The people are blind and stupid.

They would cheer for the rebels beheaded, just wanting to see how many feet of blood was sprayed out, thinking about whether they could dip them in steamed buns.

The people are wise again.

Thousands of people looked at the palace in unison, and their grand wishes of silence and silent have been pushing history forward.

Only then did Zhou Yi understand what it means to be a thousand men to die without illness.

Wipe his mouth and raised his head and shouted.

"Boss, check out."

"Brother Yi, I'm exempting the meal today."

The boss lady came to her senses from the bell and pinched her face hard so that she would not laugh out loud.

"good."

Zhou Yi did not throw silver pretentiously, and martial arts bodybuilding is a bottomless pit.

The martial arts school charges tuition fees, and ten taels of silver are not expensive. After teaching the exercises, you will tell you that you need to nourish the body, otherwise you will be useless and die of training.

The decoction formula is a secret of the martial arts hall, and only the owner knows that it will sell you the potion.

"This trick looks like a free online game no matter how you look at it. Don't try to become stronger if you don't keep recharging money!"

Zhou Yi was amazed that the merchants' routines had not changed in the past and future.

From tempering the skin to polishing the muscles and bones, five or six hundred taels of silver have been recharged before and after, and there are even more difficult things to refine and cleanse, and nourishing medicines are becoming more and more precious. I guess thousands of taels of silver cannot be beaten.

Ordinary warriors reach the second-rate realm and begin to explore the world.

In the sword light and sword shadows, there is not so much heroism that soars into the sky, most of which are to make money.

Zhou Yi doesn’t have to take this risk. There are many corrupt officials in the prison. A little bit of oil is enough to refine the body of martial arts.

Walking all the way down the street.

The people seemed to have been silenced, and their eyes kept glancing towards the palace. They seemed to want to speak, but they didn't dare to talk.

They convey their opinions with each other, but they just scold the dog emperor and finally died.

Heavenly Prison.

Ries Prison has changed into plain clothes and is commanding the prison guards to raise white banners.

The emperor passed away, and the country was filial piety.

The white flag branch of Zhangliu is ready, and Ries Prison calls all the prisoners here.

"The palace has issued an order. From now on, the inside and outside of the prison will be closed. Anyone is prohibited from entering and leaving. Including this official, food and drink are all in the prison!"

Ries Prison looked at Zhou Yi: "Xiao Yizi, go and check out the rice and flour in the kitchen. If you don't have enough, go and buy it."

During the emperor's funeral period, banquets are prohibited, so you can only eat rice and white flour.

Although Ries Prison is old, his memory is getting better and better. He obviously intends to work in this position until he dies. It is rumored that some people refuse to change the seventh-rank official of the Ministry of Justice.

Zhou Yi received the order and said, "Abide by the order!"

Zhang Zhou reminded: "Remember to prepare a few more jars of cooking wine, and how much to put in the stir-fry, and it doesn't taste good."

Ha ha!

The jailers laughed loudly, and other people cooked vegetables and put cooking wine. Zhang Zhou ate and drank cooking wine.

"I can save it."

Zhou Yi has been on duty in Tianzhu for ten years and has already become familiar with everyone. He has made many appointments to go to the brothel to listen to music on weekdays, and has long since become less restrained in speaking and doing things.

There are few formal officials in the Heavenly Prison and many lowly prisoners. They are all iron jobs that have been passed down for generations.

No one needs to look down on each other, and because the wealth and water are too rich, it is difficult for colleagues to deal with their relationships well.

...

Kitchen.

Chef Liu is already in the kitchen, directing his son and apprentice to make big pot rice.

Zhou Yi said in surprise: "Why are you here? Don't be busy anymore. If you don't leave Tianzhu, you will be locked."

"I won't leave, I won't leave, I will stay in the prison for a while."

Chef Liu wiped the sweat from his face and whispered: "Our boss said that Shenjing was going to have trouble and closed the Dingxianglou. The shopkeeper and his friend wanted to leave the city gate, but they were stopped by someone."

"I was wondering, where can the Tianzhu be safe, so I brought Shunzi to take shelter!"

"high!"

Zhou Yi gave a thumbs up and saw the rice jar of noodles and wine. It was enough to eat from Tianzhuo for a month. He chatted with Chef Liu for a while and took the bucket to deliver the meal.

I don’t change the job of delivering food to a mess.

The messenger often escorted prisoners to exile, and went thousands of miles away. The outside world was in chaos, so how could it be safe to stay in the prison?

Of course, escorting prisoners is a good job, and the jailers are rushing to do it.

On the way back and forth, Chema Inn, you can eat good wine and food, and you can get at least a few hundred taels of silver!

Prison No. 3.

Zhou Yi poured the porridge on him and was about to leave.

The old prisoner begged for a plead of vague head and skinny face.

"Brother, I seem to have heard the bell. How many times did it sound?"

"Nine tones."

Zhou Yi replied expressionlessly that the prisoner was the head of the Ministry of Works and was greedy for the money to build the river bank.

The surface of the embankment is pasted with stone sand, and the inner part is filled with straw and straw.

Last summer, there was heavy rain. Before the water level cordon was approaching, the dam collapsed first, eventually drowned, and hundreds of thousands of people were missing.

"His Majesty!"

The prisoner was stunned for a moment, then cried and kowtowed to the direction of the palace.

Zhou Yi shrugged and continued to deliver the meal. The prisoners of the Inquisition of the B are all masters of acting, so it is difficult to tell whether they were crying in tears in tears in tears in tears in tears in tears in tears in joy and excitement.

According to convention, the new emperor of Fengyang Kingdom ascended the throne and would be forgiven for the whole world to show grace.

The prisoners in the Inquisition of A were much more blunt, and they were laughing and laughing, just about to shout that the emperor was dead.

"Brother, when will the new emperor ascend the throne?"

"We're going out, so we can't have a good meal?"

"Hahaha, Lao Zhao, I have three months left to go to the execution ground. Long live my emperor!"

Zhou Yi ignored the prisoners' shouts at all. He had already developed the habit of not listening or watching after ten years of delivering meals.

The spoon lightly drew a circle in the bucket, with a few grains of rice and vegetable leaves inside, which was completely under the control of Zhou Yi.

Practice makes perfect!

Some prisoners who dislike each other have three or five grains of rice for a meal, and they will be hungry for a while.

...

Night falls.

The lights were brightly lit in the prison, and the sound of fists kept coming.

There are thousands of imperial guards guarding the outer door, and the inner door is closed and locked, like a small world that is independent.

The national mourning prohibits alcohol, but for the prison guards, it is nothing more than a ruthless person.

At the beginning, Niu Xiaowei advised him not to be too arrogant, but he lost three cards in a row and threw the national law behind his head.

"No nine! No nine..."

The official Chang Ning of the Crew was cheering up and slowly lifted the domino. He laughed out loud, hugged all the money on the table, and drank a bowl of wine.

The jailer at the card table cursed and watched, and Chang Ning praised his good card skills and strong luck.

"Uncle Chang's good luck!"

Zhou Yi praised and said without a trace: "We have so many prisoners locked up, and there are still many murderous people in the Jia Guardian. During the change of the country, we should pay attention to safety."

Chang Ning was focused on the game and said indifferently: "The three thousand imperial guards surrounded the Heavenly Prison, and even the top masters could not get in."

When the loser of the card heard this, Niu frowned slightly and said, "What Xiao Yizi said makes sense. You must not be careless in this matter. If you really make a mess, it is a big case that will lose your head!"

Zhou Yi followed the trend and said, "Does we have a watchtower? I'll go up and stare. I can notify someone even if I come."

"Go and go, the tower gate key is in the cabinet, go get it yourself."

Captain Niu did not doubt that he was there, and he cared about it while touching the cards.

"It's cold and the wind is strong on the watchtower. Remember to bring a few more quilts!"
Chapter completed!