The crowd did not understand Jiang Pengji's "future" as well as Wei Ci. Naturally, they did not see the hidden scheme in it. However, based on the contents of the alliance, their lord did not suffer any losses. Under this premise, as long as Huang Song kept his promise, it would not be a problem to spare his life.
Jiang Pengji asked, "Does anyone have a different opinion?"
No one had any objections.
If there was, it was mostly because they felt that the ban on the third generation was too short.
The three generations referred to Huang Song, Huang Song's sons, and Huang Song's grandsons. That guy had already married and had children. His children were already a few years old. It seemed that it would only take a few years for his great-grandchildren to grow up. Everyone was worried that the time was too short.
However, calculating the time, by the time Huang Song's great-grandchildren became officials, he would have long been buried. His former officials would not be left.
Thinking about it this way, it was acceptable to ban the third generation from becoming officials.
The lord allowed Huang Song to live, but she would not let him and his descendants be unable to become officials forever. This was not showing mercy, but deliberately finding fault.
Jiang Pengji saw that the young princesses were so reasonable and felt satisfied. She then ordered people to prepare for the alliance ceremony.
She had formed alliances with people many times, but most of them were verbal agreements. An alliance made with blood was different.
The audience in the streaming room thought that this kind of alliance was like dripping blood into a wine cup and drinking it.
In reality, it was smearing the blood of livestock on the lips to show sincerity and determination to form an alliance.
For a TV series, the former was naturally more expressive.
Jiang Pengji turned off the streaming earlier yesterday, so the idle audience did not know the details of her and Huang Song having supper and talking about the alliance. When they first arrived in the streaming room that day, they were shocked by the development of the story. Many of them even expressed doubt and worry about it.
Xiaopen: "Streamer, you broke the agreement and pretended to be an official, right? Can you guarantee that Huang Song's descendants will not secretly stir up trouble? "
In ancient novels, the character of Huang Song's descendants was the proper male lead.
The ancestors and the royal family failed to fight for the world. In order to appease the people, the royal family pretended to be benevolent and righteous. The descendants had no choice but to yield to reality. In the male lead's generation, he was the most outstanding existence. He was even envied and hated by the cruel and tyrannical emperor. He was always on guard against suppressing the male lead. The male and female protagonists fell in love while laying low, conserving their strength. After a series of struggles, they overthrew the royal family and replaced them.
The audience was tired of watching this kind of plot and couldn't help but worry that Huang Song's descendants would make trouble. It was better to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots.
Gugu Gugu: "Although it's not good to kill the innocent, you have to think about yourself and your descendants. It's dangerous to keep Huang Song alive."
Cafeteria Dafan Auntie: "It's very serious to swear an oath with blood. Both parties will not break the contract easily, let alone sign a paper contract." For a more recent example, during the Long March, a certain marshal also used the method of blood oath to make an agreement with the ethnic minorities not to offend each other.
Although ancient times were backward in all aspects, their spirit of contract was very worthy of praise.
If it was just a verbal agreement, they would have to rely on their own morals to fulfill the agreement. Naturally, there would be more people who would break the agreement.
However, Jiang Pengji put all the terms into practice. While they pledged their alliance by drinking blood, there was an additional procedure to sign the alliance contract.
It was written in black and white, and the alliance was the proof. Who would take the initiative to break the agreement?
Han Yu and Cheng Jing, as the emcees of both parties, checked the two agreements separately to make sure that there was no difference between the content of the alliance contract and the agreed terms.
After the check, Han Yu read it aloud to let the officials and soldiers who witnessed the alliance contract know what was written in it.
"If there are no objections, you and I will sign it."
Huang Song sighed. "Of course not."
He picked up the pen and dipped it in red ink. He signed his name at the end of the agreement and stamped it with his private seal.
That was not enough. They also needed to leave their handprints on the agreement.
Jiang Pengji pulled out a dagger and cut her palm with a poker face. She clenched her fist and blood covered her entire palm.
Huang Song saw that she was so bold, so he silently gave up the "delicate" action of using the ink pad.
But he had no sharp weapon with him, so he could only borrow her dagger.
There were two copies of the alliance contract. One was kept by Jiang Pengji and the other by Huang Song.
Jiang Pengji dipped her finger in the bowl filled with animal blood and wiped the blood on her lips. Huang Song did the same.
She said happily, "The alliance contract has been signed. It seems that it is not impossible for us to have dinner together when we are 60 years old."
Huang Song thought that he had a long life, but the person in front of him might not.
However, if he dared to say that out loud, the people behind Jiang Pengji would definitely beat him to death.
Under the supervision of his desire to live, Huang Song could only swallow the words in his heart silently.
The alliance contract was signed, but it was not over so easily.
Huang Song couldn't help but sigh when he thought of Cheng Jing and the others. He had failed to live up to their high hopes and expectations.
"My lord, why did it have to be like this …" Yuan Chong's wounds were treated, but because of his action, the gauze was stained with blood again. He didn't care about it at all and continued, "It was all because of my incompetence that I failed to protect my lord, so my lord …"
Thinking of his lord's experience, Yuan Chong was so sad that his eyes turned red.
If it wasn't for his incompetence, how could his lord fall into the hands of "Liu Xi"?
Huang Song hurriedly interrupted Yuan Chong and raised his hand to help him up.
There were many generals in the Yuan family. Although each of them had their own thoughts, there was no lack of sincere and loyal people.
Huang Song only felt that he owed Yuan Chong, but Yuan Chong did not owe him.
"Heng Shu, why do you say that?"
Huang Song laughed bitterly.
The more Yuan Chong behaved this way, the more he felt guilty and sad. As his lord, he owed everyone too much. He was afraid that he could not repay them in this lifetime.
After much persuasion, Yuan Chong was finally appeased, but the sorrowful atmosphere only increased. Everyone looked as if they had lost their parents.
Huang Song and Feng Jue looked at each other from a distance. The latter's expression was gloomy and cold.
"Has my lord thought about what to do in the future?"
One of the strategists asked Huang Song. His voice was a little hoarse.
Huang Song said, "Lanting is a person who keeps her promises. Since she swore an oath with blood, she won't break it easily. I'm not worried about myself. Instead, I'm more worried about you. You're all in the prime of your lives. You can't just retire and waste your talents, can you? "
For an ambitious person, wasting time was the cruelest punishment.
Huang Song was not a sore loser. He did not mind the old officials pledging allegiance to Jiang Pengji.
As the saying went, parents could remarry, not to mention the ruler and the officials.
When everyone heard this, they felt even sadder. Some people even burst into tears.
Huang Song was not completely selfless. He had his own plans. Because the covenant stipulated that the male heirs of the third generation of Huang Song were not allowed to become officials, he could only think of ways to train his daughter. If the old officials pledged allegiance to Jiang Pengji, they would be his daughter's natural support in the court in the future!
Huang Song's childhood experience told him that reputation and everything else were fake. Only strength could earn people's respect.
Jiang Pengji would grant him a title of nobility for three generations in the future, but it was an empty title without power. If others were willing to respect you, it meant that they thought highly of you. If they were not willing to respect you, you could only accept it. As the head of the family, Huang Song naturally could not let his family face such a predicament.
Therefore, he had to plan slowly now.
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