The moon is at the zenith.
The gates of Shenjing are closed.
The sound of horse hooves came from far and near, throwing up smoke and dust, waking up the sleepy soldiers.
"Who is coming? Stop! Stop...shoot the arrow!"
The city gate official shouted a few times and ordered the archers to attack. Countless feather arrows were fired at the intruders.
Swish, brush, brush!
The horse instantly turned into a hedgehog, rushed forward a few feet and fell to the ground. The figure on the horse jumped up and flew five or six feet into the air.
When the city gate official saw this, his face relaxed. The Shenjing City was nine feet tall.
Just as he was about to give the order to continue shooting, he vaguely saw a black shadow in the sky, and someone stepped on it to gain strength again.
It soared more than ten feet into the air and landed on the city wall with a loud bang, causing rubble to fly.
"Don't, don't, don't come here..."
The city gate official turned pale with fright and couldn't help but retreat. The famous marrow washing expert was not so frightened.
The figure was none other than Zhou Yi. He glanced at the city gate official and flew towards Yongchangfang.
months ago.
The Jin Yiwei reported a strange tomb. Anyone who approached it would break the wall and walk away after a few turns. It was taboo for the people in the village.
After consulting the local county annals, we learned that the owner of the tomb was a Taoist priest who lived alone and lived for a full 140 years. Since the owner of the tomb was most likely a monk, Zhou Yi left the capital to investigate, and Hua Yinzi hired hundreds of people to directly level the hill.
Zhou Yi watched from a distance and did not dare to get close.
It was not until the tombs were emptied of the funerary objects and each one was identified using magic power that they found something.
On the way back.
Zhou Yi slowly comprehended the scriptures and found that the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River was completely different from that in the northern Xinjiang.
Until three days ago, Zhou Yi listened to a few people in the world chatting. The Thief Saint who was famous decades ago was seriously ill and was about to die. Some were lamenting the death of the older generation, or envious that the Thief Saint died in a long life.
Confirming again and again that the Thief Saint was Lao Bai, Zhou Yi immediately rushed back to Shenjing.
With the blessing of lightness kung fu, the speed was faster than that of a galloping horse. Until the magic power was exhausted, another four or five horses were killed. After running for three thousand miles day and night, he finally returned to Shenjing.
Yongchangfang.
White House.
Zhou Yi felt a little relieved when he saw that there were no white lanterns hanging at the door and no incense ashes on the ground.
"Fortunately it's not too late!"
Lao Bai can be said to be his only friend. If he couldn't give him a ride before his death, he would be regretful every time he thinks about it in his long life.
He jumped into the courtyard and arrived at Lao Bai's residence in the back house. It was already midnight and the lights were still on.
There were voices in the room, men and women, seeming to be arguing about something.
Zhou Yi pushed the door open and saw Lao Bai's children talking around the bed.
Someone heard the door open and turned around to see an old man in blue robe.
Zhou Yi looked past several people and looked at the old man lying on the bed: "Old Bai, are you not dead yet?"
When Lao Bai heard the sound, he slowly opened his cloudy eyes and twisted his neck with difficulty.
"Ahem! I can't bear to die if I can't wait for you."
His breath was dying, and he was obviously dying.
When the men and women in the room heard this, they looked at each other and took a few steps back. They knew that their father had traveled around the world and had a good reputation, so someone from the world should be visiting him.
Zhou Yi stood in front of the bed and looked at the wrinkles on Lao Bai's face, which was no longer as handsome as before.
"Lao Bai, I finally beat you. I can still go to Chunfeng Tower now."
Not to be outdone, Lao Bai said: "We have been handsome all our lives, but I will never realize how many years you look like."
The two looked at each other and suddenly laughed.
Lao Bai was weak and weak. He twitched a few times while laughing and almost couldn't breathe.
The eldest son standing next to him said with concern: "Father, the imperial doctor has warned you not to be moved by sadness or happiness!"
"You guys go out and I'll talk to my old friend."
Lao Bai waved his son and daughter out, and sighed: "I made you laugh, these guys are not up to par."
The few people who were making a noise in the house just now were separating their families.
In front of Lao Bai, Princess Rongchang's two sons despised the other brothers and sisters, saying that they should go back to the Jianghu and so on.
"what is this?"
Zhou Yi shrugged: "At least there was no fighting between life and death. Last year, the Supreme Emperor passed away. It was said that the death of the nine maidens of the Night Emperor was caused by Yang collapse. I didn't even bother to find a decent reason."
Lao Bai asked: "What is the exact reason?"
The Supreme Emperor Jinglong died in Shangyang Palace at the beginning of the second year of Zhengtong, and his posthumous name was Si.
"The Supreme Emperor was unwilling to be trapped in Shangyang Palace. He somehow contacted Chen Hou and actually poisoned the imperial kitchen in an attempt to poison the Queen Mother and His Majesty in order to regain the throne."
Zhou Yi said: "Unfortunately, God failed to fulfill his wish, and only a few of the secret servants were poisoned to death. After that, His Majesty entered Shangyang Palace with a sword, and the Supreme Emperor collapsed!"
Emperor Jinglong failed in his palace coup again and died at the hands of his son. Strictly speaking, it had something to do with the Book of Changes.
After the orthodox draft for the first year, Chen Qing successfully entered the palace and became a concubine. She was quite favored by His Majesty, and the Chen family's reputation was unprecedented. However, the harem belongs to the Empress Dowager Zhang, and even the orthodox emperor cannot have freedom, let alone the mere concubines.
Chen Qing acted arrogantly and domineeringly, repeatedly violated palace rules, and was punished by Empress Dowager Zhang many times.
Jealousy, stupidity, hatred...
Chen Qing's temper could not be tolerated, but the orthodox emperor was incompetent, so he colluded with the Supreme Emperor of Shangyang Palace and became an adulterer.
The Supreme Emperor informed Chen Hou of the matter. With such a royal scandal, Chen Hou had no choice but to board a pirate ship. As a result, he was suspected of treason, stripped of his title, ransacked his home and was exiled.
Yuan Shun took advantage of this opportunity and was promoted to Tongzhi of Jinyiwei.
Most of the chess pieces arranged by Zhou Yi in the past two years were successfully promoted due to Yuan Shun's power.
The chess piece received the dual help of skills and backers, Yuan Shun gained a group of elite support, and Zhou Yi learned a lot of secrets related to the immortal way.
The three parties help each other and share common interests, and the originally loose relationship becomes stronger!
When Lao Bai heard the secret about his father poisoning his son and his son killing his father, he looked strange and said: "So, my children are just naughty."
With decades of experience in the arena, Lao Bai vaguely felt that this matter was related to Zhou Yi, but there were already secrets between friends, so there was no need to delve too deeply into it.
Zhou Yi nodded slightly: "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Let them do whatever they want. You'd better take good care of yourself. Maybe you can live a few more years."
"Since the three of them left one after another, I have been as good as dead. I just hope to go to the underworld as soon as possible and continue to be a couple in the underworld with them."
Lao Bai murmured: "Lao Zhou, I can insist on delaying until now, just waiting, hoping to ask for one thing!"
Zhou Yi recalled for a moment: "You and I have known each other for forty years, and this seems to be the first time we have said this."
"If I ask you to do something and I owe you a favor, can I still be friends?"
Lao Bai rested for a moment and continued: "Now I don't have a few days left to live. The fate of my friends has been cut off since then. I beg you to do something so that I can lose face."
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
Zhou Yi vaguely guessed that it was probably entrusted to protect future generations. Lao Bai was not the first, and he would not be the last.
After all, if you live a long time, you can always send away one acquaintance after another!
"These are my children. The eldest son seems to be loyal, but is actually mean, but he thinks he is a good actor. The second son is a domineering dandy, and you must look down on him, Lao Zhou. The third son, Xiao, has a ruthless mother, but does not know how to hide, so she must Cause trouble."
"Only the youngest has a smart and changeable temperament, and may achieve something in the future."
"Now that my foreign relatives are in power, the country is unstable and there will be great chaos in the future."
Lao Bai prayed: "My father-in-law is from the Queen Mother's party, and it may affect the Bai Mansion in the future. If something unbearable happens, Lao Zhou will help protect Yao'er's party and leave Shenjing safely."
Zhou Yi asked doubtfully: "Is Lao Bai so sure that the Queen Mother's line will be liquidated in the future?"
Lao Bai nodded and affirmed.
"How can a relative be in power for a long time? Even if His Majesty cannot resist, his son will take revenge in the future. The longer he controls the government, the deeper the resentment of the royal family will become, and the backlash will be to confiscate the family and exterminate the family!"
