During the Ganping period, there was a severe drought in the northwest Gaozhou. There were already five months of rain before it arrived, and the hunger was recommended.

The scorching sun was sunny on the top of the head, and the heat waves rolled in. Looking around, a large area of ​​roasted gray-black earth cracked into blocks, and the surface was rolled up.

Fu Chen walked for several hours, and the blisters under his feet forced him to slow down. Not far away, a farmer curled up on the ground with his back, his skinny body seemed to break in one fold, his reddish-brown skin was like old tree bark, and his thin paws that looked like dry were digging to the ground, trying to find some tree roots to satisfy his hunger, and blood and soil were mixed together, which was a bit shocking.

Such situations are not uncommon, and Fu Chen can no longer have any extra sympathy. His situation is not much better than farmers. Compared to hunger, the lack of water is the main cause of his loss of vitality.

I don't know what tripped my legs, but he fell to the ground crookedly, and he didn't get up any longer because he was so exhausted.

He was gasping like a dried fish, and his despair and fatigue were slapping his persistence and endurance little by little. It would be great if there was a rain at this time.

Tick, tick.

The feeling of liquid dripping on the face is very real. Is the prayer effective?

He was filled with the most sincere gratitude. If the tear glands had not been dead, they could not secrete water, he would have wished he could cry!

At this time, nothing made him more ecstatic than rain. This was God's best gift! He tore open his eyelids with difficulty, but his goal was to get a rake. The person holding the rake was the old man who had just digged the ground. He did not find that he had woken up. The old man seemed to be looking for a position to kill him in one blow.

And the rain he thought was the blood shed from the old man's thin claw wound.

The old man's forehead was covered with blue veins and trembled violently. The Adam's apple rolled out, especially on his shriveled neck, indicating that he was waiting for the food that was about to reach his mouth.

In the flash of lightning, Fu Chen thought, cannibalism! He is the food in the eyes of the old man!

The shadow of death brought by hunger made the last bit of human nature shaky.

He quickly kicked away the rake, under the threat of life, squeezed out the last strength in his body, rolled to the side to avoid the fatal blow, stood up and ran away, without even turning his head back.

His eyelids were beating all the way, his heart seemed to explode, and his throat became more and more ignited, but he didn't dare to stop.

He was also lucky. He encountered a pile of weeds on the road. His experience in his previous life told him that this plant has high medicinal value and is mainly used to treat malaria, heat stroke, etc. The most important thing is that it can be eaten. He didn't care about his image and finally relieved his thirst. He took off all the rest and put it in his pocket, preparing to give it to his brothers and sisters at home.

When he returned, he saw an unprecedented ox cart on the yellow soil outside his house rolling away with dust. The ox cart was a rare thing in the barren Gaozhou. The cart was his elder sister. This year, the long-term malnutrition made her look like she was eleven or twelve years old. She was so thin that she could blow down a gust of wind. Her eyes were deep, which made her eyes look big and dull. When she saw her younger brother Fu Chen chasing the ox cart, she opened her voice, like a leaking speaker: "Go back, Xiaochen, stop chasing... We... we have food to eat!"

The blood on Fu Chen's face was mixed with the soil, and his teeth were trembling with their upper and lower layers. He opened his eyes and watched his elder sister go further and further away.

This is what my elder sister said to him. My elder sister was sold to a lame man who lost his wife in Zhaoxi Village, Fu County, Yuzhou. Yuzhou is rich and not affected by drought. It was originally a good place to go, but the lame man was already in his life and had many bad habits. How could it be a good destination? The depression in his chest did not dissipate for a long time. He hated his powerlessness. Seeing the bag of millet placed in a corner of the earthen house, his eyes were sore, and the grains exchanged his sister's life.

A few months later, the food my elder sister had been eaten almost the same. Before dawn, Fu Chen had already gotten up and prepared to go out to find something to eat.

But I vaguely heard the mother's sob outside the door, and the intermittent conversation came.

"The second brother agreed..."

"...I'll send him into the palace tomorrow..."

"No matter how poor you are... you can't sell your children!"

My mother was so sad that she couldn't breathe. The sound of exhaling and inhaling was no longer controlled, and the father's sigh was on the side.

"I'll go on behalf of my second brother." When Fu Chen heard what he said, he walked to his parents without hesitation. Facing his mother who was crying, he slowly fell to the ground.

"Youngest, what are you talking about!! You are still young and don't understand... You are not even a man in the future..." After stopping crying, his mother Zhao looked at Fu Chen, who was only eight years old, in disbelief.

"Mom, I'm smarter than my second brother, and I'm too old, so they don't need it!"

"Silly kid, the palace is a place for people to eat. A few years ago, I heard that the old Zhang family sold his third son in. In a few years, they rolled up the mat and threw it into the mass grave outside the city. They couldn't even find the bones..." My father's eyes were red, and he covered his eyes with his dry hands. He couldn't continue. If he had the ability, which family would be willing to sell their children, it would be fine if they starved to death, but they could not harm several children together.

Zhao, who was reluctant to send his child to the palace as a eunuch, burst into tears when he heard this. He hugged Fu Chen in the child in anger, "If you don't go, you and your second brother will not go, we will never sell the child again! Let's get your elder sister back and not marry anymore! Our family will be together at any time!"

In ancient times, it was taboo to say the word "death", but the meaning in Zhao's words was obvious. She sacrificed her life and wanted to save these children.

The hot tears fell on Fu Chen's face, and even his heart seemed to be burned. Fu Chen reached back and hugged his thin mother and stroked the lines on his back bones. This woman, who was not as old as his previous life, had a hard life but never thought of harming the child. The mother shouted out without any psychological barriers.

When Fu Chen came to this era a few years ago, he carefully played this young child. In this era of believing in ghosts and gods, extraordinary behaviors may be burned to death. He did not do anything beyond this age or era, and gradually integrated into it. He had seen a woman from the old flower family at the entrance of the village and was considered to be possessed by a devil. According to local customs, she should be opened to purify her soul.

For a long time, he was out of place with this era and this family and lived as a bystander. But before he knew it, he had already regarded this family as a real family member. When this heavy family affection was infused into his heart, even a stalwart heart would be touched.

"I'll go! Dad, mom, believe me, I'm just the right age and there will be a good price." He knew that most dynasties had age restrictions for eunuchs, and the same was true for this Jin Dynasty that he did not remember. It would be better for children to have a vague age and be confused. Moreover, the palace also had simple requirements for children who were selected into the palace, such as appearance and speech. Compared with the dull and little brother, he believed that his price would be higher, but he never expected that he would have a day to calculate how much he could sell.

Most importantly, he might have avoided the Raush's knife.

"We must all survive by redeeming this silver sister."

Only by living can there be hope.

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"Chenzi, Chenzi, wake up!"

The body was pushed. When Fu Chen woke up from the bunk bed, he was sweating all over. The person who pushed him was Chen Goudan. However, because the eunuch in charge thought the name was not good, he changed his name to Chen Zuoren and was responsible for inspecting Huozhu. Because he was a little eccentric, he was just complementary to Fu Chen's temperament. The two had a good relationship.

"What's wrong?" Fu Chen's voice was hoarse, and he obviously didn't wake up.

Outside the supervisory board, there was a sound of "dong-dong,dong,dong" coming, one slow, three quick, which means it is one o'clock in the morning.

It is so uncomfortable to get a slimy and take a bath. As a rankless eunuch, the amount of bathing can be obtained is pitifully small.

"As soon as I came back from the patrol, I saw you sleeping uneasy and kept muttering something, was you being a nightmare?" Chen Zuoren didn't say that when he first came in, he saw Fu Chen trembling all over and pale in his face, and that look was not too cunning.

"I don't remember very much..." Fu Chen hadn't dreamed before entering the palace for a long time. After three years, his vivid faces were still clearly visible. He looked at the little eunuchs who were sleeping on the side and on the bed, but was not awakened by their movements. The snoring sounds were particularly loud in this small room.

"It's fine if you're fine. It was really scary just now." Chen Zuoren patted his chest in fear.

"Thanks to you, otherwise you wouldn't be caught by the nightmare." Fu Chen also responded kindly.

"Who and who are with us, are you polite!" Chen Zuoren took off his clothes and was about to go to bed, but heard some movement outside.

The two looked at each other and communicated quickly. In the palace, most of them were scheming, and those who were scheming mostly did not live long.

Not long after, the sound of rapid footsteps came outside the door. It was not difficult to hear it when it was late at night. Before Fu Chen could get dressed, a slight knock on the door sounded.

Fu Chen stopped Chen Zuoren and took a few seconds to analyze the situation. Judging from the frequency of his steps just now, it was an urgent matter, but he didn't want to make a big fight. They should be the ones they need.

Fu Chen and the others opened the door and saw Li Xiangying standing outside, who was the third-rank eunuch in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. There were also several small eunuchs from the Li faction following him. Li Xiangying was a shrewd person, famous for his cruelty. The little eunuch and palace maid who were beaten to death by him could be thrown out every few months. Now that he is so low-key, it must be nothing to see the light.

Fu Chen raised his heartless smile, which complemented his age, and played the effect of one plus one greater than two. Although he was a small and thin person, he smiled at everyone. His eyes were dark and clear, which made people feel unpleasant.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Mr. Li, what's wrong?"

Li Xiangying had a little impression of this little eunuch with a pretty face. She was an honest and diligent person. She bent over and said, "Look for a few people who are nervous and come out quickly, don't disturb too many people."
Chapter completed!