On the eve of the winter solstice in the 29th year of Zhengde.

Midnight time.

Chang'an City, in the Youning Courtyard of Zongzheng Temple on the outskirts of the city.

Zhao Shou squatted on the threshold of the door, holding a long withered stick that he found somewhere in his hand.

His eyes were fixed on the two people wearing bright light armor outside the door.

It seemed as if only the two Mingguang soldiers from the palace made the slightest move.

He would risk his life to give the person in the room a chance to escape.

Even if the wooden stick is against the sword, even if it is like a mantis' arm blocking a cart, he will never take a step back.

Time passed minute by minute.

It's half past midnight.

A strange wind suddenly blew up in the sky on the outskirts of Chang'an City.

Half an hour later, the strange wind stopped.

Dots of silvery flowers slowly descended from the sky.

Zhao Shou rubbed his sore eyes and looked at the fleeting Yinhua in disbelief.

"Snowing?"

Zhao Shou stood up and walked quickly to the courtyard, threw away the stick, and stretched out his hands to receive the gift from heaven.

Feel the little bits of silver melting in the palm of your hand.

An indescribable smile instantly bloomed on his tired face.

"Master Liu! It's snowing!"

"It's snowing, Master Liu! Master Liu! It's really snowing!"

"Hahahahahahaha it's snowing, it's snowing!"

He ignored the strange look in Soldier Mingguang's eyes.

Zhao Shou, crying with joy, stumbled into the door.

"Creak." A sound.

Before Zhao Shou could knock on the door, someone opened the door from the inside.

"Sixth Master, it's snowing, wuwuwu."

Looking at the thin-faced Xu Yi in the room, Zhao Shou couldn't help crying.

"Okay, I understand, go back and rest."

Xu Yi, who was wearing a black robe and with a face as pale as snow, gently patted Zhao Shou on the shoulder.

Xu Yi and Zhao Shou have been dependent on each other for three years since they came to this world.

The two are called master and servant, but in fact they are as close as brothers.

And Zhao Shou was the only property left to him by his mother, Empress Zhao, whom he had never met.

In the spring of the 21st year of Zhengde's reign, Emperor Zhengde suddenly felt unwell.

After leaving Chang'an and going to Ganquan Palace to recuperate, the former prince Xu An was ordered to supervise the country.

In April of that year, Emperor Zhengde's dragon body deteriorated, and his close minister Jiang Qijin suggested that it was caused by witchcraft.

Emperor Zhengde ordered Jiang Qi to return to Chang'an City to investigate the witchcraft incident.

In June of that year, after two months of planning.

Jiang Qi, a close minister, showed his ferocious fangs and aimed directly at the former prince Xu An, with whom he had always been at odds.

At this point, the witchcraft case broke out in full force.

In order to protect himself, the former prince Xu An sent troops to kill Jiang Qi.

After that, the situation completely got out of control.

It was December.

The witchcraft case lasted for half a year, causing rivers of blood to flow in Chang'an City and the deaths of more than 10,000 people.

It ended with Jiang Qi being killed, and the former prince Xu An and his biological mother, Queen Zhao, hanging themselves.

Emperor Zhengde returned to the court and vigorously purged the so-called princelings.

The sixth prince Xu Yi, who is the same mother as the prince, had just turned ten when the witchcraft case broke out.

In addition, His Highness the King of Jin, who has guarded the Western Regions for twenty years, vowed to protect us to the death.

This saved him from death.

However, death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided.

In the winter of the 21st year of Zhengde, the sixth prince Xu Yi was taken into custody in Youningyuan of Zongzheng Temple.

In the winter of the twenty-sixth year of Zhengde's reign, the sixth prince Xu Yi, who had been under house arrest for five years, found himself on a snowy winter night.

Ended in depression.

In the twenty-first century of another time and space, Xu Yi, who was devastated by good fortune and died suddenly, unexpectedly succeeded the prince Xu Yi, who died in depression on Saturday.

He became the sixth prince of the Zhou Dynasty who was not found in any history books of later generations.

"No, I'm not tired. I don't need to go back to rest."

"The weather is very cold, Master Liu, so you should go back to the bedroom to rest early."

"The Sixth Master of the Zhao Shou Gang is here to watch. No one can even think of stepping into this threshold."

Zhao Shou wiped the snot from his face and glanced fiercely at the two Mingguang soldiers outside the door.

Immediately, he carefully tried to push Xu Yi into the bedroom.

"It's snowing heavily, so the rumors in the market have been disproven. Okay, I already have dark circles under my eyes. Go back and get some rest."

Xu Yi shook his head and slowly pushed Zhao Shou out of the room.

"Then Mr. Liu, please go back quickly."

"If anything happens at night, just say hello loudly."

"Even if I risk my life, I, Zhao Shou, will not let others step into this door."

Seeing Xu Yi's insistence, Zhao Shou had no choice but to retreat silently.

After retreating to a place where Xu Yi couldn't see him, Zhao Shou stopped.

Hiding in the darkness, his eyes were fixed on the two bright light soldiers at the door.

After bidding farewell to Zhao Shou.

Xu Yi was not in a hurry to return to the bedroom.

Staring at the ground outside the door that had been covered with a light layer of silver for some time.

He spread his arms and took a deep breath of the cold air outside the door.

The cold air reached Xu Yi's heart and silently eliminated any trace of irritability and anger in Xu Yi's heart.

In the first half year of becoming the sixth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Xu Yi once lamented the days when he didn't have to enjoy blessings, put out his hands for clothes, and open his mouth for food.

Apart from not being able to step out of the courtyard, there doesn't seem to be anything unacceptable.

However, just half a year later, Xu Yi understood why the original owner died in depression.

There are no mobile phones, no friends, and even the scope of living can only be carried out in this small courtyard of five or six acres.

This kind of life lasted for five years, and during these five years, the aloof emperor never thought of summoning him.

His name was never even mentioned.

In this kind of environment, anyone would probably end up depressed.

Half a year after arriving in the Zhou Dynasty, Xu Yi had to pass the boring and boring time by reading like crazy.

I don't know if it's the fusion of two souls or the sequelae of traveling across time and space.

After studying, Xu Yi soon discovered his own abnormality.

That is, once any book passes through his hands and he studies it carefully, the entire content of the book will appear in his mind.

Word-for-word accuracy is no longer enough to describe Xu Yi's memory.

It's just like copying and pasting with annotations.

If that's all, forget it. The strange thing is that even if the knowledge learned by another soul in another time and space has been forgotten for many years, as long as there is an opportunity, it will reappear in the mind and be remembered deeply.

It is so profound that all the details of some documentaries will emerge accurately.

In addition, Xu Yi also discovered a problem, that is, his body strength has been infinitely enhanced.
To be continued...