Twenty-one years of orthodoxy.
spring.
Shenjing city east gate.
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. It was the Renyin Coup when the Northern Xinjiang was defeated and the country was in turmoil.
"Zhou Hong" led three thousand soldiers and horses, attacked Dayong soldiers at night, burned the company camp, and became famous in one battle.
He was promoted to the rank of staff general because of the attack, and was stationed at Barren City, resisting 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 men to Beijing to be inspected by Emperor Zhengtong.
It's approaching noon.
The sound of horse hooves sounded like thunder, and I saw "Zhou Hong" leading the way in the distance.
Four rows of cavalry followed, all in black armor, as if black clouds were rumbling in, silencing the noisy people for an instant.
Whether intentionally or not, the Black Armor Army soldiers all glanced at the Capital Garrison soldiers who were maintaining order.
The fierce killing aura made the Capital Garrison soldiers shiver, and some timid legs slumped to the ground.
Hahaha!
After the people were frightened, they saw that Capital Garrison, who was usually arrogant and domineering, was deflated, and they immediately burst into laughter like a mountain and a tsunami.
As "Zhou Hong" got closer, the people could see 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 the ginger is, the more spicier it is.
There were also different opinions among the crowd, a white-haired old man sighed.
"This kind of appearance is not as good as Duke Who Pacifies the Nation. When I was a teenager, I was also here at the east gate to see Duke Who Pacifies the Nation's class teacher return to the court. He looked so handsome!"
"Duke Who Pacifies the Nation? Which Duke Who Pacifies the Nation, is it 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 it very well were discussing which one was more powerful, Duke Who Pacifies the Nation or "Zhou Hong".
The old man opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain.
I still remember that year when Duke Who Pacifies the Nation was the class teacher. 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 for a person like you, who is dedicated to seeking immortality and asking questions, you 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 can ignore wealth and power, just because they are at their fingertips.
"My Lord, Brocade Guard has finally found out Minister Yan. As you expected, he is really Yu Su."
"It's not hard to guess."
Zhou Yi drank a glass of wine. "Yu Su can rise and fall three times, and defeat Zhang Family, how can he not have a few hardcore people? He voluntarily fell into 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 admired. "Master Yan is really extraordinary. I have never had any interaction with him. Yu Su was not even summoned in prison. He was able to guess Northern Xinjiang and follow the trend."
"Fengyang Kingdom has produced several generations of outstanding people, but it 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 widely and become king slowly!"
A few months later.
Imperial Prison.
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 unexpectedly.
Zhou Yi was suddenly startled, Rivers and Mountains Cauldron appeared on the cuffs, ready to blast out at any time.
It was only when he got closer that he could see clearly that there was a thin withered skeleton wrapped in a tattered 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 like jagged teeth, and the finger bones were as black as ink. It was indeed Ji Sheng.
He took out House-Protecting Talisman from his arms and found nothing unusual after using it. Then he took out Soul Stabilizing Mirror and used Mana 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 poured it in front of the iron cage.
This is a miserable man who set foot on Path of Immortality 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 can think of his own Longevity Dao Fruit. Once exposed, what will be the consequences? It may directly trigger a Cultivation World war.
Check yourself three times a day, be careful, be careful!
Later in the night.
It was when the jailer was most tired that the black shadow escaped into Imperial Prison.
Zhou Yi broke the iron lock of the cell, took a death row prisoner out of the prison, and went to the entrance of the second underground floor.
Wisps of strange fragrance drifted away, and Brocade Guard, who was on duty at the entrance of the cave, fell asleep soundly.
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 that he couldn't get in, when he saw a palm-sized bronze tripod, which quickly grew 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 death row inmate was so shocked that Celestial Person did not dare to disobey him in any way. He quickly got in and searched 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."
Sensing the murderous intent, the death row prisoner 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 his crimes to Emperor Chongming of the Ming Dynasty."
"With this achievement, those with spiritual roots can worship Dan Ding Sect, and those without spiritual roots can establish 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 ethereal Path of Immortality at first, but in front of him, the human-shaped black shadow and the copper tripod Dharma Treasure made people believe it.
Zhou Yi asked, "Where is Little Dan Mountain?"
The death row prisoner 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 Little Dan Mountain is."
"..."
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 and be reincarnated as soon as possible, so as not to continue to suffer in Imperial Prison."
Zhou Yi didn't care about the stunned look of the death row prisoner and slapped him to death with his hand.
I recommend this book "Abnormal Collector", it's very well written.