The handwriting is neat and the strokes are powerful.
That is, I read it for a long time but still couldn't understand what it said.
As a last resort, I took a few photos and sent them to Song Jinli.
That guy is quite knowledgeable about antiques, maybe he can understand what is written.
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Tan Junyan threw all the gold ingots she could afford into the porcelain jar.
Although the gold was gone, I was still a little disappointed after waiting for a long time and seeing no reaction from the porcelain jar.
He bowed to the porcelain jar, took all the food left by Zi Yang and the others, and turned to walk out.
Two days ago, the barbarian army attacked the city, and Leo, who grew up with him, was seriously injured.
The military doctor said he was beyond saving.
So I asked Leo if he had any unfulfilled wishes.
Little Leo said that he just wanted to have a full meal, even if it was just grass roots or tree bark.
After leaving the general's mansion, broken walls and ruins can be seen everywhere on both sides of the road.
Everyone who could be seen had a haggard face, sunken eye sockets, and was skinny.
Some people were already dying, their eyes were dazed and dull.
They lay powerlessly on the roadside, waiting for death to come.
Once they die, they will be eaten as food by others.
No one wants to eat people, there is really nothing to eat.
If you want to survive, you have to be ruthless and eat each other.
When they saw Tan Junyan passing by with her guards, a glimmer of hope appeared in their desperate eyes.
Those who still had a little strength supported their weak bodies and knelt down tremblingly.
Although Tan Junyan felt heartbroken, there was no change in her expression.
She kept walking and said in an emotionless voice, "Break each bun into four and give them one to each person."
Although these people are pitiful, pitiful people are not necessarily kind.
Never show any weakness in front of them.
A lot of military rations were used to help the people in the city, but some people were not only ungrateful, but also often robbed the rations and even killed soldiers.
They did not stop their evil deeds until an order was issued that anyone who stole military rations would be put to death.
“Yes, yes…”
More than a dozen followers agreed in unison.
"I want Daddy, I don't want to eat Daddy, woo woo..."
"Dad, we won't eat you, wake up..."
After walking a distance, Tan Junyan was attracted by the sound, stopped, and turned to look at the closed gate.
"Your father committed suicide so that you could live. Stop crying and give me food."
Tan Junyan pushed open the gate and saw a mother scolding her two young children with tears in her eyes.
"If you die of hunger, your father's death will be in vain, wuwu..."
The two little guys looked to be six or seven years old. They were dressed in rags and looked very thin. They lay on their father and cried loudly.
The boy cried and shouted that he didn't want to eat his father, and he kept pushing hard to try to wake his father up.
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