Brother Guanpao looked at Jin Zha, who was originally a steady character, and his brows gradually furrowed when he heard about [living sacrifice], his face became more and more gloomy, and his mood became worse and worse. He knew that he didn't like this kind of heretical and unethical thing, so

He said in relief:

"Junior brother, I know that this kind of thing is not good for the senses and makes people feel bad, but in the final analysis, the sacrifices used for living sacrifices so far are only limited to death row prisoners and some elderly slaves. The life and death of these people have nothing to do with it.

You don't really need to worry about important little things."

"...It's irrelevant, is it important?" Jin Zha asked with an expressionless expression.

"That's right, it doesn't matter." Senior Brother Guanpao said matter-of-factly:

"The reason why living sacrifices appeared is because in ancient times, when the fate of the human race was in decline, in order to resist the invasion of brutal beasts and evil demons, our ancestors voluntarily sacrificed themselves as human beings to burn their last traces of hard work and heroic souls; countless heroes who did not

In order to contribute their own efforts, the tribesmen who cultivate their talents voluntarily threw themselves into the furnace to contribute their souls.

"Nowadays, our human race has become the leader of all spirits, living up to the glory of our ancestors. That's why the cruel human sacrifice gradually turned into a taboo heresy."

This is the history of living sacrifice in the history of the human race, and it is also the irrefutable glory of the taboo of living sacrifice.

"Those prisoners on death row have committed extremely heinous crimes and should be sentenced to death. Why would they rather die in vain, stain the guillotine with blood, and turn their corpses into handfuls of loess, instead of allowing them to play some role in the government?" Senior Brother Guanpao said this and said,

His face was majestic and upright, without the slightest hint of compassion:

"I know that you may not understand this, junior brother, but there is a dedicated person in charge of this matter in the court, and it will not be made public. You don't have to worry about it at all."

The general meaning is [This matter has nothing to do with you at all. Even if you know it, don't get involved blindly. It's not like using people you know as sacrifices. You have a lot of psychological pressure.] - It's just that the emotional intelligence of senior brother in official robes

He is obviously a bit taller than Jin Zha, and his words are quite euphemistic.

However, Jin Zha did not give up and still looked dumbfounded and asked:

"Isn't it enough? Compared with the number of the wooden armored machines I saw, the number of death row prisoners is not enough at all, right?"

"Sigh... That's right. There are not many death row prisoners in Dashang's land. Ordinary prisoners are serving hard labor sentences. Naturally, the government will not sacrifice them alive."

The laws of the Great Shang Kingdom were generally not too strict for the people. And because people's lifespan increased due to spiritual practice, the prison sentences could be extended very long depending on the actual situation.

Although various kinds of torture were used, not many of them were left with lifelong disabilities due to their practice of Kung Fu. Most of them were cast into slavery and lost their freedom.

In contrast, the crimes required by the death penalty and capital punishment are very serious, and the number of people who commit such crimes is not very large.

"So, a large part of the living sacrifices are old slaves who have lost the ability to work - this is something that can't be helped. The government cannot support these people in vain." Senior Brother Guanpao replied coldly.

"Why on earth?! Slaves will be sacrificed alive when they grow old... Why is it that the Great Shang Kingdom needs so many wooden armor machines so urgently?" Jin Zha was a little anxious for some reason. Many of the problems were that he was in Chentang Pass.

Wulongshan had never encountered it before, and it was swirling in his mind.

This made the questions he asked somewhat incoherent.

First of all, it is true that a large number of young men are needed to work in factories and gardens, and young women are indeed needed to maintain the work in flower streets and willow alleys, as well as in the kitchens of houses. This is a fact and this is common sense.

Even if you maintain the cultivation skills, you will not live forever. The slave will soon lose the ability to move, lose his beauty, and become useless. If he continues to live, he will need to be supported by his master in turn - this is nature, this is the way of heaven.

It is naturally good for a master to be kind, sympathize with the old slaves, and support the slaves. However, not all families are kind. They will drive the old slaves out of the mansion when their life span is approaching. Some people will fend for themselves, and some will directly die.

——This is the world of mortals and humanity.

Slaves were not legally considered citizens of the Great Shang Kingdom. They had no surnames, had no right to erect monuments in their homes, and were not protected by the law. This seemed reasonable.

However, none of these could convince Jin Zha in his heart, so he could only ask his senior brother:

"Why on earth is Dashang so eager to expand the scale of its wooden armored machine weapons?"

Yes, originally the living sacrifices were abandoned historical remains and would not be taken out unless necessary.

No one cares if a condemned prisoner returns to the underworld in vain, even if it is a waste. No one cares if an old slave commits suicide even if he is not supported.

It was because of the need for living sacrifices that they were dug out of the cemetery again, regardless of their own will being burned and used.

"I see, junior brother, you only focus on studying the art of weapon refining, so it's normal for you not to know." After thinking about it, senior brother in official robes explained helplessly:

"The direct reason is of course that we need to expand our military."

"Why--"

"Yeah, I know, you want to ask why we need to expand the army?" Senior brother waved the sleeves of his official robe, his tone full of helplessness:

"Of course the purpose of expanding the army is to expand territory and plunder more slaves.

"Why do we need more slaves? Because the construction of Dashang's territory urgently requires more people to participate.

However, due to various reasons, the population growth of the Great Shang State has been very slow. In recent years, the government and the Central Government have thought of many ways, but no matter how hard they appeal, most people are unwilling to have more children.

Even if they have children, they are not willing to let them join the army where they may die. Most people simply look down on the army that has made great achievements...

The population is getting smaller day by day, and people are becoming more and more picky about their work requirements. Most of the dirty work can only be done by slaves...

There are even more and more young people who are not willing to work at all, and are only willing to be useless people, literati, poets, tourists...

On the black market, crooked drugs such as [Shengxian Pills] and [Happy Water] are rampant, and the backstage is so big that they cannot be suppressed at all...

Instead of finding a job honestly, everyone dreams all day long that their qualifications will be recognized by various immortal sects in Kunlun Mountain, and they will soar into the sky and become immortals...

Is it so easy to be a god?! Are aptitudes innate? Are elixirs bought with money?

Tens of millions of people don’t even know about the battle between great avenues? What are they daydreaming about?!

Let me see the reality clearly..."

I don’t know why, but the senior brother in official robes spoke faster and faster, and the hysteria in his tone became stronger, as if he was venting the dissatisfaction that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time.

"... In short, as I said, the administrative development of the Great Shang State is in a difficult moment. This decision is actually a helpless move, but it is also a decision made after careful consideration by the civil and military officials and wise men of the DPRK and China.

"I also hope that, junior brother, you will not make mistakes in your words and deeds because of your personal likes and dislikes, thereby ruining your future."

"……I see."

Seeing that he was a familiar acquaintance in the past, the senior brother who had once traveled together and chatted happily with him now had a vaguely unfamiliar expression on his face, Jin Zha, who was depressed in his heart, did not say anything.

I understood the meaning behind my senior brother's words, and it was nothing more than asking him to be careful with his words and actions, otherwise don't blame him for being unkind... that's all.

It's nothing, Jin Zha can understand.

only……

"Senior brother, I am not an official in the court, and I am not qualified to make decisions. However, I have something to ask my senior brother to agree to." Jin Zha took two steps back, bowed and cupped his hands.

"Junior brother, why are you doing this?" Senior brother in official robes had a bitter look on his face, and then said, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"This is my work, called [Weaving Tower]. I only hope that it, and the [Weaving Tower] imitated from it in the future, the Spirit Gathering Formation Eyes will not be replaced by anything else in any form."

"...I promise you, God will serve as a guide." Senior Brother Guanpao did not hesitate, but was stunned for a moment before agreeing.

In the view of Senior Brother Guanpao, although the Weaving Tower is a powerful tool for quickly building city walls and fortresses, it does not require high mobility and flexibility. It is always based on the earth and has the power to gather spirits.

Therefore, in order to save his image in the eyes of his junior brother and restore this friendship, he agreed on his own initiative.

"Then, Jin Zha will take his leave now, senior brother, please do so." After saying that, Jin Zha turned around with a look of confusion on his face, preparing to leave.

Seeing this, the senior brother in official robes hesitated to speak, so he could only silently reveal the magic weapon and prepare to put away the [Weaving Pagoda].

But at this moment, Jin Zha stopped and turned around and said:

"Senior brother, I have a hunch that if I just give up and close my eyes and ignore this matter, my Taoist heart will be covered in dust, and there is a high probability that I will turn into Taoist ashes during the Thunder Tribulation of Immortal Ascension."

"...You turned around to leave. I thought you weren't that pedantic yet." The corner of the official-robed senior brother's eyes twitched: "Well, I'm wasting my breath."

"But, well, you know, I'm a stupid person and I don't know how to refute you." Jin Zha said in distress, and then his figure gradually faded away, leaving his final voice:

"So I went to find my third brother. He is more articulate and has a lot of clever ideas... Bye, I will visit you again."

Senior Brother Guanpao watched Jin Zha leave and reacted. Then anger and irritability surged into his heart, and he jumped around in the soundproof barrier and cursed:

"Gan X, why!~

"I did not propose this bad thing, nor was I responsible for it, nor did I implement it. I am just a great historian who happens to be in the know, and I am just in charge of a minister. I still have to bear such a huge responsibility in front of my fellow disciples.
Chapter completed!