Chapter 825 - 825: Defeat!

Chapter 825: Defeat!

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

A City.

Zhou Zicheng received a history book in prison.

Everything that was handed to the prisoners had to be checked by the prison gnards

At this moment, the two prison guards were wearing white cotton gloves and flipping through the history book page by page to see if there was any compartment.

[ “High School History (Volume 1)” ]

“I’ve been a prison guard for so many years. I’ve seen all kinds of things sent in, but I’ve never seen a history book.”

“Moreover, it’s a history book for highschool freshmen. At this age...lt can’t be that he’s going to take the adult college entrance examination, right?”

The two prison guards looked at each other. They couldn’t figure out the reason, so they checked even more carefully.

After that, nothing was found out, and the book was handed over to Zhou Zicheng in good condition.

During this period of time, he had been living in the prison ward and could not get out of bed for a year.

The only thing that could still move around was his eyeballs.

When he saw the book, even his eyeballs couldn’t move!

These few days, his mind was muddled, and a part of his memories seemed to be erased.

Before the memories could be reassembled, the history book was delivered to him.

He couldn’t move his hands, so he asked the doctor to help him.

He had a bad reputation in prison, and for some reason, this situation had become more obvious recently. The doctor usually did not want to talk to him except for regular treatment. However, seeing that this was a history book, he thought that it could help the prisoner improve his mental state, so he agreed.

He asked Zhou Zicheng which page he was looking at.

Zhou Zicheng opened his dry mouth, and the sound coming from his throat was as unpleasant as sawn wood.

What was more worth mentioning was that Consort Su’s elegant poems had been passed down to this day and were still a must-have for all examinees.

The Great Shang also became a famous and prosperous dynasty in history. The history books’ records of this dynasty expanded from half a page to three pages.

The Great Shang was an extremely ancient dynasty, so logically speaking, it was difficult to obtain such detailed historical records.

These extremely precious materials were all found in the tomb of Prince Huai.

In the decades that Prince Huai had been stationed at the border, the Great Shang had never experienced war and the people at the border had ample food and clothing. Prince Huai had also personally written the history of the Great Shang. In it, he had written in great detail about how Consort Su was loved by the people.

However, what puzzled historians was that there were various signs that indicated that Prince Huai wrote the history of the Great Shang after he was middle-aged. However, what he recorded were all the deeds of Consort Su when she was young. Most of them were between the ages of 16 to 20. After that, there were only a few mentions.

Zhou Zicheng’s eyes were so wide that they were about to bleed. He looked down again.

He had not been able to seize the kingdom and his son had not been able to inherit the throne. His son, who was originally the Crown Prince of the Great Shang, had not even been mentioned in history. He was like a commoner.

He shook his head like a madman. He didn’t want to look anymore, but he couldn’t move his neck at all. As long as he opened his eyes, that page of history would be in front of him.

He could deceive himself by closing his eyes, but he was unwilling to accept it.

The forbidden technique was unable to reverse history. He could only watch helplessly as he was defeated in his previous and present life!

His anger surged, and he became more agitated. His lips turned purple, and his breathing became chaotic.

The words that Pei Huai said before he left last time had already caused him to almost have a mental breakdown.

He didn’t know how his son was doing now, and whether the surgical wound on his face had recovered. The only thing he was glad about was that his son had never come to visit him in prison.

His son was filial. It must have been very painful for him not to come to see him, but only in this way could he protect him. This was for the best.

Soon, the doctors who were busy in other wards received the notification that

Zhou Zicheng’s vitals were declining

At the same time, Su Ji had another history book in her hands.

Pei Huai bought two copies. One was sent to the prison, and the other was brought back for Su Ji.

At this moment, Su Ji was at the Pei family’s house, curled up on the sofa reading a book. She had a potato chip in her mouth. With a crunching sound, the fragrance was sweet and fresh. It tasted like lychee. It was the Pei family’s newly developed product..