Time flies by like a white horse, and seven years pass by, which is the thirty-fourth year of glory again.

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-year power, can you guys block it?"

Qin Yuan couldn't help but feel a little swollen.

Thinking of the ancestral ginseng, Gu gods, and the Holy Spirit 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, Holy Spirit and others.

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 is confused with the real one.

Not to mention, there is not much difference between the faces of thirty-year-olds and twenty-year-olds. There are a few faces in Zuo Shi Yuan 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 skin 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?"

A customer next to me asked.

"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, that's fine."

Then, Xiao Aqiao brought a bowl of tofu curd, a basket of steamed dumplings, and a plate of chili oil to Qin Yuan.

I took a few more glances.

Qin Yuan just smiled politely.

It is 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 was full of doubts.

now.

In the Penglai Pavilion surrounded by water.

Chonghui, who was always 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 spent money 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 Liu?"

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"

Zhi Rui 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, held 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 those who know him well.

The emperor confessed his heart to this point, and Zhirui 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 so heartless."

"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 feeling.

at the same time.

Outside the palace where the Queen Mother lives.

The station 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 up 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?"
To be continued...