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After the work schedule was announced, the common people only expressed a small amount of doubt. However, when the Ministry of Works revealed the compensation, they surprisingly cheered. Alas, it was all a farce; they themselves felt that human life was not worth much.
Sang Qingxiao sighed, foreseeing that many would die in this project. Qi Xiaomian remarked that this was not even the worst part. The Emperor was dissatisfied with the number of workers and had even considered mobilizing the army to construct the Royal Tomb.
Is he out of his mind? How can the army be moved around at will? What about the border defenses? Sang Qingxiao fumed. Perhaps I should take some measures to prevent him from completing the Royal Tomb. I could find a High Monk to cast divination and say that the God does not allow him to rebuild the Royal Tomb; after all, it was fine as it was.
Before Yuanhui, he did not believe in High Monks, only in himself. Moreover, I worry that if he insists on using the army, my Wolf Howl Camp will be the first to bear the brunt. Currently, with the Court's military forces idle, it seems that my three thousand private soldiers are all that remain.
If he moves them, isn't that like cutting into your own flesh? Sang Qingxiao suggested that since the Third Prince has a thousand private soldiers lying idle, let them handle it.
Does he think the Emperor hasn't considered this? The Western Army has suffered losses due to the Third Prince. Shi Yun proposed replenishing private soldiers, but the Emperor withheld his approval.
Later, during casual conversation after court, hints of using the army to repair the Royal Tomb surfaced. Shi Yun firmly rejected this idea. After being countered, the Emperor's face darkened; though he said nothing further, his thoughts were clearly unresolved.
I had a vague feeling that he glanced at me then. He regretted giving me private soldiers; repairing the Royal Tomb was secondary—this was a warning to me, reminding me that everything I possess now is given by him. If he wanted to take it back, I would be nothing!
Sang Qingxiao worriedly asked how I planned to respond. Qi Xiaomian suddenly burst into laughter. Did he think that just because everything was prepared, they could start building the Royal Tomb? The area around the Royal Tomb is surrounded by mountains; who knows what bandits might be hiding there?
Bandits? Official bandits? Private bandits? Or perhaps rogue bandits?
Sang Qingxiao looked at him in surprise. Are you trying to drive your uncle mad? He has been increasingly muddled lately; since I cannot persuade him directly, I will use other methods to delay things. The Court has just acquired a large sum of money; why not develop the Great Jing Dynasty instead of insisting on repairing that dilapidated Royal Tomb?
Every day of delay in construction saves a portion of money—this act is for the country and its people! How can it be more important than the Great Jing Dynasty?
Moreover, if banditry arises, my men won’t be idle; we can train regularly and increase our strength—it's a win-win situation! Why not?
Sang Qingxiao remarked jokingly how wicked this plan was! Yet deep down, he quite liked this somewhat crazy idea.
Where do these bandits come from? Qi Xiaomian asked. They are also my people.
Every time one thousand gather in the suburbs of the capital, they will be sent to the Royal Tomb together. When the second batch sets off for the Royal Tomb, they encounter robbers who are all valiant and formidable.
The bandits not only seized some supplies but also took away several strong men.
The Xuande Emperor received the news and his anger burned through an entire morning court session. It didn't end there; after the court, his fury continued. He ordered the Dragon Guard, the Office of Censors, and the Ministry of Justice to investigate together.
The three departments joined forces and conducted a thorough investigation for three full days, yet they found nothing. Not a single clue about the bandits' hideout emerged, as if they had fallen from the sky and vanished without a trace.
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