Chuan Qi

She hurriedly let go and explained: "He didn't struggle, we are you and I wish..."

Murong Jiu was stunned, Murong Qi and the others were stunned. After a long while, Murong Qi couldn't help but laugh first.

Suzhen took another bite on her head. She looked at Murong Liu, daring not to speak, her future was still in his hands.

Murong Liu ignored her, only looked up at the high platform.

You Feng sent the fragrance from him to Suzhen's nose.

Suzhen was in a daze, and she suddenly understood why she felt that he was similar to Li Gongzi, not the same, but the feeling on her body-the thorns of winter, not moving like loose.

Ah, I think of Li Zhaoting again.

However, seeing someone a little bit like him, she became obsessed with it. If he was willing to give her three cups and two smiles, wouldn't she want to smash and hit the spring and autumn time?

She didn't dare to think any more, and hurried to look at the high platform, there were dozens of silver objects thrown.

Is it a silver ingot?

One is hitting her foot.

"These are for you, hurry up! In my big Wei, no one disdains such small money. There are still beggars in the grand capital of Zhou."

On the high platform, a voice of irony came.

Suzhen was startled, and saw several men and women in ragged clothes jumping out of the crowd, leaning over to pick up things on the ground.

Yes, nearby homeless people and beggars came after hearing the news. A few steps away, there were many old and weak beggars greedily staring at the oily grains on the stage, but they were afraid to move forward because of their weakness. Rob with the strong.

Although the power of the Great Zhou Dynasty was not weak, it was not a major agricultural country, and the previous generations of monarchs left behind some bad governance. The problem of food and clothing has not been completely resolved.

Suzhen sank, grinds her teeth slightly, and looks on the stage.

I saw a man in his 30s and 40s who was speaking, standing in front of the businessmen on the stage, looking like the leader.

This person is very good-looking, strong and tall, but the contempt under his eyes and the sullen smile at the corners of his mouth make people look panicked.

Several businessmen behind him stepped forward and smiled.

"Yun Na Wei Manzi, who wants your stinky money!" Someone shouted at him in the crowd.

The leader chuckled, "Barbarian? What I show here is the best rice. The ordinary rations that are not sold to you on weekdays are bought by your senior officials and nobles. You used to buy something to go home to try. You are not ashamed, well, tonight, no one wants to buy rice from me with Dazhou gold and silver. You want to buy it, and I will not sell it!"

As he said, his eyes moved, and he raised his hand to throw a handful of silver ingots down the stage.

The crowd was booing again, and several civilian men rushed to beggars to pick up silver.

"Look, this man is really abomination, omen..."

Suzhen said, holding her hand to the side, and when the faint scent overflowed into her nose, she was shocked and pressed the word "Ting" back to the tip of her tongue. She actually forgot that Murong Liu was next to her.

The paw on his sleeve was about to withdraw, but his hand suddenly tightened.

Is Murong Liu angry? The thin callus on his palm tossed her hand slightly. His hand is different from Zhaoting's. Zhaoting is gentle, but he holds her slightly hot and painful-Suzhen is frightened and her face is hot, she wants to break away, but dare not.

She quietly looked at Murong Liu, the two of them clenched their sleeves, but Murong Liu still did not look at her, only squinted at the high platform, his eyes were like an ancient well, calmly still.

"Put the silver you picked back to the original place, and I will give it back to you at a double."

Suddenly, a loud female voice came from not far away. Following this, a group of several people came out from the crowd.