Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife

Dashun Jingjun attacked under the city of Kyoto a thousand weeks ago. Instead of attacking the city gate, he listened to Phoenix and began to cook porridge with the wind. Not only cook porridge, but also make soup. The soup is an authentic Xianya building soup taken out of the space by Phoenix. That's what she and the Xianya building cook want. It's kept in the space and ready to eat outside whenever you want. You can cook something yourself.

The climate change caused by the earthquake avalanche has changed the character of a thousand miles of wind that has never been the northerly wind, and has begun to shake the south wind. The wind blows from the south to the north, blows through the porridge, blows through the sole century-old soup of the Xianya Tower, and sends the fragrance one by one across the walls of the high city with the wind, one by one into the capital.

Gentlemen with guards on the walls of the city, at first they do not understand why Dashun's army did not fight with them, instead they buried the pot outside to cook food, now they completely understand, dare to psychologically crush them!

Thousands of weekly generals haven't eaten enough food for days. The capital is the middle of an earthquake. Half of the snow mountains around it collapsed. A lot of ice and snow poured into the city. The palace was almost destroyed, and countless people were buried in the snow heap waiting to be rescued. The grain in the grain bin has begun to be supplied in quantitative quantities, hunters can no longer enter the mountains for wild taste, and poultry is long frozen to death. Hunger is the most important thing that needs to be addressed right now, rather than being buried.

Outside the city, Xuan Tianju and the generals sat beside the big pot, holding bowls and drinking porridge, the generals told each other harmless and elegant jokes, the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Most of the day later, news came from King Lotus, who told Feng Yu: “The disaster in the capital city is serious, less than 10% of the house remains, and the palace has been damaged to more than 90%. All the people were starving from the cold out, and many died not of a paralysis, but from freezing to starvation. But there is still food in the royal warehouse. The son of Feng Zhaoyu is still alive and alive. A large number of generals are still alive. They have blocked the gates of the city and will not allow the people to go out and vow to revive the capital.” He said he drank a sip of soup and then admired it, "the scent is said to be driving the city crazy. ”

Feng Yu smiled very cunningly, smiling and turning to Xuantian's underworld: “It's just a bad heart out there, that's the fate of the nest. ”

Xuantianzhou also laughed, “The light won't work. We still have to find an opportunity to go into the city. Thousands of weeks of royalty still owe us our revenge. Those fingers have to be harvested themselves. ”

Feng Yu glanced at him and thought that he had to choose the right time to enter the city. She wanted it for a thousand weeks, but at the moment, it doesn't matter. After the family is cleaned up, she has to figure out a good way to use it for waste and not leave it idle.

After a full day and night of food attacks outside the city, Xuantian Underworld Army's grass is plentiful, plus this thousand weeks of snow, melted snow into the pot, became water, not enough firewood, but Phoenix always has a way to find a way to ignite the fire without chopping wood.

The soup congee persisted uninterruptedly, and the fragrance continued to drift into the city. The general guarding the city over a thousand weeks of city defense switched over and over again, but none of it could be tempted without the aroma outside and the pot of good soup and good rice.

"It has been said that the owners and people of all the cities and pools in the south have turned to Dashun, changed their residence and are no longer living in their places of origin, but have been sent to Dashun. ”

The neighbor immediately said, “I heard that Dashun is clear all seasons of the year, with spring, summer, autumn and winter, the river is open, the trees are green, and the flowers are red. ”

A few more people came up and joined the discussion. “More than that, Dashun can eat green leaf dishes every day. I hear it's just the ground, the family has plants, it's cheap. ”

“It's cheap! You don't have to buy it at all, it's all over the mountains, and there's all kinds of fruit to eat. ”

“Do you think Dae-shun can think of those who have changed their domicile as his own? Will it be treated differently? ”

“I don't think so, Dashun. Over the centuries, they've swallowed up countless small states and haven't heard who they're bad for. ”

“Then why are we defending Kyoto? I don't know when this wall's gonna fall, but we're gonna die here. ”

Once this is said, people face to face, this reason people understand, but generations of slavery have been deeply rooted for centuries, and thousands of weeks of branding have been printed on their flesh, wherever it is said to be removed.

So people just say that no one dares to take the lead in action.

Thousands of General Zhou's eyes are full, and the surviving people of the city are on the verge of madness and collapse at this moment.

The scent came from outside the city, they initially thought it was their hallucination, then they thought it was the emperor who gave them kindness and opened a porridge shed. But people looked all over the city and didn't find any porridge, and gradually, someone smelled that scent coming from outside the city, coming into the city through the south gate.

People ran wildly to the South Gate, and they couldn't care less to dig up their buried loved ones. The scent was like life, giving a lot of hope for life to Kyoto, where death was spreading. They rushed wildly to the South Gate and shouted, “We're gonna eat, we're gonna eat! ”

General Thousand Weeks was frightened by the scene, and was somewhat powerless in the face of these surviving people. Gentlemen are also human beings and are raised by their parents, and these surviving people have their parents, their relatives, who, if stopped, would have killed their relatives themselves.

People are asking, "Why is it smelling so good out there? Who's out there? ”

The same question was asked again and again, and some generals finally couldn't help but tell the truth: “It was Dashun's army that attacked Kyoto City and they buried the pot outside to cook! ”

“Dashun?” People are lost. Over the past few months, many refugees have fled to the south, but none in Kyoto. Because a thousand weeks of royal sealing the city, no one in Kyoto can escape. The people were still very strange to Dashun. They heard that it was an attack on the city. In a moment, the fear caused by the war immediately put out a lot of frenzy about food that had just sprung up in their minds.

The people stood still in the gates of the city, neither willing to leave nor knowing what to do. At this moment, a young man with mixed signs among the people turned his eyes and suddenly said in a loud voice: “I heard that all the city pools have been submitted to Dashun except Beijing City. The people have all changed their registration voluntarily, Dashun has fed and drank, and will send people to live in warm and green places, only Beijing City can't! ”

The people are simple, they don't go to the capital city to find out how to get out. Where did they hear this? I just think that what this young man said is very tempting. Plus, all the pools except the capital have surrendered. In this way, aren't they the only ones who have been isolated?

Someone said in horror, "Is it possible that the Thousand Weeks Royal Family wants us to bury them? ”

The phrase gave rise to a great deal of panic, which spread among the crowd and quickly deepened into people's hearts.

The young man who had spoken before took advantage: “Thousands of weeks have run out, God is dying for thousands of weeks, and the royal family is still struggling to die. It doesn't matter if they want to die, but our people have a good day, but why should we bury him? The capital city collapsed, the royal seal, no food, no clothes, so many people buried underground without knowing life or death. General Da Shun came to participate in the disaster relief, not knowing how many thousands of people have been saved. If we do not vote, will we just watch the Feng family kill us all? ”

One word provoked the anger of thousands of people. At last, the people completely abandoned the last line of defense in their hearts when another round of fragrance was blown. The heart began to shift toward great ease, reaching an unprecedented level of hatred for the thousand weeks of royalty.

I don't know who took the lead and started rushing to the gate, trying to push the door stone open. One man moves, takes ten hundred people, then tens of millions, the guards of the city are scared to stop.

But this is a thousand weeks of people who can stop, but cannot kill. There are many people, fewer generals, not to mention the general is tempted by the scent outside to take a less firm stand. The people are so noisy, they are also relatively powerless to stop.

I don't know who took the lead in shouting the slogan-- "Let us out! Let us out! We have to cut it off once a thousand weeks! ”

Soon, everyone shouted and slammed hard at the gate.

Outside the city, Xuantian Mingtian suddenly stood up “tentatively", staring directly at the door of Thousand Zhou Kyoto, his lips slightly widened, a slight smile came up.

Feng Yu also said to King Lotus with pride: "See, don't move one soldier, dig you up for a thousand weeks, Soeasy! ”

King Lian could not understand what she was saying, but the proud face still understood, he turned his white eyes, “If my people didn't help you push in, do you think it would be that easy? ”

That said, Xuantian underwater nodded, “This move took a thousand weeks, His Royal Highness the Lotus cannot fail to attack. ”

“Forget it, you two don't get sour here, I've betrayed you for a thousand weeks, I'm no longer the Lotus King, and I don't need to mention the brilliant results of the war in the past. Think about it. There are so many people in the city out there all of a sudden, how to deal with it. ”

Xuantian Minhaha laughed, and the laughter carried internal strength, making this laughter come into the city with the scent of the wind.

Then came the voice like Tianwei, telling the thousands of people —— “Outside the city, there are livelihoods to find, food to eat, open your arms and embrace the thousands of people, give you plenty of food, give you the well-being of your generations, no more fear of ice, snow and cold, no more worries about the collapse of heaven. General Da Shun helped you dig up the remains of your loved ones and took you from the cold to the warm flowers of spring. Outside the city, porridge is collected in an orderly fashion. Old and young women are weak. They cannot be embraced, they cannot be disturbed, they cannot compete, they cannot be robbed. If you can, my lord, help you out of town! ”