I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

"If you meet this person in the future, you have to be careful, don't stumble."

Zhou Yi had a vague premonition that Yang Zheng was ambitious, and what he wanted might be similar to Beijiang.

The dignitaries in Shenjing are all paying attention to the imperial palace, the outcome of Emperor Zhengtong and Empress Dowager Zhang, no one cares about middle and lower level officials, or mere gangs, gangs, and gambling stalls.

One day, there will be a change in Shenjing, and there will be too much Yang Zheng can do.

"My lord, Yang Zheng's mother is just a servant girl, not even a concubine, her status is humble in the Yang family."

Yuan Shun frowned slightly, and said solemnly: "The heirs of poems and books of the aristocratic family, the rules are strict, and the most taboo is to commit crimes against the superior. How can he be allowed to overwhelm the son-in-law?"

"The so-called seniority, concubine, and inferiority are the techniques of ruling the clan and fooling the people. They can be followed but not trapped."

Zhou Yi shook his head and said: "These aristocratic families are the most realistic. As long as Yang Zheng can keep winning and growing, and can bring benefits to the family, the Yang family will continue to support him."

Starting from the sky prison, Yang Zheng gathered a large number of middle- and lower-level officials through the continuous transfer of interests.

This process is like a snowball, through the continuous adhesion of various interests, it gets bigger and bigger.

As the snowball rolls, the first comers get the benefits and are unwilling, unable, and afraid to go down. The latecomers envy the first comers and want the snowball to continue rolling down.

In the end, it will either cause an avalanche or pile up into a mountain.

Zhou Yi waved his hand to stop Yuan Shun's questioning, and stopped talking about Yang Zheng's matter. Whether this man succeeds or fails, it's nothing more than a hundred years of smoke.

"The underground prisoner, how is the investigation going?"

Yuan Shun bowed and said, "My lord, the dungeon is in the hands of the previous commanders, and the food deliverers are all illiterate and deaf people. After a long and humble investigation, I only know that the people inside are still alive, about eighty or ninety years old."

Zhou Yi asked again: "Has the royal family paid attention to this person?"

"Decades have passed, and no one should have cared about it. In his later years, Emperor Chongming became a cultivator and became a madman. Many monks and sorcerers were imprisoned in prison."

Yuan Shun replied: "According to my humble inspection of the Jinyiwei archives, Emperor Chongming left a will, saying that this person has committed a heinous crime and must be imprisoned until death. Now the command envoy is only following the old rules."

"interesting."

There was a flash of light in Zhou Yi's eyes, and he left Yuan Mansion with a flickering figure.

...

Orthodox sixteen years.

September.

Caishikou Execution Ground.

Thousands of prisoners knelt neatly, crying, crying for grievances, and begging for mercy, overshadowing the discussions of the onlookers.

The big man who used to be aloof in the past is now unkempt and weeping bitterly.

The young ones are not yet sensible, they only feel that the outside is warmer than the sky prison, there are many people and lively, and they call out to their parents in a daze.

Zhou Yi stood in the crowd with his hands in his hands, his expression indifferent.

The man in Feiyu suit at the side, holding the Xiuchun knife in his arms, pushed Zhouyi.

"Old Zheng, you have never enjoyed being a woman in your life. I will take you to the Jiaofang Division tomorrow. The Zhang family has a family of two to three thousand, and there are many beauties in the family. In the past, we were not qualified to take a look!"

"Woooooooooooooooooo?"

Zhou Yi turned his head in confusion, humming, and pointed to his ears.

"Old Yu, what did you say to Old Zheng? He is so old, deaf and dumb, he might not even know the difference between a man and a woman!"

What this Jin Yiwei said made his colleagues laugh out loud.

During the conversation.

It was three quarters past noon.

The beheading officer Yang Zheng read aloud the Zhang family's twelve deadly crimes, such as treason, immorality, disrespect, civil strife, etc., and threw down the beheading sign.

"Execution!"

Click! Click! Click...

Thousands of people were beheaded, and there were not enough executioners in Shenjing. On average, one person had to behead more than a dozen heads.

As a result, blood spewed out continuously on the execution ground, like fireworks, and every time there was blood spouting a foot away, it would attract bursts of cheers from the people.

The common people don't care what crimes the Zhang family committed, as long as they cut off the heads of high officials, they must be happy!

At the end of the execution.

The entire vegetable market was dyed red, and there was nowhere to stay, and blood stuck to the soles of the shoes when stepping on it.

"Let's go to Chunfenglou to eat wine!"

Lao Yu waved his hand, Hulala and a dozen people ran away.

No matter the people or the officials on the road, they hurriedly avoided them when they met them. After two generations of emperors relied heavily on Jin Yiwei's power compared with Taizu's, it was only stronger than weaker.

The leader of Shenjing Goulan is Happy Forest.

The Chunfeng Building has long since lost its former glory, and there are only a few guests, and they are not high-end customers in terms of clothes.

It has been three consecutive years now that no oiran elections have been held.

Happy Lin took control of the tooth shop's human trafficking, and intercepted the girls with high qualifications from the source. Chunfenglou's selection of the oiran at this time can only be a joke.

Lao Yu brought his colleagues to Chunfeng Building because Yuan Shun, the commander of Jinyiwei, said that he didn't like Happy Forest.

As a matter of course, people from Jinyiwei only come to Chunfeng Building.

In the private room.

Zhou Yi took the last seat, absorbed in eating and drinking, and did not talk to his colleagues.

Others didn't care, "Old Zhengtou" was deaf and dumb, and had difficulty communicating, just because he was directly under the command of the Commander, so everyone should not treat him badly.

After the dishes were over, the wine was half drunk, and everyone slowly let go of their conversation.

Lao Yu clicked his tongue and said: "Today, I have opened my eyes. The Queen Mother has only been mourned for one year, and the current mother clan has lost their blood."

Emperor Zhengtong ordered the entire family of Zhang's family to be punished, which shocked the government and the public. Many old officials of the former emperor knelt down and begged for mercy.

The first assistant, Yu Sudu, wrote a letter to persuade him to punish his birth mother, which would hinder His Majesty's sagehood.

As a result, as seen today, the orthodox Dili disregarded all opinions and ordered Yang Zheng, who had made great contributions to the suppression of the "Zhang Party", to be the supervisor and execution officer.

The Zhang family of the Xuanhe Four Dynasties has since disappeared.

"Your Majesty has suffered for fifteen years since he ascended the throne, who would not be cruel?"

Jin Yiwei next to him said: "The Zhang family has been prosperous for too long, and they have acted too arrogantly. It is said that shortly after the Empress Dowager's funeral, Zhang Heng sent someone to talk to Your Majesty. The appointment and removal of officials in the court must be discussed with him first."

The colleague was horrified: "Is there such a thing?"

Zhang Heng is the head of the Zhang family, the elder brother of Empress Dowager Zhang, and the uncle of Emperor Zhengtong.

"Do you know why Zhang Heng was not executed today?"

The Jin Yiwei said: "Commander Yuan invited the old doctor Ge to hang his life with ginseng and golden needles, and Liu Laodao personally killed him. He cut a total of ten thousand knives, which is called a thousand knives!"

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped, and then praised His Majesty for his wisdom, and punished the party and the country.

Jin Yiwei is the emperor's pro-army, and the current commander, Yuan Shun, is a die-hard orthodox emperor, and he doesn't have any good feelings for Zhang Dang.

After the banquet.

Lao Yu and the others led the girl upstairs, and Zhou Yi waved goodbye.

All the way home.

In Dehuaifang's single-door courtyard, a few trees were planted crookedly at the entrance, but the courtyard was tightly covered.

Zhou Yi has been comprehending the formation for more than ten years, and has comprehended some methods.

Objects can be placed according to special rules, or people will lose their sense of direction, or cover their sight, or let the air in the room be smooth, and slightly speed up the efficiency of practice.

the next day.

Zhou Yi came to the prison early and went to the kitchen to get the food box.

The imperial prison was groggy and gloomy.

Even in the scorching summer, you can feel the chill inside the station.

If the cruelty of Tianlao is one, and the cruelty of Imperial Prison is at least ten, there are countless ghosts and ghosts floating in all directions.

Zhou Yi was carrying a food box, and greeted people with a whimper.

Seeing Jin Yiwei interrogating the prisoner, he stared intently without interest, and went directly to the deepest part of the imperial prison.

When the Jinyi guard on duty saw Zhou Yi coming, he opened the iron lock silently, and the four of them worked together to lift the stainless steel cover, revealing the dark passageway going down.

Zhou Yi drilled in familiarly, stepped on the bluestone steps, and came to the second basement of the Imperial Prison.

All the way to the bottom of the cave, I saw a big iron cage made of fine steel.

There are copper lamps with animal heads hanging on the four walls, and with the faint light, one can vaguely see the figure sitting cross-legged in the cage.

He has white hair, a three-foot long beard, and most of his Taoist robes are rotten.