Ma Feng was wearing a regular suit and came out of the palace with lingering fear. He walked quickly, looking at the sky from time to time, and then he breathed a sigh of relief after getting on the carriage: "Erlang, go home quickly!"

"Yes, lord!" The coachman responded quickly, waving his whip, and the carriage ran very quickly, much faster than usual.

Because there are no more people on the streets, the once prosperous streets are like ghost markets at this time, and there are not many people. Even many shops are closed consciously, with only rice shops and vinegar shops open scatteredly.

Ma Feng breathed a long sigh of relief. As the Xuanhui envoy, he was in charge of the roster of various departments and was considered half of the Privy Councilor. Generally speaking, he served as the Privy Councilor.

However, it can be expected that the title of Privy Councilor will be held in a few years. Now he is a military power figure with a certain number in the court.

"Sanlang, how about your family? Was it hit?" Ma Feng looked out the window and could vaguely see several big pits, and couldn't help asking.

"Since a few days ago, the stone was originally thrown from the south, and our north city is quite stable, but now there are stones everywhere."

While driving the horse, the groom said with lingering fear: "Yesterday, my neighbor's family was smashed, the bones were gone, the house collapsed, and almost arrived at my house. It was too dangerous."

"Master, you tell me, how long can we last in Taiyuan City? If this continues, I will drive the bus every day, for fear that I will disappear when I go back."

Hearing this, Ma Feng shook his head and said, "In this world, I don't know where the Tang people got such a powerful weapon, and they could actually throw stones into the city. No wonder they fought south and north, and were unstoppable."

"It seems that this time, Taiyuan City is in danger!"

When the groom heard this, his eyelids moved and he said, "Master, you can't even say it, then Taiyuan City will be really difficult."

"But, Taiyuan City was destroyed, I don't know that we can get better. Those Qiu Ba people killed people like a slap..."

Hearing this, Ma Feng shook his head with a wry smile and said, "As far as I know, the Tang army has strict military disciplines and has never heard of them having massacres in the city. However, you ordinary people are fine, but we may not be able to fully enjoy high-ranking officials and generous salaries like this?"

"Why is this? Master, what about you, the high-ranking official!"

"Grand official?" Ma Feng shook his head and said, "Taiyuan resisted stubbornly, and it was useless to persuade him many times. The court and the emperor both had the intention of being lucky and understood that there were too few people."

"We in Northern Han are the last city in China. Unlike the ones ahead, we still need to behave like this, so we have these catapults working day and night."

Immediately, he stopped talking.

During these days, thousands of people were killed or injured in Taiyuan City. Although people were in panic, the city was still as solid as a rock, which made the emperor and the officials extremely confident.

What is it like to die? Just be fine if a noble person like them is fine.

However, Ma Feng knows military affairs and knows that guarding the city requires people's hearts. What can the thousands of stakes of money paid by the court do? Smothering people's hearts is a joke.

What made him even more frightened was that the Fen River outside the city had gradually gathered and hung high. Obviously, it would be flooded with water in Taiyuan in two or three days.

So what should I do?

The city can withstand people, but cannot withstand the Fen River.

With a lot of worries, he returned home. After eating, he said to his wife and children: "From today, the whole family will move to the back building to live here. It's fine, it's not used anymore."

Ma Feng was wearing a regular suit and came out of the palace with lingering fear. He walked quickly, looking at the sky from time to time, and then he breathed a sigh of relief after getting on the carriage: "Erlang, go home quickly!"

"Yes, lord!" The coachman responded quickly, waving his whip, and the carriage ran very quickly, much faster than usual.

Because there are no more people on the streets, the once prosperous streets are like ghost markets at this time, and there are not many people. Even many shops are closed consciously, with only rice shops and vinegar shops open scatteredly.

Ma Feng breathed a long sigh of relief. As the Xuanhui envoy, he was in charge of the roster of various departments and was considered half of the Privy Councilor. Generally speaking, he served as the Privy Councilor.

However, it can be expected that the title of Privy Councilor will be held in a few years. Now he is a military power figure with a certain number in the court.

"Sanlang, how about your family? Was it hit?" Ma Feng looked out the window and could vaguely see several big pits, and couldn't help asking.

"Since a few days ago, the stone was originally thrown from the south, and our north city is quite stable, but now there are stones everywhere."

While driving the horse, the groom said with lingering fear: "Yesterday, my neighbor's family was smashed, the bones were gone, the house collapsed, and almost arrived at my house. It was too dangerous."

"Master, you tell me, how long can we last in Taiyuan City? If this continues, I will drive the bus every day, for fear that I will disappear when I go back."

Hearing this, Ma Feng shook his head and said, "In this world, I don't know where the Tang people got such a powerful weapon, and they could actually throw stones into the city. No wonder they fought south and north, and were unstoppable."

"It seems that this time, Taiyuan City is in danger!"

When the groom heard this, his eyelids moved and he said, "Master, you can't even say it, then Taiyuan City will be really difficult."

"But, Taiyuan City was destroyed, I don't know that we can get better. Those Qiu Ba people killed people like a slap..."

Hearing this, Ma Feng shook his head with a wry smile and said, "As far as I know, the Tang army has strict military disciplines and has never heard of them having massacres in the city. However, you ordinary people are fine, but we may not be able to fully enjoy high-ranking officials and generous salaries like this?"

"Why is this? Master, what about you, the high-ranking official!"

"Grand official?" Ma Feng shook his head and said, "Taiyuan resisted stubbornly, and it was useless to persuade him many times. The court and the emperor both had the intention of being lucky and understood that there were too few people."

"We in Northern Han are the last city in China. Unlike the ones ahead, we still need to behave like this, so we have these catapults working day and night."

Immediately, he stopped talking.

During these days, thousands of people were killed or injured in Taiyuan City. Although people were in panic, the city was still as solid as a rock, which made the emperor and the officials extremely confident.

What is it like to die? Just be fine if a noble person like them is fine.

However, Ma Feng knows military affairs and knows that guarding the city requires people's hearts. What can the thousands of stakes of money paid by the court do? Smothering people's hearts is a joke.

What made him even more frightened was that the Fen River outside the city had gradually gathered and hung high. Obviously, it would be flooded with water in Taiyuan in two or three days.

So what should I do?

The city can withstand people, but cannot withstand the Fen River.
Chapter completed!