The next day, notices were issued in all the major places where people were concentrated in Yindu City, offering rewards to solicit solutions to the problem of martyrdom. The people came to watch, but no one dared to come forward to apply.

Three days later, the two women went to the palace to enlist.

"Queen, why do you ......?"

The guards have watched Feng Shanyue's master and servant break into the palace every day recently, and they naturally recognize her, but they don't understand why she is wearing the clothes of the common people.

"Tell me about it, and I'll say I've found a good solution to the funeral problem. ”

The guard hurriedly agreed, and trotted inside to report, but he never figured it out, since the queen had thought of a way, why didn't she tell the king directly, but dressed up as a common person to apply?

The guard soon returned, followed by a chamberlain. As soon as the chamberlain saw Feng Shanyue, he quickly knelt down and saluted.

"Well, no need to be polite. Find someone to help me move that thing in!"

She was referring to something as tall as a person in the corner of the wall, tightly wrapped in cloth.

"Queen, what is this?"

"No need to ask, just move in. It just so happens that the king is in the early court, so I will go to the court and talk about it!"

Except for Ming Zhao, Feng Shanyue is the largest in this palace, and the chamberlain naturally did not dare to object, so he hurriedly found two guards to help carry the thing and followed Feng Shanyue into the palace.

The atmosphere of today's court changed from the dullness of the previous two days, and Qin Feng looked excited, "Your Majesty, it's been three days, and no way has been collected, so it can be seen that using slaves for burial is the best way." Please give your order!"

"Please make an order!"

Ming Zhao looked at the old minister who knelt on the ground, and felt bored for a while, the tighter these people are together, the more difficult it is for him to govern the country, and it can be seen from this incident which people are in a camp.

He was about to open his mouth and ask the old ministers to wait patiently for two days, when suddenly he heard someone report that the queen asked to see him. Ming Zhao's eyes lit up, it seems that the thing Feng Shanyue said has been made, whether he can stop the martyrdom of slaves depends on today.

The ministers did not expect that the queen, who had always ignored the government, would appear in the court, and they all started to talk about it. Feng Shanyue was dressed in a common person's attire, walked into the court with her head held high, and saluted Ming Zhao.

"Meet the king, the concubine has found a way that does not need to be buried alive, and will not let the old merchant be wronged!"

"Oh?" Ming Zhao looked at the cloth-wrapped thing behind her, "Is that what you mean?"

"That's right!" Feng Shanyue turned around and personally opened the cloth wrapped outside, slowly revealing what was inside.

"Wow!"

"What is this? It seems real!"

"yes, look at her face, as if she's smiling!"

"Yes, yes, it looks like the real thing!"

"It can't be true, right?"

Some ministers couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it, but Feng Shanyue asked the guards to carry it to the front so that Ming Zhao could see it clearly.

"This ...... What is this?"

Although Ming Zhao had known about Feng Shanyue's plan for a long time, he was still very shocked when it was really in front of him.

"It's called terracotta figurines. The concubine has been in a kiln factory that fires clay pots and pots for the past few days, and found a skillful craftsman, pinched out a person out of yellow clay, put her in the kiln to fire, and then colored her with various colors, and it became the appearance that everyone sees!"

"Is this made of mud?" Qin Feng couldn't help but come closer to take a closer look, he reached out and gently touched the sleeve of the clay figurine woman, it looked so elegant, but it was hard to the touch, and it was really made of yellow mud.

Feng Shanyue smiled, "Qin Dayin, may I ask if you can use such a terracotta figurine to bury the old Shang Jun, okay?"

"This ...... This ......" Qin Feng's eyes flickered, the reason why he insisted on using living people for burial was because he could get some benefits from it. Anyway, it was impossible for Ming Zhao to personally count the number of heads of the martyrs, and no one could see that two thousand slaves had become one thousand eight hundred. And these extra two hundred will become money given to him by the nobles.

"What's the matter? Could it be that Qin Dayin doesn't think this terracotta figurine is not realistic enough?"

Qin Feng shook his head, "Naturally, it is realistic, the ingenuity of the queen is really admired by the old minister." Just ......"

"Just what?"

"It's just that after all, these are just figurines made of clay, with no life and no soul, so how can they replace the burial of the living?"

As soon as Qin Feng's words came out, the old ministers suddenly realized that they had just been stunned by this terracotta figurine that was exactly the same as a real person, and they all forgot how to refute this method.

"Qin Dayin is right, no matter how much she looks like it, it's not true. ”

"That is, if you want to serve the old Shangjun, this clay figurine burned by yellow mud will not be successful. ”

Feng Shanyue had already guessed that these people would say this, she smiled, "Who said that these terracotta figurines have no soul? You sent them to the mausoleum are slaves, mortals after all, and these terracotta figurines of mine are all made of yellow mud taken from the sacred mountain." The sacred mountain is where the Divine Monarch lives, how dare you say that these terracotta figurines have no soul?"

Qin Feng was stunned when he heard Feng Shanyue's words, even if it was the yellow mud dug out of the Divine Mountain, it was just mud, how could he have a soul? But he couldn't say this, because the Divine Monarch was the highest god in everyone's minds, and saying this would be tantamount to committing the anger of the people.

Wen Feichen snickered in the back, in fact, this soil was ordinary yellow mud, and he and Fu Hao helped dig it back. The sacred mountain is two hundred miles away from Yindu, how can it be so fast to go back and forth?

Ming Zhao saw that the old ministers were speechless, and his heart was also very happy, he smiled: "It's still the queen's exquisite mind, and she can think of such a good way." Yes, the sacred mountain is the place where the gods live, how can the terracotta figurines made of yellow clay there be compared to those lowly slaves? The old merchant is a person who wants to be a god, so naturally he should use these terracotta figurines with aura to serve. ”

Qin Feng really didn't know what to say this time, he finally understood that this matter was the ghost of Ming Zhao and Feng Shanyue. But even if he figured out the routine, he couldn't refute it, after all, the Divine Monarch was inviolable.

"The old minister admires! The queen is extremely clever enough to come up with such a good way. It is really a blessing for all the people to rule the country with benevolence and righteousness!" Qin Feng knelt down and said.

"It is the luck of all the people to govern the country with benevolence and righteousness!"

All the ministers also knelt down and read this sentence in their mouths.

Ming Zhao didn't look at them at all, he just looked eagerly at Feng Shanyue standing among the old ministers and looking at him with a smile. From the very beginning, he was fascinated by Feng Shanyue's intelligence, and now, the two have become husband and wife, but his addiction is getting more and more serious.

"The ministers listened to the order, immediately stopped the collection of slave burials, stepped up the production of terracotta figurines, and a month later, sent the old merchant to the mausoleum!"