Twenty-one years of orthodoxy.
spring.
The east gate of Shenjing City.
There are huge crowds of people, noisy and lively.
After the court's deliberate propaganda and guidance, the people have forgotten Yu Qingtian, and their eyes have focused on the famous frontier general "Zhou Hong".
He was appointed as a guerrilla at the age of fourteen. That year was the Renyin Incident, which caused great defeat in northern Xinjiang and turmoil in the country.
"Zhou Hong" led 3,000 soldiers and horses to attack Dayong's soldiers at night and set fire to the camp. He became famous in one battle.
Because of the attack, he was promoted to the rank of staff general, stationed in the deserted city, and resisted several attacks by Dayong's army.
After the peace talks between the two countries, he was promoted to commander-in-chief and took charge of the military affairs of a state in northern Xinjiang.
After more than forty years in two dynasties, he was promoted to lead the army and fought against Dayong all the year round. He won more than he lost and was the mainstay of the country.
People like heroes, let alone generals who protect the country's stability. They gathered at the east gate early in the morning, waiting for "Zhou Hong" to lead his troops to Beijing to be inspected by the orthodox emperor.
It's approaching noon.
The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, and "Zhou Hong" was seen leading the way.
Four rows of cavalry followed, all in black armor, like black clouds rumbling in, making the noisy people suddenly silent.
Whether intentionally or not, the Xuanjia soldiers all glanced at the soldiers from the Beijing camp who were maintaining order.
The fierce killing aura made the soldiers in the Beijing camp shiver, and some timid legs slumped to the ground.
Hahaha!
After the people were frightened, they saw that the usually arrogant and domineering Jingying was deflated, and they immediately let out a roar of laughter.
When "Zhou Hong" got closer, the people saw his appearance clearly. He was a veteran with white beard and hair.
He has broad shoulders and a broad body, with a strong back and strong waist, and the armor on his body is covered with sword marks.
This appearance makes the people feel more at ease. Most of the popular sayings among the people are that the older you get, the stronger you become, the older you are in the family, the more spicier you are, and the older you are with ginger.
There were also different opinions among the crowd, a white-haired old man sighed.
"Looking like this, after all, he is not as good as Zhen Guo Gong. When I was a teenager, I was also here at the east gate to see Zhen Guo Gong's class teacher return to court. He looked so handsome!"
"Zhen Guo Gong? Which Zheng Guo Gong is powerful or not?"
"The stories mentioned in the play are all made-up stories. How can anyone go on an expedition at a young age?"
"You don't understand this. Have you ever heard of rhetorical techniques?"
A few young people who thought they knew a lot were arguing about which one was more powerful, the Zhen Guogong or the rhetorical "Zhou Hong".
The old man opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain.
I still remember the time when I was a military official in the country. The old man was still in his youth. He remembered that majestic and handsome appearance deeply in his heart. He can't forget it to this day. That's why he joined the army to protect the country.
Decades have passed in a daze, and not many people still remember the great heroes and heroes in the eyes of the people.
Street restaurant.
Two old men sat near the window.
A few plates of vegetarian dishes, a bottle of sake, and watching the grand scene on the street.
Yuan Shun picked up a piece of tender tofu and said with a smile: "My lord, we thought that a person like you, who is dedicated to seeking immortality and asking questions, would not care about this mundane world."
Zhou Yi shook his head and said: "Just do it casually. I don't care whether it succeeds or not. If you really let me take care of it, I will probably be a dog emperor."
Yuan Shun's eyes showed envy. Only the truly powerful could ignore wealth and power, just because they were easily available.
"My lord, Jin Yiwei has finally found out what Yan Shangshu is. As you expected, he is actually Yu Su's man."
"It's not hard to guess."
Zhou Yi drank a glass of wine: "Yu Su can rise and fall three times to defeat the Zhang family, how can he not have a few hardcore members? He voluntarily fell into the imperial prison before, but he was favored by two dynasties and did not want to fall out with the emperor!"
Yuan Shun clicked his tongue and praised: "Master Yan is really extraordinary. I have never had any interaction with him, and Yu Su was not summoned in prison. He can actually guess the northern border and follow the trend."
"Fengyang Kingdom has produced outstanding people for several generations, but it has ended up like this. It's really sad!"
Zhou Yi sighed: "Before he ascended the throne, the emperor read several rooms of history books and learned a lot of principles of governing the country, but no one could understand the reincarnation of the dynasty."
"Lord, when will..."
Yuan Shun's eyes were blazing and he pointed to the sky.
"This world is not simple. Accumulate food and become king slowly!"
…
A few months later.
Imprisonment.
Zhou Yi carried the food box as usual and got into the ground.
At the end of the corridor, Ji Sheng, who was supposed to be sitting cross-legged in the iron cage, disappeared.
Zhou Yi was suddenly startled. The Mountain and River Cauldron appeared on his sleeves, ready to blast out at any time.
It was only when he got closer that he could see clearly that there was a thin and withered skeleton wrapped in the tattered Taoist robe, with muscles clinging to the bones, as if the corpse had been dried out of all the moisture.
"Finally dead?"
Zhou Yi carefully identified the dry bones and teeth. They were sparse and jagged, and the finger bones were as black as ink. It was indeed Ji Sheng's appearance.
He took out the Household Talisman from his arms and found nothing unusual after using it. He also took out the Soul Fixing Mirror and used his magic power to sweep through every corner of the dungeon to make sure that no ghosts remained.
Zhou Yi sat on the steps, took out the wine bottle from the food box, and sprinkled it in front of the iron cage.
This is a miserable man who embarked on the immortal path at a young age, but ended up falling into the Dog Emperor's scheme and imprisoned for the rest of his life!
Respect yourself and others.
Zhou Yi could think of what the consequences would be if his immortality fruit were exposed, and it might directly trigger a war in the world of immortality.
Check yourself three times a day, be careful, be careful!
…
Later in the night.
It was when the jailer was most tired that the shadow escaped into the imperial prison.
Zhou Yi broke the iron lock of the cell, took out a death row prisoner from the prison, and went to the entrance of the second underground floor.
Wisps of strange fragrance drifted away, and the royal guards on duty at the entrance of the cave fell into a sound sleep.
He went underground by familiar means and slapped the death row prisoner twice outside the iron cage. When he woke up faintly, he saw a human-shaped black shadow that looked like a ghost, and he was so frightened that he shouted loudly.
"Listen to what I say, and it will benefit you, otherwise, you will die!"
The prisoner on death row turned from surprise to joy and said: "Sir, just tell me, I will definitely do it."
Zhou Yi pointed to the iron cage: "Go and look inside to see if he left any relics."
The death row prisoner gestured at the gap in the iron cage and was about to say he couldn't get in, when he saw a palm-sized bronze tripod rapidly growing in size between two fine steel pillars.
Creak! Creak...
The stainless steel pillars bent to both sides, opening a gap as wide as a person's head.
The prisoner on death row was so shocked that he didn't dare to disobey anything. He quickly got in and looked for Ji Sheng's body.
Ji Sheng was originally five or six feet tall, but his withered bones seemed to have shrunk, leaving only three or four feet tall. The prisoner on death row was not afraid. He groped the bones inside and out and found something strange.
"Sir, there is something wrong with this rib!"
The death row prisoner pulled out the ribs and found that his body was purple-red and crystal clear like jade.
Zhou Yi noticed the change in the expression of the death row prisoner and said coldly: "But what's the message in it?"
"Sir, I heard someone talking."
The prisoner on death row sensed the fierce killing intent and did not dare to hesitate: "He said that he was a disciple of the Danding Sect and practiced under the master Xuanyue of Xiaodan Mountain. He could take this bone jade to Xiaodan Mountain to report the crimes of Emperor Chongming of the Ming Dynasty. .”
"With such achievements, those with spiritual roots can worship the Danding Sect, while those without spiritual roots can found the emperor in the secular world."
The eyes of the death row prisoner flickered, and he couldn't help but clench his jade bones tightly as he spoke. He didn't believe in the illusory immortality at first, but in front of him, the human-shaped black shadow and the copper tripod magic weapon made people believe it.
Zhou Yi asked: "Where is Xiaodan Mountain?"
The prisoner on death row replied: "In the middle of Yunshan Mountain in Xuzhou, if you walk seven hundred miles into the mountain from the east, you will see the place surrounded by eight peaks, which is where Xiaodan Mountain is located."
"..."
Zhou Yi was silent for a moment and said sadly: "You guys, don't even think about lying. I can let others try it."
The death row prisoner quickly promised: "Young ones don't dare!"
"Very good! I will send you back to the west to be reincarnated as soon as possible, so as not to continue to suffer in prison."
Zhou Yi didn't care about the stunned look of the death row prisoner and slapped him to death with his hand.
