Mortal Immortal Gourd

Er Gouzi finally put his heart at ease after receiving Ji Cang's promise.

As for the spoils of killing three foundation-building monks, Ji Cang did not take them and gave them directly to Er Gouzi.

Er Gouzi got the benefit and picked a large basket of red peppers and gave them back to Ji Cang.

After a few times of getting along, the atmosphere finally became much more relaxed.

Er Gouzi occasionally got carried away and would hook Ji Cang's shoulder and call him "Brother Ji".

On this day, in the hall of the blue brick house, there were only Ji Cang, Er Gouzi and Sima Yi.

"There was news from the Zhenguo Army that the Anchang County Magistrate in prison was making random accusations and insisted that you two were criminals."

Now that Ji Cang's identity was exposed, he could naturally get all kinds of news at any time through the Zhenguo Army.

"Er Gouzi is fine, it's just a small matter, it's nothing."

"Sima Yi's crime is serious, it has been confirmed as an ironclad case."

Now that the rebellion has been quelled, everything must be back on track. Even if there are some operations behind the scenes, they must follow the rules and laws on the surface.

Officials at the level of county magistrate must be interrogated and convicted before they can be killed, not to mention that the county magistrate has power behind him.

Even if the emperor wants to kill someone, he must first accuse him of a crime, and then kill him legitimately.

So if they want to kill the county magistrate now, the other party will drag Sima Yi into the water.

And Sima Yi's crime is serious, it has been determined long ago.

It is not too much to punish the nine clans for embezzling the relief grain of the court and causing civil unrest.

"I know that I am guilty of a heinous crime, and I am willing to die."

Sima Yi knew that the evidence of his family's embezzlement of disaster relief grain was solid, and it would always be a stain on him and could not be washed away.

"Don't worry, you are at most an accomplice. Ask my master to go around the court, and it can still be covered."

Ji Cang raised his hand to calm Sima Yi's heart.

After this period of contact, he still knows Sima Yi's character very well.

This is a young man with conscience and ambition, who is not stained by mud, which is even more precious.

Thinking back then, the Emperor Shengzu swept across the world, relying on a passion to establish a country for the people of the world.

If the current Great Zhou Dynasty cannot even tolerate a truly kind person, it deserves to be destroyed.

If nothing else, just for Sima Yi's character, he must do his best to save Sima Yi's life.

I hope that Sima Yi will be valued by the court in the future.

If such a person is not valued, who else can be used?

"I will return to the capital in the next two days. We have met. Do you two want to go to the capital with me?"

Since Ji Cang said so, he intends to help them and give them wealth.

You should know that the watchdog of the county magistrate can be majestic when walking on the streets of the county. No dog dares to snatch bones from it, and it only eats hot shit.

As long as the two follow Ji Cang to the capital, even if they only help him to guard the gate, their status will be higher than that of ordinary minor officials.

"I am willing to follow His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi to the capital."

Sima Yi agreed on the spot. This trip was not for glory and wealth, but only to realize his ambitions.

It is difficult for him, a person with a criminal record, to participate in the imperial examination again.

Only by following the Prince of Qi to the capital can this ambition be realized.

After so many setbacks, his family was broken up, and he himself was also wrongly treated, making himself neither a human nor a ghost.

But his original intention had never wavered.

As a doctor, he wanted to treat the seriously ill Great Zhou Dynasty.

Either the Great Zhou Dynasty would survive, or he would die.

Ji Cang nodded, Sima Yi's choice was not beyond his expectations.

At this time, he looked at Er Gouzi again.

"What about you?"

Er Gouzi scratched his head, it was really difficult to make a decision.

He was just an ordinary farmer who grew up eating pig food, but he didn't have the arrogance of a big goose.

The wealth and glory that Sima Yi and Ji Cang looked down on, and the money that his master regarded as dirt, these were his favorites.

Every day, he ate with a golden bowl like a county magistrate, eating well, drinking well, and wearing good clothes.

At night, he rinsed his mouth with honey water, and then hugged his beautiful wife to sleep.

Such a good life is something I want in my dreams.

If I can cultivate one or two more immortal skills, it would be even better.

"Brother Ji, I'm curious to ask, will you inherit the throne in the future?"

Er Gouzi is not just curious. If Ji Cang can become the emperor in the future, he will definitely hold on to this thigh without any hesitation.

When I brag to others in the future, I must say that the emperor is my brother Ji.

We have eaten together, drank together, and fought side by side.

"My father is in his prime. He is only over 18 years old. It is too early to pass on the throne."

"And my father has a total of 99 sons. The oldest is more than 1,000 years old. I am the youngest and only in my 20s."

"With 98 brothers in front, it will never be my turn anyway."

Ji Cang said this and could only smile bitterly in his heart.

He is ranked 99th, only in his 20s, and has just established his foundation. It is nothing more than his father loves him more, so some people are worried that he will compete for the succession.

This time he and his master were assassinated on the way, although there is no conclusive evidence.

But he can roughly guess that it should be one of his brothers who sent someone to do it.

In the past 10,000 years, the royal family of the Great Zhou has never had any family affection.

In order to compete for interests, parents, brothers, and husbands and wives may turn against each other.

Last time, Er Gouzi learned that Sima Yi was in trouble, and he rode a big goose to the cult cave to save people without hesitation.

He really envied these two people at that time. This kind of pure friendship without interests may be something he will never get in his life.

Er Gouzi heard that Ji Cang could not inherit the throne, and he was very disappointed. In the future, he could not brag to others that he knew the emperor.

He felt that Ji Cang's ambition was still not enough.

At the same time, he carefully weighed the pros and cons in his heart.

His idea was relatively simple. If Ji Cang could become the emperor in the future, at least he could protect himself.

Those officials were full of tricks. Any casual words or small actions had profound meanings in them.

Er Gouzi was still a little self-aware of his own tricks. How could he figure it out?

He was definitely not as good as those officials.

Rather than being played by others and then getting hurt, it was better to be honest and plant.

Besides, there are many masters in the capital, and he can be easily discovered by planting with gourds.

After thinking about it, it is best to go to a remote area like Shexi.

If it were not for this turmoil, even the foundation-building cultivators would not be seen at ordinary times, so it is the safest.

"Forget it, I won't go."

"You won't go?"

Sima Yi and Ji Cang were a little surprised, such a good opportunity.

"I won't go. There are so many people and so many fields in Shexi Village. I can't bear to leave!"

"Spring plowing will start soon. If we sow seeds now, we can harvest at least a few stones of grain in autumn."

"No matter what, people have to eat, and growing grain is the right way."

Er Gouzi said this, not just for fun, he really thought so.

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