15. Chapter 15 The Secret of the Adopted Daughter 3
The old King Yan sweated slightly on his forehead and murmured: "But, I only heard about killing the mother to create a son, but not about the sacrifice of the holy virgin. There is no... no such precedent..."
Luo Jia spread his hands: "Well, I don't know why our ancestors established this strange rule. I also think it's inappropriate, but the courtiers are unwilling to abolish it, and I can't..."
When he said this, he glanced at Fang Fei and saw that she was looking around, not realizing that what was being discussed was the misfortune he was about to face. King Lao Yan also looked at the little girl, as if he knew for the first time
, this is the first time that my daughter understands what terrible abyss she will be pushed into.
"Recently, I have been dreaming about the sky frequently. After thinking about it, I have been fighting for many years, and I should let my ancestors share the glory. Treasures and livestock alone are not enough to shine on my filial piety in the north. Therefore, I must follow the ancestral system and comfort their spirits in heaven. But
, My daughters are too young to take on this important task of offering sacrifices to heaven, so I am planning to adopt a daughter."
Everyone's expression changed. Luojia's intention couldn't be more obvious. He bluntly said that he wanted Fangfei just to replace his daughters as sacrifices.
King Yan was sweating profusely.
Luojia added: "Your Majesty, King Dayan, if you have any objections, you can take back your little princess..."
King Dayan looked happy, and Luo Jia added calmly, "However, a holy virgin princess is worth ten thousand gold ingots."
Originally, the price of a princess was one thousand taels of gold ingots. Fang Fei could actually be worth 10 princesses? Everyone's eyes widened. So, wouldn't it be a good deal to exchange this ugly little thing?
In order to pay the war compensation, King Dayan was struggling to raise money everywhere. Not only the private money of his concubines, but also his own dragon robes were sold to only one set. Looking at the palace, it has become an empty and cold palace - everything
Everything belonged to Luojia, not his country of Yan. His only hope was that he and his concubines would not be kidnapped.
He is a king, but also a father? Does he want ten thousand ingots of gold, or his daughter's life? At this time, not only the others, but even Luo Jia was sweating, staring at the old king's expression, and his tone was pretentious
Ping Bing: "I am not an unreasonable person. After all, gold is always not as valuable as the life of the little princess. Are you right?"