The dusk mist is heavy.

On the southeast side of Chenjiagou, a huge grave stands.

The ghost in the village saw the corpse falling into the soil, and the resentment dissipated and turned into blue smoke, leaving only the wronged soul of Old Man Chen.

Zhou Yi found bluestone, and his magic power cut into a long stone tablet, and wrote it on it with a reference instead of a pen.

"Chenjiagou, the tomb of 327 people, May 27, 18th year of Hongchang!"

It refers to the fine steel, which can be divided into three points.

Old man Chen thanked him: "The Chen clan members cannot repay such great kindness. They will pray for their kindness in the underworld. If there is a cow or horse in the next life, they will definitely repay them!"

"What are you going to do?"

Zhou Yi held the cradle and protected Chen Ya'er's body with magic power.

Many ghosts will disappear shortly after, leaving behind a rich and profound yin energy. Young children or elderly people may suffer from yin evil entering the body when passing through this place.

"I'm here, I have to worry about my kindness."

Old Man Chen said, "Please help my benefactor and break up the old man's soul."

Zhou Yi said in confusion: "Why is this?"

Old Man Chen said: "Originally, the remnant soul disappeared in a few days, but I didn't realize that it was a little solidified in this cold and cold place."

"Isn't this a good thing?"

If there is no immortal fruit in Zhouyi, one day when the life span is about to end, I will definitely try my best to prolong my life.

None of the Dharma, the magic, the evil sutra, etc. will be rejected.

Such as the soul taking over the body and prolonging life, or the ghosts turn into ghost cultivators after death, or simply burying themselves in the extreme yin place and turning into zombies with a long life span.

Affected by the information explosion in previous lives, it doesn’t matter if a person maintains his own thinking and becomes a demon.

"I was eroded by this yin energy and had many desires in my heart, such as sucking yang energy, swallowing blood, etc.."

Old Man Chen explained: "This is just the beginning, and I have already been ready to move. In some time, I will definitely turn into a fierce ghost and cause harm to the other side. I will take advantage of the reason and ask my kindness to kill the evil thoughts!"

"Brother Chen is really a strange person!"

Zhou Yi exclaimed: "It is a hundred times stronger than those dog emperors who know they will die but still harm the world for a long life."

"Haha, my benefactor is a miserable scholar. I am a down-and-out scholar who can't even pass the exam."

Old Man Chen smiled and said, "If you become the emperor and enjoy all your wealth and glory, you may not be afraid of death."

"Brother Chen is away!"

Zhou Yi bowed his hand and said that although Old Man Chen was not an emperor, the emperor had no chance to turn into a wronged soul. Judging from the distance between the two and prolonging life, the former was closer.

Everything is between giving up and gain.

Many people in the world are greedy for gains, but few can give up, so the Zhouyi is the same.

Old man Chen said freely: "I wish my benefactor a long life and I will repay you in the next life!"

“…”

Zhou Yi didn't know what to say for a moment, and waved his magic power into a sword light, killing the wronged soul into pieces.

Looking down at the cradle, Chen Ya'er stared at the tombstone in a daze, as if she was remembered in her heart.

"Brother Chen repeatedly reminds you not to have the idea of ​​revenge. However, the bloody hatred of parents and relatives is so deep, and such cause and effect cannot be hidden or let go!"

Zhou Yi saw that the little girl had rosy lips and couldn't help teasing her for a few times.

Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi

Chen Ya'er let out a crisp laugh, adding a hint of warmth, fog and cold wind.

...

Boom boom boom boom!

The horse's hooves sounded like thunder.

More than a dozen black-clad cavalry whizzed past the official road.

The cavalry carried the small yellow flag of the Ming Dynasty, and the officials and businessmen quickly retreated aside, delaying the issuance of the world.

Zhou Yi held the cradle in one hand and tied the reins in the other hand, and the red horse under his crotch was obedient and avoided.

"Emperor Hongchang actually collapsed!"

Zhou Yi was in a hurry to take Chen Ya'er back to Shenjing to find her wet nurse. After leaving Chenjiagou, he rushed along the official road day and night, and had encountered four batches of sentencing cavalrymen.

The cavalry took the imperial notice and rushed to all prefectures and counties in Fengyang State to post the news that the new king succeeded to the throne.

"I will leave my merits and demerits to future generations to comment on you!"

Since Emperor Chongming was the precedent, Zhou Yi did not have much disgust towards Emperor Hongchang, killing the meritorious officials was not a stain on the emperor at all.

Throughout history, the game between imperial power and ministerial power has occurred in every dynasty.

Emperor Chongming must have made a fortune in historical books by collecting lost land and improving mountains and rivers, reducing labor and reducing taxes.

"It's a pity that I chose to decline the state and ensure the stability of the imperial power. I think Emperor Chongming saw the defeat of the northern border before his death. As expected, people could not learn from history. Because the general situation was at the forefront, the choices made were selfish!"

Early June.

Zhou Yi saw the walls of Shenjing from afar, which were still majestic and stable.

The gate of the west city.

The bustling and bustling line two or three miles long.

Hundreds of imperial guards wearing strong and sharp-stricken troops were on duty, carefully checking the chariots, horses and pedestrians entering and leaving the city, and carefully turning over boxes over three feet.

"There is no way to guide you? Arrest and keep it closed first!"

"Have you reported this knife in the yamen? No, arrest it!"

"Bows and arrows? The court issued a law to temporarily ban hunting and confiscated..."

The imperial guards investigated carefully and were ruthlessly. A domineering instructor who claimed to be the son of the magistrate of the Beijing yamen was beaten and kicked on the spot, dragged it to the back and put on a heavy shackle.

The walls were neatly arranged for dozens of people, weighing 100 pounds and wearing shackles around their necks, and the people were abandoned within a few days.

The commander shouted: "Crashing the Imperial Army and other rebellions, take this general's famous post to the Beijing Office and call Judge Li Tong for a question!"

This approach scared many merchants and officials. After all, the real profitable business was clearly written on the law. On the contrary, most ordinary people showed respect and thought that this general was a good official.

There is nothing else, only justice!

An obese businessman stepped forward and stuffed a few silver notes: "General, our Wantong Money House is a two hundred-year-old brand in Shenjing. Can it be convenient?"

"Wantong Money House, I know it."

The commander put the silver notes into the cuff and ordered the soldiers under his command: "First check his goods, whether there are any contraband items, otherwise how could he bribe the general?"

The merchant screamed in fear. Before he could stop him, the imperial guards found several pieces of armor from the car.

"Privately crafted armor, Wantong Money House will rebel!"

Seeing this, other merchants either left with carriages or sent people to find a backer in the capital.

Zhou Yi waited in line for a long time and lit the prison guard sign at the imperial guards.

The commander of the Imperial Guard actually recognized Zhou Yi and joked: "I heard about Mr. Zhou's name for a long time, and I finally got to see the real person today."

"Jianghu nicknames are just nicknames, no one can compare to generals."

Zhou Yi was not surprised by this. The top masters in Shenjing City had no more than fifty goals.

Only fifty out of three or four million people were selected, and there was no one in tens of thousands. How could it be that there was no one in tens of thousands of people who were interested in them?

The commander asked, "I heard that Mr. lived alone, who is this child?"

Zhou Yi explained: "The daughter of a distant relative's family was shouting before she could even name her name. She couldn't afford to raise her family, so she gave her to me, and at least she could not hold her hungry."

"So that's it, Mr. Zhou is here."

The commander did not ask any more and ordered the imperial guards to give way to the road. After Zhou Yi left, he sent someone to inform Shangfeng.

Only a few days after His Majesty ascended the throne, there were suddenly many rumors in Shenjing.

What is the second prince’s throne wrong? The original edict was that the sixth prince ascended the throne...

What four ministers of life were killed, two died on the spot...

What was the second prince who was cruel and ruthless, killed the Queen Sun and the Sixth Prince with his own hands in front of the remains of the late emperor...

Such rumors are vivid and vivid, so that the undercurrents of Shenjing are surging, and many people have different thoughts.

The imperial guards thoroughly investigated the city gates and carriages, horses and pedestrians, and it was just the beginning of a storm!
Chapter completed!