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The little guy is now several months old and has grown quite a bit.

Wei Zheng gestured to the childish appearance before, which was extremely funny.

Li Ke looked at the little guy and stretched out his hand.

The little guy gnawed on Li Ke's hand, and seemed to be a little bit excited and a little bit excited.

After all, it's Erha's ancestor, that's why he's so lively.

That look looked at Li Ke and the people around him as if saying: Give me a building, and I will give you a surprise.

After the group was organized, Qinlongjun caught a few guys who were poking around.

After Li Ke saw those ragged people, he immediately understood.

"These are fishermen, there's no need to make a fuss."

"No, Your Highness, these people are always spying on something."

Li Ke smiled. These people have always been evil-eyed and mouse-eyed. They look like this, and it has nothing to do with where they are.

"Okay, let it go."

"By the way, go find kelp and find some food on land."

"Tonight, roadside picnic!"

A bonfire was quickly lit on the side of the road, and no one knew what happened tonight.

Datang's army in Koryo, like ghosts, walks through the boundless wilderness.

It is midsummer now, and under midsummer, the weather is hot, but no one in Qinlong Army complained of suffering or tiredness, and no one felt how hot the weather was.

I am used to the heat at sea, let alone on land?
On land, the soldiers scratched their heads one by one, and hadn't taken a good bath for many days, but today they were having fun.

On the land of Goryeo, there were too many naked men in a river, which caused some Goryeo people to exclaim.

In ancient times, when Goryeo women went out, they were wrapped extremely tightly, otherwise it would be indecent.

But this is not the case in the eyes of the soldiers of Datang.

They have no scruples, like wild beasts, naked, flopping in the river.

After a long time, as the bonfire became more and more vigorous, they came back slowly.

The smell of barbecue is coming out.

The group finally experienced the feeling of eating on land for the first time.

This is a taste I haven't experienced in a long time.

More than a dozen women stayed up at night and walked together, appearing in an open space not far from the barracks.

They hid among the bushes, poked their heads out, and looked at the dragon-capturing army with hunger and thirst in their eyes.

Of course Li Ke felt the existence of these people, just when Cheng Yaojin wanted to drive them away, Li Ke sighed.

"They are all miserable people."

"Their husbands all died in the war."

"In their village, either the men are younger, or the men are disabled and dead."

"So they basically stay alone for a long time."

Cheng Yaojin has experienced the war, and he has a lot of knowledge about this kind of widow village.

During the Daye period, he followed Li Shimin to fight in all directions, and encountered a village of widows.

All the men in this village went to other places, or died in battle, so that when Cheng Yaojin and others appeared, the widows brought their children and almost died.

At that time, Cheng Yaojin took out his own food, and after helping these widows, they would promise each other with their bodies.

Although Lao Cheng is the devil king of chaos, he is not a person who takes advantage of others' danger.

A dozen or so women were standing on the side of the grass at the moment, their whole bodies showing a wave of twisting.

It's not that they haven't seen men.

But seeing a man does not mean that someone has solved their thirst for them.

Now they are eyeing the Qinlong army.

Cheng Yaojin couldn't hide Niu Zhong's sympathy and pity in his heart, but his eyes were still firm, and the principle could not be wrong.

"Your Highness, let me drive them away and give them some food."

Li Ke didn't say much, what else could he do?
The hunger and thirst of these women cannot be solved by food.

They may need a little food, but what they need most is a man.

The Qinlong army, who were full of food and drink, set up camp, Cheng Yaojin and Wei Zheng led their people out, and in the night, the eyes of the widows lit up one by one, but they were unwilling to leave.

It wasn't until Cheng Yaojin found a soldier who could speak Goguryeo and asked them clearly that he understood what they meant.

In the big camp, Li Ke was even more confused when he heard this question.

"Their men left without leaving a spark?"

"Has none of them ever had children?"

The only answer to Li Ke was silence.

Zhumen's wine and meat smelly road has frozen bones, not only in Datang.

In the small place of Goguryeo, it is often the same.

The feudal society was much the same, the sorrow in the world was always the same, the wonderful people were different, but the tragic people were always the same.

Wei Zheng stroked his beard, feeling a little uncomfortable, not because of people like Goguryeo, but because of the endless consequences of the war, he stumbled in his heart.

"Your Highness, if he hadn't practiced martial arts with His Highness, maybe Wei Zheng would feel better now."

"And don't see people from these different places."

"At that time, Wei Zheng only had Datang in his mind."

Cheng Yaojin shook his head and sighed, "So you don't have Datang in your head now?"

Wei Zheng was too familiar with Cheng Yaojin, who played a role in activating the atmosphere. Every time Wei Zheng felt uncomfortable, Cheng Yaojin would do this, and then the two of them forgot their troubles in the "pleasant" conversation.

But this time is different, this time Wei Zheng really fell into deep thought.

Goguryeo is in the northeast of the Tang Dynasty, and the whole land is still somewhat different in the hot summer.

Looking at the widow's village, Wei Zheng had many thoughts in his heart.

It's not that I have to save it, but sympathy does exist.

Li Ke got up slowly, and Daji soon returned from outside the tent, whispering in Li Ke's ear.

"Master, these women seem to be extremely disgusted by the people here."

dislike?It shouldn't be!
It stands to reason that Goguryeo women, no, Goryeo women, should have no racial distinctions, and no special labels, right?
After a pause, after pondering for a moment, Daji continued: "They didn't live here before, but after their husbands died, they were arranged here."

For a while, Li Ke was speechless.

Does this work too?
History is indeed similar, and the journey of human beings is indeed a spiral. Is the essence of human beings just repeaters?