After I Indecently Destroyed Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

Having even said the words "very fragrant", Ji Yan thought that this night must be extraordinary, and there must be some intense scenes that are not suitable for children.

Thinking of what might happen next, Ji Yan couldn't help tossing and turning.

The last time I was drugged and committed a crime with passion, basically it was all kinds of fun, this time it is so hard, will it hurt?

Ji Yan has always been afraid of pain, and a small wound would cause him to die. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but go to the system mall to buy lubrication and condoms, and was forced to question him a lot by Ding Dong.

He sneakily put the tools of crime under the pillow, and after a while Wen Yi pounced on all kinds of brains, how should he take them out, and how should he describe them to Wen Yi.

As a result, I don't know what happened today, Wen Yi came back very late, Ji Yan was too embarrassed to send someone to remind him, and just fell asleep while waiting.

When he woke up the next morning, his surroundings were empty again, and the quilt was already completely cold. If there were not some traces on the pillow over there, Ji Yan would have suspected that Wen Yi hadn't come back at all last night.

What's the difference between this and staying alone?Ji Yan is a little irritable, and also has a sense of emptiness and shame of desire and dissatisfaction.

After getting out of the bed, Ji Yan found that the temperature was extremely low today, not a little lower than yesterday, and wearing three pieces inside and outside felt that it was not enough.

After washing up, he sat down at the dining table, and saw He Youwen dressed neatly in the small hall.

Wen Yi's move yesterday looked heavy, but because he was afraid of scaring Ji Yan, he only used one-tenth of the strength. In addition, Ji Yan sent someone to take care of him, and He Youwen was much better after lying down all night.

Eating the noodles with chili noodles, Ji Yan felt warm and comfortable all over his body, and said with a smile, "I woke up very early!"

He Youwen didn't bother to talk to him, it was almost time, so he would think it was early.

"You promised me yesterday, don't forget."

Only then did Ji Yan know that He Youwen was waiting here early in the morning, and was anxious to go home and have a look.

Sure enough, no matter what kind of child he is, where he goes, what happens, the place he wants to go the most is home.

Ji Yan suddenly didn't know where his home was.

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"Isn't it only mid-October? Why is it so cold?"

Ji Yan thinks about the world before he wears the book, October is a beautiful autumn, and the weather in the book and outside the book is quite different.

He said this like an outsider, He Youwen thought about it, and then realized that he grew up in Chang'an City, and he had never heard of Ji Yan before, and he didn't know where he came from.

Bai Lu was used to it, she added a thin fur collar to Ji Yan's clothes, and said softly, "Chang'an is like this every year, and it slowly started to get cold in mid-October."

Sitting in the carriage, Ji Yan suddenly realized.

In fact, the weather here is no different from reality, but he is used to the solar calendar, while Da Chu is now on the lunar calendar.In the middle of October, it would be November in modern times.

When Ji Yan was riding in a carriage, he always liked to look out, seeing the people and vehicles coming and going, or the street buildings on the side of the road, and now he still finds it novel.

But when he opened the curtain of the carriage today, he found something different, "Why is there such a big fight today?"

Behind his carriage, there was actually a team of guards. Judging from the specifications, it should be the legendary Jinyiwei.This battle is really too big, and no one has told him in advance.

When Bai Lu heard the words, she tapped lightly on the wall of the carriage, and then heard Gu Yu say, "My lord, the emperor said that the city of Chang'an is not peaceful today, so he sent more people here."

"Not peaceful?" Ji Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked outside carefully.

refugee.

Hordes of refugees.

Ji Yan originally planned to go back to the He Mansion with He Youwen, and by the way, he apologized to the elder of the two dynasties, Mrs. He, and saved Wen Yi's reputation.But seeing so many refugees now, Ji Yan changed his mind.

After sending He Youwen to He Mansion, Ji Yan got off the carriage.

Walking on the street, when a gust of cold wind blew over, Ji Yan felt his heart go cold.

Today's Chang'an City is more crowded than in the past, but it is much deserted than in the past.Perhaps seeing these refugees, many peddlers did not come out for fear of harming themselves. The streets were full of refugees in ragged clothes. On the other hand, there were many soldiers and guards maintaining order and ensuring the safety of the people in Chang'an City.

"Did they all enter the city today?"

Gu Yu: "Yes."

Ji Yan finally knew why Wen Yi didn't sleep so late yesterday.When the refugees came to Chang'an, he couldn't abandon his own people, but he also had to consider the potential safety hazards that would bring trouble to the people of Chang'an City.

"How many people are there?"

"Jiangnan Road is far away, and there are only nearly 2000 people who can reach Chang'an."

How many people were there when we left?Ji Yan didn't dare to think about what kind of mood they set off with, and how much indifference and stares they received along the way.

Wen Yi probably arranged for a long time last night, and everything was going on in an orderly manner.

Stopping not far from a porridge shed, Ji Yan asked, "Is this arranged by the emperor?"

"No, the emperor has arranged a lot, but this one belongs to King Ning."

King Ning?Ji Yan remembered that there was such a person.

There is nothing good in the royal family, but Ning Wang, a Buddhist prince who has no desires and desires, can be regarded as a good person. He will sit idle all his life, otherwise he would not be able to live until now. Ji Yan had a good impression of him when he was reading. It is said that He was a handsome man when he was young.

Still a little far away, Ji Yan felt that the porridge in the porridge shed was very thin, shaking like a bowl of water.

But he knew there was nothing wrong with doing so.These people don't know how long it will take to settle down. It is not a simple matter to give porridge like this every day.

"Bai Lu, go to Piaoxiang Steamed Bun Shop and tell them to close. I won't buy steamed buns today. Make more steamed buns. It will be useful to me."

The place where Ji Yan was standing was not far from the steamed stuffed bun shop, and Bai Lu returned quickly, holding a candied haws in her hand.

I couldn't see any peddlers on the road, and I didn't know where Bai Lu bought it.Ji Yan knew that Bai Lu wanted to make herself happier, so she took it with a smile, but didn't eat it.

This is the first time he has seen refugees so intuitively, such a large area, led by officers and soldiers, more and more, all of them are unkempt, skinny, adults are holding children, supporting each other, more than Li Gen and Zhang Gui was even more miserable when he was a beggar, as if he had suffered all the sufferings in the world, and seemed out of place with this prosperous Chang'an City.

They originally had their own homes and were working hard to live. They did nothing wrong. They were all innocent, but when the natural disaster came, they would not let anyone go.

Ji Yan has always felt that this world is false, even after Wen Yi, Ji Pingan, Bai Lu...these freshness only gave him a partial sense of reality.

There are many descriptions of disasters in the book, and those figures are even more shocking, but in Ji Yan's view, these are just cold words. All his early arrangements and epidemic prevention are just for Wen Yi, the throne, to sit more securely. The people of the world don't have much to do with each other.

He is doing the most caring thing, but his heart is indifferent, as if when dealing with an important game, winning or losing and a sense of superiority are the ultimate goals.

But now that he was standing on the street, countless refugees passed him by, and they cast envious or yearning glances at him, all of which made him speechless.

A little girl was held in the arms of a scrawny mother, drooling while staring at the candied haws in his hand as she passed by, but she never made any noise, not acting like a child.

Ji Yan couldn't imagine what she had experienced along the way, losing everything she originally had, becoming a poor homeless person, begging for the hope of living like a beggar.

Ji Yan was so depressed that he passed the candied haws in his hand, and the little girl's face showed an expression of disbelief in an instant, and the next moment she quickly took the candied haws, for fear of being snatched away by others.

The little girl's mother didn't expect that these years of upbringing had left her with some good qualities, so she had to thank her as a gesture.

Noticing the movement here, a man behind the mother and daughter suddenly knelt down holding the child.

"Please, my lord, please save my child, he has been ill for many days and will soon be unable to bear it anymore, as long as you save him, I will be your cow or horse in the future, I can do anything! Please save him!"

The last sentence was heartbreaking, and Ji Yan subconsciously wanted to help him up.

The man's voice was loud, and many people heard it. Suddenly, a large number of people knelt down, and countless hands stretched out to him, talking about their pain and hardship.

They used to be decent, and never thought that such a day would come. They may not want to cause trouble to anyone, but the experience along the way has made them disheartened. Their wives and children can no longer support them. If they want to survive, even a little bit of kindness is a hope they can't give up.

Suddenly there was a sound of a sharp sword coming out, Gu Yu stood holding the sword, and the team of Jin Yiwei who was ordered to protect him quickly reacted and lined up with weapons, so that the refugees did not touch Ji Yan at all.

The whole scene was under control in an instant, but Ji Yan felt even more uncomfortable.

In Jiangnan, just hearing these two words makes me feel warm. That place does not seem to be cold, and winter is not so terrible.

But Chang'an is not, and today's Chang'an is extremely cold, and he can't stand it, let alone these refugees who have come all the way, who are already hungry and not warm, they may not be able to bear such a drop in temperature.

Perhaps for them, the moment they saw the gate of Chang'an City, they saw hope, but what should they do in this sudden winter?

Ji Yan was dressed in white clothes like snow, not a single speck of mud was stained, while the refugees knelt on the ground, begging humbly for a way out.

The sharp weapons of the officers and soldiers seemed to separate the two worlds, while complaining and mourning, while having no worries about food and clothing.

Like hell and heaven.

The author has something to say: the plot needs

Assuming that there are thousands of people in the south of the Yangtze River and nearly 1 people choose to come to Chang'an

Only 2000 people survived

After all, in my opinion, traveling in ancient times was still very hard.

not to mention they have nothing

Three more successes

Good night, Mijiu~