Seeing that they didn't understand, Song Siyuan continued to ask:
"If it's a boy and girl, the court might actually be able to do it."
"But if you want to find nearly a thousand boys and girls, no matter how powerful the court is, can you still force others to give their children to them?"
"In ancient society, if the emperor died, the slaves had to be buried."
The meaning of her words was clear enough. Yue Guanchao looked at her:
"Are you saying that these boys and girls are just slaves who died for Emperor Haidong?"
"If so many people are buried with him, then why should he, the emperor, be so prosperous that he is not afraid of meeting him underground after death?"
Song Siyuan thought for a moment, shook her head and sighed:
"Princes, generals, and ministers would rather be kind. The emperors of ancient separatist countries are not something we can understand. Being the emperor of Haidong does not necessarily mean that he is benevolent. What is praised is his integrity and sacrifice for the country with his subjects."
"Maybe!"
She changed her appreciation for Haidong Shenghuang:
"Perhaps his integrity was also fabricated by later generations in order to cover up the bloody reality of forcing the slaves of his subjects to die for burial."
"The reputation of a subject slave dying with the country is at least better than being buried under an order. As for the explanation, it is not in the hands of the living."
"Any ancient people may be willing to die for their monarch, but they will never let their children die as well. This is clearly murder."
After listening to Song Siyuan's words, Yue Guanchao felt that the feudal emperor was terrifying and ruthless.
The so-called title of "Haidong Shenghuang" is nothing more than a mere attachment by future generations. It is no different from the braggart in the village who praises his bad feet and talks about mountains and rivers.
"Then, why don't we destroy these things?"
Geda was completely awake. He looked at the many suffering children, and no one could bear to see them suffer like this.
Song Siyuan saw Geda taking out black explosives and quickly stopped him:
"No, this underground cave has been around for thousands of years. There are countless black catfish in the cave. They eat the flesh and blood of the same kind and Ganoderma lucidum, and they have long since become cruel and bloodthirsty. No fish in the water is a match for these black catfish. , if destroyed rashly, black catfish will flow down the river, which will bring disaster to the three downstream rivers."
"At that point, once black catfish are allowed into ordinary rivers, it will be too troublesome to control."
"We have to do this slowly."
"Let's go back first and tell Yu Bo what we know about the situation and see what he says!"
The cave is over and we return to the ground.
Everyone had been waiting at the entrance of the cave for a long time, and they were relieved when they saw them coming out.
"How...how is it? Is there anything strange in there?"
Master Cat asked with concern.
"Go back and tell me that the contents inside are beyond your imagination."
Geda's words whetted everyone's appetite. Soon after they returned to Jiaolong Temple, they immediately told their companions everything they had seen in the underground cave.
"You... everything you said is true?"
"I have been killing big black fish for more than ten years. What a great evil must have been done."
After listening to Yue Guanchao's story about his past, Uncle Yu felt suspicious and confused. No matter how much he thought about it, he could not figure out that the black catfish was just a domesticated animal raised by humans.
The old man's lips trembled, his hands trembled as he groped for the bench, and he fell into the bench with a thud, almost falling to the ground.
Yu Bo lost his father in his early years, his mother in his middle age, his face was ruined and he still had nothing left. Fortunately, he entered the Jiaolong Temple to serve the Jiaolong King. Only then did he find a trace of spiritual sustenance in his suicide. He presided over the worship ceremony for more than ten years and fed ten A few years of black catfish.
Now, someone told him that the incense of worshiping the dragon and the gods was poisonous. The so-called worship of the gods was actually a fish that had been killed for more than ten years. It was reasonable for his spiritual sustenance to be broken, and he was trembling all over.
Yue Guanchao looked at Yu Bo. When he was young, he dared to risk his life against the fierce pearl thieves and drifted in the river for several hours without dying. But now he has become timid and stubborn as he gets older.
This kind of stubbornness is not black and white, nor is it adhering to prejudices, but a fear of change. He is afraid that once he accepts new things, he will never be able to keep up with the world. He is unwilling to abandon his original ideas and concepts.
In fact, if it weren't for the purpose of eliminating these black catfish, Yue Guanchao would not have told Old Man Yu this. Their plan was to poison all the black catfish in the underground hot spring cave as much as possible without alerting anyone.
Well, no one knows the habits of black catfish better than Yu Bo, and he must know the truth about black catfish.
Song Siyuan took over his words, looked at Yu Bo and earnestly persuaded:
"Yu Bo, think to yourself, if this dragon-respecting incense is a secret recipe handed down from the original temple, doesn't it mean that these black catfish are just domestic animals, just like domesticated pigs, dogs, chickens and ducks, they need to be killed after a long time, otherwise Once it becomes a climate, it will harm not only Tianchi."
"I...I don't believe it. If they are ordinary animals, how could they come along the Jiaolong Well as soon as the gongs and drums are beaten? This is obviously Master Jiaolong who has the power to test me. How could I be deceived by you guys?" ”
Yu Bo seemed to be grasping at straws, unwilling to accept the facts.
