Eight Thousand Iron Buddha at the Start, Please Make Concessions to the First Emperor!

"You bunch of lackeys! The common people have been devastated by you!"

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

"Laozi doesn't burn all these scumbags today, it's a waste of life! Let go!"

The fire was burning.

Several civilians dressed in sackcloth were struggling frantically, trying to escape from the hands of the silver armored soldiers.

Judging from their remarks and the two burning torches on the ground.

Obviously these people set the fire.

Just as a few people were struggling, a burly and sturdy figure strode forward.

It's Lu Bu!

"Let them go."

Hearing Lu Bu's order, the Yinjia soldiers released their hands without hesitation.

The people who lost their restraints, like mad dogs, picked up the torches that were still burning on the ground and ran to the other piles of grain again.

But when Lu Bu was here, how many people would be able to succeed?

I saw him suddenly start, catching up with someone and going up is a kick...

"Bah..."

"Pfft..."

In an instant, the running man turned into a rolling gourd and got out all the way.

The torch in his hand even accidentally ignited the linen on his body, igniting a raging flame.

"Ah! Help... help!"

Several silver armor soldiers stepped forward and stomped on it before putting out the fire.

Looking at Lu Bu again, at this time, his left hand was already pinching one person's neck like a chicken, and the other hand directly patted the other person's face.

"Snapped!"

How powerful is Lu Bu?

Under the palm of his hand, the man fainted in front of his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the three civilians who wanted to set the grain stacks on fire were completely subdued.

At this time, the man being carried by Lu Bu was struggling.

Lu Bu looked at the man and suddenly grinned.

"Do you still want to burn? Go ahead if you want."

As he said that, Lu Bu couldn't help letting go of his hand and grabbed a torch and handed it to the man.

"go."

The man was stunned for a moment, then tentatively ran a few steps.

Seeing that Lu Bu really didn't follow him this time, he quickly ran to the side of the grain stack.

However, just when he was about to set the grain stack on fire, Lu Bu's voice suddenly came.

"Burn it, burn it, the more you burn, the more people will starve to death."

"And these sins, the lives of these people who died in vain, will all be counted on your heads!"

"!!!"

Hearing this, the man's hand holding the torch trembled.

"You... what did you say?"

"Your Majesty ordered that the beating just now was for the sake of the common people, and for the food that you harassed." Lu Bu tidied up his clothes and looked at the man with a look of disdain.

"Tsk... If it's me, I'll kill you bastards."

"Come here, put them in the prison, and wait for the hair to fall!"

"Here!"

Soon several silver armored soldiers supported the three and walked towards the prison.

On the way, unable to stand begging, Lu Bu finally said impatiently: "Hmph, exchange the good for the bad. Your Majesty's move is to help more victims."

"Money... Oh, if your Majesty wants to, there are ways to scavenge the world's treasures, which is to send you money for food? Stupid! Ignorance!"

Hearing Lu Bu's explanation, no matter how stupid the three of them were, they finally reacted at this moment.

One of them even muttered: "That is to say, what we just burned was..."

"Hmph, it's the food that keeps the victims alive."

Lu Bu remained expressionless.

He doesn't care about any victims or lives.

The reason for saying these things is because these are the things and the original words of the Lord.

"I want them to die in prison with guilt and remorse."

This is Zhao Tuo's original words at that time.

"You just burned a total of five stacks, nearly a hundred stone grains."

"You said, how many famine victims will Hundred Stones of Food save?"

"Now that the food is gone, the lives of these people... will be counted on your head!"

"Woooo..."

Lu Bu's voice fell, and the three people on the side had been crying more than ever.

His eyes were full of regret and pain.

But it's too late now.

What awaits them is only endless remorse and pain, and finally they will die in the deep prison that sees no sunlight all day long.

...

Lü Bu soon returned to the Xinwangyi Palace to resume his life.

"My lord, the matter and the original words have been done according to your instructions."

"Um."

Zhao Tuo nodded with satisfaction.

If nothing else, the bowels of those people who should be regretting at this moment are all green.

At this time, Meng Yi, who had been holding back for a long time, finally raised his own question.

"Your Majesty, according to what you mean, it seems that you think there will be a famine in Daqin?"

"Um."

At this point, Zhao Tuo could only nod his head.

Seeing Zhao Tuo admit, Meng Yi and Feng Quji couldn't help looking at each other.

They had deliberately checked before, and there was no famine in the more than forty counties of Daqin.

Not even a sign of famine.

At this moment, the door of the main hall was knocked.

Lu Bu turned his head and walked towards the door, and when he came back, his expression had become extraordinarily serious.

"My lord, the news from the Black Ice Station, the three counties of Hanoi, Yingchuan, and Sishui suddenly rained heavily!"

Swish!

Zhao Tuo stood up suddenly.

He suddenly recalled that in the scene he had seen before, the sky was pouring torrential rain!

Could it be that……

"Monster! What are the crops grown in these three counties?"

Without thinking about it, Meng Yi replied, "Your Majesty, except for Hanoi County, most of the crops grown in the other two counties are bean curd."

"Doushu... It should be."

Zhao Tuo's face gradually became solemn. *