Chapter 17: The Emperor Is Old
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Even though news of Zhou Yi’s death spread, no one made things difficult for him when he came back. The prison guards cheered when he showed off his technique.
Warden Liu praised, “Old Zhou is a nostalgic person. Little Yu, you don’t have to escort prisoners. You can just deliver food with Old Zhou.”
Little Yu’s name was Yu Jie, a 17 or 18-year-old youth. He had not been tainted by the gloomy aura of the Sky Prison for a few months. Just like when Zhou Yi first came to the Sky Prison back then, he stood obediently behind the prison guards and said little.
Zhou Yi smiled. “He’s been in the Sky Prison for too long and am used to the smell here.”
“We’ll welcome Old Zhou at Spring Breeze Tower tonight.” Lieutenant Zhu put his arm around Zhou Yi’s shoulder and said in a low voice, “The prison hasn’t been peaceful recently. People keep seeing ghosts at night. Old Zhou, you’re a great expert now. Keep an eye out!”
“I’ll do that.”
Previously, Zhou Yi had been cautious. Now that he had advanced to the Connate Grandmaster realm, he could let go a little. His day went without any troubles.
Nightfall came.
The Sky Prison’s guards changed their clothes, and they went straight to Spring Breeze Tower.
Zhou Yi asked, “Old Feng, I heard you say that you have a fierce wife at home. Have you become more carefree now?”
“Old Zhou, you still don’t know?” Lieutenant Zhu winked and said, “This fellow bought a pair of twins at the brokerage and secretly raised them in the Divine Capital. I don’t know who let out the news, but his wife from the county came and caused a scene…”
“I originally saw that the woman had some money at home, so I tolerated her.” Feng Qiao said in embarrassment, “That money is nothing now. So I found an excuse and divorced her!”
The benefits of the Sky Prison were more than ten times or a hundred times higher than that of the county prison. If they found an opportunity to escort an exiled criminal, they would earn more money than the county prison could earn for a few years.
Zhou Yi did not persuade him to abandon his wife. He only has a shallow relationship with him, it’s best not to say anything. He knew that Feng Qiao would not have an easy time in the future when he saw his colleagues’ disdain hidden in their eyes, even though they were smiling. After becoming rich, he divorced his wife. Who dared to work with him?
“How are the twins?”
“Young and very smooth!”
Feng Qiao was not blind. He could naturally tell that his colleagues despised him. But so what? As long as he did not care about his reputation and future, it really did not affect anything.
After not coming for half a year, Spring Breeze Tower had changed its Flower Queen again.
When the procuress saw Zhou Yi, she immediately beamed. “Master Zhou, you haven’t been here in a while.”
He was an old customer for 21 years. Although Zhou Yi did not fight for the Flower Queen and did not casually reward people, the money he spent in Spring Breeze Tower over the years was enough to buy a residence in the capital.
These loyal customers were the foundation of the Spring Breeze Tower!
Zhou Yi smiled and said, “What is the program today?”
“Of course it’s Master Zhou’s favorite!”
The procuress summoned the clerk and gave him a few instructions. She took down the current program, replacing it with Drunken Spring.
The new Flower Queen was a big-chested woman. Her red lips were slightly parted as she sang softly, “… Gently push the boy, it hurts… Arms around each other, move…”
In a private room on the second floor.
Zhou Yi and Lieutenant Zhu took the lead, while the other colleagues sat on the left and right.
The waiter served the dishes without any instructions. They were all ordered by Zhou Yi. The wine was 50 years old pear blossom white.
“Master Zhou, you don’t have to pay for anything today.” The procuress made a few more wisecracks, causing the prison guards to laugh before leaving.
Lieutenant Zhu said, “If you’re coming to Spring Breeze Tower, you have to call Old Zhou over. If we come alone, we’ll always be sitting alone in the lobby, and we’ve never enjoyed such meticulous care!”
“Lord Zhu, you can enjoy the treatment if you spend ten thousand taels of silver here.”
Zhou Yi roughly calculated that the annual expenditure was at least a few hundred taels. In twenty years, it had already exceeded ten thousand taels.
…
Lieutenant Zhu muttered, “Old Zhou, why don’t you learn from Old Feng and buy a few to raise at home? You won’t need so much silver in your lifetime!”
His colleagues looked at each other. No matter how profitable the Sky Prison was, they could not make money like this.
10,000 taels for the Spring Breeze Tower, money for body tempering, not to mention that the Body Tempering Soup was filled with 100-year-old medicinal herbs, and there were priceless treasures, and other expenses. It was simply difficult to calculate.
Moreover, Zhou Yi only delivered food. He never went to escort prisoners. Where did he get so much money?
“I have many friends in the martial world. There are always people coming to the door to offer money. The kind that can’t be refused.”
Zhou Yi did not earn much money in the Sky Prison. In recent years, when many prisoners saw him carrying wine and meat in, they would be so frightened that they promised to give him gold and silver in exchange for their lives, but he had never gone to retrieve it.
The silver that was distributed in the prison was only the extra money for the prisoners’ meals. After deducting the portion for colleagues and officials, it was far from enough to spend at Spring Breeze Tower.
“I see!”
The prison guards suddenly remembered that the old Zhou Yi was a martial arts expert.
A first-rate expert in the Visceral Tempering Realm could have a position in the Uniformed Guards. He could also make a name for himself in the martial world. For example, the Flying Rainbow Swordsman could dominate Yuzhou, and the Twin Bears of the North Desert could shake the Northwest.
Lieutenant Zhu said, “In the future, the money for the prisoners’ meals will all belong to Old Zhou. You can discuss how much of the leftovers you want.”
“Thank you, Sir Zhu.”
Zhou Yi did not explain that most of his income was actually from the thieves that trespassed his courtyard.
Initially, they were just some petty thieves. Later on, he gained the nickname of Old Demon of Blood Prison. Some of them wanted to take revenge for their friends and family, while others wanted to subdue the demon, and they left behind many jade rings and banknotes.
Zhou Yi could not be bothered to distinguish between good and bad. Since he had entered the martial world, he was prepared to die. The soil in the courtyard was three feet higher. Zhou Yi was not surprised if a zombie crawled out one day.
“Has anything major happened in the Divine Capital in the past six months?”
“Hehe, Old Zhou, you missed the show!” Lieutenant Zhu smiled and said, “A few days ago, when the Grand Marshal returned to the court, tens of thousands of people in the Divine Capital watched. His Majesty beheaded the prince in front of the envoys of Great Yong and offered him to the Imperial Ancestral Temple.”
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