I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World Chapter 32

County government.

Household.

Guan Shi and Zhou Yi talked about buying and selling prisoners in front of the scribes and colleagues. Obviously, this matter was an open secret in Huangcheng.

Relying on mountains to eat mountains, relying on water to draw water.

The barren city yamen makes a living by selling prisoners.

One thousand two hundred tael will exile the prisoners to the mines by suspended animation, change their names and household registrations and fall into the barren city.

"Don't think it's too expensive, Mr. Zhou, this money is not on us."

Steward Sun pointed to the top: "The eldest master is a 12-year jinshi, do you understand?"

"It turned out to be Zhang Xiang's disciple!"

Zhou Yi showed respect and said in a low voice, "That year's palace exam was not very peaceful. Everyone looked at the list. Zhang Xiang took this opportunity to make the Minister of War..."

As he spoke, he made a grasping gesture, glanced at the people in the county government office, and said, "Do you know why?"

Steward Sun cupped his hands and said, "Please give me some advice, sir!"

The clerks in the household perked up their ears, wrote down the secrets of the state, and said it when they were drinking with their colleagues, it was a top-notch conversation, just like discussing the international political situation at a barbecue stand.

"That year, Duke Zhen Guo won a big victory in the northern Xinjiang, and he took advantage of the situation to attack Dayong, and his momentum was booming!"

Zhou Yi said slowly: "At that time, the minister of the Ministry of War was originally a general in the army. He once worked with the Duke of Zhenguo to defeat the Canghuang traitors in the south of the Yangtze River. The two of them, one inside and one outside, were unstoppable."

"Zhang Xiang took this opportunity to win, breaking the conventions of the state and using a civilian as the Minister of War..."

"Hush!"

Manager Sun no longer doubted that this Mr. Zhou must be from Shenjing, and said respectfully, "Sir, please take a seat, I will urge those lazy people who are doing things!"

"Take care of things."

Zhou Yi's demeanor and actions are courteous and restrained. He has both a dignified and imposing manner, and he is not superior to others, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

After a while, he had a very pleasant conversation with the clerk of the household.

He casually said some secret stories about the capital, such as when a senior official told the old man to return to his hometown, but he went to Chunfenglou to not pay the bill, and owed tens of thousands of taels of silver.

After more than a dozen performances in a row, a certain officer lost all face and had to beg for bones.

This kind of rumors in the market can't be true, and the real reason for getting old can't let ordinary people know, but people prefer to listen to these lace news.

Manager Sun said in surprise: "What kind of boundary is Chunfenglou, you can actually get the censor to participate in the performance?"

"Ordinary people go to Shenjing, only to know that Jiaofang is a good place, but it is not the case. Jiaofang is only a small official and a small official. The real gold-selling cave in Shenjing is Chunfenglou..."

When Zhou Yi said this, everyone came to the spirit.

Originally, he was just chatting with the scribes in the household, but Zhou Yi commented on three or five courtesans, and the third class and the sixth room all came over.

There are three boundaries in Shenjing, and Zhou Yi is most familiar with it.

Home, Heavenly Prison, Chunfenglou.

Twenty years ago, Zhou Yi had an in-depth exchange with the more than 20 court officials selected during the Spring Breeze Building, and the comments were out of the way and well-informed.

Between a group of men, engaging in imperial **** is the best way to draw in the relationship, and it has been the case since ancient times!

Zhou Yi sighed: "Su Xiaoxiao, the court lady elected last year, is considered the best in the past ten years, but unfortunately, she caught the attention of Duke Wei before she even combed it. She spent money to buy the residence of the Duke and became a concubine."

"Could a woman from Fengchen also enter the Duke's Mansion?"

"Duke Wei, that's a great man in the sky!"

"This is really good fortune!"

There was a lot of discussion among the people. The oiran in front of them didn't end well, and those who retreated bravely married businessmen as concubines, and most of them became ordinary prostitutes after they got old.

"You guys are wrong, the one with the worst life is this Su Xiaoxiao!"

Zhou Yi's voice changed, and everyone he seduced was itchy. He took a sip of tea slowly: "That grandfather is also afraid of his daughter-in-law. It didn't take long for Su Xiaoxiao to fall into the well and die."

"Ugh…"

"What a pity!"

"The best in the past ten years, no chance to see it!"

"Heaven is jealous of Hongyan!"

"I'll just say that a prostitute, how can she have such a good life?"

No one condemned the murderer's wife, and even despised Su Xiaoxiao for what she deserved. The prostitute's vain attempt to climb the lintel of the Guogong's mansion is a self-inflicted sin.

Wei Guogong, who was greedy and lecherous, but because he was afraid of his wife, attracted everyone's favor.

Dignified grandfathers are afraid of their wives, and I am also afraid of their wives, so am I not equal to grandfathers?

The world is like this, and no one can change it.

Just as he was talking, there was a sound of footsteps, and the officer entered the door with seven prisoners in prison uniforms.

The mine is more than ten miles away from the barren city, and we have to search and verify the identity of the person. We need to talk about four or five hours back and forth. When the sky is about to get dark, the clerk who is working on the errand finally returns the person.

The Wei family exiled more than 100 mouths, and more than 20 years later, only seven survived.

Zhou Yi glanced over the prisoner's face, and asked the man with the oldest face, "But the descendants of Wei Daxia?"

"Returning to Duke Engong, the villain Wei Jun is the third son of my father Wei Chang."

Wei Jun had already heard from the officer on the road that this gentleman was from the Wei family back then, and this time he came to the barren city to spend money to save his life.

After Zhou Yi rescued Li Hong, he changed his appearance in Tian Prison. He was a little old at the age of forty-five.

Deliberately doing things like this, revealing the kindness of Wei Chang that year, can explain the origin of internal strength. When other people know about this, they won't have much trouble, but they will admire Zhou Yizhi's kindness in return.

Zhou Yi asked: "Dr. Wei was kind to me back then, and today is the reward. Think about it carefully, do you want to go back to your hometown or stay in northern Xinjiang?"

"Engong, I've already discussed it on the way, so I won't go back to Yuzhou, I'll stay in northern Xinjiang to make a living."

Wei Jun replied: "After a few decades, UU reading www.uukanshu.com will go back and offer incense to the ancestors."

It has only been more than 20 years since the Wei Chang case, and there are many enemies of the Wei family in Yuzhou's hometown. Even if they change their names, once they are recognized and reported, the imperial court will send people to verify them.

"Um."

Zhou Yi agreed and took out a stack of silver bills from his cuff: "I still have to trouble steward Sun. I see that there are many empty houses in the deserted city. Can I buy one for the Wei family to live in?"

"Sir is joking. What's the point of buying a deserted house? Just pick one and transfer it."

Steward Sun took the banknotes, said less than fifteen or six, and said with a smile, "If the Wei family is willing to stay in the city, they can all be arranged to go to the household as an errand, and they will guard the granary on weekdays.

Seeing Zhou Yi's gaze, Wei Jun hurriedly agreed, "Thank you for your father, thank you for steward Sun!"

The Wei family was very grateful to Zhou Yi, and only after the family was destroyed did they find out whether the relationship was true or not. At that time, the Wei family had a good reputation in Yuzhou, and Feihong swordsmen made a lot of friends. As a result, there was no one to help when they were in trouble.

Most of the people on the rivers and lakes are friends of wine and meat. Occasionally, there are one or two heroes, and the stories become widely circulated. It must not be considered that this is the case.

"Old Sun, the strong squad is short of people, why don't you come to us on duty, and the mine patrol will be free."

"There is also a shortage of people in the military room, and there is a lot of oil and water in guarding the city gate."

"How can I relax in the ceremony room, I don't need to order Mao every day, after all, there is not even a scholar in the city!"

The stewards of the third class and the sixth room spoke up one after another. First, they saw Zhou Yi's extraordinary origin, and second, they saw Yin Zi's face.

Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said with a smile.

"Thank you all, and please take care of the Wei family in the future. When you go to Shenjing, the oiran in Chunfenglou is hard to say, and the rest can be arranged at will!"

Suddenly there was a burst of laughter.

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