For Meng Qu, marrying his sister out is a very normal political marriage. After he was exposed to the concept of political marriage at the age of five, he no longer treated his sister as an independent person.

　　Marriage, in this world, this era, is not one of the processes of love.

　　Marriage is a link in life, and, like all production activities, it has a harsh practical significance.

There are many reasons for aristocratic marriages. In order to cling to the lineage, to obtain political and military support, and to fiefdom, it is also possible. Before the marriage begins, the man and woman may meet. If you are satisfied, it is satisfied. Go straight to the wedding. If you are not satisfied , Then dissatisfied, go straight to the wedding.

　　 The reasons for common people’s marriage are relatively simple. The man has occasionally seen the woman, and then he can inquire about the residence of the other person, and visit the other’s parents with gifts. If the parents have the intention of marrying a daughter, then the wedding can be considered. To say love at first sight, it can barely be counted, but the element of sensation is greater.

　　 For aristocratic women, their status after marriage depends on the power of their parents.

　　 For civilian women, there is no status after marriage.

Women are the complete appendages of men. Those civilian women who are suspected of derailing by their husbands will be executed waterboarding, similar to a pig cage, but using a wooden lever to submerge the woman bound in the wooden cage in the dirt. In the water of the river, there are the slaughter of livestock, leftover meals, dead wild dog carcasses, fly eggs, larvae, leeches and locusts...

However, this is not the most oppressed era for women. Five centuries ahead, Julian 40 years ago, Mithraism set off a witch hunting movement, and the Mithra monks at that time led the knights all over the continent. Running, adhering to the principle of killing mistakes and never letting go, worked hard for 30 years and successfully reduced the female population of the whole mainland by 10%.

　　 A man suspects that a woman is unfaithful, he is a witch! Burned to death.

　　 The baby next door died, and a witch cast a spell to frame it! Caught up and burned to death. As for the hapless woman caught? It is purely a matter of probability.

　　 The women gathered to chat, it was a witch gathering, they must be brewing a vicious strategy, maybe it is to release the inanimate evil spirit sealed in the underworld! Burn to death burn to death.

　　 Not only are civilian women, but noble women can't escape the poison of the witch's hammer.

　　 Regardless of historical or practical considerations, Meng Qu doesn't care about the situation of his four sisters at all. He is the winner of the game, and he won the throne that would not belong to him. That is enough.

　　Of course, the feuds of father and brother, the pain of family and country must be reported.

　　 I can't beat Fei Mianjiao by myself, just let the sovereign state come to fight. There is poison in the veins of political animals.

　　 Mengqu stayed in Upolazi, carefully observing this emerging city.

　　 As an insightful royal heir, he can observe the world critically. Every fall and winter, the Royal Family of Hendon will relocate to the palace on Pingdun Mountain in the northern part of the principality to avoid the bitter sea breeze, and will visit the towns and villages of Hendon along the way. Mengqu still remembers the appearance of those untouchables, lifeless and farming. The women are shirtless, as wretched as a group of mud monkeys, and men drink provocatively, and of course they also go hunting in the mountains. What kind of village I went to every year, what kind of village it is now.

The difference between Upraz is that in addition to all kinds of incomprehensible exquisite building materials and incredible productivity, there are also the people here. They are die-hard and rigid. At first glance, they seem to be poured out of the same mold. , No one is idle, everyone is walking in a hurry, except for the young children playing on the street, the whole city is enveloped by an invisible cloud, and this deep pressure seeps from everyone’s pores, It can even make others clearly feel that the invisible chain binds everyone.

　　 But they are happy again. Not seeing any idlers on the street means that there is no crime, no pickpocketing, no robbery, and no fighting. Everyone has no worries about food and clothing, has a strong body, and a cheerful and simple expression.

　　 This kind of feeling, he had seen it in another city, but it was a dull country——Tergaon.

In the greedy and insidious Tergaon, the monks sold blessing scriptures and heavenly coupons on the street. The whole city seemed to be as tall and unthinkable as being separated from the world. A poor believer could show a gentle and calm smile in the sewage trench, a pious person. The nobleman would bend down and kiss the land in front of the monk.

There is no humanity there, and here, there is also a lack of human touch. This similar expression made Meng Qu take it lightly at the beginning. Until he left, he was escorted by two sergeants all the way down the mountain path of Upolaz. , Came a long line, men carrying a load of rice, women carrying baskets of glutinous rice cakes and cotton balls, their cheers drowned in the fragrance of the food.

　　 At this moment, Meng Qu realized that although the people here, although they are bound, they have been sublimated in their work, instead of wasting their time in praying for the salvation of Mithra.

　　 So, what kind of **** is noodle god?

　　……

　　 Messery de Cornell sits in the brightly lit bedroom.

　　 She is the eldest princess of the Principality of Hendon. Today, she is the property, or property, of the Pope.

　　 Each of the three sisters has a sleeping hall, and the so-called sleeping hall is actually nothing more than a small bedroom. It covers an area of ​​ten square meters without windows, and the lighting depends on a magic glass lamp on the ceiling. The crystalline stone furniture is so simple that it looks like a primitive creation. The only decoration in the room is the portrait of noodles on the wall. It is a bowl of Qishan scorched noodles. It is vivid and hot and red, and people can drool.

　　 Messery can't forget the tumbling head of her father, the dead bodies of her mothers, and the three younger sisters, Detti, Alison, and Amara, they should be next door now, but she can't act at will.

That little flying-faced pope, although he is a handsome man~lightnovelpub.net~, the blood on his hands is not clean. Owned by such a tyrant, the princess is affected by a strong fate Heart.

　　A woman has no choice in this world. Messery only hopes that his noble attitude can deter the wild pope, and don't stretch the claws to her three younger sisters.

　　 She waited anxiously in the room. The heavy iron door had never been opened, but only the airflow from the vents on the four walls accompanied her. This was a cage.

　　 She walked to the wall and tapped lightly. After a while, there was a rapid tapping sound next door, who could it be? Detti is still Alison, and Amara should not have the strength to knock on such a thick wall.

　　 The compassion and motherhood in his heart emerged. Messery gently tapped on the wall, gently like a long narrative poem, and the sound of percussions next door calmed down.

　　 The silent understanding between the sisters is like this, linking them up again.

　　 Time passed day by day, and people delivered meals and arranged sanitation every day, but it was a cold, sergeant wrapped in armor, and never had any communication with Messeri, as if it were just a machine that dumped the dung.

　　 This morning, the bell rang six times in the corridor. Messery woke up, still walking to the wall and tapping, trying to communicate with the sister next door.

　　 However, there was no response.

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