C509 Ten Days of Silence

Tianyuan for twenty years. When the autumn tiger just retreated from this piece of land and the autumn wind blew closer with a tremble, the flames in the hearts of normal people burned hotter and hotter.

On the third day of September, after the riots in the Jing Zhao Prefecture had ceased, he reserved the final dignity for the mob — only to throw them out, not to deprive them of their freedom