Chapter 705: The King and the Dalit

Lu Zhishan's throat knot slid up and down and nodded: "Okay."
"Thank you, Grandpa and Princess!"
Hundreds of villagers smashed three heads at Lu Zhishan and Mu Nanzhi together before they were willing to get up. There are not so many stools in the other courtyard. Lu Zhishan simply sat on the floor. Zhu Shuangquan and other villagers also followed Lu Zhishan. When the mountain sat down, Song Fuhe and Jixiang took a group of young men to carry teapots and cups, and the food containers came out, busy pouring tea and distributing snacks to the villagers.
Mu Nanzhi's eye circles were red. She couldn't handle such a scene. She was sitting behind Lu Zhishan, listening to Lu Zhishan and Zhu Shuangquan talking. Lu Zhishan was afraid of the children on the ground, and she took off her cloak. The child fell to the ground before falling on the ground.
"Ruan Xinhuai has always been mischievous. I have heard of it, but I have n’t intervened in political affairs, so I ca n’t put a beak. In the final analysis, it ’s my fault.
Lu Zhishan held a tea cup and spoke to a lot of villagers. With self-blame, "On the Lantern Festival, if I didn't run into the murderer of Jingzhao Yin Yin on the spot, I'm afraid I won't manage it, so I can't afford such a big gift for everyone."
"Where did the Lord say? No matter what, the Lord saved us," Zhu Shuangquan said, shaking his head and sighing. "And in the final analysis, only the Lord is willing to help us, the untouchables in southern Xinjiang, these years, the north South Xinjiang exiles, how can they have a good life? Is it because they are oppressed and oppressed, we have good luck in the South Xinjiang people in Shanghe Village and Xiahe Village. These years have been taken care of by the Royal Lord, so the life has been passable, compared to other South Xinjiang exiles. Our days ca n’t be any better, and we have been thinking about Wang ’s gratitude. I dare not think that Wang ’s will be offended to Prince and His Majesty for our sake. We are really grateful and afraid in our hearts. Daen, I'm afraid that Lord Wang will be guilty of us because of us. If that's the case, we ... we must be guilty to death ... "
At this point, Zhu Shuangquan's voice was choked, and the big masters who were tall and big had red eyes.
"I heard that Long live the King and put him into the clan's palace, and the King was also ... lowered to the next level ..." Zhu Shuang whispered after the whole body of Zhu Shuang. How about punishing the Lord? "
For a while, many villagers eloquently said, "Yeah, how can Long live the grandfather punish and punish the grandfather? The grandfather is our savior!"
"Although Nguyen Xinhuai is tenacious, he is a court official, and he is the third-ranking official. According to the Dali King Law, no one can live with Nguyen Xinhuai, so he should punish me," Lu Zhishan said. Tao said, while appeasing the villagers of Qizi, "Long live the Lord just ordered me to be closed for a few days. Although the title was lowered by one level, it didn't really affect me much. It was just a small punishment."
"But Banzai is pretending to be covering up Ruan Xinhuai and Prince Huai," said a young man without a look. "Ruan Xinhuai's evil behavior is not one or two days. How can he not know? It's just opening one eye and closing one eye. If It ’s not this time that Lord Wang shot and executed Ruan Xinhuai, maybe we will be killed in Shanghe Village and Xiahe Village. It can be seen that the court did not put our southern Xinjiang people in the eyes, and it is not known whether the court is now looking for opportunities. Come and destroy us. "
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