The new historian, trembling, record history:

[Two years of imperial power: Emperor's right to ask Qin Tian Jian: ‘He died by day’]

[Anyone who responds to the end of the year, it will be beheaded!]

[A smart person, respond:

‘Emperor’ s death of the minister dies, what will the minister die! ’]

[Emperor's power laughed, rewarded the clever people with gold and silver jewelry ten baskets!]

The historian cried while recording.

because:

His hard bones in his heart: Members of Qin Tian, ​​who were actually the king's right, interrupted the backbone, and completely became the emperor's dog.

"Fortunately, there is a vein of my historian, insisting on justice, and maintaining the original heart."

"My historian has a pulse, and will never please the emperor."

at this time:

Wang Quan pointed to the corpse on the ground, and asked the historian:

"Historian, how do you record this?"

Tick!

Tick!

Historian, sweating on his forehead.

He wanted to righteous words and showed himself to the king's king.

However, he accidentally saw a few apprentices, and he was staring at him in a strange way.

Historian quickly said:

"Your Majesty, the slave records it like this:"

[In the spring of the emperor in the spring of the second year, Qin Tian's supervisor was rebellious, the emperor's power was furious, a scolding, anti -thief ashamed, suicide and killing.]

Wang Quan laughed:

"You person, interesting."

The historian nodded, and the waist: "It's all cultivated by His Majesty."

Wang Quan contemplated for a moment: "History, you can record it, you can't travel."

"Follow!"

The historian is confused.

He figured out that he didn't penetrate the king's power.

Therefore, write two history.

"The emperor wants to see that one, I will provide that portrayal!"

The historian is beautiful.

His apprentices sighed secretly:

"Why does the historian also have soft bones?"

Qin Tianjian, thoroughly voted for the kingship.

The high -level public princes are also afraid of the king's rights.

Only against the heavenly alliance, the more and more worship of the kingship.

"Emperor's power, from ancient times to the present, the first emperor."

People who are against the Sky League, under the guidance of the king's rights, improve the future of ordinary people.

Emperor's:

Although the disaster continues.

but:

Ordinary people can barely live with the assistance of losing their lives.

Among them, they are smart, read literacy, and serve as management.

I am ignorant, hard -working, and you can eat and drink.

Everything is developing towards a good form.

However:

The situation in the imperial capital is getting worse.

No one is farming.

No food.

Noble people die more and more.

At this time, the flower -like emperor's capital became the most scary place in the world.

"God, why don't you save us?"

Under the night:

Some nobles cry in the flower garden.

The home is interrupted.

He doesn't know what to do.

Therefore, he can only pray for the help of heaven.

Such a scene happened in all corners of the emperor's capital.

Not long:

The emperor's population, one -third less.

The remaining nobles, even if they are the Gongqing level, the food in the family is about to eat.

They knelt outside the palace, asking for kingship to give it to the road.

The kingship is silent.

Emperor power three years:

Only one -third of the emperor's population is left.

Many nobles lying on the ground and waiting for death.

This day:

Wang Quan curious to ask them:

"Since you are starving to death, why not go to plant land?"

Noble people are emotional:

"His Majesty, we are noble, and we have an extraordinary origin. How can we do this kind of thing?"

Wang Quan haha ​​smiled.

Don't bother to ignore them.

After March:

The emperor is the population, and there are only 100,000 left.

In the end, Youzhong couldn't hold it.

They received the grains, reclaimed the fields, and started farming.

Emperor's bustling.

The earth is fertile.

Sprinkle a seed, and in just a few days, you can produce food.

Gong Qing, who cultivates land, finally eats full meals.

At this moment:

The Gongshan wept very much.

Not long:

All the nobles of the emperor, unplug the flower garden, plant food.

One time:

I was full of drinking and drinking, and I never starved to death again.
To be continued...