Chapter 16 Qian Renhan and the common people are suffering
“Okay brother.” Qian Renxue said seriously: “Dad, I want a nine hundred year old soul ring!”
Qianxun sighed. The tone was, "Okay."
It was another round of repetition, Qian Renxue crossed her legs and absorbed the top-notch light-attributed soul ring that was in its early nine hundred years.
Qian Xunji stared at Qian Renxue, and with a small part of his energy, he asked: "Xiaohan, how many years do you plan to choose your second soul ring?"
Qian Renhan He replied: "I don't know how strong I am now. I have to find a helper to fight to determine the next soul ring. I think my father brought me and Xiaoxue out not only to see the living conditions of the people in the mainland, right?"
"You are still so smart." Qian Xunji nodded slightly, how could it be possible to practice only with the eyes, without fighting, to show off the new generation of geniuses of the Qianjia in Wuhun Palace, and to show off the majesty of Wuhun Palace,
A flash of light flashed in Qianxunji's eyes, and he calculated that the time should be almost there.
At this moment, in the main hall of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, an old man with white hair is sitting on the throne, and he is the current sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, Yu Longchen and Yu Yuanzhen Daddy.
"Seven days later, the younger generation will compete. Father, will we accept Qian Xunji's challenge letter?" asked Yu Yuanzhen on the side. He is now 49 years old and died in battle at the age of 75. Now He has not yet broken through the Title Douluo.
Yu Longchen snorted coldly, his old tone revealing infinite domineering, "Qianxunji wants to step on the head of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect to make Wuhun Palace famous. This is simply a delusion!"
"Continue, Of course we have to accept it, we are dragons, blue electric tyrannosaurs, and dragons don’t have the word “submit”! Pride, blood boils.
"Yuan Zhen, father can't hold on much longer. You have to break through the Titled Douluo as soon as possible, otherwise the positions of the three upper sects of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect will be in jeopardy." Yu Longchen sighed lightly, withered. A big hand patted Yu Yuanzhen's shoulder.
"My father, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, will inherit the name of Thunder Douluo." Yu Yuanzhen looked at Yu Yuanzhen who was no longer young and was getting old, with a faint aura of death on his body. Yuan Chen's eyes couldn't help but become moist.
The second day, Baroque Kingdom, Fasino Province, Soto City.
At dawn, the scorching sun has not yet risen. In the streets and alleys of Soto City, a simple farmer who came from outside the city is walking, carrying a pole with fresh vegetables and fruits in it. When they got to the vacant stall, they all started to prepare. They were all sweating profusely, breathing heavily, and were very tired.
There is no such thing as buying a stall in Soto City. Farmers can only rely on arriving early to occupy the stalls. The more crowded the stalls, the higher the possibility of making money. Therefore, these farmers can be said to get up earlier than chickens. , they have to get up before dawn and rush here, even if it may be dangerous to walk in the dark, they must come because of life.
On the top of a taller building, Qian Xunji, Qian Renhan and Qian Renxue stood on both sides. The three of them quietly watched the farmers running around, with snake spears and agouti hiding. Guard all around.
A look of pity appeared in Qian Renxue's eyes. After obtaining the soul ring yesterday, Qian Xunji took the two of them to visit a small village in the countryside and get something to eat. Most of the places they live in are thatched houses, and the better ones are houses made of wood and earth. The main dish they eat is blue and silver grass roots, and there is almost no meat.
Qian Renxue, who lived in the splendid worship hall and ate delicacies all day long, had never seen this before. She even asked Snake Spear Douluo to secretly exchange a gold soul coin for a piece of cooked bluesilver grass and put it in her mouth. As a result, she bit it. I almost vomited.
Qian Renxue pulled Qian Xunji's sleeve and asked: "Dad, these people work so hard for their lives, why are they still living so hard?"
Qian Xunji was indifferent. He said: "You will know if you look down." Half an hour later, the sun slowly rose and its light enveloped the earth. Outside Soto City, two groups of trained soldiers wearing armor and holding spears came slowly, and In the center of the front of the two pairs of soldiers was a tall, handsome young man who looked to be in his twenties, wearing a luxurious robe with gold rims, and walked over. Behind the young man was a group of soldiers wearing armor.
In just a moment, the young man in robes led the soldiers to the center of the street vendors, looked at the fresh vegetables and fruits, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Prince Luo Deli." When the farmers looked at the handsome young man, their bodies trembled unconsciously, and fear appeared in their eyes.
Luo Deli clapped his hands, with the most standard aristocratic smile appearing on the corner of his mouth, and said: "All officers and men listen to the order and buy all these fruits and vegetables."
With one order, everyone Soldiers were dispatched and came to various stalls. They said they were buying, but in fact they were just robbing. Some barely threw a few copper soul coins to show off, and some just kicked the stall owner away and took him away directly.
For a time, all the stall owners in the streets and alleys were wailing and praying.
Qian Renhan looked at this scene and murmured in his heart: "It is exactly the same as Shrek Zhao Wuji described the style of the nobles of the Baroque Kingdom."
"Dad, Dad, can we help them? They are so pitiful." Qian Renxue pulled Qian Xunji's sleeves, tears appeared in the corners of her eyes. These fruits and vegetables were obtained by farmers' hard work. If they were just like this, Taking away the Baroque Kingdom, it is completely foreseeable how difficult the life of these farmers will be in the future, and some may even starve to death.
Qianxunji sighed, shook his head and said: "No, Xiaoxue, the purpose of our Wuhun Palace is to bring peace to the mainland. If it is stopped, the relationship between Wuhun Palace and the Baroque Kingdom will deteriorate. Once there is a break-up, Get up, that will become the fuse of the mainland war. We finally got Tiandou and Xingluo to have a truce. If the two empires start a war again, how many people will die? "
Warm reminder: The person who wanted to break out a war and unify the continent was Bibi Dong. Qian Daoliu didn't have this idea. He was pulled into a chariot from behind. The original description of Qian Xunji was too little and unclear.
At this moment, Qian Xunji turned around and saw Qian Renhan's eyes that were still calm without any emotion at all, and couldn't help but ask: "Xiaohan, what do you think?"
“You are a cheap person who deserves to be enslaved and not worthy of pity.” Qian Renhan responded indifferently, and then said: “Father, Xiaoxue, what you see may be that these people are being squeezed, helpless, and pitiful. But I saw something else."
"The eyes of these oppressed people reveal pain, sadness, and despair, but there is no anger or hatred." A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of Qian Renhan's mouth. He said indifferently: "This also means that these common people are used to being squeezed. They have basically become accustomed to it. They think it is natural for the nobles to squeeze them. In this case, why should I sympathize."
"Xiaohan, what are you doing? You can have such an idea!"
Qian Xunji asked angrily. Six years after his birth, Qian Renhan had no respect for his father, and even awakened the fallen angel spirit. He can tolerate it and treat him like Qian Renxue, but if Qian Renhan has this kind of mentality towards the suffering people in the world, he can't tolerate it at all. This is not only the opposite of the martial soul and the angel clan, but also his thoughts and ideas. Going against the Angel Clan, his son was completely alien to the Angel Clan in terms of his martial spirit and thoughts.
“This is my truest opinion. A group of unqualified people who have been kneeling for a long time, do not know how to resist, do not know how to stand up, and have no thoughts of resistance in their hearts, deserve to be squeezed, deserve to starve to death, deserve to be They are called untouchables, just like the people from the Li clan who naturally think that they are like Tang Hao and are slaves like dogs."
Qian Renhan still responded like this, expressing his truest opinion.
PS: I think I have written it clearly enough. Douluo people are like nobles putting knives on their necks for no reason. They also think that it is natural for the nobles to kill them. Resistance is treason. They only hope that the nobles will be merciful. This is true to the bottom of their hearts. Slavish, born to think of themselves as inferior.
(End of this chapter)