"The headless skeleton was poisoned to death?" Huang Song sighed. "Sigh, this brother is quite pitiful."
Although it was unknown how many years had passed, one could still see the dark color on the bones.
Even though he didn't know who the owner of the skeleton was, it was still quite a tragic ending.
Jiang Pengji glanced at the skeleton.
"This skeleton is quite old."
In short, it was not a corpse from this era. Looking at the seal on his hand, the owner of the corpse was probably from the Great Xia Dynasty.
"Should we dig a hole and bury it? He died such a pitiful death. If even his corpse was abandoned in the wild, it would be too tragic. "
Jiang Pengji nodded. The guards dug a hole and buried the bones in the ground.
Huang Song looked at Jiang Pengji in astonishment and asked hesitantly, "This seal … how should we deal with it?"
It was best not to touch a dead person's belongings. Who knew what kind of dirty things were on them?
Jiang Pengji said, "Zixiao has a similar seal with him. I'll let him take a look."
"Oh," Huang Song replied and did not continue to ask.
The quality of the Insight Seal was very valuable. It would be a waste if he didn't take it. In any case, the owner wouldn't be able to settle the score with a living person.
This could be considered a windfall.
When they returned to the campsite, the sky was almost dark. Jiang Pengji turned off the streaming room and invited Huang Song to join her for dinner.
Huang Song sighed. "Losing to Lanting makes me even more convinced."
Jiang Pengji said, "Eating won't stop you from talking."
Huang Song shook his head.
He used to hear that Jiang Pengji's meals were the same as the soldiers'. At that time, he thought it was impossible, but now he knew it was true.
It was because of this that he felt so emotional.
Most of Dongqing's land belonged to the north, and wheat cultivation flourished there.
However, before the Great Xia Dynasty, people didn't know that this thing could be ground into flour. Most of the time, it was steamed and eaten, and it was called wheat rice.
Later, people discovered that wheat could be ground into flour and made into all kinds of pastries.
Not only was he full, but the taste was also much better than the wheat rice from before.
Even so, the agricultural technology was still immature. The cost of removing the bran from the wheat was too high, and the price rose accordingly. Ordinary people could not afford it at all. The processing of the wheat or other food that the common people ate was very rough. It was often mixed with gravel and small stones.
To judge whether a person was born rich or poor, one could usually tell by looking at his teeth.
Their teeth were neat and clean, which meant that they ate well and could even wash their teeth and rinse their mouths. Their living conditions were naturally rich.
Their teeth were worn and uneven. Most of them came from poor families. The food they ate was not carefully processed, so there was more sand and stones.
The soldiers' rations had been millet porridge or wheat rice before the sixteen kingdoms, but now they were made from flour ground from wheat and made into pastries and rice porridge.
The sesame seed biscuit and steamed bun placed in front of him looked very exquisite. There was no trace of sand or stones, and it was also fragrant, soft and delicious.
As the lord, it was normal for Jiang Pengji to eat more meticulously, but Huang Song saw that the ordinary soldiers ate the same way.
What did this mean?
This meant that the economy under Jiang Pengji's rule was very prosperous, agricultural tools were developed, and ordinary soldiers could also eat delicately.
By seeing one spot, one can see the whole leopard.
Huang Song was naturally convinced of his defeat.
Unbeknownst to them, Jiang Pengji's improvement and invention of agricultural equipment were almost equivalent to that of war equipment. Every year, she allocated a large amount of funds. Shao Guang and Zhang Ping of the woodworking workshop received such a generous salary. If they did not give her something good, she would beat the two of them to death.
If Jiang Pengji made a trip back now, she would find that the agricultural equipment in Wanzhou had been improved again. Bai Yuexia had been taught by the Mohists, and she was extremely talented. When the three technological experts gathered together, it was like lightning striking the ground fire. Inspiration burst forth wave after wave.
After dinner, Huang Song took the initiative to leave. Jiang Pengji lit an oil lamp and read the documents for six hours.
When she put down the last scroll, she heard Wei Ci's footsteps.
As expected, Wei Ci sent her supper again. If it were not for the fact that she could not gain weight from eating, she would have become a pig sooner or later.
"Zixiao, look at this." Jiang Pengji took out the seal that she had picked up earlier and handed it to Wei Ci. She took the bowl and chopsticks that Wei Ci handed to her.
"This is …" Wei Ci's eyes widened in shock. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his waist. The dharmachakra seal that Perfected Liuru had asked Master Liaochen to give him was still there. How could the lord have a similar one? "My lord, where did this dharmachakra seal come from?"
Jiang Pengji explained the details in detail. When he heard that the seal had been picked up near an unknown headless corpse, Wei Ci understood everything.
He said solemnly, "I'm afraid that corpse has a great background."
Jiang Pengji asked, "What background?"
"I'm afraid it's the remains of Prime Minister Huangfu of the previous dynasty." Wei Ci said hesitantly, "I also have one here. This was given to me by Zhenren Liuru through Master Liaochen. According to Zhenren Liuru, the seal used to belong to a Taoist layman disciple. That disciple was Prime Minister Huangfu of the Xia dynasty. There was a pair of seals. One was passed down to Zhenren Liuru, and the other should have been buried with him. "
The seal was one of the tools that Taoists often used in religious ceremonies and ceremonies. It was a tool to make a living and was used to invite the gods.
Zhenren Liuru had given Wei Ci one to "suppress evil spirits." Now that another had appeared, he was getting more and more confused.
Jiang Pengji said, "Why did that Zhenren give you this thing?"
He could feel that the thing had a sense of righteousness. Because it was harmless, Jiang Pengji allowed Wei Ci to keep it close to him.
Wei Ci shook his head. "I don't know."
Jiang Pengji said, "If that's the case, you can take this seal too."
She forced the seal into Wei Ci's hands.
Wei Ci did not know whether to accept it or reject it. In the end, he could only accept it.
After all, the seal was a burial object of the deceased. Wei Ci would not keep it close to him. He would keep it and put it on a memorial tablet to worship.
Looking at Wei Ci's back as he left, Jiang Pengji's eyes looked dark and deep under the candlelight.
The next day, Jiang Pengji received a battle report from Feng Jin.
The messenger rushed over on a fast horse. He panted and said, "My lord, we have won a great victory in Haozhou!"
Jiang Pengji opened the battle report with a calm expression.
Huang Song's army had been captured. Haozhou's defense was very weak. Feng Jin had gathered a hundred thousand troops and pointed them at Haozhou. It was only a matter of time before they conquered it. Not only did she not feel happy, but she felt that Feng Jin's efficiency was a little slow. He was three to five days later than she expected.
She was a little happy when she read the battle report.
"If Bogao appointed his wife as a general, it might be a different situation. Although she is a woman in the inner residence, her courage and insight are no less than that of an ordinary husband."
It turned out that when Feng Jin led his troops and was about to conquer the entire territory of Haozhou, Huang Song's wife, Qi Chaolan, led the troops she raised, the remaining soldiers, and the people to defend the last city. Faced with the great disparity in military strength, Qi Chaolan also knew that it was inevitable that the city would be breached. Therefore, she let a group of martyrs commit suicide on the city wall to express their determination to die in glory rather than live in dishonor. Seeing this, Feng Jin stopped fighting for a few days and changed to besieging the city.
Although the martyrs' suicide inspired the fighting spirit of the people in the city, Feng Jin besieged the city but did not attack. There was a serious shortage of food in the city. Feng Jin even ordered the soldiers to sing the names of dishes at the foot of the city every day to use food to sway the will of the guards. The two sides were in a stalemate for a few days. The people in the city could not bear the hunger. They gathered together and launched a riot. They forcibly broke through the city gate. Feng Jin led his troops and marched straight in, conquering the last territory of Haozhou.
Qi Chaolan was captured.
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