I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

"This is the Taiyin Pill I practiced when I was bored. After taking it, I can directly ascend to the Golden Immortal Realm."

"As a ghost in the world, if you don't have the corresponding strength, you will be laughed at by others."

"Thank you sir."

Although I don't know what level the Golden Immortal is, but it is definitely not an ordinary thing that can be taken out by the Yin Tianzi.

The old man gave another salute excitedly, and saw that the Yin Tianzi had turned around and was sitting on the giant stone mountain fishing again, so he slowly retreated to the door, turned and left.

When the old man turned around, Tianzi Yin turned to look at the door and smiled slightly.

"It's interesting, it's really interesting. It's really interesting to change your fate against the sky, disrupt the long river of time, and you can't find out who it is."

"Meet the World Lord!"

The old man who had just walked out of Tianzi Yin's residence here had not yet greeted Judge Cui who was waiting outside, when Judge Cui suddenly bowed his hands to him.

"Your Majesty, what is this?"

The old man was startled, and quickly moved away.

Judge Cui smiled slightly upon seeing this.

"You are a ghost and god, and your rank is half a rank higher than the palace kings. I am a small judge. When I see you, I see the Shangguan. Naturally, I have to pay my respects."

"I really can't bear it. You and my father are good friends, and you are the ancestors of my human race. If you do this, you will be insulting me. As for the level, it is just to fool outsiders, and it will not affect the relationship between us."

The old man who has just taken over a world and is now in need of help from a friend will naturally not put on airs.

He heard what his father said.

Although the entire Netherworld is ruled by Emperor Yin, it is actually divided into many yamen. Although each yamen also has ranks, they do not belong to each other at all.

No matter how high your level is, as long as you haven't reached the peak levels, it's not a yamen who says no to you, and you won't like you, and you can't do anything to others.

So in Netherworld, rank is just a judgment of status, and true getting along depends on interests and friendship.

Although it is said that there are no friends in the officialdom, it is only because there are only a few decades in life, and some accidents happen in the middle, and people say that they will be gone.

But it's different in Netherworld.

As long as you work as a job post and don't make any major mistakes, thousands of years and tens of thousands of years are short periods of time.

So working in such a place for a long time, the interests and friendship are highlighted.

But at the same time, the old man was also a little curious.

I haven't spoken yet when I come out, how does the other party know that I have become a ghost in the world? Could it be that the other party can see through my heart.

Thinking of this, the old man felt a little bitter.

Sure enough, in this kind of practice world, it is the most annoying, the strength is low, and there is no secret at all.

Noticing the old man's expression, Judge Cui asked suspiciously first.

"What's wrong with you, why are you still frowning when you become a ghost in the world?"

The old man sighed and said with a wry smile: "Pan Cui was joking, can't you see through my heart? I frown because I found that in this kind of world, those with low strength can't hide secrets at all."

Cui Pan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and pointed at the old man.

"You think highly of me too. I don't have the ability to see through other people's hearts. Look at your clothes."

Hearing the words, the old man lowered his head and looked, only then did he notice that the brocade uniform on his body was gone, replaced by a mysterious official uniform full of mysterious runes.

It wasn't until now that he realized that he had thought too much just now.

Good guy, I was bitten by a snake once, and I was afraid of well ropes for ten years.

Having been seen through the heart by a person, whoever he looks at now feels that the other person can know the secret in his heart.

"Okay, let's not bother Jun Shang here, let's go back, I guess your father should be in a hurry."

Seeing that the old man was a little embarrassed, Judge Cui laughed and dragged the old man back.

Lao Zhu, who was waiting at Magistrate Cui's mansion, was just like her husband outside the delivery room, circling anxiously.

Although his son has a chance to become a ghost, this is just his guess.

What job the Yin Tianzi will give his son depends entirely on the mood of the other party.

So before the dust settles, any guesses and assumptions are just castles in the air.

"Father, we're back."

Just when Lao Zhu was circling anxiously, almost crushing the floor of the judge's hall, the voice he was expecting finally sounded outside the door.

Hearing his son's voice, Lao Zhu looked over nervously.

When he saw the official uniform his son was wearing, Lao Zhu suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly.

"Li Shimin, little Liu Pei, prepare the tea, I'm coming, hahaha..."

Chapter 394: The old man's last wish

"Kalala...Kalala..."

The sound of the opening of the mechanism sounded, waking up the half-dead person lying in the cell.

Everyone looked up in a daze, looking at the direction the voice came from, wondering how the door that would not be opened all year would open at this time.

"Tap tap..."

There was a sound of slow footsteps, and through the faint light, they vaguely saw three people slowly moving forward.

The figure walking in front was wearing white filial piety and was holding a tray in his hand.

What was on the tray, they couldn't see clearly, but from the smell of the dirty air, they guessed that it should be a delicious meal.

Anyone on the road yet?

This is the first thought on everyone's mind.

The people locked here are all people who are not allowed to die.

It's not that I don't want to kill them, but that killing them is too cheap for them. Only such endless darkness and endless torture are the most severe punishment for them.

For people like them, death is an easy relief.

"It's the prince!"

I don't know who let out a low cry, and there was chaos in the cell.

The death row prisoners who were lying on the wet and cold ground quickly got up from the ground, rushed to the fence and knelt down.

"His Royal Highness, I beg you, give the guilty minister a good time!"

"His Royal Highness, please, as long as I can die, I will do anything."

There were cries of begging and ferocious kowtows again and again.

They don't beg for mercy, they just want a quick death.

Although the crimes they committed may go to the 18th hell, but the death row at the bottom of Jinyiwei is more terrifying than the 18th hell.

The forward pace didn't stop, the young man holding the tray didn't even look at the sides, and walked to the deepest step by step.

"Shut up, if you dare to speak again, the punishment will be doubled!"

Although in the eyes of others, the young man did not stop, but Ji Gang, who was following the young man, clearly saw that His Highness the Crown Prince in front stopped slightly.

The condemned prisoners who were praying loudly and kowtow heard the demon's voice and trembled in fear. They threw themselves on the ground and dared not move, let alone speak.

Ji Gang is in Jinyiwei Prison, that is the existence of Lord Yan.

If it is said who is the god outside, everyone may say the emperor, or they may say it is God.

However, in Jinyiwei Prison, if someone asks who is the god here?

Everyone would answer Ji Gang without hesitation.

This commander of Jinyiwei, who has gone through two dynasties, maybe even three dynasties, is more terrifying than death in Jinyiwei.

After walking through the cells where these important death row prisoners were held, they walked through several passages, and the three of them came to the well again.

"You all go down!"

After walking in, Zhu Zhangui in filial piety stopped.

Ji Gang, who was following behind, waved at the Jinyiwei guards who saluted Zhu Zhangui, and drove them all out.

"Your Highness! Would you like the two of us to accompany you down?"

After everyone left, Ji Gang closed the door leading to the outside, and softly asked Zhu Zhangui who had no expression on his face.

"No, you two stay here, he can't hurt me, and he won't hurt me."

Zhu Zhangui replied calmly, and walked towards the dry well where Hu Yu had already built a ladder.

This is one and a half months after the old man passed away.

The old man died, and his body could not be left outside for a long time. After simply arranging the next battle, Zhu Zhangui handed over the army to Zhang Fu.

He, his two uncles, his younger brother Zhu Zhanji, and a group of veterans escorted the old man back to Peiping by airship.

The next thing is to be busy for a long time. Zhu Zhangui numbs himself with various things every day, hoping that this can alleviate the grief in his heart.

It wasn't until everything stabilized and the date of the old man's funeral was set that Zhu Zhangui came to Jinyiwei Prison to do one last thing for his grandfather.

"When did you leave?"

Just as Zhu Zhangui's feet touched the ground, the old monk who reached out to take the tray in Zhu Zhangui's hand asked with a sigh.

"A month and a half ago, I slept with a smile on my face."

After receiving the tray, Zhu Zhangui walked to the table that the old monk had prepared earlier, put the tray on it, and took off the cover to reveal the contents inside.

A plate of West Lake vinegar fish, a bowl of Yangchun noodles, and a carved jug.

"That's good. There's no suffering if you don't have anything to do. It's not like your grandpa, who is always sick and suffers a lot when he leaves."

The old monk helped Zhu Zhangui arrange the dishes, and nodded with a smile.

"Indeed, except for a little cold and cough, everything else is fine. He just had a banquet before he left."

"Hehe, that's better, I won't be hungry on the way."

"Who cooked this fish? It's delicious!"

"My mother made it. She said that you like this dish. Today, I cooked it myself. The fish was transported by air from the West Lake. Oh, air transport is an airship, a kind of flying tool in Ming Dynasty."

"Well, I've heard of the fast one, but unfortunately I haven't sat in it before."

"Try it, my mother also asked me to tell you that I haven't made this dish for a long time, it's a bit raw, please don't mind."

"Hahaha, I haven't broken the vow to eat meat for a long time. Even if it is tasteless, I still cherish the deliciousness in my mouth."

The old monk was no longer reserved, picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks, dipped it in some sauce, and put it in his mouth.

His eyes were slightly closed, his mouth chewed lightly, and the beard on his chin danced lightly as he chewed.

Zhu Zhangui took out the handkerchief next to him, and helped the old monk wipe off the sauce dripping on his beard.

The old monk didn't refuse either. He nodded in relief and exclaimed, "It's delicious!" Then he picked up the Yangchun noodles next to him, and ate a mouthful of fish meat and noodles.

The fish is a very large one, and the noodles are also a very large bowl.

The old monk had a great appetite, and the bowl of noodles was drained quickly, and there was only a pile of bones left in the fish. He even ate up the fish head, chewed everything that could be chewed, and swallowed it in pieces.

"call!"

Taking the handkerchief from Zhu Zhangui's hand, the old monk wiped his mouth and exhaled.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. It's been a long time since I've had such a delicious meal."

"I remember the last time, it was the penultimate time I had dinner with grandpa."

"The old man has a big problem with eating. He likes to bark his mouth, step on the stool with his feet, and likes to pick his teeth with his fingers from time to time."

"At that time, I loved cleanliness, and I was also obsessed with cleanliness. I always felt that grandpa was so impolite and dirty."

"But I'm afraid of him, and I don't dare to say it, so I can only endure all this."

"Later, I got used to it as time went by. It was the penultimate time I had dinner with him. At that time, he was already seriously ill and couldn't see."

"He didn't let the eunuch feed him, but asked me to feed him. After eating, he couldn't eat anymore, and said he wanted to listen to me."