his eldest son to register, reported his parents’ names, his home address, and his job. Then he went to find his eldest son’s class, which was first grade, class 5.

The teacher told him that there were a total of six grades, the first, second, and third grades, and then fourth, fifth, and sixth grades.

Generally, one could graduate after three years of study, and one could continue to study the higher grades if one’s family was willing.

After finishing the sixth year, those who want to take the imperial examinations could still go to university.

Sun Si looked at the beautiful new school building. There were many things he had never seen before in the school, and the children could play on it. He thanked the teacher gratefully, and then sent his son into the classroom.

When he left, he instructed his son: “Be obedient, study hard, and learn better skills than your father in the future.”

Although his eldest son was still young, he knew that he was the eldest son of the family and carried the responsibility on his shoulders since he was a child. He said to Sun Si, “I know, Dad, I will definitely study hard.”

“I can even teach my little brother and sister when I go back homr.”

Sun Si left in a hurry. He took a half-day leave and wanted to go back to work early.

He could earn two taels of silver a month because he worked hard enough and did a better job than other salt miners.

One of the two taels of silver would be spent on food and clothing at home, while the remaining tael would be saved. He planned to save for two years, then renovate his house and pay the housing management bureau so that he could add more rooms to his house.

The children were growing up fast, and they couldn’t continue to stay in the same room with him and his wife forever.

When the new rooms were built, he would have them move in.

Since the eldest began going to school, he would tell his younger brother and sister about his schooling in the school.

“My teacher said that if you study well, you will not be charged for textbooks in the future.” The eldest son said happily, “The teacher also praised my memory yesterday! I was elected as the class leader this afternoon, and all my classmates chose me!”

The younger brother and sister looked at their elder brother with admiration, and felt that his whole person had changed after he went to school.

The eldest son also said to Sun Si, “Dad, when I graduate, I will earn money to support the family, support you, mom, grandma, and my little brother and sister!”

Sun Si laughed at him: “Your dad is not old yet! I don’t need you to support us! Your younger siblings will also go to study in the future, maybe they will be even more promising than you, and you don’t need to support them!”

“When your dad and mom can’t work anymore, then you can support us.”

The child frowned: “Ai! Then when will you not be able to work anymore!”

Sun Si didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “You little ruffian, whose dumb mouth did you take after?”

His wife was cooking on the stove and shouted, “Clearly from you.”

His mother also joined in the fun: “Your dad is just like you!”

Sun Si couldn’t win against so many, so he went out to chop firewood by himself. Although firewood was cheaper now, after living in poverty for a long time, he always felt that he could save a little bit more on things he could take care of himself. Only when the autumn was over would they spend money to buy firewood and coal.

The coal was burning in the house and it was very warm, but the windows must be open. His team leader would tell them every year that those who do not open the windows would be smoked to death.

The firewood was burned when cooking.

“Dinner is ready!” His wife brought the dishes to the main room, and the family sat around the wooden table.

The little child reached out to grab the steamed buns and said happily, “Mom! Why are there steamed buns today!”

This was made from white flour! Life was better now, but white flour was still expensive, and ordinary people were reluctant to buy it.

His wife smiled and said, “Your dad got his wages yesterday.”

Every time he got paid, they would have a good meal the next day. This was the unwritten rule in the Sun family.

When his wife brought out another plate of vegetables, the entire family was nearly drooling.

“Fat meat!” The little girl’s eyes couldn’t move away at all.

Fatty and greasy pork was very rare, and the fat meat at the meat stalls were the fastest to be bought.

Chicken, duck, and fish were all lean meat, but people still preferred fatty pork.

His wife said proudly: “I went to the market to wait before dawn this morning, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to buy such good fat meat.”

Her cooking skill was average, but the whole family gobbled it down as if it was the most delicious food ever.

Sun Si took a bite of the steamed bun and watched his little brats rush to grab the fat meat, his eyes full of smiles.

He, Sun Si, didn’t let his own kids go hungry, and he didn’t let his wife and mother starve either.

Although it was not a big achievement, he was already very content and satisfied.

“By the way, there is a daycare just opened on the street.” His wife told Sun Si before going to bed.

Sun Si also knew what a daycare was. Now, many families have both men and women working together to earn money. With no one to take care of the children, there was a need for daycares.

Parents would send their children to work before they go to work. There were women watching the kids there, taking care of their meals, and sometimes even giving out small snacks.

Parents would then pick up their children and take them home after work.

This kind of daycare was very strict, the door was always closed during the day, and security guards were hired——this was also a new occupation, and the wages were not low!

Those who had strong physiques were willing to go.

The merchants were very thorough, so don’t even mention human traffickers, even a fly had difficulty getting in.

But it was not cheap. One child would cost a string of coins a month, and two would cost two strings of coins.

Sun Si turned over and looked at his wife: “Do you want to go to work?”

His wife nodded: “San Ya doesn’t need to be breastfed anymore, isn’t there a knitting factory looking to hire? It’s close to home, I can come back every day, and I heard that if I can meet the standard, I will earn a tael of silver, and after meeting the standard, the rest will be commissions, up to 40 coins!”

Her eyes were bright: “The others only give 20 coins worth of commission, this one is 40 coins.”

Sun Si said strangely: “Why 40 coins?”

Wife: “Why else, they can’t recruit anyone.”

Sun Si suddenly realized, all the men were willing to work manual labor requiring strength, the more strength the more they earn. Few men were willing to work in the knitting factory. The job was a strain on the eyes and required nimble hands. Men who were willing to work there were originally attentive and nimble with their hands.

He heard that there was a rough guy who went to work in a knitting factory before, but he ended up tearing up two spools of threads. He didn’t make any money, and he even lost money.

Since then, men who felt that they didn’t have the talent stopped trying to work there lest they lose money.

“Then go.” Sun Si agreed very much, “Let’s make money together, maybe we’ll even save up all the money for building the house by the end of this year!”

His wife was also very happy: “Yes, we should save more. In the future, our two boys will marry a wife, and our girl will need a dowry. Money is needed everywhere!”

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It used to be a hardship to spend money.

Now it was not a hardship to spend money, because they could earn more.

As a result, the next day, his wife went to the knitting factory for an interview, and Sun Si’s mother also followed.

Then——his wife failed the interview, her hands were too clumsy.

His old mother got the job instead.

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Lin Yuan slept in for once. Although he was willing to be a diligent emperor, it was not like he could work 365 days a year without rest. That was not diligent administration, that was suicidal, so he would give himself a day off every week——in fact, only half a day, he still had to read the memorials in the afternoon, but he could sleep until noon instead of going to the morning assembly at the ungodly hour of 5am.

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Although it was very improper, the officials did not admonish him.

After all…..they wanted to sleep in too.

No one was made of iron, getting up every day at 3am in the morning, who could stand it.

Lin Yuan sat up from the bed. Chen Baisong was no longer in bed. He was sitting at the wooden table in the bedroom drinking tea, shirtless and revealing a torso that was covered with scars, but they did not make him look hideous, but rather sexy.

“Is there any news from Haozhou?” Lin Yuan asked.

Only then did Chen Baisong realize that Lin Yuan was up. He watched Lin Yuan walk to his side and sat down, and said, “Sun Deya is dying.”

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Sun Deya himself was a villain, he rejoiced in grandiose deeds, and he liked to play conspiracy tricks. He would suppress any outstanding high-ranking military officers under his command.

No one could be better than him.

After all, his claim to the throne was not legitimate, so he was even crazier than Han Lin’er.

He seized and confiscated as many treasures as possible, and lived a life of extravagance and debauchery.

Wine and sex hollowed out his body.

Suspicion made him unable to trust anyone.

With a person who had no magnanimity sitting in that seat, the fact that the people below had yet to rebel made Lin Yuan feel disbelief.

Now Sun Deya was ill and couldn’t move in bed.

Haozhou was not in chaos yet, but it was about to be in chaos.

Lin Yuan was not planning on recovering a piece of scorched earth, so the sooner he dispatched troops, the better.

Lin Yuan said to Chen Baisong, “Tell Zhu Yuanzhang to go and bring Ma shi along.”

Ma shi had been working with Zhu Yuanzhang’s army as a nurse, and Lin Yuan had heard that she had been promoted to head nurse.

Whether Ma shi’s adoptive father Guo Zixing died because of Sun Deya was unknown.

But Ma shi seemed to believe that Guo Zixing’s death was related to Sun Deya.

Since that was the case, why not fulfill her desire to uphold filial piety?

Lin Yuan took a bite of lotus cake, the flakes falling on the table.

Chen Baisong reached out and brushed away the residue from the corner of Lin Yuan’s mouth, and said softly, “Alright.”

When the imperial decree reached the barracks, and within half a day after Zhu Yuanzhang accepted the decree, Ma shi arrived. She was still wearing a nurse’s uniform. The nurse’s uniform was a cyan robe of a very light color, so that it could be noticed when it was stained with dirt and dust. This way, when patching up injured soldiers they could avoid dirt stuck to their robes getting into the wounds of the injured soldiers.

Ma shi and Zhu Yuanzhang did not communicate frequently.

The nurses didn’t often walk around the barracks, they all lived outside the barracks, and Ma shi was in charge of them.

“I heard that His Majesty asked General to go to Haozhou?!” Ma shi’s shaved eyebrows and hairline grew back, and now one could tell she was a woman even in men’s clothes.

Zhu Yuanzhang didn’t hide it from her: “Exactly.”

Ma shi’s heart surged up and down, she had been waiting for this day, waiting for the day to avenge her adoptive father and kill the enemy!

She knelt down on the spot and kowtowed three times to Zhu Yuanzhang: “General, take me along!”

She raised her head, her eyes were wide, full of anger, fierce like the eyes of an or a tiger: “The hatred of killing my father must be avenged!”

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed at her: “You are a woman, and weapons on the battlefield have no eyes. I have no energy to protect you.”

Ma shi also knew that she would be a hindrance on the battlefield. Since childhood, it was not wielding swords that she had studied, and she had no strength. She couldn’t even lift a sword. She gritted her teeth and said, “Then I will be in the camp, waiting for General’s triumphant return, I only hope General will not kill Sun Deya immediately.”

“At least let me watch him die.” Ma shi stared at Zhu Yuanzhang, her eyes reddened.

Zhu Yuanzhang personally helped her up and said earnestly, “I answer you.”

Ma shi revealed a teary but joyful smile.

She was clearly not a beauty, but Zhu Yuanzhang was suddenly struck into a daze, and he didn’t recover until Ma shi exited the tent.

Really…..

How strange.

Sun Deya, who was immobile in bed, could only move his eyes, breathe through his nose, and open and close his mouth but could not speak.

He had truly become a true cripple.

His officials have not come to see him for a long time.

Even the palace maids and eunuchs treated him more and more perfunctorily.

Because he couldn’t speak, even if the palace maids and eunuchs treated him rudely, he couldn’t tell anyone.

He felt that his whole body emitted a rancid smell.

He wondered who was holding the court now.

No one came to tell him.

Not only was he paralyzed and unable to speak, he was also deaf.

Even if he could hear, he could not receive any news.

He wondered what was going on outside.

Every day passed meaninglessly.

At the beginning, he was very angry, he didn’t believe that he would become a cripple.

Later, he was still angry, but he couldn’t express it. Over time, his illness became more and more serious.

The palace maids and eunuchs were also reluctant to approach him.

He could hear the palace maid whispering as she wiped him, “It smells so bad.”

Kill her!

Someone! Drag her out and chop off her head!

Beat her to death!

Turn her into a human swine!

But he couldn’t utter a word, he could only listen to the palace maid continue to say: “If I knew I would be serving a cripple who doesn’t even know how to shit and pee on his own, I wouldn’t have entered the palace.”

A cripple who doesn’t even know how to shit and pee on his own…..

Sun Deya wished he was dead at this moment!

Why didn’t he die when he had an attack? And instead live in such humiliation.

A paralyzing stroke, even if Bian Que was alive, he might not be able to cure such a terminal illness. (TN: Bian Que=Warring States physician known for his medical skills)

He wanted to die.

But when he thought of his empire, he didn’t want to die.

Maybe it could be cured?

There were so many capable people in the world, as long as he could find a Daoist priest with cultivation, maybe he would be able to recover after swallowing a pill?

But the more beautiful his daydreams, the more anxious and suffering he was.

Because he couldn’t say those words to anyone.

Slowly, Sun Deya stopped thinking.

What he saw every day when he opened his eyes was the bed canopy, and then the maid would feed him. He could only eat liquids, solids were unable to be ingested

At the beginning, there were all kinds of meat porridge, and sugar or other things were added. Later, there was no meat and no sugar, and only white porridge was left.

His empress and concubines would come to see him at first.

Later, they didn’t come anymore. They were busy currying favor with officials and pushing their son to become the next emperor.

Everyone thought he was dead, even if he was still lying here.

The palace maids and eunuchs would sometimes hide in his bedroom, slacking off from work under the guise of serving him.

And then they would even gossip in front of him.

He remembered that some palace maids and eunuchs were caught in affairs in the palace before, and he even mocked them, saying that these things without roots actually wanted to play with women as well.

And now he lay in bed immobile.

The eunuch who was ridiculed by him was now embracing the palace maid he had once slept with.

They were even laying beside him!

The eunuch also said: “Come, my beloved concubine, call me Your Majesty.”

The palace maid giggled and said, “Your Majesty.”

Sun Deya closed his eyes tightly.

The sounds of pleasure were right next to his ear.

At this moment, there was a huge explosion and a terrifying sound came from outside.

The palace maid and the eunuch hurriedly got out of bed and dressed. The eunuch opened the window of the bedroom and looked into the distance. The city wall was on fire!

Someone was attacking the city!

He said to the palace maid, “Quick! Let’s go!”

The palace maid was so frightened she nearly fainted, “Where?”

The eunuch said, “Let’s escape and go to a safe place.”

The maid wanted to ask where the safe place was.

But looking at the eunuch’s firm eyes, she stretched out her hand.

Before leaving, she turned her head to take a last look at Sun Deya lying on the bed.

The man who once took her in bed.

The man who used to frighten and disgust her.

“Bah!”

The palace maid turned her head and ran away.

Sun Deya didn’t know how long he had waited, but only knew that when he opened his eyes again, what he saw was not the bed canopy that he saw every day before. He could feel himself lying on the rough ground under him.

Then a face appeared in his field of vision.

It was a woman’s face.

Ma shi was also looking at Sun Deya.

But the strange thing was, the moment she saw Sun Deya, her hatred slowly receded.

She recalled the first time she saw Sun Deya.

It was Sun Deya who came to see her adoptive father, and she met him by chance.

At that time, she didn’t know that she and this honest looking man would become enemies.

She didn’t know that she could hate someone so much.

And now she looked into Sun Deya’s eyes and knew that Sun Deya didn’t recognize her anymore.

That’s right, they have only met twice in total.

Perhaps in Sun Deya’s heart, she had no value worthy of his memory.

“My surname is Ma, and I’m Guo Zixing’s goddaughter.” Ma shi held a dagger that Zhu Yuanzhang gave her and inserted it deeply into Sun Deya’s chest.

“When reincarnated in the next life, if you want revenge, come and find me.”

Sun Deya didn’t remember who this woman was even up to the moment of his death.

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He killed too many people, too many to count.

Whose wife was this? Whose daughter? He really couldn’t remember.

At the moment of dying, Sun Deya’s mind went blank.

When the dagger pierced his flesh and blood, only then did he feel that “I’m alive”.

And also feel pain.

He should have died long ago…..

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