Chapter 23 Honest Girl
The Imperial Mausoleum was located at the southern foot of Mount Longevity. The area within a radius of 50 miles was the Ling District, surrounded by mountains and surrounded by water in the north. The Imperial Mausoleum was arranged in order from west to east. There were a total of seventeen tombs.
Zhou Yi easily passed through the imperial guards and arrived at the latest tombstone of Emperor Chongming. “The emperor is really the most unreasonable creature in the world. The dog emperor spent more than ten years repairing the imperial mausoleum while not attending court for more than thirty years in order to achieve longevity.”
“Senior, you might not know this, but when the Imperial Mausoleum was being built back then, Father was the construction supervisor of the Ministry of Works.” Huang Yuniang floated out of the jade hairpin. “According to Father, after the dog emperor’s tomb was repaired, tens of thousands of craftsmen were killed to keep the secret.”
Zhou Yi nodded slightly. “I’ve heard a little about this. It was a huge commotion back then, and the Long Rebellion directly sent troops to suppress it.”
The Imperial Court’s army could not defeat the rebels from all over, but they were good at suppressing the commoners. Soon, there was no sound.
“The dog emperor has been a fatuous ruler all his life,” said Huang Yuniang. “But he did a good thing on his deathbed. He secretly nurtured General Li. But I can’t tell if it’s good or bad.”
Zhou Yi looked at the great achievements written on the tombstone and said, “From now on, you will live in the tomb of the dog emperor. It can be considered making the best use of everything.”
In the past, when he studied history, the books only wrote that a certain emperor was muddle-headed. Zhou Yi had never felt it personally, so it was very difficult for him to really be hostile to him.
After experiencing Chongming for a while, Zhou Yixing had seen and heard it before. Human cannibalism. Two casual words, but countless sad or absurd fates.
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Others, such as “plunder”, “slaughter”, “great hunger”, “executing three generations”, and “more than half were dead”, were simply drawn. They were not as gorgeous as the words on the tombstone, nor did they have a trace of emotion. That was why they looked even more cold and cruel.
“Remember to burn the corpse of the dog emperor for me when you have the ability in the future!”
Zhou Yi found a hidden place and pierced through the tomb with his True Essence sword light. He sensed the huge tomb inside and sent the jade hairpin into it. The sword energy shattered the soil at the entrance of the cave. After a few days, there were no more traces.
Sky Prison.
The remnant souls were cleaned up, and most of the cold air dissipated. The prison guards discussed it for a few days, but it was ultimately a good thing, so they left it at that.
Ever since Zhou Yi took action to eliminate the thieves, although he was still a prison guard in name, in terms of treatment, he was equivalent to Lieutenant Zhu and was assigned a room.
He asked the craftsmen to renovate the place meticulously, arrange the mahogany tables and chairs, buy a superior tea set, and make a pot of Longjing tea. It was more comfortable to live at work than at home.
“What does the matters in the imperial court and the martial world have to do with me? I might as well cultivate!”
Zhou Yi had cultivated the Origin Returning Mantra for less than half a year. The Connate True Essence in his body had been completely transformed into Dharmic powers, and the efficiency of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had increased several times.
Although it was only the last few decimal places, there was still a huge improvement!
Cultivation of Dharmic powers and Martial Dao True Essence had obvious advantages. They were more compatible with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. They were clear and could change according to one’s heart.
For example, his true essence could originally condense into swords, sabers, fists, and other forms, but the details seemed to be rough. With a thought, his dharmic powers could transform into a lifelike palm.
Another day rolled around.
Zhou Yi was meditating when he suddenly sensed someone enter the room and silently land on the beam.
“Get down!”
A sword light swept past. The guest on the beam could not dodge in time and fell. He gracefully flipped in the air and landed safely.
“How can you bear to come to me?”
Zhou Yi sized up Mr. Bai. He had to admit that this fellow’s looks had improved after more than ten years. There was a hint of maturity in his elegance. He was originally a young lady killer, but now, he could probably charm thousands of young women.
“A dignified Connate Grandmaster hiding in the prison to deliver food can be said to be unprecedented!” Mr. Bai’s eyes flashed with envy, but when he thought of the tragic state of the Cang family, he felt a little glad. “Old Zhou, I plan to get married, so I specially invited you to be my minister.”
The minister was the best man. He followed the groom and blocked the wine lest he get too drunk to consummate the marriage.
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