Daqian Dynasty.
In November of the thirty-second year of Zun'an.
Imperial City.
Prison Camp No. 1.
In the dim corridor, the pillars with peeling paint on both sides were lit by weak candles.
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The rusty and heavy iron door was pushed open by a big rough leather hand, and the slightly drunk jailer walked down the steps carrying a small bundle of oil packages.
"Hiccup~"
The jailer is tall and strong, with a ferocious appearance, a tiger head and fat ears, round eyes, raised eyebrows, and a slanting scar on the corner of his right eye. He is known as "Scar Lao Liu".
It is said that Scar Laoliu was the cousin of a favored concubine in the palace, and through some connections, he got such a job that was neither fat nor thin.
The oilcloth bag in Scar Laoliu's hand was tightly wrapped, but there was a faint alluring fragrance wafting out, that was the smell of slutty chicken. Walking in the corridor, dirty and thin hands stretched out from the dark cell. They were like flies that had smelled the aroma of meat, begging Lao Liu for a bite in a vague voice.
Scar Laoliu seemed to be in a very good mood, his waist was bulging, and he didn't care about the prisoners. He walked twenty steps, and on the left side of the end of the corridor, the bright moonlight was like a sword, piercing the cell with its sharp point - that It is the "A-shaped cell", the only cell with a window in DiZi No. 1 Prison, used to detain felons.
"call--"
Scar Lao Liu walked to the front of the prison cell and breathed a sigh of relief. The cells in the front were all smelly, but this cell was particularly ventilated and fresh.
There is a skylight on the high wall, about an arm's length and two bricks wide.
Under the moonlight, a young man with long, silky hair sat cross-legged on the clean and soft hay, his brows furrowed, as if he was meditating, but also as if he was falling asleep. In just a few breaths, his demeanor changed several times.
Even in prison, the young man's handsomeness and toughness were like the white moonlight in the prison, making the No. 1 cell shine brightly. Scar Laoliu couldn't help but look at it a few more times, secretly saying "It's a pity" and licking Licking his dry lips, he said: "As expected of Mr. Zheng, the richest man in the imperial capital. Look at him, he is really extraordinary!"
"..."
The young man known as "Mr. Zheng, the richest man in the imperial capital" seemed oblivious to Scar Lao Liu's compliments. He still lowered his head under the narrow beam of moonlight and stretched out his fingers to make gestures, as if digging. , pulling something.
Scar Lao Liu laughed twice, thinking that his flattery was not loud enough, so he immediately increased his intensity: "Master Zheng is really rich and kind, handsome and fierce, tall and hard, and... and..." But Scar Lao Liu There wasn't much ink in my stomach, and I ran out of water even as it flowed, stammering.
Zheng Xiu then raised his head in confusion. At first, his eyes were blank and he didn't know where he was staring. Gradually, he became more energetic and his eyes focused on Scar Lao Liu's face.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Liu. Just now, Zheng was thinking deeply and was rude. Please forgive me."
Zheng Xiu stood up, smiled and held his hands in his hands, apologizing.
Scar Lao Liu suddenly felt a little flattered.
Although Zheng Xiu, the richest man in the imperial capital, was imprisoned during the day and fell into his hands, Scar Lao Liu was clear in his heart. The visit of such a wealthy businessman was at most just a formality. If there were no serious mistakes, he would just be locked up for a few days. , external matters will be settled by others.
Even though this place is known as "Death Prison", Scar Laoliu has seen people who can get out with a smile.
Judging from Zheng Xiu's calm posture, he must have money at home and knows what he is doing.
Therefore, thinking about when the rich man in front of him would be able to go out, Scar Laoliu did not dare to offend him and said quickly:
"Hey, hey, Mr. Zheng, you're polite, you're welcome, just call me Lao Liu, that's fine! Let's not deal with those nonsense!"
The sound of "Sixth Master" made Scar Lao Liu feel elated, and he quickly handed over the oil bag.
Zheng Xiu was not polite and opened the oilcloth bag, which contained a huge roasted chicken leg. What surprised Zheng Xiu most was that the drumstick was still hot.
He took a big bite, and the smell of chicken suddenly filled the prison, drifting through the corridor, and bursts of "gul-dong" swallowing sounds sounded in the quiet environment.
"Mr. Zheng, this is your Zheng family. Er Niang asked Lao Liu to sneak in. In addition..." Scar Lao Liu took out a carved leather wine bag from his waist with a look of reluctance: "Just a little." 'Old fortune, wealth and longevity'."
Zheng Xiu was used to eating big fish and meat on weekdays, but today he ate the chicken leg with extra care. He lowered his head to gnaw and replied casually: "Zheng knows this is against the rules, and Zheng is not good at drinking, so it's up to Brother Six to take care of it."
Zheng Xiu quietly changed the title of "Sixth Master" to "Sixth Brother".
This time, Scar Laoliu listened to his ears and felt a little confused. He did not refuse and asked tentatively: "Then... I will keep it for Master Zheng first?"
Zheng Xiu smiled and replied: "Thank you."
Scar Lao Liu was stunned for a moment, then quickly stuffed the "Old Fortune, Luxu and Longevity" into his arms, and quickly shook his head: "No work! No work! Mr. Zheng is so generous!"
With a bottle of fine wine, Scar Lao Liu was secretly happy. Looking at the young man in the prison, he felt that he was extremely handsome, as if exuding an alluring radiance, and Scar Lao Liu's fierce facial features seemed a bit softer.
Scar Laoliu recalled Zheng Xiu’s life.
The ancestors of the Zheng family were heroes in the founding of the country and had served in the army for generations. Zheng's father died in battle during the "Northern Barbarian Rebellion" twenty years ago. The emperor wrote and gave a plaque "Glory of Loyalty and Martyrdom" to be hung in the Zheng family's ancestral hall and bestowed upon Zheng. Hereditary title.
According to the practice of Daqian, "positions are awarded based on ability, and titles are rewarded based on merit." Although Zheng Xiu's father is dead, based on his merit alone, if he joins the court as an official in the future, even if he cannot go to a high place, he can still be a humble person. Zheng Xiu spent his entire life working as a sinecure with no worries about food and clothing.
But what shocked everyone was that Zheng Xiu had shown amazing business talent since he was young. He started from a "Xiangmanlou" and gradually founded a series of unprecedented "industries".
Zheng's Winery claims that "this wine can only be found in heaven and is rarely heard in the world";
In the world of heaven and earth, the original "membership hierarchy" is divided into "ordinary members", "senior members" and "supreme members", allowing the rich in the city to rush to top up and linger. Their slogan is "Don't seek immortality in heaven, just seek freedom in the world. Suddenly looking back, it's heaven and earth";
Zheng's Logistics gathered outstanding travelers from all over the country and created the "errand running era" in the imperial city. Their slogan is "Wherever you go safely, you will arrive the next day";
In addition, there are small businesses such as Zheng's Cloth Shop, Zheng's Bank, Flower Boats and Painting Boats, Zheng Zheng's Beating People, etc.
If Zheng Xiu hadn't been imprisoned today, servants like Scar Laoliu would never have any interaction with a rich man from the imperial city like Zheng Xiu.
Scar Laoliu lamented that the situation of being the richest man was different. Not long after this man was imprisoned, he learned that he usually gambled a few games and rolled dice, so he smiled and asked himself to go to a gambling house called "Cornucano" to find an old man.
After Zheng Xiu's name was reported, Scar Lao Liu, who had always been very unlucky, won a full two hundred silvers in one breath for the first time. This was the reason why Scar Lao Liu was walking like a wind at this moment.
No wonder the scar on my right eye is itching and throbbing this morning. I hope I go out and meet a noble person!
By the way, why was Zheng Xiu imprisoned?
Only then did Scar Laoliu remember this incident. Seeing that Zheng Xiu had finished chewing the chicken legs, he sat down in front of the A-shaped cell, licked the mouth of the bottle to satisfy his craving, and asked about it.
Mr. Zheng replied casually: "They said they were hiding taxes."
"Hiding taxes?" Scar Lao Liu was stunned when he heard the words. He smelled the aroma of the wine and couldn't help but take another sip. He thought to himself that this is no big deal. Who among the rich businessmen in the city doesn't hide taxes? After carefully considering what was wrong, Scar Laoliu asked: "How much should you hide?"
"Five thousand."
"Oh, it's only five thousand." Scar Laoliu plucked his ears, and then suddenly froze. He was so drunk that he owed three points in shock: "Wait, it's only five thousand?"
Zheng Xiu was already lying down, as if he was ready to sleep after eating, and added the word: "Ten thousand."
Scar Laoliu was so frightened that he took a few steps back and did not dare to ask any more questions.
Fifty million taels of silver!
According to the laws of Daqian, if you hide a tax of 5,000, you will be fined a tax of 10,000; if you hide a tax of 10,000, you will be fined a tax of 50,000; if you hide a tax of 50,000, you will be fined 50,000; if you hide a tax of 50,000, you will be punished with 30 sticks and sent to jail pending trial; if you hide a tax of 100,000, you will be beheaded in the future. More than 100,000 people were killed.
This 50 million tax evasion...Scar Laoliu can no longer imagine how high the "50 million" pile is, but according to the laws of Daqian, this Zheng Xiu is not only going to sit in jail, but even if he dies once, he will be dug out and then beheaded Ten times is not enough punishment.
He instantly felt that the two hundred taels in his pocket were no longer valuable.
Scar Laoliu muttered "50 million" and left the cell in a daze.
The prison fell silent again.
Opposite Zheng Xiu, it was dark, and a sneer came out.
He didn't know who the inmates were living across the street, so he ignored them.
Zheng Xiu is a native of Dagan.
He was still ignorant before the age of seven, but with the full development of his morality, intelligence and body, Zheng Xiu gradually recalled the memories of his previous life. He believed that this was a supernatural phenomenon called "soul penetration". After the age of seven, he quickly Just accepted this setting.
In his previous life, he was born on a blue planet. He was a victim of the great era of involution. He failed to pass 985 in the college entrance examination. After four years of studying for A, he was a quasi-graduate.
Although his academic qualifications are average, Zheng Xiu considers himself to be of outstanding character, kind and studious, and is sworn in with gambling and drugs.
Just when Zheng Xiu was rejected for the 13th time when he submitted his resume, and failed to attend a job fair one day, and was debating whether to take the postgraduate entrance examination or go straight to the end of the universe to take the public service examination, he was invited out by a group of friends to play board games, and he felt dizzy for no reason. His head hit the dice.
Then,
There's no after that.
To be honest, Zheng Xiu has no interest in money.
He has always felt that this world is very strange. There are no mystical skills or hidden immortals. After he became rich, he used his contacts to find some tips called "cultivation skills". Even if it didn't work, he would find some "body tempering". "Exchange blood, change fate with Tao fruit" and so on, even if you don't practice immortality and practice fantasy, you can do it. But what makes Zheng Xiu very disappointed is that such a thing does not exist in this world.
It turns out that this is an ordinary parallel ancient world.
After the age of twelve, Zheng Xiu matured prematurely. While taking over the family business and making money, he reluctantly gave up his dream of breaking rivers with one sword and splitting mountains with two punches, and became a simple businessman.
The final outcome is nothing more than a life of drunkenness and dreams, enjoying prosperity, and a peaceful and boring life.
Until this morning, a group of forbidden troops rushed into Zheng's house. As if justice came from heaven, they announced that he had evaded 50 million in taxes and put him on death row.
Also because of being imprisoned, Zheng Xiu suddenly opened the door to a new world.
After confirming that Scar Laoliu was far away and the inmates across the street heard snoring, Zheng Xiu quietly stood up, sat down casually in a dark corner, and closed his eyes.
"Gululu..."
About a few minutes later.
A strange whisper came to Zheng Xiu's ears again. The first time he heard it, Zheng Xiu felt his hair stand on end and had goosebumps all over his body. The sound was like a drowning person struggling in the water and spitting out bubbles.
This time, with mental preparation, Zheng Xiu was calm.
When he opened his eyes again, Zheng Xiu had arrived in another space.
All around Zheng Xiu was an endless gray haze.
He was in a separate cell in the mist.
"Kakaka..."
Zheng Xiu stood in the center of the cage, the thin mist beneath his feet moving without the wind, forming whirlpools.
The strange sound was as crisp as breaking bones. Following the sound, broken bones and arms twisted out of the whirlpool, as if they were trying to catch something.
Zheng Xiufang had not experienced this horrifying scene before Scar Laoliu interrupted his thoughts. At this time, he couldn't help but take a few steps back and bumped into the straight fence behind him.
laugh!
After Zheng Xiu fucked, the fence suddenly lit up with green fireworks, and the sudden pain in the anus scared Zheng Xiu back to reality.
I touched my butt, it was intact, but the burning and stinging pain was so clear, as if it was really burned.
The cell is still the same cell, Prison Camp No. 1, Cell A. There is still a faint white moonlight above the head, and behind the corridor are the snores of the other prisoners sleeping.
Zheng Xiu pondered for a moment and closed his eyes again.
Once again familiar, Zheng Xiu fell into trance for a few seconds. When he opened his eyes again, his consciousness drifted into that strange cell. The only difference was that the bones protruding from the mist were self-organized into a table and a chair. It was dense, with bone seams clearly visible, and there was a strange atmosphere everywhere.
On the table of bones, a yellowed and blood-stained paper roll was spread out silently. A few steps away, Zheng Xiu felt that the paper was hazy, and there was a mist that seemed to be motionless, making it difficult to see clearly.
"Will you please take a seat?"
Zheng Xiu smiled, took a few steps forward, and sat on the skeleton chair.
As soon as he sat down, a piercing chill came from underneath him. At the same time, it was like a pair of hands pushing away the thick fog on the paper roll, and the scene around Zheng Xiu changed.
He appeared high in the sky out of thin air, with a boiling river of blood flowing between the undulating peaks beneath his feet.
Corpses of different shapes piled up into a pool, in which white maggots swam on their backs.
In the gloomy sky, the blood on the ground reflected the sky red. There was a huge brown eyeball in the center of the sky, with countless tentacles crawling around the independent eyeball.
The corpses on the ground were sucked high into the sky by the eyeballs, and the flesh and blood formed twisted armor of flesh and bones around the eyeballs.
Zheng Xiu was so shocked that he could not speak because of the illusions spread out on the scroll. Then, silhouettes appeared from all directions, and they were individuals.
Some only had half of their decayed bodies left, their pale faces were covered in blood and flesh, and one eyeball was barely connected to its socket.
Some were riding giant beasts covered in blood, holding a severed arm several feet long as a hammer, and their skinless upper and lower jaws opened and closed, making strange cracking laughter.
Zheng Xiu even identified some characters among those figures that matched his impression, but added a layer of horror filter: the man-eating Buddha sitting on a lotus dripping with ink, the peerless swordsman with maggots crawling all over his body, the open belly The big-bellied Maitreya with a bloody mouth, and the five-clawed corpse dragon flying meandering together with the broken limbs...
These half-dead figures are either crazy or sneering, rushing towards the eyeball as huge as the sun and moon in the sky.
boom.
In front of Zheng Xiu's eyes, the huge eyeball suddenly exploded, turning into sporadic black light and scattering to all parts of the world. The black light went so fast that Zheng Xiu obviously didn't have time to count it, but for some reason, he only glanced at it and subconsciously aimed at the number of black lights.
No more, no less, a total of forty-nine rays of light.
At this time.
After the forty-nine rays of black light escaped, there was a moment of silence in the depths of the fog where the eyeballs exploded, and then a blood-red light flew out quietly, which was particularly conspicuous, like a meteorite, hitting where Zheng Xiu was.
The red "meteorite" was getting closer and closer, and it turned out to be a regular-shaped dice.
The dice faced the center of Zheng Xiu's field of vision, and the textures were distorted, as if they were trying to form a word.
--"Prisoners"!
In a daze, Zheng Xiu still saw the table and paper in front of him. There were no eyeballs, no mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, and no sword immortals with pork belly.
What is different from before is that on the yellow paper, a red dice is spinning.
Gululu——
Stopped.
That's a twenty-sided die.
The material is crystal clear. On the upward side, there is a frame with a figure in the frame.
Zheng Xiu didn't dare to touch it, but he got a little closer. When he took a closer look, he was so frightened that he leaned back suddenly, and a numbness like an electric current ran from his scalp to his tailbone.
The figure in the frame is clearly Zheng Xiu, who is curled up motionless!
Such a horrifying scene made Zheng Xiu sit on the bone chair without daring to move. The more he sat, the more he felt his butt bumping.
When Zheng Xiu was silent, outside the cage, a strange piece of paper floated out of the mist and landed in front of Zheng Xiu.
Looking at the lines of text on the scroll, he scanned it back and forth several times. After a moment of astonishment, Zheng Xiu finally felt a bit dumbfounded:
"I've already become the richest man, why is Goldfinger here?"
