The three of them drank together, and when the meat was grilled, cut into thin slices, and served hot on the table.

The old man drank his mouth slippery, and smelled the aroma of meat, and put a piece into his mouth, but he felt that the smoke and fire were strong, and his mouth was full of meat and juice, and he was full of admiration.

Su Tang is the same, just barbecue and wine, no little woman pie, very refreshing.

Although Shen Ming didn't know how much the two of them cultivated, it must not be low

, and after drinking a jar, he took out the beast blood to entertain the two, and he really had the potential to drink a thousand cups.

Su Cheng sat upright, his back was straight, and he didn't refuse, the

old man was happy, rubbed his hands, and asked Shen Ming to pour wine for him.

A few people chatted, and then they talked about the beast disaster in the north, and the atmosphere sank.

"Shen Gongzi, although you have the heart to help the victims, but it is difficult to rely on the Shen family business alone, and behind the beast disaster, there are also jackals and greedy officials secretly using methods, although you have a good heart, you can't solve the fundamental problem.

Su Tang drank another cup of himself, and as he spoke, the heroic spirit between his eyebrows and eyes looked murderous.

Su Nuxia has killed a lot of people, she is a chivalrous man, and the Taoist heart she adheres to is the dawn of the world.

Shen Ming laughed to himself: "In this world, when there is a disaster, it is always the people who suffer from the disaster, and those who profit are always those who are in high positions."

Facing the murderous intent condensed in Su Tang's eyes, Shen Ming did not shy away from it, and looked at him:

"Zhumen's wine and meat stink, there are frozen bones on the road, although the famine in the world is terrible, what is even more terrifying are those officials and nobles who knock on the bones and eat the marrow and base their interests on the broken bones and flesh of the people.

Su Cheng only felt that the young man in front of him was out of his mouth, but what he said was very appetizing, and said with a smile: "Then according to Shen Gongzi's opinion, how to solve this situation?"

Shen Ming groaned, he does not belong to this world, and now, he actually has no home to Daxin, and when he sees the affected people this time, he feels panicked in his heart.

He saw the father who died tragically in order to save his children, the mother who protected the flesh and bones and exposed the corpse in the wilderness, saw the child die in the mouth of the beast before he had time to grow up, and saw the couple embracing each other to the death, and spending the time together.

He also saw that countless people who had suffered from the plague had all they wanted to live, while the nobles who had risen high expected them to die in order to take their land.

Those nobles, instead of helping the refugees, attacked and excluded other people who helped the refugees

, they were maggots, vultures, jackals, and the flowers of evil that seemed to be glamorous, but in fact used human flesh as nutrients.

Shen Ming sighed: "Where the root cause is, solve the root cause, although I am weak, I also want to do what I can." "

Where is the root cause, will we solve the root cause? But the root cause behind this is the new aristocracy.

The old man sighed secretly in his heart, although he liked his pure heart, but he also felt that he was beyond his strength:

"Shen Xiaoyou cherishes his family and country, and I have also heard the poem you made, 'If the country lives and dies, will it not be avoided because of misfortune and fortune.'" You can have such a heart for the country, and the old man is also pleased.

"But there are many sufferings in this world, how can we save them? When there is an end of manpower, people should also know themselves.

Su Cheng heard Grandpa Great-Grandpa say a poem again, which was actually done by the young man in front of him, and the praise for Shen Ming's poetry in his heart gradually turned into amazement.

This sentence after sentence is extraordinary, and the artistic conception is mostly atmospheric and heroic, with more family and country feelings, and the most appetizing for Su Tang.

She didn't like it because of the old man's last words, she resolutely left home, but she said that she would never marry the Son of Heaven

, and she didn't return for ten years, because she was disgusted with the people in her family doing this, she couldn't do it herself, she didn't want to do it, so she persuaded others not to do it, and she always said it meaningfully and highly!

"For the heart of the country?" Shen Ming smiled bitterly.

He met the old man's gaze, looked at Su Tang again, hesitated for a moment, and sighed,

"I don't have the heart to serve the country.

As soon as these words came out, the old man's eyes froze, looking solemn, and Su Cheng tilted his head slightly, with curiosity.

Neither of them spoke, waiting for Shen Ming to speak.

"I once heard a person say that Daxin is the royal Daxin, and it is also the Daxin of the family's gate valve.

Shen Ming said to himself while drinking, and the cup kept stopping.

"I don't agree with this, Daxin is the Daxin of the royal and family gate valves, which is the consistent cognition of all the high-level leaders of Daxin. This is a fact, and I can't argue with it, but I feel that this is missing the most important part.

Facing the increasingly curious eyes of the two people in front of him, Shen Ming became solemn:

"Daxin is the royal Daxin, and it is also the Daxin of the Daxin family. "

Daxin is the great new

of the people of Dawn and the people of a country!" "The Son of Heaven sits on a country, and the nobles deserve to enjoy the fiefdom, so they should cherish the people and govern the people's livelihood, instead of ignoring the life and death of the dawn for personal gain, and ignoring the principles of heaven in vain.

Shen Ming's words included all the nobles, including the two suspected Su family people in front of him.

But his eyes were burning and he did not shy away from it:

"This natural disaster is a man-made disaster, and the root of the man-made disaster is those aristocratic families who treat the people like mustards. Although I am not talented, I also want to do my best to help the victims.

"I may be a little stupid, many people have said that I have no ability, no strength, how can I have so many hearts for the people." "

They called me stupid, ridiculed me for not being able to do anything, and said that the sky was falling, and there was a tall man on top of me, so why should I be reckless and hypocritical.

"I also wondered if what these people were saying was right. It is good to be alone, but if one day, all the people in the world are alone, the tall people squat down, and let the taller people go to the disaster of stepping on the sky, everyone only cares about themselves, and they choose to escape when they encounter problems, and their ability is not enough, not only do not contribute, but they laugh at those weak but lonely heroes.

"If the world is like this, then in the future when I am afflicted, no one will come to my aid, and no one will come to my aid. Everyone is like this, the country will perish, the world will be chaotic, when the sky is split, there will be no one to make up for it, everyone shirks each other, thinking that under the destruction of the world, there will always be someone who will stand up for self-preservation, and the opportunity to save the world will be missed in vain in this waiting!" Shen

Ming also somehow thought in his heart, the tattoo position on his back, a burst of warmth, as if the warm spring sun was burning his body, warm, warm, full of encouragement.

"I believe that there is a way of heaven in this world, and this way of heaven is the heart of the people! The wicked people in this world will do whatever it takes for their own selfish desires, but they must also know that the people are easy to abuse, and the heavens are difficult to deceive!" At this

point, Shen Ming only felt that his heart was happy, maybe he had just broken through the power level, and he felt something,

or maybe he was depressed in his heart and found someone to talk to

He remembered that Beituo Village was slaughtered back then, that when the eighth-order demon beast of Daoxia Ridge came into

the world, and that Jiang Zhimian was full of mouths to save the world, at that time, someone always asked

him: "Is it worth it?"

Shen Ming drank all the wine in the cup, smiled heartily, he looked at the old man in front of him, and said:

"I know that the

old gentleman knows the role played by the Tang family in Hanzhou in this disaster, and I also know that you think that you are shallow and can't see through the doorway. I feel even more lonely, I can't fight the Viscount's family, and behind them..."

Shen Mingyan stopped at this point, and continued:

"This matter is indeed difficult, for me, it is like a mortal mending the sky. The risks are also terrifying.

"I also thought about escaping, but when I saw the hundreds of thousands of people who were just alive, and the hundreds of thousands of people who died in the beast plague, I was inexplicably not afraid. The

old man sat like that all the time, without speaking, and not even greedy for a cup.

Su Cheng sat upright, looking at the young man in front of him, but he was also silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shen Ming's voice was not loud, gentle, and low, as if he was chatting with friends on weekdays.

He lifted up the altar and tried to pour a cup of wine, but the wine in the altar was gone.

Then he put it down, remembered a poem, and sung lightly:

"The man is as dead as iron, look at the test hand, and make up for the crack in the sky!".

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