I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

"Don't come here!"

The young servant screamed, trying to get the attention of those nearby.

"Jie jie jie!"

Amidst the strange laughter, Zhou Yi approached step by step, grabbing the servant's neck.

"Our family's true energy is enveloped in all directions, even if you shout your throat, no one will come to save you, and you can reincarnate earlier if you go down earlier!"

The young waiter's face turned red, feeling the majestic qi pouring into his body, the meridians and viscera couldn't bear it, and instantly shattered.

True Qi circulated in the corpse, slowly crushing the bones, leaving only a complete skin.

Zhou Yi carried the skin bag to the well, and the skin bag burst with a bang, pus, blood and bones melted into the water, and the young servant completely disappeared into the world.

"This Bone Transformation Technique is really a good way to destroy corpses and traces!"

Back to the house.

Zhou Yi faced the bronze mirror, reflecting a young face.

"For fourteen years, our family has never shown our true face. We have always put on a fake face. Will we forget who we are?"

After a long silence, Zhou Yi took out the Yirong ointment and applied it.

The faces that used to be 70% or 80% similar have become 99% and even the real parents can't tell the real from the fake.

"From now on, our family is Xiaoshanzi!"

Xiao Shanzi's original name was Li Dashan, and he was originally an idler wandering around the capital, doing nothing, doing some stealing activities to make a living.

Zhou Yi accidentally saw Li Dashan's appearance, and ordered the gambling staff who relied on the supervision department to use a trick to induce Li Dashan to owe a huge amount of gambling debts.

Li Dashan had no money to repay, and under the threat of gambling, he had to sell himself as an internal servant to repay.

This is one of Zhouyi's back lanes. It was originally intended to guard against the orthodox emperor. Even if the army besieged the city, he could change his face and escape. He never thought it would be used so soon.

"Qingyang and Benxin arrived so quickly, there must be ghosts in the Internal Affairs Department or the Supervision Department!"

A stern look flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes, no one in this world owes our family debts, no matter how long it has been, they have to come back one by one.

"King Pingxi, Queen, King Zhenbei... As long as our family doesn't die, we will never lose!"

suddenly.

A gust of wind blew past, sending chills down Zhou Yi's spine.

"who?"

Zhou Yi turned around suddenly, and there was nothing behind him.

"This is the second time!"

"I always feel that someone is staring at our family. Could it be that too many people have been killed, and someone's resentment has turned into a ghost, haunting our family?"

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi couldn't help frowning.

Changing the face can deceive the living, but it has little effect on ghosts and ghosts. Ghosts can sense the yang and blood of the living, and the old and frail will weaken the blood.

Zhou Yi is immortal, his qi and blood are constant, and he even becomes stronger with his martial arts practice.

"We have to find a way to cover it up. The Sanyang Sect is good at concocting ghosts and exorcising ghosts. Maybe they will put a few ghosts in the palace to roam around and patrol!"

While thinking.

The door of the room was kicked open, and several servants rushed in.

The head servant is named Xiaowenzi, who is quick to handle affairs on weekdays and knows how to be filial to the silver. Zhou Yi personally promoted him to be the head supervisor on duty.

"Search carefully!"

Xiao Wenzi ordered others to search the room, and was in charge of the interrogation: "Our family asked you, did you hear any unusual movements?"

"Reporting to my father-in-law, our family didn't hear anything."

Zhou Yi was trembling with fright, his legs softened and he fell to his knees.

Xiao Wenzi narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Zhou Yi carefully, only to feel that he was a little kind, maybe he had met him a few times on duty on weekdays.

The room was small, and the search ended quickly, so naturally no one was hiding.

Xiao Wenzi said: "Be more vigilant tonight, if you hear any unusual movement, report it to the warden immediately, the empress will reward you a lot!"

"Little one understands."

Zhou Yi sent a few people out, and before leaving the door, he took out a silver ticket and stuffed it into Xiaowenzi's hand: "Elder-in-law, dare to ask the governor..."

Xiao Wenzi glanced at the bank note, which was a mere twenty taels of denomination, put it in his cuff with some disgust, and said in a cold voice.

"From now on, there will be no more dukes!"

"Thank you, father-in-law, for your suggestion."

Zhou Yi bowed and stood at the door, watching Xiao Wenzi leave. He didn't straighten up until several people entered other rooms.

"This world... changes so fast!"

When doing things in the palace, one must learn to judge the situation.

If the east wind is strong, it will follow the east wind, and if the west wind is strong, it will follow the west wind. It is better to be a grass on the wall that falls at any time, than to fall into the water inexplicably.

Zhou Yi knew without thinking that most of the Department of Internal Affairs and Supervision had rebelled, or they had never pledged their allegiance at all.

Only the diehards who are attached to Zhouyi have to spit out all the power and benefits they have gained before.

Looking up at the sky, the bright moon is in the sky.

"Our family wants to see who will be the governor of the East Factory!"

...

Yin time.

It will be bright.

Nine bells rang in a row, waking up the entire capital.

...

Maoshi.

Zhou Yi changed into mourning clothes and came to the east gate of the palace to be on duty.

Xiaoshanzi has poor martial arts talent and doesn't practice hard, so he was assigned to stand guard at the most difficult gate.

Other areas are on duty and can be lazy most of the time.

The gate of the palace connects the inside and the outside, representing the face of the royal family, one must stand upright for six hours, and cannot even speak unless necessary.

It was very lively outside the palace gate today, all the civil and military officials, big and small, were waiting for the imperial edict to be delivered inside the palace.

Some people had already entered the palace before, such as Prince Wang, Gongge, Lao Shangshu, etc., who were discussing the funeral of the late emperor and the ascension of the new emperor in the palace.

Hundreds of officials gathered together and whispered according to their relatives and estrangements, and their respective factions.

"Why did Your Majesty suddenly collapse?"

This is everyone's doubts. Emperor Zhengtong left the palace without telling the officials. He wanted to wipe out the empress and the Sanyang sect, but he never wanted to miss it.

The trusted King Pingxi rebelled, and the untrusted Zhou Yi fought to the end.

Loyalty is like traitor, traitor is like loyalty, why not!

It's around 24:00.

Lu Shangshu from the Ministry of Rites walked out of the palace gate, with a gloomy face, and said with a light cough.

"Listen to the order."

All the officials fell to their knees, and no one dared to shout long live. His Majesty just collapsed not long ago, and it was inappropriate to say such words.

"I have entered the Great Tradition, and was conferred the title of the Ancestral Temple..."

In the opening sentence, everyone immediately knew that it was a will, and some officials with rich emotions had already burst into tears and wailed loudly.

"Excessively seeking sages, causing eunuchs to deceive..."

Hearing these words, Zhou Yi couldn't help but jumped up and tore the edict into pieces.

"The thirteenth prince, Zhao Chen, is filial and honest, with natural virtues, and will surely be able to inherit the great rule..."

The crying stopped abruptly, and Baiguan showed doubts.

The first prince is the empress's descendant, the second prince and the fifth prince are known for their virtues, even if the nineteenth prince who is only one year old succeeds to the throne, no matter what, it will not be the thirteenth prince's turn!

All civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty knew that the thirteenth prince had brain disease, and his sixteen years old was about the same as three or four years old for ordinary people.

"Civil and military ministers, work together to assist. Clan princes, do not leave the feudal domain. The governor general, to appease the army and the people. Local officials, all exempt from offering incense...

Declare the world, and the salty envoys will know it! "

After Lu Shangshu finished reading the last edict, his gaze swept across the officials, with grief and helplessness flashing in his eyes.

"Get up and wait for His Majesty to summon you."

Qi Shilang of the Ministry of Rites said: "My lord, I have never heard of a foolish person becoming a king, and he did not ascend the throne in such a sloppy way. It is against the rules of etiquette."

"Do you suspect that the will is fake?"

Lu Shangshu handed over the edict very casually: "Master Qi can inspect it on the spot, if any omission is found, I will go to the palace with you to confront it!"

"this……"

Qi Shilang swallowed, stared at the edict for a long time, and finally sighed dejectedly.

Ninety-nine percent of the edicts have problems, and it is a good opportunity to leave a name in history. However, after reading the Four Books and Five Classics a hundred times, I dare not test it.

"Anyone of you who has doubts can test the will."

Lu Shangshu said: "If there is no objection, then the thirteen princes will succeed. You should know how to write the history books of later generations!"

Hearing this, several young officials were eager to try.

The old minister next to him hurriedly pulled down and whispered a few words "Zhu Jiuzu", "The whole family was exiled", "Wife and daughter are sent to the Jiaofang Secretary", and immediately extinguished their ambitions.

Infamy in the history books is not worth the lives of the nine clans after all!

"Then just wait."

Lu Shangshu closed his eyes and meditated. After the new king succeeded to the throne, he handed over the memorial to beg for the bones and returned to his hometown in the south of the Yangtze River to retire.

until noon.

All the officials and others were in a hurry to get angry, and finally a servant came out.

"Your Majesty summons."

Lu Shangshu took the first step, followed by all the officials, walking all the way to the Palace of Qinzheng.

Zhou Yi stood silently at the gate of the palace, scolding the empress and the eighteenth generation of Pingxi Wang's ancestors all over the place, and made our family bear the scapegoat of regicide.

"Sure enough, the history books are written by the victors, our family has become a traitor, and King Pingxi has become a royal loyalist!"

...

Orthodoxy for six years.

Zhou Yi, the chief admiral of the Internal Affairs Department, murdered the king and rebelled, and King Pingxi led the army to suppress the rebellion.

The emperor collapsed.

The whole country.

The prince Zhao Chen came to the throne, Jianyuan Longqing.

Emperor Longqing was born with brain disease and was too stupid to be able to manage affairs. The empress dowager temporarily took over as regent.

...

December.

Jiang Ning.

Not long after the news of the new king's enthronement came, the court posted another notice.

Stop measuring fields and return to the ancestral system.

The gentry and officials rushed to tell each other, shouting that the Holy Queen is coming to court, the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

Su Mansion in the south of the city.

garden.

Tang Mingyuan covered his face with a book and lay down on the rocking chair to doze off.

The sun is just right, and the breeze is not dry.

A crisp voice came, breaking the tranquility of the courtyard: "Uncle, Uncle, there is a tea merchant outside who calls himself Zhao Da, and he asked you for advice on how to make tea."

"The good times are over!"

Tang Mingyuan sighed, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and said to the maid.

"Take him to the Chanjuan Pavilion, I'll pick up something, and I'll be there soon."

After a while.

Tang Mingyuan came to Chanjuan Pavilion.

Standing at the door were two old men in black clothes, with lightning-like eyes and bulging temples, they were obviously accomplished martial arts masters.

"People come and stop."

With a high voice, the old man waved his hand to stop Tang Mingyuan, and asked, "What weapon is that in your hand?"

"Handgun."

Tang Mingyuan pointed the brass pipe at the old man, and before he pulled the trigger, there was no one in front of his eyes. Immediately, his neck tightened, allowing the old man to pinch his neck.

"Heroic man, spare your life!"

"Stop!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, Zhao Mu quickly walked a few steps, held Tang Mingyuan's hand and said.

"Eunuch Ma, Mr. Tang is my best friend. Seeing him in the future is like seeing me!"

"The servant knows."

Eunuch Ma bowed to accept the order, and bowed to Tang Mingyuan again: "Our family has blind eyes and offended the nobleman, please forgive me, sir."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Tang Mingyuan asked curiously, "Do you know hand guns?"

Eunuch Ma shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Tang Mingyuan asked: "Then why dodge?"

Eunuch Ma replied: "Our family doesn't know what a handgun is, but we can sense danger, so we hid behind Mr. Tang."

Tang Mingyuan looked at the pistol, feeling a little discouraged.

It cost thousands of taels of silver to make this pistol. I thought it could hurt martial arts masters, but I never thought that I couldn't even touch people.

"Your Highness, how many masters like Eunuch Ma are there in the palace?"

"Sir, you are overthinking. Eunuch Ma once served tea for Zhou Dugong, and was able to teach martial arts. His strength ranks extremely high, second only to a few masters!"

Zhao Mu was very interested in handguns, and Tang Mingyuan, who had no foundation in martial arts, could actually make Eunuch Ma feel the danger.

If it can be built in large quantities and equipped in the army, wouldn't it sweep the world.

"so far so good."

Tang Mingyuan said: "I know Your Highness wants it, but I am lazy by nature and don't want to be tired from running around, so I offer this pistol."

Zhao Mu showed joy: "Let's go in and talk."

Come in and sit down.

Tang Mingyuan saw the four servants with old faces and strong breaths, very similar to Eunuch Ma who was on duty at the gate, so he couldn't help asking.

"These four father-in-laws are also top masters?"

"indeed."

Zhao Mu said: "Duke Zhou personally trained the elite internal servants. It was not because of their desperate protection that I would have died in the capital long ago."

"Tiger poison doesn't eat babies!"

Tang Mingyuan frowned and said, "Your Highness is the only son of the Empress Dowager, why did you kill them all?"

"The Empress only has Sanyang Sect in her eyes, and she has long since lost the affection between mother and child."

Zhao Mu showed grief, he didn't want to comment too much on his mother, he pointed to the pistol on the table and asked: "How to use this strange weapon called pistol?"

"It's very simple."

Tang Mingyuan aimed the gun at the wall, pulled the trigger, and struck the copper fire with the hammer, only to hear the bullets shoot out with a bang.

The projectile hit the wall, sinking more than half an inch deep.

A figure was as fast as a ghost, carefully observing the location of the shot, and exclaimed: "Your Highness, the hidden weapon shot by this hand gun, our family will be seriously injured if we are not careful."

Zhao Mu took over the pistol to play with, learned how to load gunpowder and pellets, and tried firing a few rounds against the wall, feeling the power brought by his non-identity for the first time.

If you have a handgun, you have the right!

"How much does this pistol cost? Can it be cast in large quantities?"

"Not yet."

Tang Mingyuan said: "This is just the first-generation sample. It is completely hand-kneaded and needs to be developed and improved by craftsmen... to form an assembly line manufacturing..."

Zhao Mu could understand every word, but his eyes were confused when he even made a sentence.

Tang Mingyuan had no choice but to explain word by word, what is research and development, what is an assembly line, and what is a firecracker queuing up to shoot.

The servant on the side did not need to order, and had already taken out a pen and paper to record.

After a long time.

Zhao Mu exclaimed, "Sir, you are truly a great talent!"

"Your Highness praises me, whoever is talented will be my son-in-law, I'm just an ordinary commoner, I just want to have enough food and clothing."

What Tang Mingyuan said was the truth, what fell in Zhao Mu's ears was humility, open-mindedness, and a true master.

"With the help of my husband, great things can be accomplished!"

"Your Highness, I just want to hang out in Jiangning and wait to die."

Tang Mingyuan repeatedly refused, saying: "In the future, if His Highness really can take that seat, I only have one request, to continue to check the land and reform the tax system."

"That's nature, this is the father's will!"

Zhao Mu said: "Mr. is indifferent to fame and wealth, and has no interest in power, but troubles will come to you on their own, and you can't hide if you want to."

Tang Mingyuan thought for a while and asked, "But it's related to Dongchang?"

"Dongchang's new governor, Eunuch Xu, was once the godson of the former governor. To show his loyalty, he is arresting anyone related to Duke Zhou."

Zhao Mu took out a note from his cuff, which read: Eunuch Wu was ordered to search the Su family.

"This is the news from the Supervision Department. Someone reported that the Su family was involved with Eunuch Zhou, and the Dongchang fanzi is already on the way!"