But in southern Xinjiang, the loss of heart is a very reasonable existence, followed Cai Xi from the border all the way to the queen of southern Xinjiang royal court, at first Liu He also knocked on the side to ask the familiar villagers about the loss of heart, but he was surprised to find that the people here mentioned this kind of loss of heart in the Central Plains like a flood of beasts but there is no concealment, some of the villagers in the village who are constantly arguing with other tribes even directly took out a few bottles, generously showed Liu He.

This is the difference between the Central Plains and Southern Xinjiang, whether it is better to lose one's mind and ignore it as a taboo but the means in private are more filthy, or the southern Xinjiang with simple folk customs to the extreme and at the same time fierce to the extreme, I believe that the answer given in everyone's heart will be different, this kind of comparison that is destined to have no results, and only use the sentence that is equal to what is not said to be perfunctory.

Liu He was thinking about losing his mind when he heard a scream from the depths of the cave, Liu He's heart tightened, this voice seemed familiar, like Fu Tong who was tortured by Cai Xi to the point of not being human.

Liu He subconsciously swallowed his saliva, a sense of tension arose, he really didn't want to see the kind of ugly name but very festive-sounding immortal worm crawling all over the body.

The queen of southern Xinjiang still had an ancient expression, walking in the front, hearing the screams, her steps did not speed up by a point, nor did she slow down by a point.

It was Cai Xi, after hearing this scream, the corners of his mouth raised a strange arc, not as excited as he was in the cellar where Fu Tong was held, but it was by no means as resistant as Liu He.

Three people with completely different life experiences and ways of dealing with the world but also enough to shake the world came to the depths of the cave together, which made Liu He feel fortunate that the place where the queen of southern Xinjiang brought them was diametrically opposite to the direction from which the scream came just now, Liu He felt that no matter what, the method of torturing people with immortal worms was still too vicious, and Fu Tong was self-inflicted, but in Liu He's opinion, it was the limit, and he didn't believe that all the people who were locked up in this cave were beasts like Fu Tong.

It is a stone house, located in a corner of the cave, which is obviously excavated by hand, and the terrain is the highest in the whole cave, from which almost every part of the cave can be seen.

Walking into the stone house, Liu He did not rush to sit down, but walked to the only window and looked at this mysterious cave again from a high place.

Although geography is not Liu He's forte, he has personally experienced several projects to repair the city wall, and Liu He can also roughly understand how heavy it is to dig such a large and large stone house in the cave.

"You seem to be interested in this cave." The queen of southern Xinjiang, who was sitting in the middle seat, asked a question that was not deep or shallow, but absolutely full of meaning.

Liu He smiled noncommittally, and asked casually, "How many stone houses like this are there?" ”

The queen of southern Xinjiang was obviously not very interested in the question raised by Liu He, and said lazily: "I don't know how many there are, but there are always sixty or seventy." ”

Liu He nodded and asked again, "How long did it take?" ”

"Two months ......" The queen of southern Xinjiang frowned slightly, and seemed to think about it seriously, but inadvertently revealed a charming look that men couldn't resist, "No, it should be a month." ”

Liu He was shocked, and he didn't care about appreciating the beauty and food of the lord of southern Xinjiang, so he secretly calculated it.

He has just estimated that if a stone house like this takes about 100 labors to dig for more than three months in the Central Plains, and there are no iron tools produced in southern Xinjiang, the so-called workers must first sharpen their tools if they want to do a good job, and if they lack the tools at hand, the labor and time will be at least doubled, and if it is really completed within a month as the queen of southern Xinjiang said, a stone house will take a thousand labors to complete on schedule.

Sixty or seventy stone houses, that is, at least sixty or seventy thousand laborers, plus the gardeners who planted the sea of flowers outside the cave for ten miles, these two alone, cost nearly 100,000 manpower, Liu He dragged his chin and fell into contemplation, he even suspected that there may not be so many men in the entire southern Xinjiang combined, let alone the lowest level of labor.

But after carefully observing the queen of southern Xinjiang, he found that there was nothing abnormal about her, and after thinking about it, he wanted to give himself a horse, and there was no need for the lord of southern Xinjiang to do anything on such a small issue as the number of servants.

What can really occupy the advantage at the negotiating table has always been military strength, and no matter how well the internal affairs are repaired, they are nothing more than trophies prepared for the invaders, and this is how the royal cities that were captured by the Mongol army back then ended up like this.

"The humidity here is too heavy, far less than Her Majesty's Flower Sea Palace, let's hurry up and talk about business." Liu He returned to his seat and sat down, and said with a smile.

A subtle look flashed in the eyes of the Queen of Southern Xinjiang, and she carefully looked at the young man who was still cramped and uneasy in the bamboo house of the sea of flowers, and for the first time the idea that she could not be taken lightly sprouted in her heart.

Cai Xi seemed to sense the subtlety, stood up and played a round, and said in a deep voice: "What he said is right, since we are all here, let's go straight to the point." ”

The queen pondered for a moment, then ordered one of her attendants, "Bring someone here." ”

The attendant took the order, and soon led the two back to the stone house.

One of the scholars, dressed in a green robe, carrying a shabby bookcase and a wine gourd pinned to his waist, was so delicate that one could not help but speculate that he seemed to be more fond of wine than the words of the sage.

The other is dressed in a military uniform, but he is obviously not a military general, he is more bookish than the green-robed scholar who is full of wine, and the heroic spirit between his eyebrows is compelling, but he has a cold face, and there is an undisguised pride all over his body.

The green-robed scholar untied the wine gourd on his waist and took a big sip, but found that the wine gourd had already bottomed out, he stuffed the wine gourd into the hands of the burly attendant who brought him, and said unceremoniously: "Don't stand with this stupid person, there is no wine, why don't you go and fight some quickly!" ”

The burly attendant did not feel the slightest annoyance in the face of the slightly humiliating words of the green-robed scholar who was two heads shorter than him, but just looked at the queen of southern Xinjiang with a calm face, until he received a nod from the queen of southern Xinjiang, and then walked out with a wine gourd.

The blue-robed scholar smiled proudly, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth, and without waiting for anyone to let him, he sat down on his own seat, beckoned to the cold-faced Confucian general beside him, and said with a smile: "We all sit down, don't stand by yourself, it's not appropriate, sit down." ”