Luo Ying shook her head slightly and said: "I don't know, the Flower God is the messenger of the Bamboo God and the patron saint of Bamboo, but no one who has been to the Luohua Cave can come back."
Long Chen asked: "I heard that Luohua Cave holds a sacrificial ceremony every year?"
Luo Ying nodded and said: "Every year, three Luohua girls are selected and sent to Luohua Cave. This is a tribute to the Flower God and a tribute to the Bamboo God."
Long Chen guessed that there might be something in the Luohua Cave.
"Have you seen the Flower Goddess?"
Luoying shook her head: "I haven't seen it before. Anyone who sees the Flower God can never come back."
Long Chen asked again: "Have you seen anyone coming back in the future?"
Luoying looked at Long Chen fearfully and whispered: "Father."
Only the bamboo bear went in and came out again.
Long Chen nodded, thought for a moment, and asked: "How did the bamboo bear get in? How did it get out? Do you know?"
Luoying told the story of what she knew.
After listening, Long Chen thought to himself: Bamboo Bear volunteered to take people in, and finally came out again.
Moreover, Bamboo Bear is the only one who comes out.
Was it because the Bamboo Bear was so powerful that he didn't die in the Luohua Cave, or was it that the Flower God let the Bamboo Bear out in order to deal with himself?
If Bamboo Bear himself was powerful and didn't die in Luohua Cave, this would be easy to say.
However, if the flower god deliberately released the bamboo bear to deal with himself, it means that the flower god is a person, or at least not an illusory god.
"There is something in the Luohua Cave!"
Long Chen came to this conclusion.
Lin Menghan asked in confusion: "What do you mean there is something?"
Long Chen didn't explain much and said: "Okay, thank you Crown Princess."
After asking the questions, Lin Menghan took Luo Ying and left.
Long Chen came out of the yard and walked down the mountain.
On the west side of the mountain.
A woman in ragged clothes returned to the bamboo house carrying a basket of wild vegetables, and the man hurriedly took off his clothes.
"Why are you going?"
"They came to call me just now, saying that the queen of our Qilan people was back, and she killed
Your Majesty, if you want to give us delicious food, I will go there."
The man was very excited. He had already thought about it and wanted a set of clothes for his wife to wear first.
If you have clothes, you won't have to go out alone or hide at home alone.
"Our queen? We still have a queen?"
The woman couldn't believe it. They were slaves without a clan leader. They had been working as cattle and horses for Takebe for generations. How could they have a queen?
"Really, they've all gone down, and I'm going too."
The man was wearing tattered clothes and running down the mountain barefoot.
The woman watched the man leave and closed a broken door.
The man rushed down the mountain and met many people from Zhube on the way. He instinctively avoided them and did not dare to get close.
But it was strange that when those people from Zhube saw him, they were not as arrogant as usual, but had a look of fear.
Is the Queen really here? Our Queen?
When the man rushed to the foot of the mountain to the north, many people gathered around the foot of the mountain, all of them tribesmen dressed in rags.
"Where is the Queen? Where?"
The man squeezed in so hard that his tattered clothes were torn, and he could only cover his pants to cover his bottom.
On the mountainside.
Ji Xianxian and Ya'er looked at the crowd crowded at the foot of the mountain, feeling sad in their hearts.
This is my own tribe, and their lives are so miserable that they are worse than pigs and dogs.
Although I have never seen my own people, this look is really miserable.
"Madam, they are so miserable. Just like the beggars in Rouge Lane, even the beggars are better than them."
Ya'er couldn't stand it anymore and felt that these people were really miserable and miserable.
Ji Xianxian slowly flew up, slowly flying over the heads of the crowd, looking down at the Qilan people at her feet.
These people had never seen anyone who could fly and thought Ji Xianxian was a god.
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I am the princess of Qielan Kingdom, and now I am the queen of Qielan Kingdom."
"We Qilan people have defeated Zhube, Zhuxiong is dead, and the king of Zhube is dead."
"From today on, you are free. You no longer need to be slaves. I will protect you."
Ji Xianxian had learned the Mad Lion Technique, and her voice was so loud that the Qilan people below could hear it clearly.
"Queen."
The people below all knelt down and worshiped.
"Get flat."
Ji Xianxian said this several times before the people below slowly got up.
When I was about to return to the palace, someone suddenly shouted at my feet: "Queen, please give me a dress."
The man with no clothes suddenly shouted.
Ji Xianxian looked down and saw that the man's tattered clothes were almost torn to pieces, his hair was messy, and his face was withered.
"My mother-in-law has nothing to wear."
It seemed to Ji Xianxian that the man was very scared and hurriedly explained.
Ji Xianxian flew back to the mountainside, and Ya'er urgently took off two sets of clothes. Ji Xianxian took the clothes, flew to the man's head, and handed the clothes to the man.
"Thank you Queen, thank you Queen."
These two sets of clothes are made of fabric and embroidered. The man has never worn such fine clothes in his life.
The clothes he wore were made of plant silk threads. They were very poor and were only used to cover the body.
"Go back, someone will allocate fields to you and give you clothes."
The Dragon Gang still has many industries in the Central Plains, and purchasing tens of thousands of sets of clothes is not a problem.
"Thank you Queen."
The Qilan people finally believed that Ji Xianxian was their queen.
"Let's go back."
Ji Xianxian flew back to the mountainside, and the Qilan people returned to the west happily, their laughter carried far away.
"Immediately send an order to Yinrou to buy cloth and clothes."
Ya'er immediately sent the order.
Long Chen watched the crowd disperse and said with emotion: "The mountain people here are living a good life."
Very bitter.”
Ji Xianxian sighed: "It's not as good as the Great Zhou Dynasty. The Central Plains is rich in products and has everything."
Long Chen shook his head and said: "It's not a problem of property, it's a problem of distribution. There is little land and few people here. They are suffering so much because of Zhube's oppression."
Ji Xianxian said: "It won't be like this in the future."
Watching the crowd disperse, Long Chen and Ji Xianxian returned to the palace, while the others followed the instructions and dealt with their own affairs.
The man ran away with his clothes in his arms and returned to the shabby house in the bamboo forest.
The woman was cooking wild vegetables in a broken earthen pot. The man opened the broken door and laughed: "Look, the queen gave me two sets of clothes. This is yours and this is mine."
The woman looked at the two sets of clothes in her husband's arms and was so surprised that she fell from the sky with joy.
"This is. This is an embroidered cloth. Put it on for me quickly."
The woman didn't care that the wild vegetables were still cooking or that she was dirty, so she immediately put on her top and pants.
This is her first time wearing real clothes.
The man also put on a suit of clothes, which looked really good.
"The Queen is so good. The Queen is so good."
The woman laughed excitedly.
The man said: "The queen can fly, she can fly, she is so beautiful, like a fairy, she said she would allocate land to us so that we can grow."
The woman said in surprise: "Really? We can also have land?"
All the land in Zhugu belongs to Zhuxiong and Zhube, and they own nothing.
Having just got clothes and land, the woman couldn't believe it.
"It really will happen, it really will happen. The Queen will not lie to us. The Queen gave us clothes."
The man sat down happily and thought about his land.
"I want to grow rice, I want to eat rice, and I want to drink porridge."
The woman had never eaten white rice, but she had only seen people in Zhube drinking porridge. She wanted to know what rice porridge tasted like.
"There will be, there will be."
The man picked up the wild vegetables and chewed them slowly, thinking about the rice porridge.
