After being favored by the bosses, she made a lot of money

Chapter 34

And if you look closely, why do those people look familiar?
Where has she seen it?
Feng Shang also saw that something was wrong, and he ordered the guards at the side: "Call their leaders to come back to me."

"Yes!"

Feng Jiaojiao suddenly saw the faces of those people clearly, she looked at her brother almost in astonishment and asked, "Brother, are they the ones who assassinated sister Alan and me a few days ago?" Isn't this the villagers of the fishing village?How did you get here to repair the bridge?

Fengshang hissed in Fengjiaojiao's ear, and said: "Isn't it because I can't find anyone for a while." He can't publicize this matter, he can only find some old masters to preside over the work of piling up , and then find some dying prisoners from the death row and ask them to do manual work that does not require skills. They want to restore the palace canal to its original state as soon as possible, so as to excuse the princess and cover up some crimes.

Besides, the princess went back to the palace to steal something, so to speak, it was nothing more than going back to her own home. If the empress was here, His Majesty would at most say something naughty.But this matter is trivial. Just kidding, it is a serious crime of trespassing on the palace and beheading!How dare he let some craftsmen outside the palace repair it at will, and when they spread the news, the princess really has no room for change.

It's still convenient to find death row prisoners.

Fengshang feels that he has handled it wonderfully!
After a while, the head of the repair was brought to Fengshang to answer. In order to prevent the smell from the workers from getting to Jiaojiao, Fengshang put Feng Jiaojiao down and stood behind him, asking: "What's the matter, can't the last pier be erected?" ?”

On the other end is an out-and-out repair worker, the savior that Feng Shang found from home.The worker said: "Return to the general, yes, the last pier may not stand up due to Feng Shui problems. The villain has tried it for more than ten times and it still doesn't work."

In terms of Fengshui, the high priest and the descendants of Wushan had the most say. Fengshang couldn't help turning his attention to Yu Ling'er on Wu Lingtai, and he went over to ask.

The worker wanted to follow, Feng Jiaojiao stood there and asked, "Then how did you deal with this situation before?"

Hearing the nobleman's inquiry, and the fact that she is the princess princess in his own mansion, the worker naturally nodded and answered patiently: "Master princess, I have encountered this kind of situation outside the palace before. Workers pretend to be beggars and go to people's homes to beg, ask for some rags, and then throw them into the bridge piers, and most of the bridge piers can be erected."

"What if you can't?"

"If you can't, then you have to." The worker seemed to be afraid of something, he hesitated for a while and didn't say anything.

Feng Jiaojiao walked towards Yu Ling'er and said to him, "But it's okay to say."

The worker said: "Usually at this time, the only way to do it is to drive a pile."

"Putting piles?" Feng Jiaojiao stopped, apparently aroused interest.

The worker said: "Pileing is to take living people as sacrifices, throw them into the bridge piers and bury them alive. Generally, there is no bridge piers that cannot be built by this time. Although this method is cruel, it is strange, and it works."

Feng Jiaojiao was a little frightened by the ancient way of handling things, she didn't speak, but thought in her heart: It was safe in their time, how could they fight and kill in ancient times.

But when she thought of Madam Liu who she personally killed, the corners of her lips curled up in mockery.

It's not the ancients either, the ancients and the modern people are the same, forced to that point, thrown into that environment, for their own life, who can take whose life seriously?
As soon as they got close to Yu Ling'er, they heard her say to Fengshang: "One side of the mountains and rivers raises one side's gods, I'm afraid that the evil heart raises ghosts. There are too many people who died unjustly here, and because it is the site of the former dynasty, the former dynasty's witchcraft The technique is prevalent, and there are too many people imprisoned here who are not allowed to die. The corpses we dug up today are only a small part, and most of them are swallowed into the belly of the fish. The gas is too heavy, so the last pier cannot stand up, this is a problem of Fengshui."

No wonder it stinks here, so many bones were dug out!
The smell of burning corpses is strong enough!
Although Fengshang doesn't believe in strange things, he is very concerned about whether the bridge can be built. He asked the witch anxiously: "The descendants of Wushan, what should we do in the current situation?"

The worker behind Feng Jiaojiao interjected: "Why don't we just do what the villain said, we've seen this kind of situation a lot, as long as there's nothing wrong with making piles!"

Fengshang also had no other choice, so he directly asked Yu Linger, who looked like how old he was: "What do the descendants of Wushan think?"

He is a warrior, so he really doesn't know how to build, and according to the rules, the high priest or the descendants of Wushan must survey and approve the repairs in the palace.

Yu Ling'er pursed her lips slightly, her immature face was a little dull, she nodded with a slightly stiff face, and said, "This method is fine, because building a bridge will destroy the geomantic omen of this place, so using living people as sacrifices will indeed solve this problem. It's just that the resentment here is too deep, and if it is solved by the method of attacking poison with poison, it may not be possible for one person to be a sacrifice."

She obviously felt that the method was a little cruel, and she was a little confused when she spoke.

Feng Shang couldn't help asking: "According to what the witch saw, how many people would be sacrificed to stand on the bridge pier?" He was used to fighting on the battlefield, and he was numb to such things. Stand up.

Yu Ling'er's face became obviously stiffer, and her voice trembled a little: "This kind of thing is generally equivalent, and you can sacrifice as many living people as you have Yin Qi, or people who are very spiritual like the descendants of Wushan can also pay for it." Okay." The spirituality of one of the descendants of Wushan is comparable to a hundred living sacrifices, but after she finished saying this, she realized that she had said something wrong, and hurriedly added: "But I can't be a sacrifice! How can I As a sacrifice!"

She was in a hurry to explain, for fear that Fengshang, a reckless man, would throw her into the bridge pier if he heard her enough spirit.

Feng Jiaojiao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Actually, I don't think this method is feasible!"

Yu Ling'er's eyes fell on Feng Jiaojiao, her eyes lit up: "You are the princess of the Feng family? I have heard about you for a long time, bravely rescued Yilan county master, punished Jinghua county master, Sure enough." He is a kind and just man.

As a descendant of Wushan, she couldn't lie about the sacrificial offering, so when the workers said that they were laying a pile, even if she didn't want to, she could only tell the truth.

Moreover, both Fengshang and the workers wanted to repair it quickly, and they didn't care about other things at all. This time, finally, a person who was opposed to it made her hopeful.

Feng Jiaojiao also started a business mutual compliment to Yu Linger: "Jiaojiao has also heard about Sister Linger from Daddy, and Sister Linger really lives up to her reputation."

(End of this chapter)