The dusk fell heavily.
On the southeast side of Chenjiagou, there is a huge tomb.
When the ghosts in the village saw the corpses buried in the ground, all their resentments dissipated and turned into smoke, leaving only the innocent ghost of Old Man Chen.
Zhouyi found bluestone, cut it into a long stone tablet with magic power, and wrote on it with a pen.
"Chenjiagou, the tomb of three hundred and twenty-seven people, the twenty-seventh day of May in the eighteenth year of Hongchang!"
The finger is like fine steel, three-thirds of it penetrates into the stone.
Old Man Chen thanked him and said, "The Chen clan has no way of repaying such a great kindness. We will pray for our benefactor in the underworld. If there is a future life, we will definitely repay it as an ox or a horse!"
"What are your plans?"
Zhou Yi held the baby in his arms and protected Chen Yaer's whole body with his magic power.
Many ghosts dissipated soon, leaving behind a strong and dense yin energy. Young children or the elderly who pass through this place are likely to suffer from the disease of yin evil entering the body.
"I'm old and I have to worry about my benefactor."
Old Man Chen said: "Please help me, my benefactor, to break up the old man's soul."
Zhou Yi wondered: "Why is this?"
Old Man Chen said: "Originally, the remaining souls dissipated in a few days, but in this cold and cold place, they actually became a little more solid."
"Isn't this a good thing?"
If there is no immortality fruit in the Book of Changes, one day when life is about to expire, he will definitely try every means to extend his life.
Zhengfa, strange magic, evil scriptures, etc. will not be rejected.
For example, the spirit takes possession of the body and extends the life span, or the ghost soul turns into a ghost cultivator after death, or simply buries oneself in a very dark place and turns into a zombie with a long life span.
Affected by the explosion of information in previous lives, people believe that as long as people maintain their own thinking, it doesn't matter if they become monsters.
"The old man was eroded by this Yin Qi, and he had many desires in his heart, such as sucking Yang Qi, swallowing blood, etc."
Old Man Chen explained: "This is just the beginning. The old man is already ready to act. After some time, he will turn into a fierce ghost and cause trouble. Just ask your benefactor to kill the evil thoughts while your sanity is still there!"
"Brother Chen is really a strange person!"
Zhou Yi praised: "He is a hundred times and a thousand times better than those dog emperors who still harm the world and extend their life even though they know they will die."
"Haha, my benefactor is so complimentary. I'm just a down-and-out scholar who can't pass the national examination."
Old Man Chen smiled and said: "If you become an emperor and enjoy all the glory and wealth, you will be greedy for life and afraid of death if you don't guarantee it."
"Good go, Brother Chen!"
The Book of Changes handed him over. Although Old Chen was not the emperor, the emperor had no chance to turn into an innocent soul. Judging from the distance between the two and longevity, the former was closer.
Everything is between giving and gaining.
There are many people in the world who are greedy, but few can give up. The same is true in Zhou Yi.
Old man Chen said calmly: "May my benefactor live forever, and I will repay you in the next life!"
"..."
Zhou Yi didn't know what to say for a moment, so he waved his magic power and turned it into sword light, cutting the wronged soul into pieces.
Looking down at the baby, Chen Yaer stared blankly at the tombstone, as if she remembered it in her heart.
"Brother Chen has repeatedly warned you not to have any thoughts of revenge. However, there is a blood feud between parents and relatives. With such cause and effect, how can we hide it or let it go!"
Zhou Yi saw the little girl's red lips and couldn't help but tease her a few times.
Giggle!
Chen Ya'er let out a crisp laugh, adding a touch of warmth to the new grave, the mist, and the cold wind.
…
Boom boom boom!
The sound of horse hooves is like thunder.
More than ten cavalrymen in black roared past on the official road.
The cavalry carried bright yellow flags on their backs, and officials and businessmen quickly stepped aside. It was disrespectful to delay the announcement of the imperial edict to the world.
Zhou Yi held the baby in one hand and tightened the reins with the other. The bay-red horse obediently moved away from him.
"Emperor Hongchang collapsed!"
Zhou Yi was anxious to take Chen Ya'er back to Shenjing to find a wet nurse. After leaving Chenjiagou, he ran along the official road day and night and encountered four groups of messenger cavalry.
The cavalry carried court notices and rushed to all the prefectures and counties of Fengyang Kingdom to post the news of the new king's succession.
"Thousands of merits and demerits will be left for future generations to comment on!"
Since Emperor Chongming had set a precedent, Zhou Yi did not have much ill feelings toward Emperor Hongchang, and killing heroes was not a stain at all for the emperor.
Throughout history, the game between imperial power and ministerial power has occurred in every dynasty.
Recovering the lost land, reorganizing the mountains and rivers, and doing light corvee and low taxes. Emperor Hongchang will definitely have a mark in the history books.
"It's a pity that I chose to prefer the decline of the dynasty to ensure the stability of the imperial power. I think Emperor Hongchang saw the defeat of Northern Xinjiang before he died. People really can't learn lessons from history. Because the general trend is overwhelming, the choices made are selfish!"
Early June.
Zhou Yi saw the city wall of Shenjing from a distance, still towering and stable.
The entrance to the west city.
It was bustling and crowded, blocking a queue that was two to three miles long.
Hundreds of imprisoned soldiers were on duty, carefully checking the carriages and pedestrians entering and exiting the city, and all boxes over three feet in length were carefully turned over.
"No way around? Arrest him and lock him up first!"
"Has this knife been reported to the Yamen? No, arrest it!"
"Bows and arrows? The imperial court issued a decree temporarily prohibiting hunting and confiscated them..."
The imperial army investigated carefully and showed no mercy. There was a man called Yi Qi who claimed to be the son of Tongpan of Beijing Yamen. He was punched and kicked on the spot, dragged behind and put in heavy shackles.
Dozens of people were lined up neatly at the base of the city wall, with hundreds of kilograms of shackles hanging around their necks. Within a few days, they were all dead.
The commander yelled: "Crashing against the imperial army is tantamount to treason. Take this general's name to the capital office and summon Li Tong for questioning!"
This approach scared many merchants and officials. After all, the truly profitable businesses were clearly written in the law. On the contrary, most of the civilians showed respect and only thought that the general was a good official.
There is no one but You who is just!
A fat businessman stepped forward and stuffed a few banknotes in his hand: "General, our Wantong Bank is a two-hundred-year-old brand in Shenjing, can you do it for us?"
"Wantong Bank, of course you know."
The commander put the banknotes in his sleeves and ordered to his soldiers: "First check his goods to see if there are any contraband. Otherwise, how could he bribe this general?"
The merchant screamed in fright, but before he could stop him, the Imperial Guards seized several pieces of armor from the car.
"Privately making armor, Wantong Bank is going to rebel!"
Seeing this, other merchants either left with their carriages or horses, or sent people to the capital to find a backer.
Zhou Yi waited in line for a long time and showed the prison guard sign to the imperial army.
The commander of the Forbidden Army actually recognized Zhou Yi and joked: "I have heard about Mr. Zhou's name as the Blood Prison Old Demon for a long time, and today I finally meet him in person."
"It's just a nickname, not comparable to a general."
Zhou Yi was not surprised by this. The first-class masters in Shenjing City could not exceed fifty in total.
Only about 50 people were selected out of three to four million people, which can be said to be no one among tens of thousands. Moreover, Zhou Yi was on duty in Tianlao, so he could not escape the attention of those who were interested.
The commander asked: "I heard that Mr. lives alone. Who is this child?"
Zhou Yi explained: "The daughter of a distant relative has not yet been given a name, but she is called "ya'er, yaer, yaer, yaer, yaer, yaer, yaer, yaer, yaer, yaer, yaer, yaer, yaer, yaer, yaer, ya'er, ya'er, ya'er, ya'er." His family can't afford to raise her, so he gives it to me. At least she has a stutter and is starving."
"I see, Mr. Zhou, please come in."
The commander did not ask any more questions and ordered the imperial army to move out of the way. After Zhou Yi left, he sent someone to notify Shangfeng.
His Majesty had only been on the throne for a few days, and suddenly there were many rumors in Shenjing.
Why is the second prince's appointment to the throne unfair? The original edict was for the sixth prince to ascend the throne...
Two of the four ministers who cared about life died on the spot...
Why was the second prince so cruel that he personally killed Princess Sun and the sixth prince in front of the remains of the late emperor...
Rumors like these were so vividly described that there was an undercurrent in Shenjing, and many people had other thoughts.
The Imperial Guards' thorough inspection of the city gates and thorough inspection of the carriages, horses and pedestrians was just the beginning of a storm!
