One Thousand Eight Hundred and Twenty: The Oil Is Exhausted and the Lamp Is Dry

Matthew is not only a fleeing refugee, but also a fleeing slave.

When they heard him narrate in a calm tone, both Jiang Pengji and Lu Zheng felt a restrained anger.

Back then, Matthew did escape to the relatively safe Beiyuan to avoid disaster.

It's just that he didn't expect that compared to the bloody troubled times, Beiyuan's soft knife would kill people more painfully.

When Matthew's family fled, they carried money with them. He also knew the truth of not revealing money, so he was careful all the way through the escape, but he didn't attract covetousness. After arriving in Beiyuan, troubles came one after another. Matthew is a commoner, and the status of commoners in Beiyuan is much lower than the outside rumors. At that time, there were many Dongqing people who fled to Beiyuan like Matthew, and the Beiyuan government treated these people like animals. The corvée is the heaviest, and the tax items are the most, almost exploiting people to death.

When Matthew realized Beiyuan's situation and wanted to leave, the Beiyuan court had a coup d'état.

The faction in charge of the coup d'etat treats the common people and the fleeing people more harshly. If the tax revenue cannot be collected, they will be directly classified as cheap and let them be traded. Some of Beiyuan's impoverished families were outraged and tried to reason with them, but ended up with their arms twisted and their thighs bleeding profusely.

The savings of the Matthew family could not withstand such exploitation, so they naturally found a way to leave.

But this is a wolf's lair, it's easy to get in and hard to get out.

Beiyuan's population is the smallest among the five countries, and the people's exit is strictly controlled, and later it evolved into killing whoever goes out.

Matthew could only hold back and look for opportunities.

At this time, a disaster that fell from the sky hit him right on the ground.

In order to fight against the superior faction, a group of insightful people gathered together and called it "New Sect", intending to use the method of coup d'etat assassination to bring down the old faction. As a result, they were discovered by the leaders of the old faction before they started, and they took the initiative to take their "new faction" into the pot.

It's not accurate to say that it's all in one pot, because there are fish that slip through the net.

The fish that slipped through the net swam to the back door of Matthew's mansion, fell in the snow, and was rescued by his wife who went out to buy and returned home.

The old school came to the door, and the Matthew family was arrested on the charge of "harboring criminals".

The family property was confiscated, and the family was classified as a lowly citizen.

Ma Xiu became a handyman cleaning barrels in the back house of Beiyuan gentry, his wife and daughter were taken away and sold to brothels,

The son was sold at a low price...

The wife blamed herself and committed suicide by hitting the post.

The daughter left the flesh and blood of an unknown benefactor, who died of an illness in a dark alley.

The youngest son was beheaded by the red-eyed private soldiers of the Yi family during the Yi family forced palace incident.

Matthew went through many twists and turns, and was trafficked again and again with his young granddaughter, and finally became a veteran gatekeeper in a small town near the border. Hearing that the enemy soldiers were about to attack, Matthew packed his bags and walked towards Syracuse with the refugees.

Before coming, Matthew was actually ready to die.

Because he heard about Qi Guan's use of iron and blood to kill refugees on the way, he understood that this decision was correct, and he also knew that he would definitely die if he forced himself to do so. But... because he used to be from Dongqing, he didn't expect the bones to return to his hometown, but only hoped that his granddaughter would be merciful, no matter if he was adopted by someone or bought... If it is not possible, he will die with him at a distance Dongqing's nearest Syracuse City is also good.

These refugees all came here by foot.

Matthew is not bad, at least there are broken shoes from some dead person, and many people are barefoot.

Before arriving in Syracuse, they were discovered by patrolling cavalry scouts, and all of them were captured.

I thought I would die, but I didn't expect these soldiers to let them take dry food, go wherever they came from, don't even think about smuggling to Dongqing.

Matthew heard the crying of the refugees around him, and learned the identity of the enemy leader from the mouths of some refugees.

In a trance, there is a feeling that when the mountains and rivers are about to be desperate, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright again.

"grandfather?"

The granddaughter is very thin, with a big head and a small body. Every time I see her like this, I worry about breaking her neck.

Matthew said, "Don't worry, Grandpa has a solution."

He said so with his mouth, but he didn't have any confidence in his heart.

Even so, he begged Jiang Pengji to see Jiang Pengji and gave his name in a desperate mood.

No one thinks that Matthew, a bad old man, has anything to do with the Lord of the World, even Matthew himself is stunned—he really knew such a character when he was young—or, those childhood memories are just his bad old man's. Daydream?

When he waited anxiously, was summoned, and tremblingly came to see Jiang Pengji, time seemed to go back in an instant.

What he saw was not only the majestic female prince in front of him, but also the bright young man in red who was laughing and scolding in Langya County back then. They are obviously two completely different pictures, but at this time they are overlapping in front of his eyes, and they fit perfectly, whether it's people or scenes.

Time flies, time treats me like snow and sword, but you are still like a boy in fresh clothes.

When talking about these things, Matthew's cloudy eyes did not have any waves.

Not the calm after a storm, but the lifeless silence.

Jiang Pengji sent someone to settle down Matthew, and sent a doctor to check his pulse. Matthew thanked him with a smile.

The doctor took the pulse and prescribed medicine, and then replied to Jiang Pengji.

"It looks like the lamp is dying... If you hang it with precious medicinal materials, it will only be a few months..."

Physicians can cure chronic diseases, but they cannot save people who are dying.

The only thing Jiang Pengji could do was to make Matthew's last days better and live longer.

She paused her hand for correcting official documents, black dots splashed out from drops of ink.

"How many more days can I live?"

The doctor said, "The end of spring and the beginning of summer next year."

Jiang Pengji waved her hand, "Go down, I understand."

Today's live broadcast room was very silent, and those naughty salted fish didn't say anything.

Qi Guanrang asked her, "What is my lord thinking?"

She whispered slowly, "At the end of spring and beginning of summer next year, can the world be unified..."

In another place, Matthew was talking to Lu Zheng silently, and Matthew's granddaughter was holding a soft meat pie, chewing slowly.

"...Everyone has their own destiny...It's just fate...Why does Shaoyin show such a sad expression?"

Lu Zheng laughed at himself, "Usually he is cold-hearted, but today he seems to be a little sadder."

Matthew laughed, "Today is a rare and joyous day for me in the past ten years."

It is naturally joyful to find someone who can take care of the lonely before dying.

Lu Zheng wanted to say something comforting, but he couldn't say anything when it came to his mouth.

Reminiscing about the past is even more nonsense.

For Matthew, who has been tortured for half of his life, the more beautiful his youth, the more he will set off the bleakness and pain of his later life.

The two really wanted to reminisce about the past, but they just added salt to Matthew's wound.

"...If you have any troubles, I will treat this child as if I were my own."

Matthew was not hypocritical, he waved to the child, the child hesitated to put down the meatloaf, and sat down beside Matthew's bed.

"He—" Matthew made a rare joke, "he will be your false father in the future."

Lu Zheng turned dark and corrected, "It's Grandpa!"

He adopted Matthew's granddaughter as his adoptive daughter, so he was just a generation shorter than Matthew!

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