The people are blind and stupid.
They would cheer when the rebels were beheaded, and they just wanted to see the blood spurting out a few feet, wondering if they could dip it in steamed buns and eat it.
The people are also wise.
Thousands of people looked at the palace in unison, and their silent and silent grand will has been pushing history forward.
Only then did Zhou Yi understand what it means to die without getting sick.
Wiped his mouth, raised his head and shouted.
"Lady boss, pay the bill."
"Brother Yi, today's meal is free."
The landlady came to her senses from the sound of the bell and pinched her face hard to prevent herself from laughing.
"good."
Zhou Yi did not throw away money hypocritically, martial arts training was a bottomless pit.
The martial arts school charges tuition, and ten taels of silver is not expensive. After teaching the exercises, I tell you that you need nourishing decoctions to exercise, otherwise you will be exhausted and dead.
The formula of the decoction is a secret of the martial arts gym. Only the gym owner knows it and sells you the brewed potion.
"This routine looks like a free online game. If you don't keep charging, you won't be able to get stronger!"
Zhou Yi was amazed. No matter in the past or in the future, the merchants' routines had not changed.
From tempering the skin to polishing the muscles and bones, five or six hundred taels of silver have been spent on it. The more difficult steps of refining the internal organs and cleansing the marrow will come later. The nourishing decoctions are becoming more and more precious. It is estimated that a few thousand taels of silver will not be enough.
Ordinary warriors reach the second-rate realm and begin to wander the world.
In the flash of swords and shadows, there is so much heroic spirit, most of them are just to make money.
Zhou Yi doesn't need to take this risk. There are many corrupt officials in the sky prison. Just scraping a layer of oil is enough for martial arts training.
Walking all the way down the street.
The people seemed to have been struck by a silence spell. They kept glancing in the direction of the palace. They seemed to want to talk, but they dared not discuss it.
They communicated with each other through their eyes, anyway, they just scolded the dog emperor for finally dying.
Heavenly prison.
Lei Si Prison had already changed into plain clothes and was instructing the jailers to put up white flags.
When the emperor dies, the whole country is filial.
After Zhang Liu's white flags were set up, Lei Si Prison summoned all the guards.
"An order has been passed from the palace. From now on, the inside and outside of the prison will be closed, and no one is allowed to enter or leave. Including this officer, all food and drink will be in the prison!"
Lei Siyu looked at Zhou Yi: "Xiao Yizi, go and look at the rice noodles in the kitchen. If you don't have enough, go and buy them."
During the emperor's funeral, banquets are prohibited, so only rice and white noodles can be eaten.
Although Lei Siyu is old, his memory is getting better and better. He obviously plans to work in this position until death. It is said that some people are unwilling to change him even if they want to be a seventh-grade criminal department member.
Zhou Yi accepted the order and said: "Yes!"
Zhang Zhou reminded: "Remember to prepare a few more jars of cooking wine. If you put too little in the cooking, it will not taste good."
Ha ha!
All the jailers burst out laughing. Others were cooking and cooking wine, while Zhang Zhou was drinking cooking wine.
"I can spare it."
Zhou Yi has been on duty in Tianlao for ten years and has already become familiar with everyone. He often meets up to listen to music at Goulan, and he is no longer restrained in speaking and doing things.
There are few formal officials and many low-ranking jailers in the Tianya Prison. They are all the iron rice bowls that have been passed down for generations.
No one needs to look down on the other, and because the salary and salary are so rich, it is difficult to get along well with colleagues.
…
kitchen.
Chef Liu is already in the kitchen, instructing his son and apprentice to make a big pot of rice.
Zhou Yi said in surprise: "Why are you here? Stop working. If you don't leave, the prison will be locked."
"If I don't leave, I will stay in Tianlao for a while."
Chef Liu wiped the sweat from his face and whispered: "Our boss said that there was going to be trouble in Shenjing and closed the Dingxiang Tower. The shopkeeper and his waiters were stopped when they wanted to go out of the city."
"I was thinking, where can I find a safe place in the Tianlao, so I took Shunzi to take refuge!"
"high!"
Zhou Yi gave a thumbs up and saw the rice vat, noodle vat and wine jar, which was enough to feed Tianlao for a month. He chatted with Chef Liu for a while and then went to deliver the food with the bucket.
The job of delivering meals would not change even if I was given a job.
Chapiao often escorted prisoners to exile, traveling thousands of miles each time. The outside world was in chaos and war, and there was no way to be safe in the prison.
Of course, escorting prisoners is a good job, and the guards are eager to do it.
On the way back and forth, we stopped at the carriage and horse inn, ate good wine and good food, and got at least a few hundred taels of silver!
Prison B No. 3.
Zhou Yi poured the gruel and was about to leave.
The old prisoner, looking unkempt and skinny as he scratched the fence, begged and asked.
"Brother, I seem to have heard the bell ringing. How many times did it ring?"
"Nine sounds."
Zhou Yi replied expressionlessly that the prisoner was the director of the Ministry of Works and had embezzled the money needed to build the river embankment.
The surface of the embankment is covered with stones and sand, and the inside is filled with straw and straw.
During a heavy rain last summer, the dam collapsed before the water level even approached the warning line. Eventually, tens of thousands of people drowned and disappeared.
"His Majesty!"
The prisoner was stunned for a moment, then wailed loudly and kowtowed in the direction of the palace.
Zhou Yi shrugged and continued to deliver the food. The prisoners in the B-word prison were all masters of acting, so it was difficult to tell whether they were crying with grief or with joy and excitement.
According to the usual practice, when the new emperor of Fengyang Kingdom ascends the throne, he will grant a general amnesty to the whole world to show his grace.
The prisoners in Jiazi Prison were much more straightforward. They were all laughing and joking, just shouting that the emperor died well.
"Brother, when will the new emperor ascend the throne?"
"We're about to go out, can't we have a good meal?"
"Hahaha, Old Zhao, I have three months to go to the execution ground. Long live my emperor!"
Zhou Yi ignored the prisoners' cries at all. After ten years of delivering meals, he had long developed the habit of neither listening nor watching.
The spoon lightly drew a circle in the bucket. How many grains of rice and vegetable leaves were inside were completely under Zhou Yi's control.
Practice makes perfect!
Some despised prisoners were given three to five grains of rice per meal and would starve to death after being locked up for a while.
…
Night falls.
The lights in the sky prison were brightly lit, and the sound of punching could be heard constantly.
Thousands of forbidden troops guarded the outer gate, while the inner gate was tightly closed and locked, like a small independent world.
Drinking is prohibited during national mourning, which is nothing for the jailer.
At first, Niu Xiaowei tried to persuade him not to be too arrogant, but after losing three hands of cards in a row, he forgot about the laws of the country.
"No nine! No nine..."
Chang Ning, the dispatch officer, puffed up his breath, slowly opened the dominoes, burst out laughing, hugged all the money on the table to him, and drank a bowl of wine.
The jailer at the poker table was cursing, and the onlookers praised Chang Ning for his good poker skills and his good luck.
"Good luck to Uncle Chang!"
Zhou Yi praised him and said without leaving a trace: "We have so many prisoners here, and there are still many murderers in Jiazi Prison. During the change of dynasty, please pay attention to safety."
Chang Ning was focused on the card game and said nonchalantly: "Three thousand forbidden troops have completely surrounded the Tianlao. Even the top masters can't break in."
When the loser Niu Xiaowei heard this, he frowned slightly and said: "What Xiao Yizi said makes sense. You must not be careless about this matter. If there is really trouble, it will be a big case that will kill your head!"
Zhou Yi took advantage of the situation and said: "Do we have a watchtower? I will go up and keep an eye on it. I can notify you if someone comes."
"Go, go, the key to the tower door is in the cabinet, go get it yourself."
Captain Niu did not doubt that he was there, and said with concern while touching the cards.
"It's freezing cold, and the wind is strong on the watchtower. Remember to bring extra quilts!"
