Diao Chan knew that Ma Chao was not Aunt Liu's biological child.
But what Diao Chan didn't know was that the mother Ma Chao was talking about was not his biological mother in the Three Kingdoms era.
However, this interesting mistake ends here.
Seeing that Ma Chao was in a good mood, Diao Chan said sarcastically: "Shadow is not too prepared for this rumor.
However, at this moment, I have already asked Duanmu Ruoyu, Tang Xiaomi, Dan Dan, Qin Shou and others to go deep into the public , began to investigate this rumor incident.”
After hearing this, Ma Chao said nothing and was about to wave his hand to let it go.
But in the end, he stopped this action and said: "I think I have a clue, Chan'er, I need you to investigate whether these strange rumors, which are all aimed at destroying the reputation of the Majia Group, are organized.
Spread among the people in batches."
"My husband means that this rumor was deliberately carried out by someone."
As soon as Ma Chao, a smart person like Diao Chan, spoke, she immediately understood Ma Chao's intention.
"It's hard to say now."
Ma Chao completely restored his majestic appearance of having everything under control, causing Diao Chan to be a little dazzled and continued: "And, I think, if it is really what I expected, then there will be no blood this time.
The war, I’m afraid, has just begun.”
"But now the situation is out of control, and the people in the Gyeonggi area are no longer willing to accept the Ma family's relief."
Diao Chan suddenly burst out, but she didn't want Ma Chao to be so decadent.
And when it comes to dealing with rumors, she really doesn't have a foolproof plan yet.
Fortunately, it seems that Ma Chao already has a plan in mind.
However, his next words instantly made Diao Chan feel that the air that was gradually getting hotter was freezing to her bones.
"That's because not enough people have died."
Ma Chao stood up suddenly, with an icy cold light in his eyes, and said seriously: "The Ma family has developed to this day, and it is no longer a humble family that desires the hearts of all classes.
At this moment, It must stand up for its own strength and toughness, just like Luoyang killed Han Siam and Shunchang was defeated."
"Husband, what are you doing?"
Diao Chan unconsciously covered her mouth in a daze and looked at the man who had been sleeping with her for more than a year in disbelief: "You are saying that you want the people of the capital to fend for themselves and give up.
They just want to save the Ma family’s face.”
"How is that different from Dong Zhuo back then?"
At this point, Diao Chan cried uncontrollably: She could accept that her man was a prince, but she could never live with a butcher with a human face and an animal heart.
Otherwise, when she took her Intelligence network, defecting to the Ma family without reservation, and for what purpose?
"Chan'er" Ma Chao's tone was suddenly harsh and painful, as if he was in pain after a serious injury.
The look in his eyes towards Diao Chan also showed an extremely painful request, and he said slowly: "It's not that you give up on them, but that you have forgotten that this year, there will be drought and locust plagues.
It's not that the Ma family wants to show its ruthlessness, but that It is the situation that forces the Ma family to do this."
When Diao Chan heard this, her beauty suddenly turned pale.
She understood the compassion in Ma Chao's mouth, and her heart was shattered in an instant.
In a state of confusion, she only felt that she was being held by a strong arm, as if she was being squeezed into his body: "We have done everything we can and should do.
We have to blame , just blame this ruthless history.”
Faithful love, compassion and a sincere heart to save cannot alleviate the Ma family's current problems.
Everyone in the Ma family is still very busy.
All high-ranking officials and powerful generals are on the front line to direct the disaster relief and aftermath.
It seems that the Ma family's posture is to fight with heaven and earth in the first year of Xingping.
However, the rumors continued and the restlessness remained.
Everyone in the capital still hates and hates the Ma family's kindness.
The pride of the Ma family, who was once a servant, has become a street rat that everyone shouts about.
Until one day, I don't know when it started, the people of the capital gradually began to accept the Ma family's kindness.
What led to this change was that, as Ma Chao had expected, a more tragic incident occurred, which made the victims no longer care about the etiquette of monarchs and ministers, and the loyalty of Han Dynasty.
June is supposed to be the month when all things come back to life, but there is no rain in April in the capital.
As for June, a grain of dendrobium and a stone has increased to 500,000 yuan.
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The red land in Sili is thousands of miles away, and people eat each other.
Although the drum trucks and rollover trucks installed by the Ma family in advance had a certain watering effect in early spring.
However, by June, the entire river flowing through Chang'an began to dry up.
Due to lack of water, the soil has turned into gelatinous hard soil, and pieces of it disintegrated and lay paralyzed on the Guanzhong Plain, as if the end was coming.
At this time, the Ma family's battle to save the common people truly began.
Although rumors are still raging in the Sili area, the victims who are already so hungry that they cannot stand up can no longer listen to those boring rumors.
At this time, if anyone can give him a bite to eat, whether it is spreading rumors or killing people and bleeding, he will not hesitate.
The blazing sunshine began to exert its power in the early morning, and the temperature suddenly began to warm.
By dawn, the whole land of Gyeonggi Province was already suffused with heat.
When the sun rose, the old birds on the Weiyang Palace screamed noisily for two hours.
When the smoke started to spread, they had no choice but to sit in the mass graves in the fields.
Ma Chao managed to sleep for a few hours again today, and hurriedly got up as soon as daybreak, ordered the guards to set out, and personally inspected the disaster relief work outside the city.
Ma Chao was very grateful to heaven that such a disaster occurred in the hot June and not in the twelfth lunar month.
Otherwise, just keeping millions of victims warm would make Ma Chao lose his hair; but at the same time, he also cursed the sky, for there must be a great epidemic after the great disaster.
Ma family, are you ready to face the plague?
Now is the hottest time, which is the best time for the epidemic to spread.
Do you want to prepare the best to kill the people of Sili, or do you want to take a gamble?
Let’s see.
Let’s see if man can defeat heaven Ma Chao's usually handsome and resolute face, as dazzling as a brocade, no longer has the beauty of the past.
He frowned tightly, watching the disasters ravaging the world along the way.
It seemed that overnight, Chang'an, which was as prosperous as fireworks, was smashed to pieces by an irresistible hand.
The once bustling streets have become deserted.
Outside some city walls, Ma Chao saw huddled beggars and refugees who were suffering from cold and hunger.
Among them, some were still trembling and lingering, and some had turned into lifeless pieces of flesh for crows and birds to peck at; if it was night, Only the cold moon shines on the ruins, and the entire city of Chang'an is as desolate as a ghost.
The closer we get to the refugee camp, the more painful the horror is.
Along the way, Ma Chao could hardly bear to open his eyes.
Arriving at the destination, Ma Chao discovered that the disaster relief work last night had not stopped.
When Ma Chao arrived outside the city, there were still many torches on both sides of the road that had not been completely extinguished, still emitting a few green smoke, and hundreds of soldiers were surrounding them.
Following Ma Chao, he inspected various relief situations one by one.
After walking a few miles, Zhong Yao hurried up after receiving the news.
Ma Chao knew that since the disaster relief work began, Zhong Yao, a noble and suave scholar, had packed up his clothes and worked in a temple outside the city with a few old servants, patrolling and supervising day and night, and not allowing his subordinates to slack off. .
It was also for this reason that all the petty officials in the Ma family hated him to death during this period.
However, despite the hatred in his heart, there was no ambiguity in rescuing the victims.
However, even under such circumstances, what Ma Chao least wanted to see happened still happened.
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