The next day, in the southwest of Donglai Mansion, flags were fluttering and swords and guns were like a forest; tens of thousands of Xingtai troops wearing helmets and armors, soldiers from various vassals, and local soldiers who had long suffered from the perverse actions of the Fuso invaders gathered spontaneously to help in the battle. The people gathered together into a colorful ocean.
And right in the center of this vast "ocean" is a seven-story high platform built overnight; and on this high platform, a small round face has been replaced by a long dark gold sacrificial dress that stretches to the floor. Surrounded by many civil and military officials and colorfully clad witches, they climbed up the steps.
With the raging fire lit in the huge cauldron, and the many sacrifices and offerings that were thrown into it, the green smoke billowed out during the burning; those colorful robed witches who came from the families of feudal lords, ministers and officials , also began to wave their long sleeves, singing and dancing on the spot.
The rhythm to which they danced was another time and space version of the Internet celebrity song "Compendium of Materia Medica" played by various bells, tripods, silk and bamboo instruments. Therefore, watching such a group of young and beautiful women specially selected, performing hard on the high platform.
However, there was a solemn and solemn atmosphere in the audience; a huge contrast suddenly formed that was a bit unbearable. Therefore, only half an hour later, the main formation of the Xingtai Army in the audience was fine, but among the vassal soldiers and soldiers, there was already a faint commotion that could not be suppressed.
However, he saw the little round face that was nodding over and over again, suddenly stood up, and pointed to the sky with a wave of his hand; it also attracted and diverted the attention of most people again; then, someone faintly He screamed as a black spot appeared above the high platform.
Then, amid the roar of explosions and uproar, the black spot that appeared out of thin air quickly expanded and expanded, eventually turning into a dark, deep and bottomless ring-shaped hole. It was like a solar eclipse that absorbed all the surrounding light, darkening the entire sky.
At this time, the colorfully clad witches who were participating in the singing and dancing ceremony, as well as the civil and military subordinates who remained at the lower level, were already kneeling on the stage one after another with fear or piety. Then the little round face on the high platform stood up with all his strength and shouted a syllable with unknown meaning.
In that deep circular hole, a golden reflection suddenly appeared; it was like a sun disk suddenly appearing in the dim sky. Then it turned into a huge golden light waterfall that was overwhelming and sloping down three thousand feet.
And when the edges of these golden light waterfalls flew with the wind and scattered towards the military formations and crowds far and near, it made them shout hoarse again and boil with inexplicable excitement on the spot. Because, the remnants of the light floating on their heads and bodies in the wind were clearly yellow wheat beans.
In the blink of an eye, like billowing golden light and the Milky Way hanging upside down, wheat, beans and other grains fell from the sky; they were quickly piled up in the bamboo and wood barrier fence that had been deliberately set aside in front of the high platform, becoming a building under everyone's attention. , a hill that keeps growing...
And at this moment, no matter those Xingtai sergeants wearing helmets and carrying armor, or the peripheral soldiers in different colors, or the common people in brown clothes, they could not help but kneel on the ground humbly and piously; They are shouting slogans fanatically or excitedly, or chanting various prayers in succession.
In fact, those who could see this scene from a distance were also spies and informants from the Fuso princes/vassal army who were besieged in the Donglai Mansion. They were also shocked by the scene of this miracle, and some were even so shocked that they fell from the treetops.
Next, a group of prisoners from the rebel vassal and the Fuso Army were escorted up; in an atmosphere of joy and ecstasy, they were decapitated/blood sacrificed one by one on the spot; it seemed dull and dull. Only the wisps of energy emitted at the moment when some of them died.
But it was gathered and absorbed by the invisible word "Praise of Things" that appeared on the little round face. However, it is converted into the short-term energy required to expand and maintain this "space-time hole" pattern. Therefore, this teleportation lasted for less than half an hour.
When surrounding the huge hills formed by wheat and beans, the Xingtai army, full of morale and confidence, launched a general attack and decisive battle towards the last place entrenched in Donglai Mansion. In another time and space, Jiang Tian had already ended such a disguised live broadcast.
The huge warehouse with a circumference of dozens of feet in front of him has become empty; only a few small piles of fish that have slipped through the net are left in the corners. During the alone time just now, he teleported over two thousand cubic meters of dried wheat beans, equivalent to a mass of about nineteen hundred tons.
In the weights and measures of this era, one stone is equivalent to about sixty kilograms in later generations. Approximately 30,000 to 40,000 stones were successfully transferred this time; and they were harvests from previous years that were rough-processed and dried in the sun for easy storage; this could almost alleviate Xingtai's current difficulties.
In fact, ever since the completion of the main quest called "The Thing of the Song". Without the free energy supplement provided by more mission scenes, the energy cost of Jiang Tian's physical presence has become unacceptable. So he simply retreated behind the scenes and stopped showing up.
Let's attribute all the glory and scenery from now on to the little round face himself. And he returned to his original role, acting as the mysterious being who hides behind and suppresses the fate of the office. I believe that after this incident, no one dared to challenge the authority of the office for a long time.
As for the requirements of the corresponding blood sacrifice ceremony, it is just another attempt to cooperate with this time and space connection. After all, in this era when most people are relatively ignorant, benefits that come for no reason will only breed a group of accustomed white-eyed wolves; or make people feel suspicious and restless in the room.
However, the gifts and blessings that can only be obtained by making arduous efforts or paying a correspondingly heavy price in exchange will make people especially cherish and accept them with peace of mind. This has nothing to do with moral good or bad, but is related to the human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
And when Jiang Tian walked out of the warehouse, a person in charge of the warehouse quietly appeared and said with a smile: "The noble officer is still a little anxious at the moment, otherwise don't talk about the ready-made things in front of you, even if you don't Transferring a few Zhuangzi's savings is nothing more than a trivial matter."
"But it's still hard work." Jiang Tian couldn't help but smile when he heard the words: "But this is enough for now." "The noble official has seen the outside. This is a small man's effort, and it is also an order from the master." But the chief hurriedly waved his hand and said: "What's more, the noble official is still discounting the price."
By the way, when he needed temporary help this time, Jiang Tian went directly to his sister; he told her that he needed a lot of food and tried to hold a private ceremony; therefore, after some operations, this place belonged to the vassal treasury. One of the other warehouses was delivered to Jiang Tian.
Of course, after all, it is the accumulation of a hundred years of peace. In the national reserve system composed of many Taicang, Changpingcang, transfer warehouses, public transportation warehouses, military warehouses, free warehouses, and Gwanghui warehouses in Gyeonggi Province; the beans and wheat used in the vassal annex warehouses used to lend money to the princes are basically A drop in the bucket;
Despite this, Jiang Tian still took the initiative to pay the price of 2,500 cents; which was roughly equivalent to fifteen cents per grain, slightly lower than about 30% of the market price of grain. Mainly because Chengdu has had a good year in the past two years, and cheap rice from Pyu, Annan, Chenla and other places has been continuously imported from overseas.
Therefore, with the flood and impact of rice that tastes better and is easier to process and cook, wheat beans traditionally grown in the north cannot be sold at a higher price; they can only be used as national Changpingcang, Guanghui Warehouses and other guaranteed purchase and storage objects. Usually used to process portable rations.
It's a pity that portable rations that are smaller, stronger, more comprehensive in calories and nutrients are even one of the special products controlled by the imperial court. Although they are available on the market, it is not so easy to source them in larger quantities. Jiang Tian could only settle for the next best thing and choose to buy wheat beans.
However, since this attempt is successful, there may be opportunities to continue to deliver and communicate through the air in the future, and naturally the possibility of continuing to deal with them is inevitable. Then, Jiang Tian switched the connection point in his field of vision to the third scene, and immediately felt bad.
Mr. Jiashan, who was dressed in fancy clothes full of erotic meaning, showing off everything that should be exposed and what should not be exposed; was tortured with a frosty face by a woman who had been tied up and dropped in the air, and with the sound of whipping and slapping, a burst of A burst of whines and moans...
However, not long after, the head of the treasury appeared in the Pei Mansion in Daozhengfang. He respectfully said to the vassal minister Pei Wuben: "Your Excellency, I have confirmed with my own eyes that the tens of thousands of Shidougu in Bingzi's thirteen warehouses have been quietly empty in just half an hour."
"Then you know what to do, right?" Pei Wuben nodded slightly and said:
"You should be careful when you are a villain," the principal said with firmness and consciousness on his face: "All the connections are naturally due to the villain and will never involve that noble official."
"It's not like that." Pei Wuben laughed when he heard this: "I heard that the Shipping Department in Lijizhou just had a vacancy for the chief clerk. You can write a letter of self-recommendation and go there to train for a job. , I can probably go back to Beijing."
"Little man...little man, thank you very much for your kindness." The chief thanked him with joy, and waited until the chief couldn't wait to thank him again and left. The white-haired head of the Pei family came out from behind the scenes and saw Pei Wuben sighing: "What a pity."
"My son, what is there to regret?" The head of the Pei family said with a slight smile:
"Sir, I just think that this man, who has both the courage to sweep through the battlefield and such unpredictable transportation methods, is not the talent chosen by heaven." Pei Wuben "If it had been another twenty or thirty years, or The situation of one generation may not be enough to dominate the world."
"Wu Ben, you are wrong!" However, the head of the Pei family shook his head and said: "He was not chosen at the wrong time, but more like a person who came into being at the right time; whether it was a peaceful time or a possible chaos. In this world; they all have their own reasons for coming into this world.”
"You should be even more lucky, because of Ajiu's opportunity and Hui Niang's unique vision; now he can stand with me, Mr. Pei, what a blessing it is!"
At this time, the door to the outside was gently knocked again; and the familiar old servant walked in and reported softly: "Master, Your Majesty, there is news in the palace, saying that something suddenly happened in Prince Jiang's Mansion. Heading to the Imperial City to sue the temple."
