Empress: Your Majesty, please respect yourself, I don't want to be promoted

Su Shuang and Zhang Shiping bit their bullets and rushed forward with a group of people who were still digging the ground in the Wei Dynasty of Yuzhou.

Lu Chen turned around and looked at Fu Yu who was beside him.

"Commander Fu, please stop the mountain torrent."

"Um."

Fu Ye nodded, and then abruptly raised the long sword in her hand.

But he saw that the long sword was dark red all over, and the sword was covered with densely packed golden inscriptions the size of mosquitoes and ants.

The next second, with the incomparably powerful spiritual power pouring into Fu Yu's body, the blade of the sword began to tremble crazily, and then in a soft cry that resembled a dragon's chant, the countless golden inscriptions on it seemed to come to life, constantly It floated up, forming streamers of light, floating around the sword body.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Yu's eyes froze suddenly, and he muttered something.

Following her movements, the stream of light formed by those inscriptions flew towards the constantly trembling hill in the distance, covering the missing mountain surface in an instant.

At the same time, a magic circle exuding milky white light gradually formed under Fu Ye's feet.

"Spirit of the Earth, Five Sacred Mountains are here!"

Swish!

The long sword plunged into the eye of the formation under his feet, and in an instant, the formation was full of light, and a beam of light shot up into the sky, straight into the sky.

Rumble! !

There was a sudden muffled sound from the mountain in the distance, but stone pillars suddenly appeared under the originally uneven fracture surface of the mountain pass, and the stone pillars continued to spread upwards, and then filled the gap in the mountain like a fence.

With the full deployment of the technique, the trembling gap in the mountain finally stopped.

After doing all this, a look of lethargy quietly flashed across Fu Ye's face, and a thin layer of sweat gradually leaked out of her fair skin.

Obviously, it is not easy for her, a genius with both spiritual and martial arts, to cast such a wide range of spells.

"Your Excellency, please remember."

She maintained the posture of standing on the sword, and while continuously pouring the spiritual power in her body into the long sword, she said softly to Lu Chen: "This technique consumes a lot, and it can only last for a quarter of an hour at most, so I will soon support it." When you can’t stop, no matter whether you have rescued all the people or not, you must leave there as soon as possible, Governor.”

Hearing this, Lu Chen nodded silently.

"Well, I remember."

After that, he turned around and prepared to go.

And the moment she turned around, Fu Yu suddenly looked at Fang Yu and the others at the side, and winked at them.

Fang Yu and the others understood, nodded towards Fu Wei, and gave her a reassuring look.

"drive!"

Lu Chen clamped the horse's belly and drove the horse forward at a gallop.

Soon, he came to the area ravaged by mudslides.

Hundreds of skinny and ragged civilians are constantly digging the soil with blood-red eyes. Even though their hands are scarred and covered with dark red blood mixed with mud all over their palms, even if their nails are overwhelmed and turned upside down, the piercing pain is still there. Can't stop them half a point.

They are like soulless robots, repeating their movements mechanically and numbly.

It was obviously a weak body that could be blown down by a gust of wind, but the strength came from nowhere, and it dug out big holes one after another.

However, pointless.

They simply cannot tell where their loved ones are buried or if they are still alive.

But regardless of life or death, they must find their loved ones.

This world also pays attention to one's burial, even if the relatives are dead, they still have to bury their dead bodies.

Lu Chen, who was walking towards Su Shuang and Zhang Shiping, who were organizing their staff to carry out the rescue, looked at the skinny and skinny people around him, looked around at their hollow and numb eyes, and felt uncomfortable in his heart. taste.

This is the first time he has really come into contact with the people outside the capital after traveling to this world.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that no matter how hard the people are in the most benevolent place like the capital, as long as the court is still functioning normally, they can at least manage to live like human beings, but outside the capital, even Sui and Yu Er In a directly-governed prefecture like Zhuzhou, the people at the bottom are very likely to lose their lives.

They live, they just live.

Perhaps even life itself is a luxury.

Before Lu Chen crossed over, despite all kinds of unsatisfactory life, his once passable personality was also reflected in the various intrigues, scheming, and depression in the workplace, as well as the various short videos of human sobriety and magical reality in the information explosion era , was gradually forgotten.

However, that is still life after all, so there is no need to bother about basic survival, at worst, life as a Sanhe god.

But now, seeing the people in front of me who are many times more difficult than the impoverished mountainous areas, struggling at the lowest level of survival, seeing their bodies that seem to have only skin and bones, seeing that even the three-inch pudding on their bodies is especially magnanimous Lu Chen only felt as if there was something that had been forgotten, and it gradually came to his mind.

He finally moved his heart of compassion.

After a while, he slowly looked back.

"Fang Yu."

"The end will be here."

Lu Chen looked at the unbelievably handsome young Xuanjiwei who looked a bit like Azu, and asked in a deep voice:

"Are most of the people in the world like this?"

It suddenly occurred to him that when the predecessor was young, it was the time when the first emperor was making great efforts to govern and rejuvenate the Great Xia. Although life was difficult, he could still eat.

After the Empress Dowager Zhao came to power, Xia Yan came to Yongchuan who was dedicated to serving the people, so his life didn't change much, and then he was admitted to the Zongmen smoothly, and finally became a scholar in high school and entered an official career.

However, how many Xiayans are there in the world?

In the ancient world of high martial arts where there is no Confucianism, no people are more important than the emperor, no thought that "water can carry a boat and overturn it", there is only the ancient world of high martial arts where "the emperor and the monks share the world", when the ruler is the tyrannical master, at this time The low-level people in Yuzhou seem to be a certain kind of norm.

Hearing this, Fang Yu didn't know what to think of, and clenched his fists inexplicably.

He raised his head and met Lu Chen's eyes.

"Although it is not a majority, it is also a minority."

"Is that so..."

"Yes, my lord governor."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Lu Chen nodded slightly, then turned his head, and looked again at those ordinary people who somehow walked along the extremely rugged road in such bad weather.

"If there is no particularly good opportunity, then... a little... do something."

After a while, he raised his head inexplicably, and looked at the drowsy sky in the heavy rain through Fang Yu's aura shield opened for him.

"Besides, this is also the safest way to become immortal."

In a trance, he gradually realized that although his purpose and the interests of the people were not in line, they were quite compatible.

After all, he needs a reason that can stably circumvent system restrictions, no matter what he does with his official position, it must conform to his predecessor's temperament, and allow him to die reasonably.

And the people struggling at the bottom of the Gaowu Dynasty fully met all the conditions.

"A win-win situation..."

He whispered words that only he could hear.

"Since that's the case, when there is no chance of being dismissed from office, let's use this body of seeking death to do something for the world as much as possible."

He wasn't sure if it was sincere, or a way to seek immortality.

Even he himself can't understand his own heart at this moment.

But this is not important.

Just like Xia Yan, even if he really took bribes, the people of Yongchuan would still benefit and become a little light under the dark rule of Queen Mother Zhao.

With this in mind, Lu Chen no longer struggled.

After a while, he slowly withdrew his gaze, and there was a hint of depth quietly in his rather narrow pupils.

At the same time, even though the settlement cycle of the system with almost no sense of existence has yet to be reached, the system reward hair has not been seen yet, but the spiritual pulse in the body is inexplicably agitated...

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