Ruins of the past

Walking in the gathering place of refugees, Yisiman finally couldn't help but look at Chu Qiguang beside him, and asked: "What exactly do you want to do?"

In the past month, Yisiman watched Chu Qiguang enter the grassland, subdue Toya and others, and then come to Shengjing City to spread the blessings and longevity medals and teach a group of little demons martial arts.

Although he watched Chu Qiguang do so many things with his own eyes, he never understood why the other party did what he did.

As for Chu Qiguang's possible relationship with Da Gan... He was becoming more and more suspicious because the other party had not contacted any senior officials of Da Gan in the past month.

At this moment, he saw that Chu Qiguang seemed to care about the refugees outside the city, which gave him a bad feeling.

Chu Qiguang smiled when he heard this and said, "Lead the people of the demon clan to get rich."

“What I like to do most is to help everyone become rich together.”

Naturally, Yi Siman didn't believe Chu Qiguang's nonsense. In his eyes, the other party was truly a monster that was even more monster than a monster. When he was a big man, he would kill people and amass money, and would do anything to achieve his goals.

Chu Qiguang didn't mind Yi Siman's suspicion and caution. He looked at the gathering place of refugees in front of him and asked, "Isn't the imperial court providing disaster relief?"

Gibb looked at the teacher strangely, shook his head and said: "How can the court care about such things? There is always not enough food on the grassland. I heard that you could live longer if you went south to grab food, but then I was too young and couldn’t go even if I wanted to.”

"Later, after the peace talks with the big men, we could no longer rob food, but only the big men could do the business on the border. Naturally, the common people had no way to survive."

Just when Chu Qiguang and the other three were walking in the refugee gathering place, suddenly an old monkey demon with a ravaged face came up and knelt on the ground: "I beg you three gentlemen to be kind and give me some food to eat, little one." He can do anything..."

Chu Qiguang looked at him and asked, "Get up first. May I ask what the old man's name is?"

The old monkey demon said: "Master, just call me Badajira."

Chu Qiguang asked: "Looking at your body shape and muscles, you were at the second level of martial arts when you were young, right? Now that you are older, your energy and blood are exhausted, and your physical strength is declining. You are also quite organized when you speak, and your family conditions should be good. yes."

The old monkey demon sighed: "This Mr. Cat has really boundless discernment. My family used to be herdsmen, and at most we had hundreds of cattle and sheep. The conditions are pretty good, and my parents even hired a master to teach me martial arts."

Yisiman on the side heard this and asked curiously: "If this is the case, why did it end up like this?"

The old monkey demon sighed helplessly: "More than ten years ago, when the imperial court wanted to go to war, it requisitioned my family's cattle and sheep."

"Later I heard that I could make some money by smuggling goods with the Han people, so I took my sons south with me. In the first few years, I could earn some money by working on both sides."

"Later on the peace talks and the trade between Qian and Han, I thought life would be better, but I didn't know that once all kinds of business taxes were collected, I couldn't make as much money as before, and the arrests were stricter than before. Only by taking refuge under the sect of the Wolf Demon Master could I avoid Pay off the miscellaneous taxes at those checkpoints.”

"Last year, we encountered a group of bandits who robbed me of a batch of cotton I had shipped from the south. My two sons also died."

"After I returned home, I still didn't pay for the goods. The remaining family property was taken away by the wolf master, and I became a slave."

"Later, the village encountered a snowstorm and was robbed by refugees. I really couldn't survive, so I fled here..."

At this moment, there was a sudden noise ahead.

Chu Qiguang and others looked up and saw several wolf demon nobles standing on the carriage, throwing dough cakes downwards, and burst into laughter as they watched the monsters fighting for it below.

When the old monkey demon saw this scene, he immediately ran up and joined the fight for the noodles.

Chu Qiguang said to Yi Siman on the side: "Didn't you say that Da Gan is better than Da Han? In my opinion, he is not as good as Da Han."

Yisiman had a sullen expression and said nothing. He had not returned to the grassland for several years, but he did not expect that after the peace talks... there seemed to be more refugees on the grassland than before.

Yisi said coldly: "You came here today just to humiliate me?"

Chu Qiguang shook his head: "I just want to give more monsters... a chance to choose."

"the same as you."

"Yisiman, you are talented. I hope you won't waste your talents. After all, there is not much time left for you to choose."

Yisiman was shocked when he heard this and looked at Chu Qiguang in shock and uncertainty, not knowing what the other party meant.

After observing several refugee gathering points, villages, and pastures, Chu Qiguang returned to the yard that night and informed Toya and the others that all civilians outside Shengjing City would be included in the spread of the blessing and longevity medal.

Toya said with reluctance: "Teacher, why do you give the blessing and longevity medals to those low-level monsters? Most of them don't even know martial arts, and they can't control them even if they improve their energy and blood."

Seeing the uncooperative look of Toya and the other wolf demons, Chu Qiguang once again understood how serious the division between the upper and lower levels of Daqian was.

Although Chu Qiguang was confident that he could force the other party to do it, the motivation for work would be too low.

So he gave up the idea of ​​letting wolf monsters like Toya spread the blessings and longevity medals outside the city. Instead, after sending them away, he called Jibu and a few other little monsters.

"Have you heard of the blessing and longevity medals that have been circulating in the city recently?"

"I can't bear the suffering of the people outside the city, and I want to improve their vitality and blood to withstand the severe cold."

…

Just when the blessing and longevity medals gradually began to spread among the villages and refugees outside the city.

In the palace, the mood of the fourth prince was getting worse and worse.

"Your Highness, the Dragon Clan envoy is here again, asking us where King Chilong has gone."

"Your Highness, we have searched inside and outside the city, but there is no trace of Chilong King."

"Your Highness..."

The fourth prince sighed: "Okay, calm down the envoys for the time being and don't let them act arbitrarily. Let's continue with the matter of finding the Chilong King..."

Although it was said that it would continue, the fourth prince no longer had high expectations.

Fortunately, the preparations for the ritual went smoothly, as long as the ritual can be completed completely...

"As long as that person is revived and controlled, the rise of Daqian will be unstoppable."

As the chief steward of Daqian, the fourth prince knew very well how much resources the entire country had invested in completing the continuous rituals.

Sacrificial vessels made by Shenxian Dao using a large amount of gold, silver, copper and iron.

A large number of Han people were captured from the south and many demon tribes on the grassland. They were originally supposed to be the best slaves, but they were all used as sacrifices.

There are also various elixirs, herbs, and incense candles specially imported from the Han Dynasty in order to improve the chances of success in the rituals of the Immortal Path.

In addition, in the past few years, in order to create altars and blood pools, they have requisitioned labor and captured slaves all over the grassland, spending countless manpower and material resources.

There are also all kinds of blood food needed by the immortal way to maintain the living corpse.

Such a huge investment not only further aggravated the famine on the grasslands, but also increased Daqian's financial burden. Even people in Shengjing City starved to death, and they, the royal family, often had to default on their elixirs.

Every time he thought of this, the fourth prince envied the Han Dynasty for its vast territory, large population, and rich resources.

I even envy Emperor Yong'an that even if he spends countless resources every year to advance his cultivation, the Han Dynasty can sustain it for 20 years.

The fourth prince deeply understood that for Daqian, this ritual was a gamble on the fate of the country.