The evil woman travels through the book and saves the sinners in the famine year

"Wan'er, how can you say that about your father? What's wrong with him? It's all the fault of these traitors."

Li yelled hysterically, as if every word required all his strength to utter.

She bit her lower lip hard, trying to suppress the sadness surging in her heart, but blood stained the corners of her mouth, making her face even paler.

Her heart was filled with despair, and she looked at her children with pleading eyes, trying to persuade them not to be cowards.

"Mom, if Dad hadn't done anything wrong, they wouldn't have killed us." Wan'er defended in a low voice.

There was a glint of fear in her eyes, and she was frightened to the point of losing her mind by this sudden change.

The youngest daughter of Li's eldest son clutched the corner of her mother's clothes tightly, her whole body trembling, her lips trembling slightly, but she could not speak.

His eldest son had a sad look on his face and a look of helplessness in his eyes. His parents were the biggest pillars of the family.

Now his father died with his eyes open, and his mother was almost paralyzed by the sudden bad news.

"Sir, please let my mother, my wife, and my children go. My father and I will bear all the sins."

His voice was filled with endless pleading and sorrow as he asked for mercy from Gongxi Leqing and his group.

“When my father first came to Liangzhou, the people here were very poor but they lived in harmony and lived a peaceful life.

My father also thought about taking good care of the people of Liangzhou. At first, he would listen carefully to the voice of every citizen.

Visit the market often, ask the old tea drinkers in the shops, or chat with the farmers in the fields about this year's harvest.

His hands also gently stroked the rough hands of the people, and his eyes flashed with promise and warmth for the future.

There was no drought in Liangzhou at that time, nor the difficulties that would follow, but it did not seem so vibrant because of my father's care.

The apricot trees on both sides of the street are in full bloom in the spring sunshine, and the petals fall like snow, just like my father's care for the people.

However, his efforts did not yield much reward, as the land here was barren and could not produce high-yield crops.

As time went by, my father's patience was slowly exhausted, and the appearance of Liangzhou did not change much.

The love and care he once had were gradually replaced by indifference and alienation, and my father began to become obsessed with beauty.

Gradually, he was blinded by the flattery and conspiracy of those around him, and his ears were no longer filled with the voices of the people.

Rather, it was the whispers of power and the lure of money that gradually devoured the father who once cared about people's livelihoods and valued farmland.

As the former prefect's eldest son Yue said this, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed. Deep down, he felt that his father was wrong to close the city gate.

Liangzhou, which was not prosperous to begin with, suffered a drought that had not been seen in a thousand years, and the fragrance of apricot blossoms that once wafted in the air disappeared.

Instead, there was heavy sorrow and helplessness. The people fled everywhere, their faces filled with sorrow and their eyes filled with despair.

The fate of the people of Liangzhou was like fallen leaves in the wind, swaying unsteadily, just like his father's decision, gone with the wind.

This place, once cared for by his father, was destroyed by drought.

Even if the city gates were opened at that time, countless families would be broken up. It was only a matter of time.

Because the well water in the city will also be drunk dry by the refugees who swarm in.

But his father's decision to close the city gates and not care about the lives of the refugees fleeing famine outside the city was a wrong one.

As an official appointed by the court, he must set an example and lead the people through the difficulties together. Even if he loses his life, his name will go down in history.

Although his father was also feeling bad, he could only live a life of drunkenness and dreams every day to numb the torment in his heart.

But his actions were not upright, because the drought had lasted for a long time and there was no water source, so many people died of thirst.

Wrong is wrong, even if his father is dead, he cannot get the forgiveness of the refugees.

When he saw his father's face with his eyes open, he couldn't say anything bad.

It was as if he was imprisoned by some invisible force and unable to break free. He could only talk about the meager contribution he had made back then, attempting to use it to exchange for the lives of his mother, wife and children.

Gongxi Leqing looked at the prefect's eldest son without saying a word. He thought this man would be like his sister and put all the blame on his father.

But he wanted to use his life to atone for his father's sins, and now Leng Zhou just needs manpower.

"You've said so much, isn't it just to make us have pity on them and keep them? I'll keep five of them for your sake."

As soon as Gongxi Leqing finished speaking, he heard several sharp and piercing shouts: "Brother, you said to leave me here."

"My dear husband, please leave mother and our child behind. I am willing to go to hell with you."

"Son, tell the adults to leave your wife and children behind. I am old now, and I will go to the underworld with your father."

The noise here scared the young children so much that they huddled together and dared not say a word.

At this moment, a small hand gently pulled the corner of a child's clothes. The little guy raised his head and saw the face next to him that was as childish as his own.

"Brother... can you accompany me to find mother? I'm scared... wuwuwu..."

The other two little ones heard their sister crying and chimed in, "Well... I... I also want to go to Daddy and Mommy..."

Although they were young, they knew that if no one took them away from here today, they might die.

Because just now, many people in their mansion were arrested and many people were injured.

The smell of blood in the hall in front filled their noses, making them very scared.

However, the eight-year-old eldest brother shook his head and refused with a firm look in his eyes: "I'm sorry, brothers and sisters, I have to stay here to protect you."

The three little guys were stunned. They had never imagined that their big brother, who was usually gentle and reliable, would look at them so fiercely.

And he refused to take them away from here to find their father and mother. What happened to the eldest brother?

The little girl couldn't help but ask, "Brother...why can't we go? Are we supposed to wait here for our parents to come pick us up?"

The eight-year-old boy sighed and said earnestly, "Brother and sister, Daddy said that if we go out, we might die."

The three little guys immediately understood that the people outside wanted to kill them, so they definitely couldn't go out!

At this moment, the door was opened and the children's mother's gentle voice sounded: "Children, come out!"

"Mom, is Daddy dead?" asked the eight-year-old boy with red eyes.

"No, these people are all good people." The mother did not tell the children that their aunt was beaten to death!

Gongxi Leqing still wanted to save the prefect's daughter's life, but Li Ang hated selfish people the most.

Seeing her chattering about wanting to live, even saying she was willing to push her mother out in exchange, he was so angry that he slapped her to death.