So what if I traveled through time? I'll continue to roll in another place

It was extremely quiet all around, with only the low crackling sound of burning fat being heard. The smell of burning meat filled the air. If it were the old him, he would have vomited violently.

But now he has seen such scenes too many times, his nerves have long been numb, and there is only one thought left in his mind - to find the culprit and avenge Jiashu.

Zhou Yao quietly groped his way out from the pile of dead bodies, crouched down and ran into the nearby woods.

It must be said that Jiashu is a brave and resourceful brother. The experience of this night has made him guess that Duan Pengjing, the censor of Xijiang Road, must be unreliable.

He insisted that it was a flood in his hometown. He met a young man who fell into the water. He saw that the young man had a handsome face and looked like someone who had lost his way from a wealthy family and must have quite a lot of money. So he killed him, took his luggage and fled all the way to Shunzhou.

After squandering all his valuables, he was left with only his official uniform seal. Thinking that he had studied in a private school for a few days and knew a few words, he wanted to try his luck in the government office, hoping that he might be able to cheat his way into a minor official position.

He spoke with certainty, and his description of the man's appearance and age was almost accurate. He also described in great detail where he was killed and where the body was found.

As for his own identity, he just made up a dead person he met on the way to escape. He claimed to be Liu San from Xianshan Village, Daoning County, Jiangzhou. Everything was reasonable and logical, and there was no flaw even if investigated.

Duan Pengjing thought that the disaster in Jiangzhou was serious, with corpses everywhere, and the road to Shunzhou was full of starving people. Zhou Yao, a mere scholar, should not have such a fate. The official uniform was tattered and stained with mud and blood, so Zhou Yao must have died. So he directly sent Jiashu to the Shunzhou government office for trial on the charge of deliberately killing an official appointed by the court.

Someone else was sent to deliver this set of official uniform to Pan Xu, the governor of Jiangzhou, so that he could confirm Zhou Yao's death. Even if there were any storms later, it could be regarded as "impersonation".

This is how the incident happened when Xiao Yueshan was at the Zhou family, when Lord Pan brought back Lord Zhou's clothes and informed them of Zhou Yao's death. The Zhou family wanted to build a cenotaph for Zhou Yao, but the original owner fainted in the hall.

After hearing about Zhou Yao's experience, Xiao Yueshan felt terrified. She thought she had experienced a very dangerous life after traveling through time, but she didn't expect that she was very lucky to travel through time as an official's wife. If she really traveled through time as a low-class commoner, she would have already become a skeleton on the road full of starving people, and food for hungry cats and dogs.

In the cruelty of the world, any so-called wisdom, education and knowledge are so pale and powerless.

She listened quietly. The candle on the table went out completely, leaving only the man's calm narration, as if he was telling a creepy horror story.

With Jiashu in prison, Zhou Yao was completely alone, and the censor of Xijiang Road was probably unreliable.

He couldn't figure out whether the risk of murdering the Censor was greater or being impeached for embezzling grain.

In modern society, corruption and bribery are usually punished by imprisonment, and there is no need to kill them all. But if you murder a dispatched official, it is a serious crime against the central government, and no normal person would choose this.

He was undecided, not knowing whether to seek refuge with the original owner's best friend according to the information provided by Jiashu, or to conduct an in-depth investigation into what the original owner had discovered.

After wandering the streets of Shunzhou for a few days, he found that it was impossible for him to complete the investigation task alone. At the same time, the Shunzhou government sentenced Jiashu to beheading and imprisonment, and the trial result had been submitted to the Ministry of Justice for review. He would be executed as early as the autumn.

He thought that only by reinstating his official position could he rescue this loyal and righteous partner as soon as possible, so he set off immediately and rushed to Qingzhou, which was under the jurisdiction of Dongting Prefecture that Jiashu told him about.

The Huchu Dao Supervisory Censor was stationed in Qingzhou. Peng Zhen, the Supervisory Censor, was Zhou Yao's senior in the Imperial College, and the two were quite close. Jiashu mentioned that Peng Zhen's sister married Xiao Yueshan's second brother, and the two families were considered relatives and should be reliable, so he could be asked to contact the Right Censor Zhao Congjian in the capital.

This Lord Zhao has a very distinguished background. He was born into the Yunyuan Zhao family, and his ancestors had five imperial tutors. His grandfather, Zhao Wenzhan, served as prime minister and the crown prince's tutor, and was awarded the title of Shangzhuguo and posthumously named Wenzheng. He was the teacher most respected by the late emperor. His father, Zhao Lingji, was the Minister of Personnel and the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, and was one of the four regents appointed by the late emperor. His mother was from the royal family, the eldest daughter of Duke Weiguo and Princess Kangjing.

Lord Zhao hates evil the most. Although he comes from a prominent family, he is approachable and does not use his family background to bully his colleagues. His rank is not very high, but his character and background are enough to make him quite prestigious in the court.

In particular, he admired Zhou Yao, a young and capable subordinate. If he could seek protection from Lord Zhao, he should be able to save his life, expose the crimes of the Jiangzhou prefect and others, and help Jiashu overturn the case.

When Zhou Yao thought of this, a little hope was rekindled in his heart, and he rushed to Gyeongju day and night.

He had no money to hire a car or a horse, so he could only rely on his own feet to travel. When he was at home, he and Xiao Yueshan finished reading the Water Margin together. At that time, he only thought that the stories of heroes encountering thieves and bandits were wonderful, but he didn't expect that he would suffer so much when he experienced them himself.

Fortunately, he studied water conservancy and visited many projects during his master's and doctoral studies. Most water conservancy projects are developed in mountains and wilderness, and he has some experience in finding directions and roads here. Worried about Jiashu's safety, he walked very fast without caring about the blisters on his feet that were forming and breaking.

He was poor and smelly, and had no money to stay in a hotel, but he did not encounter any thieves or robbers, or human meat bun shops. The road from Sunju to Gyeongju was lush with water and grass, and the people were simple and honest. He finally arrived in Gyeongju by eating wild vegetables and receiving help from the villagers.

When he inquired about the residence of the Imperial Censor, Zhou Yao was exhausted and had no time to conduct any more experiments. He fainted at the doorstep of Peng Zhen's house holding the official seal. He just took a gamble and thought that God would not be so unkind to him.

When the housekeeper of the Peng residence saw the ragged and skinny man holding the official seal of the Censor of Xijiang Province, he was shocked and quickly asked the servant to carry him to the inner room and report to Lord Peng without delay.

When Peng Zhen heard that the Censor of Xijiang Province had guessed what had happened, he hurried back home to meet the man.

The housekeeper had ordered the servant to fetch water and wash the man from head to toe several times, change him into clean clothes, tidy him up and set out food.

After traveling through time for so long, Zhou Yao finally looked like a human being. He ate the hot food and was so excited that he almost cried.

"Xuan Hui, is that you?" Peng Zhen had already dismissed his attendants and rushed to the side room where Zhou Yao was.

"That's right, Brother Jiuling." He stood up and bowed quickly. Peng Zhen, courtesy name Jiuling, was ranked 45th in the third class of the imperial examination in the 34th year of Guangyong. He was granted the title of Jinshi and was awarded the title of Hanlin Academy Scholar.

Zhou Yao, whose courtesy name was Xuanhui, ranked eleventh in the second class of the imperial examination in the thirty-seventh year of Guangyong, one year before the death of the previous emperor. He was granted the status of a Jinshi and was selected as a Hanlin Academy student.

Both of them had studied under Xiao Zheng, the director of the Imperial Academy, and later assisted Li Jing, the attendant scholar, in giving lectures at the Imperial Academy. When Peng Zhen came to Beijing, Li Jing hosted them to meet. Peng Zhen was the elder brother-in-law of Zhou Yao's second uncle, so they were brothers in a family relationship. This layer of relationship made the two of them more closely connected.

During the days and nights of fleeing together, Jiashu had told Zhou Yao everything he knew, and now he was able to get into the role somewhat.