Zhou Yi had destiny. When this idea popped into Yang Xiu's mind, Yang Xiu himself was shocked.
Destiny, what is destiny?
That is the destiny of the Emperor!
What is the emperor? That is the emperor who is more than ten thousand people!
If someone dares to say that he has destiny in front of the public.
In a few days, not only the person who said he had a destiny, but also his relatives, friends and even a dog at home would be arrested and beheaded by the government.
Yang Xiu didn't dare to think any more. After quickly finishing the porridge in his hand, Yang Xiu found some hay and spread it on the ground before falling asleep.
Early the next morning, Zhou Yi woke up early from his bed.
He didn't know if it was because of the strong effect of Yunnan Baiyao produced by the system. When he woke up, Zhou Yi felt that his butt didn't hurt as much as yesterday.
However, it is still very difficult for Zhou Yi to get up by himself.
The sound Zhou Yi made when he tried to get up also woke up Yang Xiu, who was sleeping on the ground covered with straw.
Yang Xiu immediately stood up and asked, "Master, why don't you lie down on the bed and get up."
"After lying down all night, my body is a little stiff."
"You happen to be awake too, please change the medicine for me again!" Zhou Yi said calmly.
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiu quickly and carefully took off Zhou Yi's pants and began to change his dressing.
Yesterday, Zhou Yi's butt was in terrible shape, but today it started to look better.
The originally purple scars turned into red and swollen, and scabs began to form on the black flesh.
"Magic medicine, oh miracle medicine, the Yunnan Baiyao that the young master brought out is really a miracle medicine!" Yang Xiu thought to himself.
Yang Xiu carefully applied the medicinal powder to Zhou Yi's wound again.
After being able to put on the young master's trousers, Yang Xiu finally asked the question in his mind.
"Master, since you suffered the fifty-fifty death, I have packed everything on you, as well as our things when we moved. But I have never seen this bottle of Yunnan Baiyao, and the couple you gave me last night. Refined grains and pickled mustard from the grandfather and grandson."
"Yesterday, young master, you asked me to give the bag of fine grain to the grandfather and grandson. Before I entered the house, I even renovated the oxcart to make sure there was nothing in our oxcart!"
Zhou Yi also knew that the things he created out of thin air would definitely be suspected by others. Fortunately, the person in front of him was a servant who had been loyal to "him" for more than ten years. If there were other people with evil intentions, Zhou Yi might be kidnapped and tortured torture.
But even if Yang Xiu was loyal to him, Zhou Yi still couldn't reveal that he had obtained the system.
What's more, even if he explains the system, Yang Xiu may not understand it.
So Zhou Yi made a mute gesture to signal Yang Xiu not to speak.
When Yang Xiu heard this, he immediately covered his mouth obediently and prepared to listen to the young master's explanation with bated breath.
However, Zhou Yi did not speak, he just raised his index finger slightly and pointed to the sky.
When Yang Xiu saw his young master pointing his finger at the sky, he was even more shocked and speechless.
"Yes, it must be like this! Master, he must be destined by destiny and have thousands of gods and Buddhas to help him!"
"Whether it's the Yunnan Baiyao in my hand, yesterday's rice, or the Fuling pickled mustard, these must be immortal products. Otherwise, the bowl of porridge last night wouldn't be so sweet and delicious, and neither would the pickled mustard. It’s going to be so delicious.”
Zhou Yi saw that Yang Xiu had finished the brainstorming, and asked in a mysterious manner: "Now do you know where those things come from?"
Yang Xiu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Seeing that his silent deception was successful, Zhou Yi struck while the iron was hot and said: "Yang Xiu, you are my confidant. I will be indispensable for my future glory and wealth. God knows this." I know that you know and I know, and no third person can know it, do you understand?"
When Yang Xiu heard Zhou Yi's words, they were no different from the king's promise to his subordinates to become generals and marquises.
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiu immediately knelt down excitedly and kowtowed several times, and promised: "Master, I promise that God knows about this, you know about it, and I know about it, and no third person will ever know about it!"
Zhou Yi was very satisfied with Yang Xiu's performance, but Zhou Yi couldn't stand Yang Xiu's habit of kneeling and kowtowing.
But Zhou Yi didn't know that the reason why Yang Xiu knelt down and worshiped Zhou Yi so excitedly was because in Yang Xiu's heart, Zhou Yi had been given a title destined by destiny.
What Yang Xiu was kneeling on just now was his bright future, and what he was kneeling on was his future glory and wealth.
In the morning, Yang Xiu witnessed another miracle. He once again dug out a bag of white rice from the empty cowgrass stalks.
Yang Xiu used the immortal rice given by God to make breakfast for his young master Zhou Yi.
But this time it’s not rice porridge, but real Fuling pickled mustard fried rice.
Old man Ding, who was staying with Zhou Yi and the others, noticed this meal and scolded them in his heart for being a prodigal and unable to live.
After breakfast, Zhou Yi asked Yang Xiu to leave the bag of rice in the morning to Old Man Ding and his grandson.
After Old Man Ding got another big bag of rice, he was so happy that the wrinkles on his face turned into a wrinkled chrysanthemum.
Old man Ding did not expect that he would receive such a generous reward just for staying with Zhou Yi and his master and servant for one night.
If other villagers found out, they would be furious.
After leaving Old Man Ding's village, Zhou Yi continued to lie on the bullock cart and headed towards Pingliang County where he was going to take office.
Zhou Yi learned from Old Man Ding that judging from the current speed of the two of them, it would take at least half a month to reach Pingliang County.
Moreover, Zhou Yi also received extremely bad news from Old Man Ding.
That is, as early as half a year ago, Pingliang County had suffered a military disaster.
During his trip to Pingliang County, Zhou Yi also asked Yang Xiu to find a way to exchange some of the rice provided by the system into money.
And Yang Xiu lived up to expectations and successfully exchanged the white rice for more than ten taels of silver.
On the way to Pingliang County, Zhou Yi looked at the people along the way who were all skinny, skinny and naked.
Almost all the people had no light in their eyes, and they looked like walking zombies.
Zhou Yi also knew that these people had lost their human form due to the hardships of life and military disasters.
Looking at this scene of ruined mountains and rivers, Zhou Yi couldn't help but sigh:
The peaks and mountains are like clusters, the waves are like angry waves, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road inside and outside. Looking at the Western Capital, I hesitated. It is sad that wherever the Qin and Han Dynasties traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces were turned into dirt. When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer.
Yang Xiu on the side couldn't help but be moved and burst into tears when he heard the lyrics and music recited by his young master that cared about the country and the people.
When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer. As a person from a poor background, Yang Xiu could not understand the difficulties involved.
If the old man of the Zhou family hadn't given him a bite of food when Yang Xiu was in the most difficult time, I'm afraid Yang Xiu would be where he is now. They may end up in the soil and become food for wild dogs on the roadside.
