Chapter 593 Three Strikes

There was a lot written on that paper. Ma Chao looked carefully and found that what was recorded on it was the life events of Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty recorded in simplified Chinese.

In some places, there is an obvious ambiguous shortage. It can be seen that Liu Xie wrote it according to his memory and historical years. However, Ma Chao was not surprised by these. But he saw that the records before the three years of Chuping were all ordinary pen and black characters, and in the fourth year of Chuping, Liu Xie actually drew a horizontal line with a red pen!

And, under Ma Chao's keen sense of smell, he found that the red ink was not made of cinnabar, but blood. From this, you can imagine how painful and crazy Liu Xie felt when he crossed the red line?!

The words on the blood line are: In the fourth year of Chuping, there was a great drought in Sili, from April to June. The emperor avoided the main hall and invited the rain and sent messengers to wash the prisoners. At that time, the valley was 500,000 yuan, and the beans and wheat were 200,000 yuan. People ate each other and accumulated white bones. Xia June Ding Chou, earthquake; Wu Yin, earthquake again. Yi Si is obscure, and there is a daily eclipse.

Ma Chao's hands seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the paper, trembling slightly, and his cold and ruthless heart were defeated by the above content: drought, earthquake, locust disaster! Four years of Chuping has been a complete year, which is simply a natural disaster for Sanfu!

Ma Chao has not experienced the three disasters of drought, earthquake and locust, but in his previous life, he had seen documentaries about the Great Famine in Africa on TV. There are dying big-headed dolls targeted by vulture, and girls who should be curvy but lie on the haystacks like skeletons. All the ends of the TV are full of dry land and thousands of miles. Looking over, the seedlings and weeds are not born. In the face of hunger, people all turn into demons, eat each other, and cut their meat and fruit. All human nature and morality have been completely smashed in the face of the drought!!

And that's just the tragedy of the drought. After April to June, there were two earthquakes. Ancient buildings had no earthquake resistance at all. Under the violent shaking of the earth, people were powerless and panicked. Don't think about being killed and killed by wood and stones, and you know that it will definitely be countless!

Next, there is another locust disaster that is no less than the previous two. The locust plague that swept the Guanzhong Plain, the locusts poured down, and the seedlings were eaten up along the way. Even the trees and weeds could not escape the mouth of the locusts. The whole Guanzhong Plain was thousands of miles away and starved. Thinking of this, Ma Chao's scalp was numb. He knew that once the locusts attacked, the whole Guanzhong would become hell on earth.

I have never seen the horror of the locust plague, but the historical records that Ma Chao can recall wrote that there are locusts in Guanzhong, and there are all kinds of crops and trees, which cover the sun, hinder people and horses, and fill the pits. The horror of that scene can be imagined that all locusts are not eating grass but eating people!!

"Faband, why do you look so ugly?" Liu Yue looked at Ma Chao staring at the thin wind aid paper without blinking, and her whole face almost turned pale. She couldn't help asking worriedly.

But Ma Chao has no strength to reply to Liu Yue's concern at this time. Yes, he is the invincible god of war in Yongzhou and the tide in the political whirlpool, but in the face of this natural disaster, he was suddenly beaten into his original shape: he is just a mortal, ordinary and unable to fight against heaven.

Although he knows the law of historical development, he has also worked hard several times to bring the whole Ma family to an unprecedented height in history. But history also began to retaliate at this moment. After Ma Chao was ambitious and ready to recuperate next year, when he sent troops to the Guanzhong and devoted himself to the big stage of the heroes, history wanted to use three natural disasters to make the Ma family return to the pre-liberation!

You should know that the whole Yongzhou has barely reached the scale of nearly one million people after three years of Ma Chao's painstaking operation. Although the territory of Sili is not as good as Yongzhou, the population is more than 3 million! With millions of manpower and three years of results, it took three years to save an unprecedented disaster...

Not to mention whether this is worth it or not, even if Ma Chao is ruthless to save the world, whether he can resist it or not is an unknown! And even if the Ma family survives, it will take at least two to three years to recover to the current level of the Ma family... Such a price is so great that Ma Chao doesn't dare to think at all!!

"Husband, there are still words behind this letter?" Liu Yue saw that Ma Chao seemed to have fallen into shock and couldn't extricate herself. When she was at a loss, she suddenly glanced at it. There was actually a line of words written in blood.

When Ma Chao heard the words, he immediately turned over the letter and saw a line of handwriting much fresher than the previous page, which said: Ma Chao, I seem to have lost all to you, but in fact, you have lost your human conscience and become a person like me!

"Liu Xie!!" Ma Chao angrily tore up the wind paper in his hand and roared, "I will never be as ruthless as you!" You have given up millions of Han people in the Sili area, and I can forgive your incompetence and weakness. But I will never forgive you for regard me as a cold-blooded person like you!!"

"husband... Husband!" Liu Yue was shocked and hurriedly hugged Ma Chao and cried, "What's wrong with you? What exactly is written on it?!"

Ma Chao's face was as dark as ink. He thought for a long time and said, "Yeer, you may not believe it, but I tell you that from April next year, there will be a severe drought in the Sili area, and people will eat each other. In June, Ding Chou and Wu Yin, there were two major earthquakes in Chang'an. And after Yisi, there was another locust plague in the Sili area..."

When Liu Yue heard the words, her face turned pale. Although she is a princess of Han Dynasty, she can feel the horror and heaviness of the catastrophe. At the same time, he could better understand Ma Chao's psychology at this time and couldn't help but say tentatively, "Why is your husband so sure that next year will be the year of Si Li's disaster?" Could it be that Liu Xie deliberately took the initiative to leave Chang'an for this reason?

Ma Chao took a deep breath, straightened his mind a little, and frowned and said, "Liu Xie left Chang'an because he lost Chang'an to me. However, he was unwilling to lose. After knowing the disaster of Sili, he left a pen here to see how I would deal with it... And he bet that I will withdraw from the Sili area like him and let millions of Li Concubines die!"

"Can... But why did Liu Xie know that Sili will be in great trouble tomorrow? Liu Yue sat on the dragon bed without princess style and muttered, "It's impossible. Even though many people in the world boast that they know astronomy and geography, they are all deceivers. And Liu Xie, my concubine didn't know that he could also divine the art of astrology..."

Ma Chao smiled bitterly. Liu Xie and he, where else do they need the art of divination? The two only need to recall a little, and they can roughly explain the history of the next 1,000 years. How can they look at the giant spherical celestial body composed of various substances to predict the right and wrong on the earth?

After laughing, Ma Chao also sat down on Long**, gently hugged Liu Yue's shoulder, looked at the bright stars in the sky outside the window, and sighed silently in his heart: You can reflect the light of the sun carefreely in the sky and bring peace to the night. But in the world, we don't know what kind of doomsday disaster will usher in under such tranquility!

What's more tragic is that the world doesn't know, and only you know and have to take responsibility...