I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

dungeon.

Watchtower.

Zhou Yifan came here to look far away when he was depressed, and he could see half of the imperial city in his eyes.

Feel the infinity of heaven and earth, and know that there are countless surpluses and emptinesses.

Climb high and look far, broaden your mind.

"Huh? Master Liu is here too!"

Zhou Yi climbed to the top of the pagoda, and saw Liu Siyu wearing an emerald green official robe, with his hands behind his back and a worried expression on his face.

Liu Siyu sighed and said, "Recently, the situation in central Beijing has been turbulent, the situation is treacherous, and I'm bored, so I came up to have a look at the scenery."

"A place like Shenjing, which gathers the essence of a country, has never been peaceful."

Zhou Yiyuan looked at the east gate of the imperial city, and the red walls and green tiles were dyed golden in the setting sun: "I was also here at that time, with the former jailer Mr. Lei... no, it was the former prisoner who watched Zhen Guogong with his own eyes. Break the dragon and reverse!"

Liu Siyu suddenly asked, "Master Lei? So that young man surnamed Lei a few days ago is a descendant of the Lei family?"

"Thank you for your permission, my lord."

Zhou Yi shrugged and said: "I've been in the sky prison for a long time, and I know a lot of people, so I have to take care of all kinds of feelings."

"Old Zhou is really a treasure in the prison!"

Liu Siyu was very envious. Recently, many nobles regarded Zhou Yi as their guest. Comparing myself in this way, after ten years of studying hard in the cold window, I will be no more than an eighth-rank official until I die.

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "Master Liu is absurd, you are the sky-fixing needle."

This remark was by no means flattery, Liu Si Prison seldom took care of things, and only had a drink of tea and a chat when he was on duty. The two school captains were busy and seemed to have no intention of power.

However, Liu Si prison did not lose a penny of the benefits in the sky prison, and even the mere jailer knew it clearly when he came in.

Such management wisdom made Zhou Yi feel more and more that he underestimated the ancients before!

Liu Siyu asked, "Could it be that Lao Zhou has something to worry about when he comes here?"

Zhou Yi nodded and said, "Suddenly discovered that there are too many smart people in this world, so I was hit a bit."

The strength of being promoted to the innate master has greatly increased, and more and more colleagues praise and envy him on weekdays. It is inevitable that Zhou Yi will have more arrogance in his heart, and he will become more indulgent in his work.

Zhang Xiang's planning is as straight as the morning bell and the evening drum, which is deafening, so he must reflect on himself.

Liu Siyu asked curiously: "How smart is it that you, an old fox, are so downcast?"

"The seemingly inadvertent soaring prices have actually affected the changes in the country's destiny!"

Zhou Yi sighed: "The wind starts at the end of Qingping, this is the real master, now that I have learned it, I will definitely use it according to the method someday."

"It's not necessarily a bad thing to realize that you are a layman earlier."

Liu Siju's eyes were narrowed, he glanced at the palace inadvertently, and said helplessly: "The wave belongs to them, we are just spectators, otherwise what can we do?"

"Deep love does not last long, and Huiji will be hurt!"

Zhou Yi said calmly: "You can't compare with wisdom, strategy, and city government...then keep the same and ignore him, and you will win if you die!"

"Haha, no wonder they privately call you an old turtle."

Liu Siju clapped his hands in admiration, and then changed his voice: "Old Zhou, don't you really have the slightest thought about power?"

"Yes! Who doesn't want to take power, Sleeping Beauty?"

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "I almost forgot, we have already done the second half."

Liu Siyu was full of admiration, and cupped his hands and said, "Have you been a thirty-year-old visitor of Chunfenglou, you've heard about it before, and you've been admiring it for a long time!"

"So-so, the future is long!"

Zhou Yi replied: "So the wealth is already obtained, why bother to risk your life, now that the situation is chaotic, how can you see who will win in the end?"

"Actually, it's easy to see clearly. If you go to the cold stove, it won't matter whether you win or lose!"

Liu Siyu muttered to himself, as if speaking to Zhou Yi, but also as if speaking to himself.

Zhou Yi said: "Let's forget it, the palace has wiped out three families, and I will take leave with my lord to go out for a while, and then come back to be on duty."

"Go."

Liu Siyu nodded in agreement, and then said again after being stunned for a moment.

"One day the descendants of the Liu family will find themselves in the Heavenly Prison in desperation. I hope Lao Zhou can also find a job for them."

"It should be so!"

...

The twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month.

The whole country should celebrate and welcome the new year.

Because Liang Dong, Minister of the Ministry of War, abused the soldiers and withheld their salaries, the Beijing camp mutinied.

"Mr. Qing's side!"

Sun Xiangming, the former governor of the Beijing camp, raised his voice, gathered the old troops, and led his troops into the city from the north gate of Shenjing.

The gatekeeper of the north gate of Shenjing used to be a guerrilla in the Beijing camp. When Liang Dong suppressed the generals and schools of the Beijing camp, he was demoted to guard the city gate because he was given little money.

That night.

Sun Xiangming led the army of the Beijing camp to besiege the imperial city, and all the yamen and mansions in Shenjing watched from a distance, neither helping the rebellious army, nor going to rescue Emperor Yongxing.

The imperial army was less than eleven in the Beijing camp, and the opponent had siege equipment, and soon suffered heavy casualties.

Emperor Yongxing ordered Jin Yiwei and the eunuchs in the house to climb the city wall to resist the enemy, and they must withstand the attack of the chaos.

One go at a time, then decline and three times exhaust, as long as they resist until dawn, the imperial city is still not broken, and the chaotic army will disperse and retreat.

...

Taimiao, the witness of the rise and fall of the dynasty.

The temple is in the country and the dynasty is in, the temple is lost in the country and the dynasty is lost.

midnight.

The Fengyang Guotai Temple was empty and silent.

The officials who were on duty were surprised to hear that the Beijing army was besieging the imperial city, and they all ran home and closed their doors.

Regardless of whether the Jingying can break through the imperial city or not, there must be thieves who will burn, kill and loot everywhere in Shenjing during this chaotic time.

A cloud of shadows flew through the night, and finally fell on the nave of the Taimiao.

Outside the nave stands a large bronze tripod, nearly one person tall, with three legs and two ears. The mountains, rivers and rivers inscribed on the tripod body correspond one-to-one to the map of Fengyang Guozhou.

The Shanhe tripod was cast after the founding of Fengyang Taizu.

During the sacrificial offerings in all kingdoms, all the officials knelt before the tripod, and the contemporary emperor offered incense.

The shadow circled the Shanhe Ding, and after trying several detection methods, it was confirmed that it was a solid large copper tripod, without any early warning or anti-theft mechanisms.

The Shanhe Ding weighs several tons, so it is extremely difficult to steal it, and even if it goes out of the city, it cannot escape the investigation of the officials.

Secondly, although the Shanhe Ding is one of the three treasures of Fengyang, its symbolic significance is greater than its actual significance.

The thieves spent a lot of effort to steal the tripod, at most it would embarrass the Zhao family, and then they could sell copper to earn money from selling cabbage, risking the death of the nine clans.

Therefore, the officials of the Taimiao would never have imagined that someone would steal the tripod, even if it was to scrape off the golden paint of the emperors of the past dynasties!

"I thought I had to wait until the Fengyang Kingdom was destroyed and the Ancestral Temple was half-abandoned to come back. Who would have thought that I would encounter such a god-sent opportunity. The north city gate is wide open, and the Ancestral Temple is unattended, and everyone's eyes are on the palace."

"This treasure should be destined for me!"

Zhou Yi dissipated the shadow, revealing the appearance of a white-haired old man, even if he bumped into an acquaintance, he would not recognize him.

Short in stature, he bent down and got under the tripod, wrapping his arms around the tripod's feet.

"rise!"

Zhou Yi let out a low cry, and there was a rumbling sound, and the mountain and river tripod that had not moved for more than three hundred years rose from the ground.

The mana was running, and the shadow talisman was cast again, and a cloud of black mist enveloped the mountain and river tripod.

Taking advantage of the cover of night, Zhou Yi sprinted towards Beicheng.

With such a weight of copper tripod oppressing him, not to mention his lightness kung fu, he could even run with a rattling sound.

Fortunately, the road was chaotic, some thieves robbed houses, or soldiers patrolling the city took the opportunity to make trouble, so no one cared about the noise in front of the gold, silver and jewels.

At this time, the north city gate was open, and only a dozen soldiers were on duty.

Boom boom boom!

A large cloud of black mist rushed over, bursting with momentum, like a mad bull.

"Ghost!"

The soldiers on duty didn't say anything to stop them, they threw away their weapons and fled in all directions.

Zhou Yi carried the Shanhe tripod out of Shenjing City, put it on the prepared carriage, and waved his whip all the way north.

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