Traveling through time and space and becoming a deposed prince, he just wants to survive!

Transmigrating into the body of a destitute prince was a huge joke in itself, not to mention that he was lying in a coffin...

Zhao Sheng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

What made him feel even more helpless was the servant in front of him.

This man was named Li Fu. He was originally a eunuch who worked with his mother. Because of his simple character, he was assigned by the emperor to serve Zhao Sheng after his mother's repeated requests.

Born into a royal family, he has no one around him who cares for him and may die at any time. As Zhao Sheng's mother, this is the only thing she can do for her son.

"Sixth Prince, I think it would be best if you didn't come out."

The coffin inside had been pried open halfway. Li Fu stuck his head in and said meaningfully.

Zhao Sheng really wanted to know the deeper meaning of Li Fu's words. Is there anything taboo about coming out of this coffin?

"Eunuch Li, I want to know why this is happening."

"Your Highness, if you come out, will the Second Prince let you go? Besides, there are guards outside your mansion, do you think you can get out?"

After listening to Li Fu's analysis, Zhao Sheng felt that it made a lot of sense. If Zhao Wei knew about this, he would definitely not survive the next moment.

Li Fu took some cakes from the tribute and handed them to Zhao Sheng who was lying in the coffin, and said carefully.

"Your Highness, please eat something first. Now that you have been demoted to a commoner, you can just lie down in peace. I will find someone to drag you out of the palace as soon as possible tomorrow. Then I will find a way to get you out."

Li Fu spoke in a very low voice and looked around from time to time, as if he was worried that someone outside might hear him.

Although Li Fu is a trustworthy person, there are too many variables in this world.

It’s not that I don’t trust Li Fu.

What if Zhao Wei plays some evil trick and kills Li Fu tomorrow, and I am buried in the ground then? There would be no one to help me, and I might die again.

He also didn't know whether he could travel back after dying again.

After thinking about it, I decided to give up. In the future, I will be blown to pieces and I will be a useless person when I go back!

"Eunuch Li, I think what you said makes sense, but I still want to come out and discuss it with you."

Mr. Zhao thought that he had to get out first and then find a way to cover up the matter.

You have to know that on the day of the funeral, someone came to perform an autopsy. If there was no one inside, it would definitely be unacceptable.

Li Fu looked outside. It was already dark. The man in front of him didn't have many friends. If he came out for some fresh air, no one would probably notice him.

So, he opened the coffin and let Zhao Sheng out...

When Zhao Sheng was pulled out of the coffin, he saw how simple the house was, covered only with a few pieces of white cloth. The faint candlelight and the green smoke from the yellow paper made it look particularly gloomy.

"Are you the only one in the palace?" Zhao Sheng asked carefully, listening to the sounds outside from time to time.

He must be extremely cautious at this moment. There are countless people in the palace who are hoping for his death. In the future, he will be on the edge of an abyss and walking on thin ice. At this moment, he must first figure out his situation and who can help him.

Li Fu said, "Your Highness, after you fainted, all the maids and servants in the palace were transferred away by Chief Steward Ma, leaving me alone to take care of your funeral."

"Eunuch Ma?" A flattering face quickly appeared in Zhao Sheng's mind. He was the chief eunuch in the palace and had no mercy on the original owner.

"Yes!" Li Fu thought he was being asked and answered casually.

"My mother didn't come to see me?" Zhao Sheng thought, since he was dead, his biological mother would definitely come to visit him.

"Your mother was banished to the cold palace after your accident. Even if she wanted to come, she couldn't do anything. Besides, she didn't know anything about your accident."

After hearing what Eunuch Li said, Zhao Sheng thought so too. The palace was very complicated, and the less his mother knew, the better.

"Eunuch Li Fu, I'm worried about one thing. I'm afraid the Second Prince won't let you go either!"

Mr. Zhao expressed his concerns. Given Zhao Wei's ruthlessness, it would be difficult for him to let go of those involved afterwards.

"Your Highness's concerns are not unreasonable, but someone has to take care of your funeral. We can't just leave it here in the mansion and let it stink!"

"Smelly?" When Zhao Sheng heard this, an idea came to his mind.

"Eunuch Li, how about we do this, and then that..."

The autumn in the Great Zhou Dynasty should have been clear and crisp with light clouds and gentle breezes.

However, this year's autumn weather is unusually hot, as if the aftermath of midsummer has not yet dissipated.

The entire ancient capital city was shrouded in this hot weather, and people were looking forward to a cool autumn rain that could dispel the unbearable heat.

A day or two passed, and Zhao Sheng's coffin was nailed tightly and left in the mourning hall with no one paying attention to it.

"What does Li Fu do for a living? He just leaves the coffin in the mansion and doesn't even find someone to bury it?"

The guards guarding the door seemed to have smelled a foul odor. Anyone who had fought in a war knew where the odor came from.

"Should we report this to the palace supervisor? If we leave it out for another day in this heat, maggots will probably crawl out of it."

Another guard soldier said.

"What's going on? We have to guard a dead person. Are we afraid he'll run away?"

The more they talked about it, the more disgusted they felt. After discussing it, the guards finally found Li Fu.

"Eunuch Li, why haven't you buried the Sixth Prince yet?"

"According to etiquette, the coffin must be kept for seven days. His Highness is now a commoner, so he needs three days. But where should he be buried? The imperial mausoleum is definitely not an option. I've searched for other places, but no one wants to go through the trouble."

"Oh no! What's the point of following the etiquette? Just bury it now! It already smells!"

"It's only been two days. Tomorrow, I'll go ask Manager Ma."

Li Fu smiled secretly. Yesterday he went to the market and bought some pig offal, wrapped it in cloth and put it in the coffin. He also made a human face out of flour and put it inside.

We fished out hundreds of maggots from the toilet and put them in the coffin. After a day of fermentation, do you think it wouldn't stink?

Manager Ma soon learned about this and asked a eunuch curiously.

"This corpse transformation is too fast!"

"Head Steward, I heard that the Sixth Prince's brains have all leaked out. If that's the case, it's going to stink!"

When Manager Ma heard this, he believed it was true and ran to report to the Second Prince.

"Your Highness, the guards said it's infested with maggots, and several are crawling out of it."

Zhao Wei nearly vomited his overnight meal after hearing what Ma Zongguan described. He roared, "You told me about this? Then why don't you find someone to carry him out and bury him!"

Manager Ma received the order and sent a young eunuch to convey the message and immediately find a place to bury the body.

That afternoon, passers-by covered their mouths and noses as they saw a carriage dragging a coffin out of the city gate. A pit was dug in a mass grave and the coffin of the sixth prince was buried there.

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According to historical records, "In the second year of the Daoming reign, there was a severe drought in the south, all crops were gone, many people fled, and hunger led to epidemics, with twelve or thirteen people dying."

Zhao Sheng first wore eunuch's clothes and guarded the palace gate all night. At three quarters after yin, the palace gate opened. He took the opportunity to slip out, then changed his clothes and hired a carriage to leave the city.

Zhao Sheng, fleeing the capital, got off the train and headed north on foot. Passing through Hebei Road, he encountered nothing but refugees. They were all lifeless, with no sign of life left, like the walking dead.

The fields were dry and barren, the crops had long since withered, and not even a few weeds were visible. The bark on the trees had been stripped clean, and even if a fly flew by, someone would be eager to catch and eat it.

Zhao Sheng was wearing tattered clothes, with a short blade in his arms and a few baked buns hidden in his bag.

He seemed to have a belt around his waist, but in fact it was wrapped with broken silver and gold leaves, which were the savings accumulated by Li Fu in the palace.

After a long journey along the mountain, he was so thirsty that there was not a drop of water left in his skin.

At this time, he saw a family at the foot of the mountain, who seemed to be cooking porridge. It looked like a family, an elderly couple with a pair of children.