The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

The setting sun is setting, like carmine red through the western sky, and the warm wind is blowing in Jiangning, mixed with bursts of bloody sweetness.

The smoke from cooking in the city is getting less and less, and many people already eat once a day and every lunch.

Although Jiangning is rich, it does not mean that the common people are also like this. After several years of expropriation and expropriation, it is already a good time to be able to have a full stomach.

It is rare to divide a city into areas during wartime. At most, it is just martial law on the streets, and checking passers-by will not delay people's normal travel and work.

Then, if there were no accidents in defending the city, the common people would still be able to work for a few months or even half a year, and then they would have no work to do and be embarrassed at home.

At this time, or earlier, the government will start recruiting peasants to guard the city together, and distribute food to the peasants so that the households can continue to survive, and for families without strong labor, they will provide porridge for their livelihoods until they can’t wait until the end Reinforcements, unable to break the siege, ran out of food and people died, completely collapsed.

This is the most normal trend after the enemy sieges the city without support. Of course, there are other extreme exceptions, such as surrender, breaking out of the siege, and even killing people to save food.

But at this time, everything seems to be ahead of schedule, saving the time for the common people to continue working, as if the time has passed directly to the moment when the soldiers and civilians are guarding the city together, and the government has not yet recruited civilian husbands and issued a notice of supplementary food, which makes some people in the city claim to have The knowledgeable people were puzzled.

Zhao Tang was sitting in the guest room behind the Fusi, he was still drinking as in the past few days, but there were not many dishes on the table, it looked light and simple, but he drank with gusto.

Zhu Xiuniang looked at him in front, her eyes were full of vigilance, and there was a hint of hatred hidden in her quiet expression, Zhao Tama moved slightly, and she hurriedly made a gesture of hiding in the couch.

At this time, the sun had completely set, and the maid and the mother-in-law lit a few large candlesticks, which illuminated the walls red and looked very festive.

Zhao Tong recited Li Yishan's "Untitled" while drinking, and then picked up a fruit and threw it at Zhu Xiuniang.

Wherever Zhu Xiuniang was willing to pick it up, she heard a "clang" sound and the fruit fell to the ground. It was fresh and smooth, but the skin broke immediately, revealing the flesh, covered with dust.

Zhao Tong sneered when he saw this: "Who knows that the food on the plate is hard work, and the people in the city cook porridge for food, one meal a day, it is a sin for Xiu Niang to spoil food like this!"

Zhu Xiuniang said angrily: "If you want to commit a crime, there is nothing to worry about. Since the people are hungry, the prince is still drinking for pleasure. Why don't you ask yourself, what is the reason for this?"

Zhao Tang looked at her with a gloomy face, and now he no longer mentioned any respect or manners, and the etiquette is always high and low, instead, he confronted her everywhere.

He said: "Is Xiu Niang accusing this king?"

Zhu Xiuniang sneered: "Is it possible that the prince doesn't know that the Mohist family is wronged? Man-made disasters start from oneself, how can they start from the sky?"

Zhao Tuo laughed angrily: "You learned from Zhang Hengqu, and what do you talk about with me about Mohism?"

Zhu Xiuniang teased: "This dynasty worships Confucianism, why doesn't the prince respect it?"

Zhao Tong snorted: "You are eloquent, how can I disrespect this king, isn't this king's four sermons not Confucianism?"

Zhu Xiuniang's face was calm: "How can it be called Confucianism with the principles of Buddhism in it!"

Zhao Tun took a deep breath: "Zhou, Shao, Zhang, and Cheng's studies will not be mixed with Taoism?"

Zhu Xiuniang froze for a moment, turned her head to the side and stopped talking, but there was a hint of contempt at the corner of her mouth.

Zhao Tong said coldly: "Xiu Niang, you have to remember, you should only respond to what this king says, don't try to provoke this king, otherwise it will be bad for you!"

Zhu Xiuniang immediately turned her head when she heard the words, stared at Zhao Tun's eyes and said, "Is the prince angry from embarrassment? Since he refuses to let the civilian girl go, then just kill her, and don't have to look at it every day to be upset!"

Zhao Tang looked at her for a moment, then said slowly, "Xiuniang thinks I dare not kill you?"

When Zhu Xiuniang heard the words, her eyes burst into anger almost instantly: "What else is His Royal Highness the King of Qin afraid to do? This city is full of people, all of them are under your control, who dare not kill, who can't kill?"

Zhao Tun frowned, and said softly, "Shut up!"

Zhu Xiuniang said: "Why do you want the girls to shut up? Since the prince wants to do it, don't be afraid of being said. If the prince has never wanted to do it, why should he be afraid of being said!"

Zhao Tun's face was ugly, and he stood up suddenly with a "huh".

Zhu Xiuniang said with a little disdain: "Your lord was hurt by the girl, do you want to violently kill the girl? The girl can't go home, life is better than death, it's better for the lord to kill the girl!"

Zhao Tong sneered: "Xiu Niang, do you really think this king won't do anything!"

Zhu Xiuniang showed a fearless look on her face, and said: "Since the prince has murderous intentions, why bother talking nonsense!"

Hearing this, Zhao Tun suddenly restrained his anger and changed to another expression. He said with piercing eyes: "I do have a kind of intention, but it's not a murderous intention!"

After all, he took two steps forward.

Zhu Xiuniang's originally calm and calm expression suddenly changed, and panic suddenly appeared on her face, she said: "Evil king, what do you want to do!"

Zhao Tong said: "Since Xiu Niang is not even afraid of death, why do you ask this king?"

"I'm not afraid of anything!" Zhu Xiuniang moved her body into the couch: "Zhao Tang, stop threatening me!"

Zhao Tong smiled, and took a few steps forward.

"That's great. I'm still worried that you, Xiuniang, are afraid. That would be too boring."

Seeing Zhao Tama getting closer, Zhu Xiuniang's face turned pale, and her whole body almost moved to the couch: "Zhao Tama, you, don't come here..."

Zhao Tong shook his head and said, "This makes me wonder, since you are not afraid of anything, Xiu Niang, neither death nor killing, why are you afraid of my coming?"

He said that he had already walked to the bed.

Zhu Xiuniang has already moved into the bed at this moment, curled up in a corner: "Zhao Tang, you, you..."

Zhao Tun sat on the edge of the couch, looked at Zhu Xiuniang with a smile, his eyes went from top to bottom, and finally fell on a pair of small embroidered shoes.

Zhu Xiuniang's eyes followed his, and hurriedly shrank her slender ankles into her skirt.

Zhao Tong said: "It's not good to wear shoes on the couch."

After speaking, he leaned into the couch.

"Ah!" Zhu Xiuniang exclaimed, "Zhao Tun, please don't..."

I saw that Zhao Tama's hands were like lightning, and I don't know what method he used, but in the blink of an eye, there was an extra pair of embroidered shoes on his hand.

He laughed and said: "On the couch, it must look like a couch. Whose daughter do you see sitting on it wearing shoes?"

Zhu Xiuniang lost her mind for a moment, she didn't know why Zhao Tun took off her shoes, she bit her cherry lips tightly, and pressed her body tightly against the wall of the couch.

At this moment, Zhao Tun began to reach out his hand to put down the curtain on the silver hook, and as his fingers slid, the two curtains fell down with a "crash".

Zhu Xiuniang suddenly turned pale, "Zhao Tun, you, you don't want it, ah..."

Outside the curtain, red candles are flickering, inside the curtain, light and shadow are dim... (End of this chapter)