Martial arts masters are really good at eating.
Half a bucket of gruel went into the man's stomach.
Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said, "My hero, haven't you asked me your name yet?"
The man ignored the Book of Changes, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. His internal organs were humming, and his muscles and bones were trembling continuously.
puff!
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the man's face turned as white as snow, and his breath suddenly became weak and sluggish.
Zhou Yi watched from the sidelines, guessing that the man was doing exercises to heal his injuries, but the effect seemed to be unsatisfactory.
"What a cruel poison!"
The man vomited blood and said, "My name is Wei Chang."
"What do you like to eat, Master Wei? I'll bring some tomorrow?" Zhou Yi also brought food to prisoners before, and the price was a hundred times higher than outside, but all the money he earned was used to buy nourishing decoctions.
Wei Chang said coldly: "Wei's whole family is in exile, but I don't have money to bribe you."
"We just admire what Hero Wei has done!"
Zhou Yi solemnly said: "My temper is such that I can't be so self-sacrificial for others, but I might as well admire heroes. I can only send some food, so let's practice it as a hero!"
Wei Chang closed his eyes and said nothing.
Zhou Yi left with his rice pail. Just as he stepped out of the cell door, a voice came from inside.
"Is there any wine?"
"have!"
…
The next day.
Zhou Yi first ordered lunch at the front office, and then went to the kitchen to carry the rice pail.
There are two large and small kitchens in Tianlao. The larger one is used to cook porridge, brown rice and rotten vegetable leaves, as long as it doesn't kill anyone.
The small kitchen is exquisitely laid out, with all kinds of ingredients including chicken, duck, fish and meat, all cooked by Chef Liu of Dingxianglou.
"Brother Yi, someone entered Prison No. 9 last night. He has a bad temper. Please wait carefully." Chef Liu handed Zhou Yi the food box he had prepared alone.
Zhou Yi asked curiously: "Brother Liu, what's the origin?"
The sky prison often has special prisoners in it, either with unconfirmed charges or with family members guarding them, so the small kitchen is prepared for them.
Chef Liu whispered: "I heard that he was the only son of Long Xiang. He got drunk at Chunfeng Tower last night and had a conflict with a merchant. He actually beat him to death on the spot!"
Zhou Yi wondered: "Isn't this kind of case sent to the Jing Ya Prison?"
"This isn't the end yet!"
Chef Liu looked outside, and when he saw no one there, he continued: "This man beat someone to death, but he didn't feel happy about it. He led a group of servants into his home and killed his whole family..."
As he spoke, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.
Zhou Yi could not help but be horrified. This Young Master Long was so arrogant that the emperor dared to commit a crime of breaking into a house and killing a family.
Sensational!
Zhou Yi carried the food box and lunch bucket into the sky prison, greeted Zhang Zhou and others, and went all the way to the deepest prison No. Bing 9.
There are three types of prisons: A, B, and C. Prison A contains thieves and criminals, prison B contains political prisoners or literati, and prison C contains nobles and special prisoners.
Prison No. Bing 9 is the cleanest and most comfortable. The original two cells are divided into one room and one living room.
Zhou Yi called the cell door, but before he entered, there was a shout.
"who?"
The person who spoke was a man who pretended to be a man, tall and strong, and stared coldly at Zhou Yi's movements.
"Brother, the younger one is bringing food to Mr. Long." Zhou Yi respectfully handed over the food box.
There were four strong men outside Prison No. Bing 9. Two were guarding the door of the cell, and two were guarding the door of the inner room. They were obviously responsible for protecting Young Master Long.
Hearing this, the man lowered his guard, took out the silver needle from his arms, and tested the food in the food box one by one.
"get out!"
Zhou Yi bowed and retreated, preparing to close the cell door.
A young man came out of the room, disheveled and holding a beautiful girl in his arms.
"Fourth child, when does my father say he can go out?"
The man who tested the poison said: "Sir, this time is a bit tricky. The man named Chen is actually a branch of the Duke of Qi. He will have to stay longer."
"What is the Duke of Qi State? This Fengyang State is my father..."
The cell door was closed tightly, and the words behind him could not be heard clearly.
Zhou Yi carried a bucket and delivered meals to the prisoners one by one, and finally went to Prison No. 13. After observing that there was no one around, he wiped out the porcelain bottle from his arms.
"Master Wei, this is the famous Lihua Bai from Shenjing, a 20-year-old spirit!"
Open the bottle cork and the rich fragrance of pear flowers comes out.
Wei Chang was still hanging upside down, with his arms and legs bound by shackles and iron chains, and even his neck was cuffed with an iron ring.
"Try it, hero."
Zhou Yi carefully poured the wine into Wei Chang's mouth.
Wei Chang's throat trembled, and a ball of fire burned down his throat and into his stomach. It was indeed good wine.
"Eat more stutter."
Zhou Yi took out the roast chicken from his arms again, tore off the meat strips and put them to his mouth.
Wei Chang had no teeth and it was difficult to bite and chew, so he swallowed the chicken in a few bites.
"drink wine!"
Then Zhou Yi took a sip of wine, a sip of meat, a pot of pear blossoms and a roasted chicken, all of which went into Wei Chang's belly.
"happy!"
Wei Chang breathed a long sigh of relief: "It is indeed a fine wine from Shenjing. The poor place in Yuzhou is far inferior to it."
Zhou Yi said: "This Pear Blossom White is just one of them. There are also Qionghua Wine, Zhaodianhong, Yuluchun and so on. Bring a bottle every day to ensure that the hero can taste all the fine wines from Shenjing!"
Wei Chang said coldly: "There is no such thing as a free benefit in the world. Do you like Wei's kung fu?"
Zhou Yi looked happy and didn't hide it.
"Master Wei, I treat you to wine and meat. I do have such selfish motives."
After yesterday's shift, Zhou Yi had already inquired that there were many martial arts schools in Shenjing that taught ordinary body-building techniques.
The tuition fee ranges from ten taels to hundreds of taels, and you will also need to buy nourishing decoctions later on. If you want to succeed in your studies, it will cost you at least a few thousand taels.
To learn more advanced body-building techniques, you must become a disciple of a martial arts school.
Becoming a master in this era is not just a matter of fame. Once you are a master, you will be a father for a lifetime. If you have something to do, the disciple will obey him. Not only do you need to do a lot of dirty work, but you also have to fight against the enemy for the master.
The son of a rich man will not sit down in the palace!
Zhou Yi wanted to learn the art of protecting the Tao, but he would not abandon the basics and take risks for the sake of the skills.
As for the inner qi technique, Zhou Yi inquired about several martial arts schools, and only the masters of the schools had the opportunity to practice it.
In this way, Wei Chang becomes extremely precious!
Wei Chang was only thirty or forty years old, but he had reached the first-class level and was famous in Yuzhou. The skills he taught casually were much better than those in martial arts schools. One month later, Wei Chang asked to kill, leaving no cause and effect. It was really an opportunity to get the best of both worlds.
"Wei and the imperial court are different from each other. How can he teach you martial arts?"
After Wei Chang finished speaking, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, and circulated his inner energy to attack the eight extraordinary meridians, trying to unlock the secret medicine of Jinyiwei.
Zhou Yi was not discouraged and packed up the wine pots and rice pails and exited the cell.
"Trust cannot be built in a day, so take your time. There is plenty of time anyway."
"Even if Wei Chang doesn't want to teach the techniques in the end, there are other prisoners in the prison. But they are all evil-doing thieves who behave erratically and violently. They cannot easily practice the techniques even after being taught them!"
Since then.
Zhou Yi's life schedule is very regular, sleeping, ordering Mao, delivering meals, drinking with Wei Chang, sleeping, ordering Mao...
In just over half a month, Zhou Yi found that he was already familiar with life in Fengyang Kingdom.
I originally thought that without mobile phones, games, movies and other entertainment, life would be boring. However, I went to Goukan with my colleagues and a new world suddenly opened up.
The young ladies were well-educated and enthusiastic, which made Zhou Yi forget to leave.
This day.
After Zhou Yi delivered a meal, he came to Wei Chang's cell for a drink.
"My hero, this Qiulunong is only ten years old. I've been short of money these days!"
Wei Chang glanced at it and said disdainfully: "All the money was thrown into the brothel?"
Zhou Yi touched his face and said, "Is it so obvious?"
Wei Chang said: "The face is red and the ears are red, it is a sign that the semen is full and cannot be released!"
Zhou Yi was surprised and said: "The hero still knows about medicine?"
"Medicine and martial arts are never separated! Fortunately, you know how to exercise restraint and preserve Yuanyang. Otherwise, practicing martial arts would be half the effort." Wei Chang was also a little surprised in his voice. He never expected Zhou Yi to be able to hold back.
Zhou Yi naturally understood the importance of young people and asked curiously: "According to what the hero said, those martial arts masters did not break the rules when they were young?"
Wei Chang said leisurely: "There are many secret techniques for locking essence and solidifying yang in martial arts..."
Zhou Yi looked solemn and bowed to salute.
"Please teach me, hero!"
