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  Everyone says that the Emperor has done something wrong and Heaven is venting its anger on the common people. I think the imperial court is not to blame, but this time the problem cannot be solved by simply opening the national treasury. The rain of the past half year still hasn't stopped, and I'm just waiting in that broken hut at the corner of Chang'an Street, facing a room full of weapons, for that old man to come and tell me something. No one has been to this hut for a long time, and it's all covered in spider webs. It seems he's also dead.

  Out of the house, I heard the groaning sounds all over the street, all were hungry and sick, and from time to time, dead bodies could be seen. Everyone guessed whether this country was going to collapse soon? I think it shouldn't be, because even if the imperial court is declining, it's still the imperial court, and regime change requires someone to overthrow it, but now everyone is starving like that, only people in the palace are still eating well and living comfortably.

  Chang'an is still like this, I think it's better to go back to where I live. There are still people waiting for me there.