King’s Kingdom

Hilkati January 14, 867.

The icy cold wind has not yet subsided, and although the snow is slowly melting, it has brought the last wave of severe cold before spring.

The residents of Pengluo Village are not well-dressed. It is already very difficult for them to survive, and they really cannot afford to buy cotton-padded clothes for themselves.

However, even though they were shivering from the cold and their noses were red, they still gathered resources in the center of the village, just to see that the villains who oppressed them were punished.

"I report it! The wicked Noban paid 20 kilograms of food when our family was starving, but asked me to pay for it with a whole year of free labor!" His eyes looked at the "villain Noban".

"The wicked Noban raped my little daughter half a month ago, she is only twelve years old! Woohoo..." Another woman with a somewhat hunchback wept bitterly, accusing the squire Noban of the evil deeds she was helping. .

"Because I owe him ten kilograms of food, Tang Ci, the skin-slayer, took my eight-year-old son away for castration and bought it to be a **! You shameful and vicious dog!" One stepped on ragged straw sandals, The middle-aged man with bare arms gritted his teeth and looked at Tang Ci, who was **** with five flowers, his expression was very bitter and full of hatred.

Following these people's accusations, the originally calm crowd suddenly became excited, and each of them was telling their own tragic experiences. Although some of these pains were not directly related to these two people, they were all indirectly related.

Many tragedies that should not have happened occurred because of the exploitation and oppression of these two people.

These two dignified country gentlemen in the fish and meat village on weekdays are like quails beaten by frost at this moment, crouching into a ball in dejection, no longer arrogant and arrogant in the past.

It was only at this time that they realized that they were usually bullied and bullied by themselves, and that people like ants could burst out such terrifying power.

Although this group of people did not have any substantive actions, the power displayed by the gathering and shouting still shocked them from the bottom of their hearts.

If Theodosius had known what they were thinking, he would have said: What is this? When the oppression continues, this group of people with no assets will burn a raging fire, burning out the oppressors in the whole world, and the street light poles will be their final destination.

Of course, this situation is unlikely to happen now. They lack organizers and knowledge. Only when a red spark is dropped, the dry firewood will erupt into a fiery flame.

What Theodosius has to do now is to re-wet the dry wood to reduce oppression and exploitation.

One by one, all the sins they committed were exposed in front of people. After the officials standing on the stage heard the countless crimes, they were full of sighs, and then their hearts were full of anger.

Growing up in the Lanyin Kingdom, he has never seen such cruel oppression, such a sin that annihilates humanity.

The Lanyin Kingdom has a small population, so administrative management is more convenient, and it is easy to extend the control of the regime to the grassroots, not to mention that the people are rich, insightful, and have their own ideas.

Although they will not directly resist when they encounter the exploitation of corrupt officials, they will use the weapons of the law to offset the unfair treatment they have received, and they will be adjudicated by a higher law enforcement agency, thus achieving real people's supervision. officials.

And the kingdom will also guarantee the personal safety of the complainant. Once he suffers any retaliation, the perpetrator will be severely punished.

In addition, many squires were developed by rich peasants or low-level armed men, who took advantage of the disaster years to run on and bankrupt the peasants, or used their own force to rob other peasants and take their land.

With the loss of the central government and the self-knowledge of the lord, the peasants had nowhere to ask, and in order to survive they had to become tenants in name and serfs in effect.

In the end, under countless irrefutable charges, these two squires, who were full of evil deeds, were sentenced to skinning, facial removal, tongue plucking, and blood eagle punishment.

When the two men wailed mournfully and died in great pain, the gathered peasants couldn't help crying bitterly.

The tragedy that has happened is irreversible, but the deaths of these two thieves brought great comfort to their hearts.

In the midst of sobbing and crying, the officials sent by Theodosius shouted loudly: "Folks! Please don't be too sad! His Majesty's kindness and grace are far more than that!"

The surrounding Lanyin warriors repeated his words aloud, which made the villagers stop crying.

"His Majesty the King is well aware of the hardships of your life, so he decided to distribute the land of these two wicked people to all of you! It is His Majesty's wish that you can also live a life without food and clothing!"

Silence. The village center of Pengluo Village was silent. Everyone was shocked by the sudden good news. They still couldn't understand the meaning of these words.

Boom.

"Long live Your Majesty!"

"Long live the great king!"

"Gods are above! Please hold our King Nio!"

After digesting the news, the residents burst into tears again, this time not because of crying and sadness, but because of excitement and longing for the future, as well as respect and love for their king.

After years of devastation, they have no more expectations for life. Who can make them fill their stomachs and not be bullied~www.readwn.com~ can make them live well, they will support whoever they are from the heart.

The residents of the Twelve Counties are different from the people in the hometown of Lanyin. In this life of insufficient food and clothing, no one has the time and energy to think about such things as glory. They will not pursue merits and careers on the battlefield. To live will drain them all of their energy.

"Distributing land..." A middle-aged man stood in the crowd and bowed his head silently. He was the farmer who talked to the bearded man before.

"Griffin...you have to find your own honor!" No one could see the expression on his face, looking at the increasingly rough calluses on the tiger's mouth, he knew that a new era had come.

After the villagers disbanded, he returned home and took out the dark gray package from a very hidden corner.

The package didn't look big, and it didn't seem heavy in his hands, but when he threw it on the ground, it suddenly made a loud noise.

He opened the package and poured out the contents. It was a set of full-body chain armor and well-made scale armor.

Then he climbed the ladder again and took a long object wrapped in cloth from the dilapidated beam.

He opened the package, and a long sword emerged from it.

He just heard the sound of "Zheng", he pulled out the long sword from the sheath, and the buzzing sound of the sword made people numb.

"Bahrain! You?" A middle-aged woman came over and looked at her husband with a sword, her expression full of disbelief.

"My chance has come! This King Theodosius is a person worthy of assistance. We have been incognito for too many years. Our voice cannot be wasted like this. Even if it is not for me, it must be considered for the children!" The man known as Bahrain had a serious expression, and it was obvious that he had made up his mind.

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