Chapter 34
In the Jiao Kingdom hidden in the Great Wilderness Mountains overseas, Amu is definitely a good name, representing courage.
Because when dusk falls, the moon and wild beasts will soon come out, and they firmly believe that they are all people protected by the moon goddess Tai Heng, descendants of the gods of the night, and they can survive calmly even in a dangerous and desolate land with no one farming.
The capital, Yumen, was the place where the moon returned in ancient times. People there revered the virtue of water and the color black, and believed that women's ability to reproduce was a gift from the gods. Therefore, women in Jiao Kingdom had a high status.
The State of Sheng claimed that the emperor was the incarnation of the sun god Taixi, and that all the places where his light shone were his subjects. Even the name of his capital was named Yanggu, which was the name of the place where the sun rose in ancient times. They revered the virtue of fire and the color red, and said that men were yang and women were yin. It was a mess. In short, they believed that men were more noble and were the continuation of the bloodline and surname.
Because of their different locations, these two countries are also called Dongsheng and Xijiao.
There is also Chongmu De. Shangqing's Nanmao is ruled by tribesmen and saints, while the customs of Bei Liao are relatively... barbaric. They believe in nothing but strength and don't follow any legends.
These four countries are the most powerful today, in addition there are Wei, Wu, Yuan, Qi and other countries.
Shen Jiao didn't know much about it. It was the same old story in a new bottle. There was an emperor, a group of ministers, and many people. Things were better today, worse tomorrow, and better the day after. It was not up to her to decide how much she should know. Knowing too much would only bring her trouble.
But why would Xijiao's children beg for food on the territory of Tongcai Villa?
Shen Jiao thought about it and there were many possibilities, but he had no clue so he just put it aside and went back to report to Xue Shun that the two men were dead.
Meanwhile, the jade slave from Hechun Courtyard was also reporting this to Xue Lang. She whispered to him, "Young Master, you're truly as foresighted as a god. The servants say that Shen Jiao from the Seventeenth Young Master's Courtyard went there again today, but unfortunately, it was too late and they found nothing."
"That's good." Xue Lang was in a good mood.
Yu Nu was puzzled and said, "It's just that I'm stupid and don't understand why they wanted to get rid of those two people. Wouldn't it be a good thing if the Seventeenth Young Master could clear his name?"
"What's good about it?"
It's no good to me if his reputation improves.
Xue Lang waved his hand: "I know how to handle this matter. You can go down."
"yes."
"By the way, last time I asked you to find a way to drive a nail into his yard. Did you succeed?"
"Don't worry, sir..."
The master and servant spoke calmly.
On the other side, Xue Shun was a little dumbfounded: "Dead? How did he die?"
"They said he died of his injuries."
"Yes?"
"I didn't see it either, but I just thought it wasn't that serious, and...it was a bit coincidental."
When they were executing them yesterday, they must have held back, otherwise they would have been killed on the spot and there would have been no need to find human traffickers. It was true that Shen Jiao beat them until they screamed in pain, but he did not kill them. The two men roared with full energy, they were young and had worked in the kitchen all year round, so they were in good health. How could they have died in one night?
"Maybe it's retribution..." Xue Shun thought for a long time and came to this conclusion, "Maybe the executioner was too harsh, so they died. Maybe someday, I will also suffer retribution..."
This guy is really weird.
Shen Jiaoxin said.
He is either as irritable as a dog, or depressed and melancholy. He can't be bad at all, and he can't be good completely. He changes in the blink of an eye. There must be something wrong with his brain.
"Cough cough!" Mr. Song in front coughed.
The two looked over and saw him say with an unwavering expression, "A scholar does not speak of strange things. Open your book."
Wow! I can hear this too!
Xue Shun and Shen Jiao were both shocked, their voices were obviously very low.
and!
"Sir, it's not time yet?"
The sound of sweeping in the yard did not stop. Xue Shun suddenly stopped feeling sad and tried to buy some more time to rest.
However, Mr. Song was completely unreasonable: "What? Are you a good student? If you know everything, why are you sitting here? If you don't know everything, why don't you study hard?"
The walnut-like head became even more wrinkled when he frowned.
It looks a bit scary.
Xue Shun: "I, I'll read it now..."
He opened the book painfully. Shen Jiao quickly retreated and sat at the back. He was very happy in his heart. It was fun to watch people being scolded.
Qiongzhi also left some snacks for her.
I went back and fed the mice, and the day passed happily.
If Jin Yu and the others hadn't mentioned it, Shen Jiao wouldn't have thought that they would have to rest soon.
"Three days off for the Ghost Festival?"
"Yes, sir, you also want to visit the graves and pay homage to your ancestors. However, Qizhou is a long way away, so you probably don't plan to go back, otherwise it would take longer." Jin Yu explained.
Yinhua sighed, "It's a pity that Qiqiao can't go and play."
Shen Jiao feels that every day now is like playing.
"The Ghost Festival is coming. Should we prepare incense, candles, and paper money?"
"If you have someone you want to worship, just prepare it. You can go to the waterside to burn it. Everyone also releases river lanterns. We don't have those taboos in our village."
Yinhua took out a stack of gold paper from the cabinet and gave it to her.
Shen Jiao confiscated it: "I asked the young master if he wanted to prepare anything. He said that his young lady died in his heart. Since she is deceased, perhaps he should burn some paper money."
She spoke so seriously that Jinyu and Yinhua tried to find some hint of a joke, but after looking for a long time, they found nothing.
Jin Yu: "...you must not ask him."
Yinhua: "When it comes to days like this, his temper gets particularly bad."
Shen Jiao: "I'm so considerate, but I still get scolded?"
Jin Yu and Yin Hua were speechless.
"Sister, if you do that, you're cursing his mother to death."
Saying it is one thing, but actually burning the paper is another.
Even if Xue Shun dared to do such a thing, they didn't dare to ask. If it got out, he would be dead.
Shen Jiao really didn't understand. They wanted her to die anyway, so what did it matter if they did it more thoroughly? But since they didn't agree, she might as well not say anything. After all, they had spent more time with Xue Shun and understood his temper better.
Shen Jiao said honestly, "I understand, but why does your temper become so bad on a day like this?"
"How can we know?" Lian Jinyu shook his head. "He's never had a good temper, but we do need to prepare. The village will also be offering sacrifices to their ancestors that day, and the masters will have to pay for paper carriages, paper horses, wine and food to feed the wandering spirits. The Seventeenth Young Master can't afford that, so he can only ask us to make some river lanterns and fold some gold ingots to send over."
Yinhua said in a strange voice: "My delicate hands are in trouble now."
When Shen Jiao heard what they said, she didn't think it was that scary. It wasn't until she had done it for two days and her hands had changed color from folding the gold ingots and were hurt by the bamboo strips that she realized how scary it was.
Xue Shun didn't rely entirely on them, as he was equally busy, but this didn't make their work much easier.
Shen Jiao had reason to suspect that he was in a bad mood every time a day like this came, and it was all because of exhaustion.
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