Not right, not right!

Yongle Palace was silent, the three of them looked serious, and they lowered their heads to think about the meaning behind this matter.

If Ji Le had not planned to shape the power of Death, Cangjie suggested creating the underworld, they would not have noticed this difference at all. After all, there were too many undead spirits returning to Ji Le's arms, and hundreds of thousands of souls were condensed together. Ji Le usually did not check carefully, nor did he notice the abnormality inside.

The young man thought about it and made a guess: "Maybe the spirit of the country was born too late, and the original ancestors did not belong to you?"

"Impossible. I've only been born for a month, but even my soul from more than ten years ago is there. Wait--" Ji Le sensed carefully and said with a frown: "It's not all there, Yang Ke's father's soul is not there. Or, the Yang family is not there."

"And if you think about it carefully, Yang Ke's lineage is single, his grandfather and father have no brothers. Their family's descendants are too weak, right?"

A single lineage? Shi Huangshi figured out something was wrong: "Their blood breeding ability is so poor? Hongnong Yangshi has existed for so long, so he should be able to give birth, right? And he also married four wives... Could it be that the impact of being unacceptable to the local environment is so serious?"

"It should be said that he only married four wives. Perhaps it was because they knew that they could not have too many children that they did this deliberately."

Yang Ke's father set rules that he would not allow the monarch and leader to expand his harem without restraint. The monarch had four wives, a scholar had a wife and a concubine, and an ordinary citizen had a wife.

If this is a restriction that is made by knowing that it is difficult for one's family to have children and avoid delaying female citizens...

The more Ji Le thought about it, the more he became, the more he became: Yang Ke's father is really a good person, he looks very respectful to women. He not only restricts his son from opening a harem, but also leaves rules such as walking and marriage system that facilitates women to get married independently. After all, it is all to encourage childbirth.

Youth: "Now is not the time to study Yang Ke. No matter whether he can live or not, he is still young and cannot die. Or are you sure that you have no soul for those ancestors?"

“No one.”

The young man closed his eyes and thought for a while, stretched out his fingers and said, "That might be here."

"Mother Earth?"

"There is this possibility, but I mean the cemetery. That is—"

"Lingshan!" Ji Le woke up and said, "It is possible that according to our Chinese customs, 'being buried in peace'. If the souls of our ancestors sleep in the cemetery, it is reasonable. It happens that we will go to Lingshan tonight to descend the spirits, and we will explore them together."

...

Fenggong is a slave-management house that guards and disciplines slaves. There are many houses here, but the serious palace only has one official residence, and the others are all small wooden houses with messy displays. Several slaves are stuffed in a wooden house, barely considered a place to sleep.

Gu Yan is a slave of the Ayang tribe. He lives in the same wooden house with his mother and several younger brothers and sisters. Because he works hard on weekdays, he is also favored by the superiors and can get a lot of rewards and subsidies for his family.

Today, his mother gave birth prematurely, so she hurried to the Fenggong Palace residence for medical treatment.

In the official residence, an officer surnamed Chen was reading a military book.

After hearing Gu Yan's call for help, the officer was surprised and said, "Your mother gave birth? She has only been seven months old, don't lie to me!" As he said that, the officer took out the account book record, which clearly recorded the breeding process seven months ago.

"According to the rules, it will be allowed to move into the delivery room eight months later. I will give birth in seven months now?" The officer looked at Gu Yan with suspicious eyes: "Your family is not planning to be lazy, right?"

"Sir!" Gu Yan quickly knelt down and swore in panic: "It's true! In the morning, my mother accidentally fell down. After we helped her up, she felt that her lower body was wrong and the amniotic fluid had broken."

When the officer heard this, he finally got up from his seat, walked to the gate of Fenggong, and looked at the wooden house of Guyan's house in the distance. He could vaguely hear the crying over there.

"It seems that it's not just your mother, but your younger brothers and sisters are not worried."

Gu Yan hurriedly said, "Please ask someone to help me from the delivery room."

The officer glanced at Gu Yan, said nothing more, and returned to the official residence and woke up his sleeping companion.

"Xiao Zhang, hurry up and go to Minggong to find two breast doctors."

My companion was confused, yawning, and was still a little unconscious: "The breast doctor, the old brother can't give birth, what should I do when I find a breast doctor? Could it be my sister-in-law? No, my sister-in-law is only five months old."

"Damn it, let you go, hurry up! You are hanging out in the Nulu all day long, and sleeping in the official residence in broad daylight. If something really happens, can you bear the blame?"

The young officer was kicked by his senior and fell to the ground. After he woke up, he asked for the situation clearly and quickly put on his clothes and went to Ming Palace to find someone.

But in his mouth, he muttered: "I'm just a slave. I need to go to Ming Palace to find someone? Just find a few old ladies from the delivery room."

The Xia Kingdom has completely different concepts about national fertility and slave fertility.

When the people give birth to children, they should be invited to the Ming Palace a few months earlier, and have a special breast doctor to take care of it. Until the baby is born, they have to be recuperated in the Ming Palace for more than a month and only after passing various examinations will they be released.

Slaves don’t have such treatment when giving birth to children. No matter how many people castrate the slaves they raise, even if they maintain their fertility, if they want to truly use their abilities, they must select partners to breed through the Fenggong Palace.

After confirming pregnancy, he will be transferred from heavy labor to light industry. After eight months, he will be sent to the labor room affiliated to the Fenggong Palace. In that place, regardless of the sanitation environment or medical level, it is far from comparable to the doctors in the Minggong Palace.

"If you want to go, you go, there's not so much nonsense!" After a pause, the officer cursed: "The delivery room is in the high school days these days, and there is no one at all. Moreover, those mothers will not do this kind of premature birth at all!"

When the little officer saw the senior getting angry, he quickly ran to Ming Palace. But on the way, he still cursed: "What a group of beasts, they can give birth to such a child! They also made me run errands for you!"

That's right, compared with the fertility rate of the people of Xia State, the fertility of slaves is too strong. Their ability to reproduce is no problem at all.

When the officer surnamed Chen heard the words of his companions, his eyes flashed and he said nothing.

This is exactly the general attitude of the people towards slaves.

While contempt, there is also some jealousy.

Why do we have to face the pain of losing our son repeatedly, but you slaves can give birth to a large son?

Therefore, many citizens have taken certain suppression measures for their slaves to give birth to children. Some even deliberately let the slaves get pregnant and then force them to have a miscarriage, enjoying this process of abuse.

Even though the royal court explicitly prohibited the people from persecuting slaves and doing inhumane things, such things are endless. It is said that several older witches castrated all the slaves around them because they suffered from the pain of losing their children in their family to vent their anger.

"Don't worry, the doctors in Minggong have superb skills, so it's not difficult to save your mother."

"What about my little brother?"

Chen Li looked at Gu Yan with obscure eyes, and Gu Yan immediately understood: "Please...Please mother!"

"Let's take a look first, maybe you can save them all." Chen Li sighed when he thought of his own tricks, "It's just a matter of accumulation of good deeds."

His wife is also during pregnancy, so I just hope that this baby can be born safely.

Thinking about his son whom he had been looking forward to for many years, and then thinking about the strange jealousy of the people of the slaves. Chen Li suddenly understood. If his child died young and a group of slaves around him kept giving birth to their children, Chen Li would never be able to bear it. With his power as the chief of the Fenggong Palace, he would secretly move his hands...

"No, no, I can't think so." Chen Li abandoned his evil thoughts and kept shaking his head and silently recited the art of war.

I just listened to Guyan: "Sir, you will help my mother to find trouble today, and my life will be yours in the future."

Facing the slave he valued, Chen Li smiled and said, "You are all slaves to the Feng Palace and are the property of the public. How do you count me?"

Gu Yan looked gloomy, yes. In Xia Kingdom, these slaves were not human at all, they were just attachments to Jiugong City. Where can I choose my master?

"But you are very strong and diligent in your work. If my family really lacks slaves when you look back, you can spend a sum of money to buy all your family." Chen Li looked faint and looked at the wooden house of Guyan's family: "To be honest, it is also the witchcraft of your Ayang tribe that is cut off. Otherwise, if you have witchcraft, you can deliver your own child. I am also worried."

"Then... that thing has disappeared long ago." Gu Yan suddenly showed a frightened expression, intending to explain to Chen Li.

Chen Li smiled and said, "I'll just say it casually, let's scare you."

Can you not be afraid? That is the serious sin of hiding witchcraft!

One of the major precepts of the palace is that slaves are strictly prohibited from learning witchcraft secretly, and these slaves who have lost their country are not allowed to retain the civilizational inheritance of their homeland. If you really find out anything, let alone Gu Yan's own family, you may even be hanged.

"Senior, I'm back!" Officer Xiao Zhang ran back from the gate, followed by a witch.

"I'm back? So soon? I'll ask you to go to Ming Palace to find someone, not to ask you to go to Ling Palace!" After seeing the witch, Chen Li's expression changed: "Sister, why are you here?"

"There is an order from the Ling Palace, and I'm sent to spread it. I heard that someone is preparing to give birth here? Let me do it!"

The witches were in charge of the birth ceremony of the newborn, and Chen Lan was very experienced in this. She walked to Gu Yan: "Remember you are from the Ayang tribe?"

"Yes." Facing the witch who was emitting spiritual power all over his body, Gu Yan shrank his head and whispered: "Yes."

Chen Lan glanced at him meaningfully, turned his head to Chen Li and said, "Brother, Linggong's order, you go and find all the slaves of the Ayang tribe. I will save people first. I will take them away when I turn back."

"all?"

"Yes. All."

After saying that, Chen Lan tied the sleeves of the witch's suit up and rushed to save the person with Gu Yan.

Although Chen Li didn't understand what his sister was doing, he was involved in the orders from the Linggong Palace. While he asked someone to go to the royal court to inform him, he sent someone to summon all the slaves from the Ayang tribe in the palace.

An hour later, Chen Lan came over with Gu Yan again.

Looking at the 3,000 people in front of him, Chen Lan said: "The prince of Yongle Palace has ordered that all the slaves from the Ayang tribe be brought to the Ling Palace."

Chen Li: "Take them all to the Ling Palace? What... what does Wang Ting say?"

"A one-on-one slave exchange. Brother Ah, just treats it as an ordinary shift change, but this time the workload is a little bigger. There is a Lord Wu Cheng who will explain it to the Wangting."

In order to prevent the slaves from finding out the situation and planning to rebel, the Fenggong reorganized the slaves every once in a while, forcing them to collude and union.

"But if you exchange three thousand people in one go, will the Linggong be in trouble, right?"

"Your Highness's meaning, Lord Wu Cheng wrote the order, and my brother just did it. Sister Yu also knew that Your Highness would not say anything."

Linggong and Wangting are the two places where the most slaves in Xia Kingdom are supported, and each of them is in charge of 50,000 slaves. The exchange of 3,000 people is not under great pressure.

Chen Lan walked to Gu Yan: "Your mother gave birth today, so I won't take your family for the time being. But you, follow me honestly."

Suddenly, she leaned forward and whispered in Gu Yan's ear: "Don't try to escape. Even if you do all the witchcraft under your hands, you will never be able to escape from my palm."

Gu Yan's face turned pale and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

She...she actually saw it?

Chen Lan sneered nonstop.

The several witchcrafts of the Ayang tribe have been thoroughly understood by the Linggong Palace, and she has studied them a lot. And why did she instruct her brother to take care of Gu Yan's family? Isn't it because their family has the blood of Zongbu Shen, and is the inheritor of the priesthood?

"Okay, go quickly, the spiritual palace is still waiting!"
Chapter completed!