Time flies by like a fleeting moment, and seven years pass by, which is the thirty-fourth year of the reign of glory.
Including the previous three years, Qin Yuan has stayed in this world for a full ten years.
The internal strength has also reached an astonishing level of a thousand years.
"This punch has a thousand years of power, can you guys stop it?"
Qin Yuan couldn't help but feel a little swollen.
Thinking of the ancestral ginseng, Gu gods, Holy Spirits in Zhongchangbai Mountain... a whole bunch of existences in myths and legends.
Qin Yuan became honest again.
The road is long and long, and I will not be able to get up or get down.
One day, I will... I will kill Ancestral Ginseng, Gu God, and Holy Spirit.
Before going out, Qin Yuan changed his appearance.
He is thirty years old now, and when he is thirty, he should look thirty.
Qin Yuan learned the disguise technique from Zhu Hongdeng. After many years of exploration, he has reached the point where the fake one can be mistaken for the real one.
Not to mention, there is not much difference between the face of a thirty-year-old and a twenty-year-old. There are a few people in Zuoshiyuan who are almost unchanged from ten years ago.
Not long after, Qin Yuan came to the tofu Diao Chan stall as usual.
No, it's the store.
I rented a shop four years ago.
Everyone will make progress.
Huh?
"Where's your mother?"
Qin Yuan asked doubtfully the pretty girl with big braids, dark complexion and flat chest standing behind the table.
"My mother will never come again"
The little girl showed two small tiger teeth when she spoke.
not coming.
Qin Yuan was just a little disappointed.
In the past ten years, too many people have come and gone around him, and he has become accustomed to it.
"Your mother's nickname is Tofu Diaochan. What's your nickname?"
asked a customer nearby.
"How about calling it Tofu Xishi"
Another guest said.
“There are eight bean curds in the capital”
The man was speechless.
"Stop arguing, just call me Wang Jiudan."
"roll"
Qin Yuan said: "Why don't you call me Xiao Aqiao?"
The little girl is much prettier than her mother.
I don’t know why this family’s genes are so good.
Everyone agreed.
Look at the little girl.
After all, this requires my consent.
The little girl was very knowledgeable and said with a smile, "As long as everyone likes it."
Then, Xiao Aqiao brought a bowl of tofu puffs, a basket of steamed dumplings, and a plate of chili oil to Qin Yuan.
I looked at it a few more times.
Qin Yuan just smiled politely.
It was his bottom line not to touch girls from good families.
Suddenly, Qin Yuan's pupils shrank.
Why is there a copy of "The Golden Pink Family" on little Aqiao's table?
Are there other time travelers in this world?
In less than three seconds, Qin Yuan's pupils recovered.
He copied too much and became confused. He also copied this book.
At this moment, many official sedans appeared on the road, and the bearers rushed towards the palace in a panic.
Like a duck being driven into the water.
What is going on... Qin Yuan is full of doubts.
now.
In the Penglai Pavilion surrounded by water.
Chonghui, who had always been crazy, looked at the guard kneeling on the ground with excitement.
"That old witch is seriously ill and about to die? Are you sure?"
The imperial guard, to be precise, Chonghui's brother-in-law, Zhirui, nodded vigorously: "I paid to bribe several palace people around the Queen Mother. I can't be wrong."
Chonghui walked around the cramped Penglai Pavilion for a while with his hands behind his back, then stopped and said, "Can you contact Uncle Six?"
The sixth uncle in Chonghui's mouth was the late emperor's younger brother, the once powerful Prince Gong.
If you are willing to help him, your chances of winning will be greatly increased.
"I'm afraid this is a bit difficult"
Zhirui said awkwardly.
Who doesn't know that King Gong is famous for his stubbornness.
Since King Gong is the sixth child, the sixth child has become synonymous with Gou.
Chonghui walked up to Zhirui, took his hand, and said, "It's difficult, so I have to do it with Aiqing. In this world, the only one I can rely on is Aiqing."
A wise man will die for his confidant.
The emperor confessed his heart to this point, and Zhi Rui was moved to tears. He knelt down and swore, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will help Your Majesty regain the power even if I am a mess."
"I don't want Aiqing to be a mess, I want to share wealth with Aiqing."
Chonghui quickly pulled Zhirui up and said with red eyes.
After chatting about the details for a while.
Zhirui said: "Your Majesty, I can't stay here too long, lest I arouse others' suspicion."
"Be careful, dear"
Chonghui, who knew his priorities clearly, warned.
After Zhirui paid his respects, he left the cramped Penglai Pavilion with an uneasy mood.
at the same time.
Outside the palace where the Queen Mother lives.
It was filled with ministers who looked worried.
Most of them were promoted by the Queen Mother.
Some have never even seen the emperor's face.
If the Queen Mother leaves.
According to the old rule of one emperor and one courtier, he must be liquidated.
At this moment, a plain-looking old eunuch walked out of the palace.
"Eunuch Li"
A group of ministers crowded in like flies smelling shit.
He almost knocked the old eunuch down.
"Everyone, please calm down. The Queen Mother just felt cold occasionally. It's okay. The Queen Mother is telling you what to do."
Eunuch Li said seriously.
"Why don't you let us see you even if it's cold?"
"that is"
"Get out of the way, I want to see the Queen Mother"
…
The ministers shouted and crowded inside.
Eunuch Li snorted coldly.
Many ministers fell down as if they had been hit by a sledgehammer.
The remaining ministers immediately became honest.
After a while, they supported each other and left.
Eunuch Li turned around and returned to the palace.
When he came to the bed, he looked through the curtain and said with low eyebrows: "Your Majesty, all the ministers have left."
"Well, let's go down."
A sickly voice came from inside.
"Slave, please retire"
Eunuch Li walked backwards and left the room quietly.
In the next few days, the news that the Queen Mother was sick and dying spread quickly like a virus, and the entire capital knew about it.
The attitudes of the upper class and the lower class are completely opposite.
The upper echelons believe that once the Queen Mother falls, the balance will be broken, and the Dahun, which has long been like a withered old man, will be in danger of overturning.
The lower class believed that if the old witch died and the emperor regained power, a new situation might be created.
"New Situation"
Shao Guilin, who was still the editor-in-chief, had a sneer on his face.
Although he is not a high-ranking official, as a historian, he can see clearly.
Without the Queen Mother's balancing act of boiling frogs in warm water, the conflicts between the local officials with real power and the unruly emperor would definitely intensify.
When the time comes, Wei Ting will try to comply with people's wishes again, and Daqing will change his surname if he wants to.
“Chief editor’s opinion”
Qin Yuan on the side flattered.
"What a shame!" Shao Guilin picked up the kettle with an unknown amount of wolfberry soaked in it. He held the spout of the pot and drank for a while. Then he put it down and sighed, "When people reach middle age, they have no choice but to soak wolfberry in a cast iron kettle."
"Is it possible, as a last resort, not because of reaching middle age."
Qin Yuan joked.
Most fat people are not good at that, but Shao Guilin is the fattest among fat people.
Ten years ago, if Qin Yuan made such a joke, Shao Guilin would give Qin Yuan some shoes.
It's different now. Qin Yuan not only has the qualifications of an old man from Zuo Shiyuan, but also has the strength close to the eighth grade.
"Just laugh at me, who I am today is who you will be tomorrow."
Shao Guilin retorted.
Qin Yuanxin said that I will still be the same person tomorrow.
"You said that you are already thirty and you don't have a family. The youngest Lu Yunfei's children are all in private school."
Shao Guilin continued to taunt.
At this moment, a scribe came in and said, "Qin Jiu, there is a young man outside who claims to be your son. Please come over."
"When did you have a son?"
Shao Guilin said in astonishment.
"He is the son of Mrs. Guo Guo"
Qin Yuan smiled.
Mrs. Guo Guo.
The granddaughter of the Queen Mother's cousin, a famous beauty in the capital.
Qin Yuan met each other when he was listening to a play.
A mature, handsome and talented man.
A beautiful widow who has long since lost her husband.
They hooked up as soon as they went back and forth.
Mrs. Guo Guo also asked her son to call him daddy.
This isn't a big deal at the top.
Morality and other messy things are only used to restrain the middle and lower classes.
Shao Guilin understood instantly and pointed at the door with his thick and short fingers.
"What?"
"roll"
After Qin Yuan left, Shao Guilin took a big sip of wolfberry water.
I tried my best but couldn't get promoted.
Qin Yuan, a person who doesn't seek advancement, casually hooks up with powerful people.
He thought of something, reached out and groped in his arms for a while, and found a letter.
He muttered: "If you don't give it a try, this life will be over."
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