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Yuan Chang felt as if he couldn't go on; the energy he had just moments ago had vanished, leaving him slumped on the ground.
Qi Shuo then asked, "When the fog rises, most of the camp is deep in sleep, and it takes a loud shout to wake them. Yet you all remain alert. So, could this matter be related to you?"
Resigned, I laid everything bare. I often enjoyed playing games at the table during my free time. Ever since I relied on my sister to secure a position in the military, my disposable income had increased significantly. Occasionally, I even participated in high-stakes gambling in the Dungeon for a thrill.
Three months ago, I had a bad run and lost everything, even putting my house up as collateral. I couldn't pay it back; even if I took all my sister's money from the military, it wouldn't cover a third of my debts.
I was terrified and was about to seek help from my sister when I vaguely heard someone mention words like "royal," "burial goods," and "valuable" while wandering back in a daze.
Upon returning to the military camp, I found myself wandering aimlessly until, a few days later, I accidentally stepped into a hole. In the dark, I discovered burial goods that sold for an excellent price in the Dungeon.
The few pieces of jade I kept were of mediocre quality, but they suited my identity perfectly. I thought about erasing the inscriptions and re-carving them.
Sighing, I realized that money came too easily, which only fueled my greed. With so many people around in the military camp, fearing discovery, I sought out a method in the Dungeon.
It was a type of powder that was colorless and odorless when steamed; it could incapacitate a large group. I specifically chose this lighter sleeping powder to ensure my plan went smoothly and picked a foggy day for good measure.
Strangely enough, during winter, heavy fog rolled in every few days; in previous years, there would only be three or five occurrences throughout the entire season.
After finishing my business in the Dungeon, I was taken away along with Yuan Chang. Qi Shuo appointed his deputy to temporarily manage camp affairs.
Once the tent was cleared again, Qi Shuo said that in the harem of several emperors of the Great Jing Dynasty, there were only three consorts with the surname Qin. None of them were particularly favored and could not possibly be referred to as Consort Qin by the Monarch.
Moreover, the quality of this jade was quite poor; even at their most financially strained times, the Great Jing Dynasty would not provide such low-quality jade ornaments to their consorts. Therefore, it was unlikely that the tomb I visited belonged to any of the first four emperors of the Great Jing Dynasty.
Huo Qi chuckled. "Even if it's not theirs, it must belong to some emperors of the Great Jing Dynasty who occupied someone else's resting place. If this news gets out, it would be quite significant."
At that moment, one of his subordinates retrieved the powder. Qi Shuo handed it over to Sang Qingxiao and said that since my medical skills were not as good as Old Vine's, he hoped Sang Qingxiao could help investigate.
"Is this all?"
The amount gathered barely filled one palm.
Qi Shuo frowned; after confirming with me that only a small amount was needed each time for everyone in camp to fall asleep, he realized that if what I said was true, this quantity was indeed frightening.
"Isn't it risky to get involved with the Dungeon?"
Indeed, with so many people and so much chaos, no comprehensive statistics had ever been taken. The second emperor of the Great Jing Dynasty had attempted to clean up the situation before; it had caused quite an uproar but ultimately ended without resolution.
The Office of Censors had only sparse records on this matter. The Marquis learned some details from the Monarch himself; piecing things together suggested that at that time, the Monarch had been held hostage and both sides negotiated terms before things settled down peacefully.
Qi Shuo glanced at Sang Qingxiao again and added that the Monarch had sought assistance from the Sang Family regarding this issue. However, they firmly refused to get involved. On the day of the Monarch's abduction, all male descendants leading troops from the Sang Family happened to be absent from Jingjing City.
Sang Qingxiao raised an eyebrow and asked him, "What do you mean by bringing this up? Are you implying that the Sang Family has colluded with the Dungeon?"
Qi Shuobai said, "There is no relevant evidence. In my personal opinion, there is a subtle connection. When mentioning the Sang Family, I feel that Miss Sang might want to know."
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