After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Since ancient times, princes have had two mothers, one is their biological mother and the other is their wet nurse.

The biological mother is noble, while the wet nurse is lowly, and this has been a rule throughout the dynasties.

The reason is not complicated.

If the prince is raised by his biological mother, after he succeeds to the throne, he will inevitably be intimidated by his mother's majesty and be hesitant, which will lead to the loss of power and interference of foreign relatives in politics.

Having a wet nurse raise the child may alienate the mother-child relationship, and the emperor will make independent decisions to rectify the government.

Secondly, in the deep palace, palace fighting is frequent and thrilling. The biological mothers of the princes are often sentenced to death or sent to the cold palace. If the princes see it with their own eyes, they will inevitably feel resentment towards the ruler, and it is also easy to endanger the prince's life.

Furthermore, due to the competition for favor among concubines in the harem, the biological mother had no time to take on the responsibility of adopting her son.

For all these reasons, the profession of wet nurse came into being.

But as the old saying goes, the grace of giving birth is greater than the grace of raising a child.

The prince left the palace at the age of three and rarely saw his biological mother. His wet nurse stayed with him day and night.

Therefore, the prince's relationship with his wet nurse is much closer than that with his biological mother.

The current prince, a senior carpenter, has a wet nurse named Keshi.

Keshi entered the palace at the age of eighteen. Her appearance remained unchanged for more than ten years. She was charming and beautiful, like a young girl. She lived with the emperor day and night, and they were quite close.

The prince was three years old. It was windy outside. Ke Shi picked up the prince and said, "Don't be afraid, my prince."

The prince is fourteen years old. There is a fire outside. Ke Shi hugs the prince and says, "Don't be afraid, Prince."

When the prince was eighteen, there was thunder in the sky. Keshi hugged the prince and said, "Don't be afraid, Your Majesty."

Because of this relationship, as soon as the prince ascended the throne, and his biological mother had already passed away, the palace became the domain of Keshi alone. She was given the title of "Fengsheng Lady", was granted a marriage with Wei Zhongliang, lived in Xian'an Palace, and took care of the prince's daily life.

The so-called "Dui Shi" refers to a husband-wife relationship, and this is the root of Wei Zhongliang's power in the court.

It is said that Wei Yan has great power in the court and is known as "Nine Thousand Years Old". But that is just a title. Wei Zhongliang dare not take this title. The real Nine Thousand Years Old is Keshi, who is publicly announced as "Nine Thousand Years Old Holy Lady". Wei Zhongxian still has to pay his respects to her every day.

After Ke Shi came to power in the harem, although her appearance remained youthful, she could not resist the butcher knife of time, which cut her again and again.

Not to mention flesh and blood, even a piece of iron can leave marks.

Gaining is exciting, losing is terrifying, and this is why ghosts who peel off the skin of their bodies are flooding the capital.

It's a bit of a pity that the person Qin He burned was just a minion of the skinning ghost. He only knew the general idea behind the skinning of the ghost, but had no idea how the imperial palace colluded with the people who practiced evil magic to divide the spoils.

He also learned some of the inside story by chance.

The person behind this is a man called "Man Gui".

The art of controlling ghosts, the secret method of skinning, and the art of ghost cultivation were all taught by "Man Gui", and every time they contacted each other, it was "Man Gui" who took the initiative to find him.

Although this group of skinning evil people have the support of the imperial palace, they also have a strict organizational network.

After all, no matter what happens, the royal family's reputation must not be damaged.

"when!"

"The time has come, open the door!"

The shadow play ended, a gong sounded, and the voice of the officer on duty was heard outside.

"Stop the furnace." Qin He said to the big turtle.

"Yes, Master."

The big turtle nodded hurriedly and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

No matter how hard we tried, it still couldn't be completely burned.

I am also particular about not burning corpses after the rooster crows. It seems I misunderstood before.

I am actually a very principled person.

As a result, before the fire was extinguished, he saw Qin He pick up a large iron shovel, scoop up the corpse that was not completely burned on the stove, slam it into the urn, and then lift the urn and swing it hard.

The urn disappeared from the smoke exhaust port with a whoosh and turned into a meteor.

A few breaths later, the sound of "splash" falling into the water was heard.

It was thrown into the Grand Canal.

Big Turtle: “*-*”

"What are you standing there for? Put out the fire and cool it down." Qin He saw that the big turtle was stupid again and urged him quickly.

"Yes Yes Yes……"

The big turtle nodded like a chick pecking at rice. The action was done in one go. The furnace was stopped, the fire was extinguished, and the temperature was lowered, and then it flew away.

After the water vapor evaporates, all traces are covered overnight.

Qin He was a little stunned.

I don't understand why this guy becomes doubly agile every time he's distracted.

Is this a hidden skill? Do I need to wait for the cooldown?

baffling.

Without time to pay attention, Qin He lay down on the bed.

This was a very busy night. The physical labor was not a big deal, but it was mainly mental and emotional.

First, the Liang family matter was settled, and I thought it was over, but the ghost who was seeking death came back to peel off the skin.

But the rewards are generous enough.

The skinned minions gave a pretty good skill: "Basic Dreaming"

Elementary dream-making technique: After learning this technique, you can create a dream and make the dream replace reality. Note: The elementary dream-making technique is crude and cannot be used on practitioners or extraordinary people.

To make dreams become reality means to make people think that a dream is something that happened in reality.

It's a bit of a pity that it can't be used on cultivators and extraordinary people. To put it bluntly, it's only effective on ordinary people.

This is Qin He’s first spiritual skill.

"Wow~"

The big iron gate opened and Xu Changshou opened the door.

After cleaning up the scene, the big turtle retreated into the big bucket on time.

Xu Changshou saw Qin He lying on the bed with his chest heaving, obviously asleep. He yawned and turned to open the next crematorium.

Qin He opened his eyes again at this time.

Now that the minions are dead, Ma Tuzi and the new ghost who died unjustly last night can finally rest in peace.

As for the rest, that's it for now.

If there is a chance to catch them, catch a few more minions and burn them. If you can't catch them, just leave it at that.

The imperial palace is guarded by a "Golden Dragon of Fortune" and even he cannot get in.

After sorting out his thoughts, Qin He yawned and fell asleep.

Mind your own business.

In troubled times, everyone should accept their fate.

……

When Qin He woke up, it was already afternoon and dark.

The big turtle said aggrievedly that he was hungry.

Qin He thought about it and realized that he hadn't fed it for a few days. He quickly washed his face and went to buy some steamed buns for it.

But steamed buns are for breakfast, and it’s really hard to buy them in the afternoon.

So Qin He went into the city and after wandering around he finally found a steamed bun shop that was still open.

Just as he was about to greet the boss, a skinny beggar came running over, holding a broken bowl, and bowed to the owner, "Shopkeeper, give me a steamed bun."

"Go away, you stinky beggar. Believe it or not, I will beat you up." The shop owner looked a bit fierce. As soon as he saw that it was a beggar, he raised his fist as if to hit him.

The beggar dodged while saying, "No, shopkeeper, I have money, I have money." After saying that, he shook the broken bowl, and the broken bowl made a clinking sound, and there was a small coin inside.

The shopkeeper's expression softened a bit when he saw this, and he cursed under his breath, "I really don't know which idiot gave you money for all this firewood. You're wasting it."

Then he took the copper coin and threw a mixed flour bun to the beggar.

The beggar picked it up and ran away happily.

The shopkeeper looked at Qin He at this time. Seeing that although Qin He was also wearing coarse linen clothes, he looked clean, he smiled and asked, "Sir, what would you like to order? White flour or mixed flour?"

"I want the copper coin in your hand." Qin He pointed at the shopkeeper's hand.

The shopkeeper was stunned. "Sir, you are such a joke. How can you buy money with money?"

"I'll give you two cents." Qin He said seriously.

"Two cents?"

Seeing that Qin He didn't look like he was joking, the shopkeeper was a little puzzled. He turned the copper coin over in his palm and saw four words printed on it: Tianming Tongbao.

"How?" Qin He asked.

The shopkeeper rolled his eyes and shook his head, "Not for sale."

"Five cents." Qin He raised the price.

The shopkeeper's face became even more suspicious, and this time he shook his head more firmly, and put the copper coin into his pocket as if it were a treasure.

Qin He was helpless and shook his head: "Then give me ten white flour buns."

After a while, ten white flour buns passed through his hands.

The shopkeeper watched Qin He go away. Seeing that there was no one around, he hurriedly took out the copper coin from his pocket and examined it carefully. Greed flashed in his eyes and he muttered, "Is this an antique?"