I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Chunfeng Tower is the first-class selling gold cave in Shenjing.

The guests who come here, no matter they are knowledgeable or not, will pretend to understand.

No matter how hot-tempered he is on weekdays, he still has to pretend to be elegant in front of fair-skinned and beautiful young ladies.

Captain Lu whipped the prisoner's whip with astonishing strength, but now he spoke to the girl lightly and softly.

Zhou Yi is helping Miss Rourou to read palmistry. He has been familiar with Taoist scriptures and Buddhist scriptures for 20 or 30 years, and he has surpassed most ordinary physiognomy masters.

"This career line is a bit flat... no, it's small, bah bah it's short, drink more milk on weekdays..."

suddenly.

There was a loud bang, overshadowing the laughter of the guests, and there was a sudden silence in the Chunfeng Building.

Zhou Yi followed the sound and saw that four middle-aged men in the lobby on the first floor had turned the table for eating wine.

The old bustard hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and apologized: "Gentlemen, Miss Susu danced for half the night, change someone..."

"Master is here to see her!"

One of them said: "Master Chen is here today, don't say that you can't jump, you have to jump even if your leg is broken!"

Someone else chimed in: "A mere slut, how can you boast about your first waist, so you think you are rich?"

The old bustard's complexion changed slightly, and his accent should be from Shenjing, which is not easy to provoke.

One of them is naturally that there are many dignitaries in Shenjing, maybe it is the son of the Houfu Bofu. Second, the Shenjing people must know that Chunfenglou has a deep background, and there must be something to rely on for being so arrogant.

The gorgeously dressed guest next to him seemed to be the admirer of the Susu girl, and he couldn't see the arrogance of the few people.

"Miss Susu is already tired, to force a weak woman, is it..."

Before he could finish speaking, a figure flashed past, holding the guest's arm, and quickly pulled out the dagger from his waist.

ah!

With a scream, the dagger pierced through the palm of the guest and was firmly nailed to the table.

At this time, the last person who was still sitting safely took out the sign from his arms and threw it into the arms of the bustard.

"Keep singing!"

"Jinyiwei!"

The old bustard saw clearly the appearance of the sign, which said "Chen Yang, a hundred households of Jinyiwei", and was trembling with fright.

After a while.

The sound of silk and bamboo sounded again, and Miss Susu danced on stage again, twisting her waist harder than before.

Chen Yang glanced at the injured guest, and said in a kind voice, "Where are you from?"

"Daizhou."

The palms of the guests were still bleeding, but they didn't dare to make any noise. Those who asked for help looked to the friends on the left and right, and none of them dared to make a sound.

“A good place to produce salt!”

Chen Yang said with a smile: "I heard that there are pirates over there, colluding secretly with many salt merchants, are you among them?"

"No, absolutely not."

The guest pulled out his palm forcefully, cut the dagger in half abruptly, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "My lord, please forgive me, we are in-laws with Minister Lu of Hubu..."

Chen Yang's expression remained unchanged, and he was still drinking slowly.

The guest gritted his teeth: "My lord, I am willing to take 30% of the silver and send it to the house."

"Seventy percent!"

Chen Yang said slowly: "In the future, there will be no need to give the surname to Lu. In a few days, he will not be an official."

The guest was stunned, and he kowtowed in agreement regardless of the blood flowing all over the floor.

It's over.

The old bustard dared to send someone to carry the wounded away, cleaned the floor, and arranged for the best girl in the building to wait on her.

After the turmoil passed, the cheerful atmosphere in Chunfeng Building diminished a lot, and some cautious guests left quietly, so as not to provoke the court's minions.

Box on the second floor.

Zhou Yi witnessed what happened and was quite surprised by Jin Yiwei's power.

"Lord Lu, why is Jin Yiwei so powerful?"

Jinyiwei was built by the Taizu of Fengyang Kingdom. At the beginning, all the recruits were nobles, even offshoots of the royal family.

There must be no problem with these people's loyalty. At that time, Xungui had been on the battlefield, fighting with a knife and a gun, and his force value was naturally not bad.

At that time, Jin Yiwei's supervisory officials had independent powers of arrest and prison, and the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple had no right to intervene, which can be said to be powerful.

Now that more than three hundred years have passed, Jin Yiwei has been weakened through several dynasties, and has regained the power of arrest and supervision, and its power is no longer what it used to be. Only the humble sons of noble families, or those who are not valued, will go to this yamen with a notoriety but no power to make a living.

"Xiao Zhou, there are two things in Shenjing right now."

Captain Lu said: "The first is not to mess with Jin Yiwei. Today, he is close to the nobles and has restored the power to supervise all officials. The second is not to mess with the Zhang family. The current queen is the daughter of Duke Wen Zhong, and the prince is his son. grandson!"

Zhou Yi asked suspiciously: "I have not long been in Beijing, and I heard many people say that Your Majesty is kind?"

"Old Zhou only passed on your craft, but didn't teach you the world."

Feng Qiao got drunk and said, "Your Majesty's kindness is for all officials, nobles, clans, and common people."

The colleague said: "Now Jinyiwei is expanding rapidly, and the prison is recruiting people everywhere. Old Feng can try it."

"Cough, cough, cough! Don't talk nonsense, what's wrong with the prison!"

Captain Lu was afraid that Zhou Yi might have other ideas, after all Jinyiwei was more prestigious and had a better future than idlers in the prison, so he quickly changed the subject.

"What's the point of going to Jinyiwei? Catching thieves is a terrible job. Why don't you go directly to curry favor with the Zhang family?"

The colleague nodded and said: "Master Lu is right, the Zhang family is really powerful. In a few decades, half of the country will be full of people, at least it will be a century of wealth!"

"Master Liu was able to advance to fifteen ranks in ten years, because when Zhang Xiang was at a low point, he sent charcoal in the snow to join Zhang's family."

"The icing on the cake now, at least it has to be a state official, otherwise you won't be able to get in!"

"That makes sense!"

"If we go back ten years, I will definitely be able to catch up with the Zhang family."

"..."

Zhou Yi listened to his colleagues chatting, but he was not optimistic about the future of the Zhang family.

No matter how good the relationship is with ordinary people, who can divide half of the family property, not to mention the huge country, when encountering this incident, no matter how great the credit is, the kindness and family relationship will be wiped out.

After four dynasties, Zhou Yi has heard a lot and seen a lot, and he has some feelings.

Sometimes rebellion or not rebellion is really not something that can be controlled by oneself. The general trend is for the sake of the general trend, and the only hope of survival is to swing a blow.

"What do some bird things have to do with me, how can it be interesting to look at the young lady!"

Zhou Yi whispered to Miss Rou Rou.

"The palm prints are inaccurate. I still have the secret technique of touching bones. Let's go upstairs and have an in-depth exchange."

...

the next day.

Refreshed.

Zhou Yi carried the wooden barrel and delivered meals in a familiar way.

With a slight shake of the hand, there was only soup left in the gruel, not a single grain of rice.

"The skill of eating is not new!"

Prison No. 6.

The new prisoner who came in last night was not wearing a prison uniform, but an official robe.

Dark green, embroidered egret.

Zhou Yi scooped the spoon to the bottom, filled with thick porridge: "My lord, it's time to eat."

After delivering the meal.

Zhou Yi watched the jailer draw cards, chatted and inquired about the origin of the prisoner, and he had a good reputation.

In the first imperial examination after Emperor Jinglong's ascension to the throne, Yu Su was the number one scholar in the third round.

"Xiao Zhou, this person has to be taken care of."

Colonel Lu fumbled with bad cards, threw them away and did not call: "Captain Ma told me this morning that a servant came to the palace last night and ordered not to neglect the editing. It is likely that His Majesty signaled it."

Zhou Yi was surprised and said: "How did His Majesty's favorite student be imprisoned in the prison?"

"We don't know, maybe I said something wrong."

Many officials were convicted for their speech and writing in Tianlao. There was a scholar who wrote poems before.

After Jin Yiwei heard about it, he found out that the scholar had no evidence of rebellion, so he was thrown into the prison.