"Who are you?"
Concubine Sun screamed.
"Our family... ahem, I have been a eunuch for a long time, and I can't change my speaking habits for a while."
This man's face was white and beardless, and he spoke in a high-pitched voice: "A mere rooster, dog, and robber can't get into the eyes of a noble concubine. You'd better talk to your son more, so as not to miss him in the future!"
Concubine Sun couldn't help but tremble with fear when she thought of the commotion outside, and hugged the sixth prince tightly.
The prince frowned, recalling all the servants in the palace, and suddenly his heart moved.
"You are Feng Zhong, who oversees the clean room in Zhidian!"
"No wonder the princes and lords were so valued by the late emperor that he appointed ministers as eunuchs, which can be said to be the first of its kind in the country."
Feng Zhongxian marveled: "The little people who clean the latrine are like the flies and maggots in the latrine, but they can actually make the princes remember their names."
The prince said coldly: "Our family is not as good as yours. With the art of disguise, you can actually influence the inheritance of the country."
While talking.
The palace door opened with a bang, and hundreds of soldiers rushed in.
Following closely behind him was King Zhao Yuan of Qin, with the real Prime Minister Zhang accompanying him, holding a sharp sword in his hand, and the blade was still dripping with blood.
"Father, I'm late!"
When Zhao Yuan saw Emperor Hongchang lying on the dragon bed, he shed two lines of tears instantly. He didn't know whether it was sadness or excitement.
The prince shouted and asked: "Your Highness, King Qin, why did you break into the palace without an edict?"
"Shut up eunuch!"
Zhao Yuan wiped away his tears and scolded: "I received a secret report from Prime Minister Zhang that Princess Sun tried to murder my father and forged a will to promote her son to the throne. I immediately led troops to rescue her, but it was a pity that it was too late!"
In a few words, the political correctness of the edict was completely denied.
In the future national history records, it will be revealed that Princess Sun and others killed the king and usurped the throne, and Zhao Yuan led his troops late at night to clear up the source.
Duke Cheng Guo looked deeply at Zhang Zhengyang and asked, "Can I leave?"
"My lord, please!"
Zhang Zhengyang ordered people to get out of the way and explained to Zhao Yuan in a low voice: "The honorable family is separated from the country. Duke Cheng Guo is not a supporter of the Sixth Prince. We can win over him after the important matter is decided."
Zhao Yuan nodded slightly and looked at the sixth prince Zhao Yi coldly.
Zhao Yi was very talented and had already guessed what was about to happen. He prayed in a slightly childish voice: "Second brother, my brother voluntarily refuses to be emperor. Can you spare the lives of my brother and my mother?"
Zhao Yuan was slightly startled and hesitated. Normally, this younger brother was the most obedient and had a good relationship with his elder brothers.
"Your Highness, if you cut the grass without eradicating the roots, you will be troubled in the future!"
Zhang Zhengyang reminded: "The Sun family is in charge of the capital camp, and a large army will arrive early tomorrow morning. Then it will be your highness's turn to pray for my brother's life."
"kill!"
Zhao Yuan did not hesitate and waved his hand to give the order.
After a while.
Concubine Sun Guifei and Zhao Yi fell in front of Emperor Hongchang, and all the other maids in Shangyang Palace died.
Mao Shi.
All the officials entered the palace and went to the Fengtian Hall to pay their respects in the morning.
Since the former prince's rebellion failed, Emperor Hongchang visited the government in person.
Due to his old age and frailty, most of the morning court visits were just about making a bow. After the prince announced something like "Your Majesty is ill," the civil and military officials went back to their homes.
Finally, when I entered the Fengtian Hall, I looked up and saw a middle-aged man sitting on the dragon throne.
Feng Zhong, who was temporarily promoted to the eunuch in front of the palace, took out the Ming and Huang imperial edicts and read them out, to the effect that the late emperor died last night and left the imperial edict to be succeeded by King Zhao Yuan of Qin.
All the civil and military officials looked at each other, not knowing whether to cry or to pay homage.
Zhang Zhengyang was the first to kowtow and shout long live His Majesty.
The others suddenly understood, kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, recognizing Zhao Yuan as the new king.
…
Chenjiagou.
The defeated army all died from the food shared by the ghosts. All their flesh and blood were eaten away, leaving only pale skeletons.
Zhou Yi carefully sensed the changes in the group of ghosts and found that after devouring living souls and flesh and blood, most of their auras became slightly stronger and became more ferocious.
There were also a small number of ghosts who turned into smoke and dissipated after Dutong died.
The wronged soul of Old Man Chen and the ghosts of the villagers all kowtowed to Zhou Yi.
"Thank you, my benefactor!"
Zhou Yi asked: "What are your plans for the future?"
Old Man Chen said: "I will disperse my remaining soul and be reincarnated as soon as possible."
"That's very good."
Zhou Yi nodded slightly. If it were not for the stimulation of the Anzhai Talisman, the ghosts would not even be able to manifest themselves. They would be gone after only three to five days.
There is no spiritual object to entrust, and there is no method to refine the soul. Not even the evil ghost can do it.
Old Man Chen's ability to maintain his intelligence and the ability to breathe out ghost mist was due to his reading and understanding during his lifetime, and his soul was far more tenacious and powerful than ordinary people.
Old Man Chen prayed: "I still need to trouble my benefactor to dig a hole and bury our bodies in the ground. There is no need to dig a separate hole and erect a monument. Anyway, no one will pay homage in the future."
Zhou Yi nodded and agreed, determined to find a geomantic treasure land and join a wealthy family in the next life.
When the ghosts heard this, they kowtowed again and thanked him.
Among the ordinary people, there are masters who are good at reading Feng Shui. They use various formulas and secret techniques to find the so-called dragon's lair. However, in the eyes of monks, it is just a trivial technique. Wherever the magic power senses the clear and rich spiritual energy of the earth and heaven, it must be a Feng Shui treasure.
Subsequently.
Old man Chen led the way, while Zhou Yi found a trailer and collected the corpses from house to house.
All kinds of death conditions are unbearable.
After Zhou Yi discovered that the corpse had been collected, some of the weaker ghosts dissipated with the wind on the spot, and the stronger ghosts became more and more transparent.
After loading a cart full of corpses, Zhou Yi found a geomantic treasure near Chenjiagou and stamped his feet to create a big hole.
After the corpse was buried in the ground, those already weak ghosts completely dissipated.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Yi had a hidden guess in his mind: "Perhaps the funeral custom of being laid to rest comes from this, which can effectively reduce the evil ghosts from causing harm to the world!"
The second cart was mostly filled with corpses and arrived in front of a small farmyard.
"This is Shuan Zhu's house. His daughter Ya'er is only two years old. What a sinner!"
Old Man Chen glanced at the scattered ghosts and did not find Shuan Zhu.
Zhou Yi raised his brows, heard the sound of breathing in his ears, and said, "Maybe there are still people alive here?"
After hearing this, Old Man Chen was so excited that he got into the house and came out again.
"Chen Ya'er is alive!"
Zhou Yi pushed the door open and saw two corpses lying on the bed. The man was stabbed in the abdomen and the woman's neck was cut in half.
The two died hugging each other, their blood dyeing the bed black and red, and the sound of breathing came from their bodies.
Zhou Yi opened the corpse and lifted the quilt, revealing a little baby girl wrapped inside.
She looks like two or three years old, pink and tender, and seems to be hungry.
As soon as the quilt wrapped around her body disappeared, the baby girl struggled to turn over, crawled on her mother's body and scratched at random. Her little hands were covered with blood, and she licked randomly to satisfy her hunger.
"Benefactor!"
Old man Chen knelt down and kowtowed again: "Chen Ya'er is the only seedling in the village. She prays to her benefactor for food to feed her and support her family."
"Get up."
Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, having been alone and carefree for nearly thirty years.
I don't want to have more than one person in my family. Firstly, the fruit of immortality cannot be exposed. Secondly, I don't have any experience in raising children. If something goes wrong, my conscience will be uneasy.
However, Zhou Yi could not be cruel no matter what, and watched the little girl starve to death.
"Brother Chen, I have no choice but to bring Chen Ya'er back to Shenjing and help her find a good family."
"Visit often to ensure a life of peace and joy!"
