"What's wrong?" Murong Xitian gave her the memorial and stopped reading the other memorials, but stared at her.
He wanted to see how she would react after reading the memorial.
In fact, that memorial was just an ordinary memorial that listed local conditions. The content did not involve the forces on his side, nor did it involve Xia Qingtian.
However, he did not expect that her expression would change emotionally because of such a memorial that had nothing to do with her.
Even, he seemed very angry.
"I'm so angry!" Xia Ziluo suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped the wooden case with all his strength, "A bunch of pig heads! Just open your mouth and tell the court to send troops to destroy the bandits who are robbing the official grain. Why don't they know that if the common people have food and drink?
, Who would risk their lives to grab grain? And these officials must not have done anything for the people, so they knew about corruption. Otherwise, if the people had enough to eat and drink, who would be so good as to rob the official grain?"
Is she actually angry about this?
Murong Xitian looked at her in disbelief, feeling that the person in front of him was more and more unfamiliar.
She has brought him too many surprises in recent days, and this time it was even more shocking. The bully princess could actually say these words?
You know, her behavior is no different from those of those gangsters on weekdays.
No, she is more ruthless and cruel.
"It seems that you have your own ideas? Tell me how to deal with this memorial." Murong Xitian looked at her with a strange light in his eyes.
When Xia Ziluo talked about this, his face shone: "This is so simple to deal with. Everyone knows that in prosperous times, people have no worries about food and clothing, and naturally everything is peaceful. By the same token, if these bandits have homes to shelter from the wind,
With rain and no worries about food and clothing, people will naturally become good people."
"If you have food and clothing, you won't grab it? How easy it is to grab it, just reach out and ask for whatever you want?" Murong Xitian deliberately played the opposite tune and continued the conversation.
"No way! Think about it, on the one hand, you and your parents, wife and children are guarding the home and the land, living a stable life although it may be a little poor; on the other hand, you are struggling to make a living on a knife's edge, and you will lose your life at any time.
I can no longer see my parents and relatives... Suppose you were a bandit and I were asked to choose, which life would you choose?" Xia Ziluo's overly hot gaze paused on the social triangular area of his face.
Looking at him like this, she won't feel embarrassed, nor will she blush because of her infatuation.
"Hypothetical question, no need to answer." He is not a bandit, so he doesn't have to choose.
But if he just chooses life, it's not that he doesn't have to choose, it's that he has no choice.
Everyone in the country has Xia Qingtian, a thief, who is worried about him; he can't even decide who to marry for his own family. All he can choose is to sacrifice his family to save everyone.
However, if he had a choice, he thought he would like to live the life of idle clouds and wild cranes.
Go to Mount Tai to watch the sunrise, go to the Yellow River to watch the sunset... and travel around the mountains and rivers with his most beloved woman, give birth to one pair of children after another, and live happily together. It is best when the four generations live together under one roof...
Xia Ziluo raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing this and pouted: "You are so rigid. What's so hard to answer about your hypothetical question?"
"If it were you, what kind of life would you like?" Murong Xi did not answer, but asked her, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.
"Me?" Xia Ziluo pointed to himself in surprise.
(Off-topic: Thank you all for your support. I asked for votes yesterday, but I didn’t expect the votes to increase rapidly. Thank you so much, I can only work hard to write articles in return. Bow, please continue to support me, your support is my writing
Motivation.) "What's wrong?" Murong Xitian gave her the memorial and stopped reading other memorials, but stared at her.
He wanted to see how she would react after reading the memorial.
In fact, that memorial was just an ordinary memorial that listed local conditions. The content did not involve the forces on his side, nor did it involve Xia Qingtian.
However, he did not expect that her expression would change emotionally because of such a memorial that had nothing to do with her.
Even, he seemed very angry.
"I'm so angry!" Xia Ziluo suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped the wooden case with all his strength, "A bunch of pig heads! Just open your mouth and tell the court to send troops to destroy the bandits who are robbing the official grain. Why don't they know that if the common people have food and drink?
, Who would risk their lives to grab grain? And these officials must not have done anything for the people, so they knew about corruption. Otherwise, if the people had enough to eat and drink, who would be so good as to rob the official grain?"
Is she actually angry about this?
Murong Xitian looked at her in disbelief, feeling that the person in front of him was more and more unfamiliar.
She has brought him too many surprises in recent days, and this time it was even more shocking. The bully princess could actually say these words?
You know, her behavior is no different from those of those gangsters on weekdays.
No, she is more ruthless and cruel.
"It seems that you have your own ideas? Tell me how to deal with this memorial." Murong Xitian looked at her with a strange light in his eyes.
When Xia Ziluo talked about this, his face shone: "This is so simple to deal with. Everyone knows that in prosperous times, people have no worries about food and clothing, and naturally everything is peaceful. By the same token, if these bandits have homes to shelter from the wind,
With rain and no worries about food and clothing, people will naturally become good people."
"If you have food and clothing, you won't grab it? How easy it is to grab it, just reach out and ask for whatever you want?" Murong Xitian deliberately played the opposite tune and continued the conversation.
"No way! Think about it, on the one hand, you and your parents, wife and children are guarding the home and the land, living a stable life although it may be a little poor; on the other hand, you are struggling to make a living on a knife's edge, and you will lose your life at any time.
I can no longer see my parents and relatives... Suppose you were a bandit and I were asked to choose, which life would you choose?" Xia Ziluo's overly hot gaze paused on the social triangular area of his face.
Looking at him like this, she won't feel embarrassed, nor will she blush because of her infatuation.
"Hypothetical question, no need to answer." He is not a bandit, so he doesn't have to choose.
But if he just chooses life, it's not that he doesn't have to choose, it's that he has no choice.
Everyone in the country has Xia Qingtian, a thief, who is worried about him; he can't even decide who to marry for his own family. All he can choose is to sacrifice his family to save everyone.
However, if he had a choice, he thought he would like to live the life of idle clouds and wild cranes.
Go to Mount Tai to watch the sunrise, go to the Yellow River to watch the sunset... and travel around the mountains and rivers with his most beloved woman, give birth to one pair of children after another, and live happily together. It is best when the four generations live together under one roof...
Xia Ziluo raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing this and pouted: "You are so rigid. What's so hard to answer about your hypothetical question?"
"If it were you, what kind of life would you like?" Murong Xi did not answer, but asked her, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.
"Me?" Xia Ziluo pointed to himself in surprise.
(Off-topic: Thank you all for your support. I asked for votes yesterday, but I didn’t expect the votes to increase rapidly. Thank you so much, I can only work hard to write articles in return. Bow, please continue to support me, your support is my writing
