Immortality: I can absorb the memories of the dead.

Chapter 38: Old friends gradually fade away, and a new era arrives
When they looked back, they saw an official sedan chair landing on the ground, and then a tall and thin man dressed in the uniform of the prison warden walked out. Wow, it was Wen San!

Zhou Yi couldn't help but sigh that the wonder of fate lies in that it is incomprehensible.

Who could have thought that Wen San, a small jailer who could beat anyone and only knew how to brag, would now become the warden?

He came in front of Zhou Yi and bowed to several captains of the Zhenwu Division.

"Brothers, he is my trusted confidant who was placed in the prison. We are all brothers. Don't let the floods wash away the Dragon King Temple and hurt our own people."

"So that's it."

The captain of the Zhenwu Division's eyes softened a little, and then he kicked Li Jingrong on the butt.

"Why don't you hurry in?"

Li Jingrong was dumbfounded.

"How could he be His Majesty's man? Believe me, when he helped the deposed emperor to punish us, his methods were extremely cruel! He is definitely the deposed emperor's man!"

The captains of the Zhenwu Division kicked him in, cursing.

Zhou Yi bowed to Wen San and thanked him.

"Thank you for your help, Warden."

Wen San patted his shoulder.

"Excuse me, we are all brothers. I can't help Ma Laotou and Tian Laocheng. They are all favorites of the deposed emperor. You are better off. You are just a prisoner. Just continue to be a prisoner in the future."

"Thank you."

"Okay, go get busy first, I have to be busy recently."

Zhou Yi nodded and walked into the cell. Almost all the people he saw were "old friends".

Those officials who had been whipped by him before and had defected to Li Qingxuan couldn't help but glare with anger and curse at him when they saw him walking in leisurely.

"Bastard, if it weren't for you, how could I betray His Majesty and join the deposed emperor?"

"You little brat, you've done me a disservice!"

"You thief, I'll fuck you like a fairy!"

Zhou Yi looked indifferent and called the jailer.

"No need to go through the motions with them. Just use the tiger bench, pepper spray, and branding iron. They won't live long anyway."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone cursed even more fiercely, but soon, there were screams of people crying for their parents, and the prison became extremely lively for a while.

Zhou Yi came to the cell where several old men were imprisoned and found that several old friends who had been promoted had committed suicide by taking poison. He couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

Even the emperor could not avoid surviving the power struggle, so the officials under him were even more victims of power.

If you hold a high position and become the confidant of the previous emperor, you will probably be cut into pieces or executed by slow slicing. Instead of that, it is better to end your own life first and avoid suffering.

This made Zhou Yi secretly swear in his heart that he should be more honest in the future, keep a low profile, and not take a position for himself for no reason, such as the elder of a powerful sect.
Only by having a smaller status and being less noticed can you avoid many troubles.

After instructing the jailer to take the men out for a proper burial, Zhou Yi arrived at the cells of his two old superiors, Ma Guocheng and Tian Wenjing.

The two of them had no idea how many people they had sent away in the prison, and now they themselves had been sent in as well.

As soon as Zhou Yi arrived, he heard Ma Guocheng swearing again.

"Tian Wenjing, what the hell! You are a failed scholar, why are you so proud? If you were capable, why would you be imprisoned? If you have the ability, ask the emperor to spare your life!"

Zhou Yi pushed open the prison door with a creak and looked at the two enemies in silence.

"Prison Chief, Prison Boss, please stop talking."

Ma Guocheng spat.

"If I don't scold this sour scholar, his business will be on the rise, but he is still pissing on me." Tian Wenjing was too lazy to pay attention to him. Zhou Yi took out two big meat buns from his arms for his two old bosses who had served him for more than ten years.

"You two haven't eaten breakfast yet, right? Eat something while it's hot. Come on, eat first."

"I won't eat. I have no appetite."

"If he doesn't eat, I will. This might be the last meal."

Ma Guocheng grabbed it and started chewing it.

Tian Wenjing said:

"Zhou Yi, thank you."

"You're welcome."

"You'd better try not to get involved with us. Our identities are quite sensitive. If someone with ulterior motives targets us at this juncture, you will be in big trouble."

Zhou Yi shrugged.

"It doesn't matter. The new warden is Wen San. With him around, no one will touch me."

Ma Guocheng's mouth suddenly stopped talking, and the bun in his hand didn't seem to smell good anymore.

"Who? Wen San? Did I hear correctly? He became the warden?"

Zhou Yi nodded. Ma Guocheng was silent for a long time and then sighed.

"If I had known this, I would have gone to Beimang with them."

Tian Wenjing sighed.

"This is all fate. No one can predict what will happen tomorrow. One wrong step will lead to an abyss of no return. Unfortunately, you and I have already fallen into the abyss.

Zhou Yi, my wife and children and Lao Ma's were all exiled to the army. I hope you can help us with some connections and make arrangements. I have deposited 1,000 taels of silver at the Dongfeng Bank. You can take it out and keep half for your hard work and the other half to help them make arrangements."

Ma Guocheng moved his lips, wanting to say something but didn't say it, just spoke softly.

"Thanks."

Zhou Yi just smiled indifferently.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

That night, the Sky Prison was once again bombarded by sword light, and the number of prisoners killed, injured, or missing was unknown.

A jailer said that he saw someone escaping and the figure looked very similar to Ma and Tian. However, he choked to death while drinking cold water during his lunch. No one talked about the incident anymore afterwards.

Time flies, and several years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Li Qingyun regained the throne, but died within a year. Some said he was cursed to death by the people, while others said he was killed by the resentful spirits of the 500,000 soldiers.
After Li Qingyun, his son succeeded to the throne, known as Emperor Cheng!

When he first ascended the throne, the countries surrounding Daqian were in turmoil. Several armies marched straight into the capital of Daqian, seemingly attempting to annex this devastated and crumbling dynasty.

I don't know if it was destiny that shouldn't destroy Daqian, but one day, several divine lights descended from the sky, and the Daqian royal family inexplicably made a comeback. With the force of thunder, they wiped out several armies of various countries, and counterattacked until they reached the capitals of various countries, making them unable to raise their heads and almost destroying their country and race.

The historians called this war "Emperor Cheng Li Ting"!
After this battle, Emperor Cheng's prestige in the country reached an unprecedented level.

In the fourth year of Emperor Cheng's reign, the slogan of promoting martial arts training for the entire nation was launched.

The state has opened martial arts schools in various places to teach martial arts, and all children from poor families can participate. The entire country is currently focusing on practice.

Only those who practice spiritual cultivation can pass the imperial examinations and gain fame, and Confucianism seems to have been completely abandoned.

In addition, various professions such as alchemy, talisman, and weapon refining have also sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

The whole world has gradually changed its appearance quietly.
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