Mao Shi.
The sky will be dark.
Zhou Yi is still dealing with the memorial, his face remains calm, as if he is a machine without emotions.
Memorials that concern the honor, disgrace, life and death of countless people are only right and wrong in the eyes of Zhou Yi. They will not make him feel sympathy, nor will they arouse his anger.
At this moment.
Imperial Guards Commander hurriedly entered and bowed to report.
"Your Majesty, there are many floods in the city, and it is difficult for the Army and Horses Division to contain the fire. Do you allow Imperial Guards to put out the fire?"
Since the 100th anniversary of the unification of Orthodoxy, Zhou Yi has ordered the cancellation of the kneeling ceremony and formulated relevant laws. Anyone who forces others to kneel down will be whipped.
The officials of the imperial court naturally adapted to not worshiping the emperor, but they were very uncomfortable with the people not worshiping him. They privately incited the people to resume kneeling and worshiping, and even used Martial God Temple as an excuse.
Zhou Yi has chopped off a lot of heads, and no one dares to talk about it anymore.
"Go ahead and remember to post a notice. All losses suffered by the people tonight will be compensated with internal funds."
"Your Majesty is kind!"
The commander bowed and left, gathering Imperial Guards in the palace to put out the fire in the city.
Zhou Yi approved a dozen more memorials, suddenly stood up and said, "I'm tired, let's go to the palace to rest."
The chamberlain on duty was astonished and looked incredulous. His Majesty had not left Hall of Diligent Governance for more than ten years. The younger chamberlain had never even seen His Majesty go to the harem.
Morning court and memorials were all handled in Hall of Diligent Governance. Occasionally, if I wanted to eat or sleep, I would go to the side hall.
The valet Little Lu was the first to react, with a deep and powerful voice, and said loudly, "Longevity Palace!"
Zhou Yi walked out of the palace door, looked back at the chamberlain behind him, and ordered, "Little Lu Just follow me. You can sort out the memorial and I will continue to review it tomorrow."
The servants bowed and agreed, looking at Eunuch Lu with envy in their eyes.
Since Emperor Zhengtong came to the throne, all the eunuchs with pens have been called Little Lu. Today, there have been more than twenty eunuchs, and it has almost become an official title.
Zhou Yi was walking in the palace, taking his time.
"Little Lu, how many years have you been in the palace?"
"Your Majesty, it's been twelve years."
"How many people are there in the family?"
"Thirty-two bites."
"What does your family do for a living?"
"Thanks to His Majesty's blessing, I received the supply of vegetables from the Shangshan Department."
"..."
The two of them talked incessantly and walked southwest from Hall of Diligent Governance. Seeing that the surrounding palace became increasingly quiet, Little Lu reminded him in a low voice.
"Your Majesty, this is not the way to the Longevity Palace."
"I know."
Zhou Yi came to a Nameless palace and said in a deep voice, "I want to meet an old friend. I met him here back then, and we should end up here."
Little Lu suddenly turned pale and was too cowardly to speak.
Zhou Yi Pushed open the palace door, there were luxuriant grass inside, and the courtyard wall was damaged in many places. It was obvious that it had not been repaired for a long time.
Zhou Yi has never chosen a concubine since he ascended the throne, and the harem is empty. This Cold Palace has lost its effectiveness. No one has visited it for hundreds of years, so it is normal for it to be a little dilapidated.
Zhou Yi walked forward and came to the steps that were overgrown with weeds. He waved his true energy and swept them away to clean them up.
He sat down alone and looked up at the sky.
"Little Lu, the sky is not as blue as it was a hundred years ago."
Little Lu replied in a low voice, "Your Majesty, it is said that there are too many workshops burning charcoal, and the black smoke obscures the sky."
Zhou Yi asked, "Is that good or bad?"
"Of course it's a good thing. With those workshops, people can have enough to eat."
Little Lu added, "But in recent years, Shenjing people have had enough to eat, and the sky is getting darker and darker, so they have some objections to the charcoal workshop."
Zhou Yi sighed, "So no matter how diligent I am, it's hard to be perfect."
"Your Majesty, our family is familiar with a subset of classics and history, and may be able to pass the imperial examination when taking the literary examination. However, we have gone through all the dynasties and dynasties, but we have never reached the current level of success."
Little Lu sincerely praised, "You are truly the emperor of all times!"
"In that case..."
Zhou Yi suddenly asked, "Why did you betray me?"
Plop!
Little Lu knelt on the ground, not daring to hide anything and said, "Your Majesty, that monster threatened the nine tribes and forced the slaves to steal the secrets of the palace."
Zhou Yi stared at Little Lu for a long time, dissipating the energy gathered in his eyes. "Go to the Third Division and surrender yourself to the law. Maybe you can save your life."
Little Lu kowtowed. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for sparing your life."
Jie Jie Jie...
There was a burst of strange laughter, followed by billowing black mist, which enveloped the entire Dragon Palace like a dark cloud.
"I haven't seen you for a hundred years, but the murderous Governor Eastern Depot has actually become soft-hearted?"
Little Lu suddenly screamed in pain, his facial features were twisted and deformed, and a black mist appeared on his face. He jumped up from the ground, and his palms turned into claws to kill Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi fired his true energy from both eyes, penetrating Little Lu's chest and head, and sighed, "Old Lu, why bother implicating innocent people in our grudges."
"Our family thought that His Majesty had forgotten his old friend."
The black mist rolled and condensed into a human form, turning into a white-haired old man. It was Old Lu who had not been seen for nearly two hundred years.
"How could you forget?"
Zhou Yi said, "I have only one old friend in this world."
"Me too."
Old Lu stood at the door of the Cold Palace, carefully looking at Zhou Yi who was sitting casually on the steps, as if they had just met each other, but they had changed places.
"We have a doubt, and we need to ask the Governor for advice."
Zhou Yi nodded and said, "Tell me everything you know."
"With the Governor's strength and temperament, why should I miss the throne?"
There was a hint of helplessness in Old Lu's words. "If you don't live like a happy mountain man and express your love for the mountains, rivers and mortal world, our family won't be able to find you, so naturally we won't seek revenge."
"In my eyes, secular imperial power is nothing more than child's play."
Zhou Yi said, "However, the endless court affairs can fill my mind. If I don't practice or understand the world, I can always remain myself."
"Keep to yourself?"
Old Lu looked puzzled, pondered for a moment and nodded, "It seems that after reaching the innate realm, you have changed a lot, not only your cultivation talent, but also your temperament."
Zhou Yi frowned, his family knew his own affairs, and the inner changes were a hundred times more serious than what Old Lu had seen.
Inexplicable claims, ignorance of the so-called vocabulary, unreasonable knowledge, and even obsession with fairness... The original Eastern Depot Governor who only talked about interests is subtly becoming another person.
"So I have to be busy and not think about anything. If I get caught up in mundane tasks, change will become slower and slower."
"That's actually the case."
Old Lu suddenly realized and said regretfully, "Then there is nothing we can do. Since our family knows that you are in the palace, we will definitely come back to seek revenge until death!"
Zhou Yi wondered, "Why is this? Could it be that I, the emperor, did not do a good job?"
"You, the emperor, have done a great job, unprecedented."
Old Lu praised, "In the past hundred years, our family has studied ancient and modern history books and found that history is a cycle of reincarnation. Every few hundred years, there will be wise kings and weak kings, and we will experience prosperous and troubled times."
"Little Yi Eternal youth is a wise and selfless king, and he may be able to end the catastrophe that only happens once in hundreds of years!"
"What a pity..."
Old Lu sighed, mist rolled over his body, and hundreds of heads emerged from his body. They looked different from old to young, monks and laymen, and they were all painful and hideous.
"In order to survive, our family promised God that we would kill you!"