Song Siyuan saw that the two of them didn't understand, and continued to ask:

"If it's a pair of boys and a woman, the Chao family may really be able to do it."

"However, if you want to find nearly a thousand boys and girls, no matter how powerful the Chao family is, can you still force others to give their children to them?"

"In ancient society, if the emperor died, the slave had to be buried."

The deep meaning in her words was clear enough, and Yue Guanchao looked at her:

"You're saying that these boys and girls were just slaves who were martyred for Emperor Haidong?"

"Let so many people be buried with him, so what kind of emperor should he be the emperor, not afraid of meeting him underground after death?"

Song Siyuan thought for a moment, shook her head and sighed:

"Princes and generals, rather there is a kind of emperor, the emperor of the ancient division of one side is not something we can understand, and becoming the emperor of Haidong does not necessarily mean that he is benevolent, what is praised is only his integrity of martyrdom with his subjects."

"Maybe!"

She changed her appreciation for Emperor Haidong:

"Perhaps his integrity was also fabricated by later generations, in order to cover up the bloody reality of persecuting his subjects and slaves to be martyred."

"The death of the subject slave with the kingdom is at least better than the reputation of the funeral, and as for the explanation, it is not in the hands of the living."

"Any ancient man may be willing to die for the monarch, but he will never let their children die as well, which is clearly murder."

After listening to Song Siyuan's words, Yue Guanchao only felt that the feudal emperor was terrifying and ruthless.

The name of the so-called Emperor Sheng of Haidong is just a gold paste by later generations, which is no different from the braggart of holding stinky feet and Kanda Mountain in the village.

"So, are we going to destroy these things?"

Goddar was completely awake, and he looked at the many suffering children, who could not bear to suffer so much.

Song Siyuan saw Ge Da take out black explosives, and hurriedly stopped him:

"No, this underground cave has passed thousands of years, I don't know how many black catfish are in the cave, they eat the same kind of flesh and blood and Ganoderma lucidum, they have long become cruel and bloodthirsty, any fish in the water is not the opponent of these black catfish, if it is destroyed rashly, the black catfish will go down the river, which will bring disaster to the downstream three rivers."

"At that point, once the black catfish is allowed into a normal river, it will be too troublesome to manage."

"This matter has to be done slowly."

"Let's go back first, tell Uncle Yu what we know, and see what he has to say!"

The cave is in trouble, and it turns back to the surface.

The people had been waiting at the entrance of the cave for a long time, and when they saw them come out, they were relieved.

"How... What do you think? Is there anything strange in there? ”

Master Mao asked with concern.

"Go back and say, the contents are beyond your imagination."

Ge Da's words whetted everyone's appetite, and soon after they returned to Jiaolong Temple, they immediately told their companions all about what they had seen and heard in the underground cave.

"You...... Are you telling the truth? ”

"Little old man, I have killed the big black fish for more than ten years, what a lot of murder this has to make."

After listening to Yue Guanchao's story, Uncle Yu was suspicious and confused, no matter how he pondered, he couldn't imagine that the black catfish was actually just a man-made domestic animal.

The old man's lips trembled, his hands trembled and he groped for the bench, and with a pop fell into the stool, almost falling to the ground.

Yu Bo lost his father in his early years, lost his mother in middle age, was disfigured and had nothing to do, and luckily entered the Jiaolong Temple to serve the Jiaolong King, only then did he find a trace of spiritual sustenance in his suicide, he presided over the worship ceremony for more than ten years, and fed the black catfish for more than ten years.

Now, someone told him that the dragon god incense is poisonous, and the so-called god worship is actually a fish that has been killed for more than ten years, and it is reasonable to be broken by the spiritual sustenance, and trembling all over.

Yue Guanchao looked at Yu Bo, when he was young, he was a fierce pearl thief who dared to fight for his life and drift in the river for a few hours without dying, but now he has become timid and stubborn when he is older.

This kind of stubbornness is not black and white, nor is it a stubborn preconception, but a fear of change, a fear that once he accepts new things, he will never be able to keep up with the world, and he is unwilling to abandon his original ideas.

In fact, if it weren't for the elimination of these black catfish, Yue Guanchao wouldn't have told Uncle Yu about this, their plan was to try to poison all the black catfish in the underground hot spring cave without alarming anyone.

Well, no one knows the habits of the black catfish better than Yu Bo, and he must know the truth about the black catfish.

Song Siyuan took his words, looked at Uncle Yu and said bitterly:

"Yubo, you think to yourself, if this dragon incense is the secret recipe handed down from the first temple, it doesn't mean that these black catfish are just domestic animals, just like domestic pigs, dogs, chickens and ducks, and they will be killed after a long time, otherwise once it becomes the climate, it will not only harm Tianchi."

"I... I don't believe it, if it's an ordinary beast, how can they follow the Jiaolong Well as soon as they beat the gongs and drums, this is obviously the Jiaolong Lord is through the gods, deliberately came to test me, how can I be deceived by you hairy boys. ”

Uncle Yu seemed to grasp the straw and was unwilling to accept the facts.