Chapter 408: Wang Teng Rises to the Surface

t remained was a mixture of rice grains and gravel, with many rice weevils wriggling on top, densely packed together, making one's scalp tingle just by looking at them.Then, one of the refugees shoute...not even have to bow when they see the emperor, and when they meet ordinary princes or nobles, they must proactively dismount their horses."The empire rules the world with benevolence and filial piety...