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 In the large inner palace, the palace ladies who came and went with joy on their faces, step by step carried hot water and towels into the hall.
 Ming Huanglong (bed chuang) stretched out a white hand, and the little **** waiting by the side watched with horror as the **** was about to go to the ground with his bare feet. The chief **** Tian Fusheng was warming his majesty’s shoes outside. Stop it, the sage who has recovered from a serious illness is really about to step on the ground barefoot!
 Before the little **** had time to think about it, a Ji Ling rushed over to the floor in front of the bed, and the feet of the most noble man in the world stepped on the little eunuch's back in time.
 The little **** was full of sweat, trying to relax his back muscles, fearing that he would be uncomfortable when he was stretched, and he complained that his clothes were too rough, for fear of scratching his feet.
 The saint laughed and cursed with a smile: "Go away."
 The little **** didn't dare not listen to him, but he didn't dare to let him go to the ground like this, saying boldly: "Don't go to the holy, the ground is cold, there will be cold air from the soles of the feet into the dragon body."
 Tian Fusheng heard the words of the little **** as soon as he came in. He hurriedly stepped forward to kneel on the ground, holding the dragon boots in his hand, and cried pretendingly: "Holy Lord, here is the little one to serve you. Put your feet down, this little heart is about to jump out of his throat."
 Gu Yuanbai laughed blankly: "I think you can jump seventeen or eight times a day."
 Tian Fusheng smiled, holding Gu Yuanbai's feet carefully, and carefully putting on his shoes and socks.
 Gu Yuanbai could not help sighing as he sniffed the incense and medicinal smell of the house.
 He is not a serious emperor, but a promising young man of the 21st century. He woke up on this body when he walked through the clouds while playing bungee jumping. .
 This dynasty is called Daheng. It is not in memory. It should be overhead. The production level has reached the level of the Northern Song Dynasty.
 Gu Yuanbai's (body shen) body is really a delicate body raised by the power of the whole country, even if it is too sick and weak, the emperor doesn't have much strength. When Gu Yuanbai came, the eunuchs had already appeared. You must know that the appearance of the eunuchs often means that a dynasty has reached the middle and late stages. The power ministers and local power swelled, and the eunuchs also wanted to (fuck cao) in the military and government. Gu Yuanbai dragged this sick body and dormant for three years. In one fell swoop, the power ministers and eunuchs were collectively pulled down and the previous dynasty was cleaned. And the inner court, temporarily balanced the three forces, restored the emperor's authority to its prime.
 Just as he was preparing to rush (dry gan), (body shen) did not stand up, and at the end of the winter, a vigorous wind and chill came.
 In the few days when he was seriously ill, Gu Yuanbai heard one or two very familiar names by accident, and finally remembered that he didn't travel into an overhead world, he wore a book.
 The little emperor in the book will die if he survives only a few years, giving way to the famous regent and the hero in the book. The protagonist in the book is a competent minister and will assist the regent to leave a good name.
 Gu Yuanbai is a straight man, Tie Zhi, knowing that this book was adapted into a socialist brotherhood palace political battle network drama.
 After knowing that he would not live for a few years, Gu Yuanbai became a Buddha, and his previous ambitions were all thrown aside, and there was no smell of a sauced duck.
 This throne is destined to not belong to him. No matter how much he does now, he will let the future emperor miss it.
 During this illness, Gu Yuanbai thought a lot, and finally decided to go with the flow. He took care of himself over the past few years, enjoyed the last period of the throne in his life, played soy sauce by the way, and watched the society of the two heroes in the book. Brotherhood.
 Gu Yuanbai has never seen such a socialist brotherhood.
 "Holy Master, all right." Tian Fusheng put down Gu Yuanbai's feet, gently for fear of hurting the Holy Master.
 Gu Yuanbai finally stood on the ground, and the maid came to dress Gu Yuanbai (geng) with the incense-smelling uniform.
 Before the clothes were changed, an **** came to announce: "Holy, the Prince and the Prince and his son are waiting outside the hall."
 "Let them in." Gu Yuanbai said.
 The **** led the three in. The three saluted Gu Yuanbai. Gu Yuanbai replied lightly, "Get up."
 The son of Hubu Shangshu has not yet established a crown, he is at the age of fearlessness. He was told by his father more than ten or twenty times in the morning, and he must not look directly at Shengyan, but he has to do what he is not allowed to do. , Now standing behind the Prince He and Daddy, with the concealment in the corner, secretly raised his eyes.
 The Lord of the World, as Gu Yuanbai said, is the most delicate person raised by the power of the country.
 When the little son raised his eyes, he saw the maid carefully smooth the blue silk of the saint behind him. The saint healed only today. In order to celebrate, he wore a red robe with a thin red jade face.
 The little son choked his breath, his heart pounding, and quickly lowered his head in a panic, never daring to look up again.
 "This is the eldest son of Tang Da Ren's family?"
 Mr. Tang was flattered by Gu Yuanbai’s tone, and bowed and said: "The Lord said with the minister last time that there are few young people in the palace. The minister is mediocre and naturally stupid, but he wins in his youth. Very. If the sage doesn’t dislike him, the minister will let him go to the palace to accompany the sage more, so as to relieve the sage.”
 Gu Yuanbai wanted to sigh again.
 A few days ago, he had just done a major event. The suggestion was to allow these ministers to send the children of the family to the palace, not only to use them as a rope to restrain the ministers, but also to show favor, so as to beat and dote on the literati and bureaucrats. The group, the third is to see if there are talents, so as to cultivate loyalty as early as possible.
 But now, he has no such heart.
 "Come here, let me take a good look," Gu Yuanbai beckoned to the little son, "Master Tang, don't be self-humble. You have a good reputation for teaching, and I have also heard of it."
 The little son held his breath and walked to the front of Sheng, and Mr. Tang's back was also slightly wet. Since the sage purged Ouchi in one fell swoop, he has always been very nervous when facing the sage. The majesty of the sage in the dynasty has become more and more intense, and he is worried that his son will lose his honor.
 Fortunately, Sheng Shang should be in a good mood today, and the questions he asked were also very harmonious. The little son answered one by one, and the stuttering from the beginning was gradually relaxed.
 Gu Yuanbai was about to pick up the cup and take a sip of tea, but his hand suddenly shook weakly, and the cup fell to the ground with a piercing sound. Gu Yuanbai looked at the debris on the ground, only to feel a burst of anger, his throat itchy, and he started to cough.
 The little son was taken aback, and looked towards the sage subconsciously. The sacred's white fingers (touching Mo) were touching his (chest xiong) mouth, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his pale (colored) lips were now covered. Coughing like rouge.
 The saint has a good appearance with boundless spring breeze and boundless autumn moon, just like a rare celadon that is unparalleled in the world, it is luxurious that people dare not even get close to it.
 "Holy Master," the little boy boldly stretched out his hand to support Gu Yuanbai, and said worriedly, "Are you okay?"
 The broken teacup has been cleaned up, Gu Yuanbai stopped his cough, and then smiled, "Good boy, I'm fine."
 The prince who had not spoken since entering the temple sneered and said coldly: "The Holy Lord must take good care of the dragon body. When Father Emperor passed the world down to the Holy Supreme, the Holy Lord was not as weak as it is now."
 Gu Yuanbai sighed, "I told the prince."
 Gu Yuanbai quickly adjusted his mood. He got up and walked outside the temple, looking up at the weather, "Today's weather is really good."
 "Sheng Shang (body shen) is getting better, and the sky is clearing up," Hubu Shangshu followed closely. "On the days when Sheng Shang was ill, the people in the city were also frowning, praying for the Holy Spirit at home every day. The Holy Lord rules the world by virtue, and the hearts of the people in the world are obedient. God also cherishes the Holy One."
 The sage laughed, and Hubu Shangshu saw this, and continued his efforts: "It should be sunny these two days, and the spring rain is as expensive as oil. There was a drizzle a few days ago, and the grass and wildflowers in the suburbs are also in full bloom. Dogzi said that they all There will be another Cuju game tomorrow."
 "Oh?" Gu Yuanbai was interested, "Cuju game?"
 Today's sage likes Cuju, which is something everyone in the world knows. The little boy blushed, and said, "Tomorrow is the Cuju competition scheduled by the students in the college. There are four student teams in total, and it lasts an hour and a half."
 Gu Yuanbai said: "Sure enough, I have some interest. When and where will your school's Cuju competition be held tomorrow? I will also join in the fun."
 The little son responded with a trembling voice: "Yes, yes."
 Tian Fusheng saw the exhaustion between Sheng Shang's eyebrows and his eyes sharply. He hurried forward to invite the Hubu Shangshu and his son, and stood by the prince as a wooden log. At this time, his face (color) was green and cruel. Gu Yuanbai glared at him and left with his sleeves.
 Gu Yuanbai looked at his ugly look (color), laughed for a while, and stopped laughing until (xiong)'s mouth became stuffy, and said vigorously: "Tian Fusheng, go, follow me for a stroll around Yuhuayuan ."
 "Yes."
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 The father and son Tang went out of the palace and hurriedly branched off. One went to the Shangshu of the Ministry of War to prepare for tomorrow's sage to go out to watch the Cuju game, and the other hurried back to the school to talk to the head teacher about the sage's visit.
 Sure enough, the turbulent waves were turned up in Guozixue, and the teacher stood up immediately, "Holy Lord?"
 The teaching assistant and Zhijiang took a breath of air-conditioning and supported each other, looking eagerly at Tang Mian, the son of the Hube Shangshu, where there is still the stern restraint of the day.
 Tang Mian was equally excited, "The Holy Master said that he would come to see the Cuju game of our school."
 The head teacher is the fifth grade, and he has only seen Sheng Yan from a distance. Hearing the news at this time, a sense of joy suddenly appeared in the (胸xiong) cavity, and he walked around the house with a spring breeze, haha ​​from time to time. Laugh, excitement as drunk.
 The teaching assistants and Zhijiang have never seen Shengyan. One of them, Zhong Zhijiang, is over 50 years old. He couldn't help but shed tears in two lines and murmured to the people around him: "I didn't expect that I could have a holy face."
 The assistant teacher reluctantly (qiang) calmly: "Master, the four Cuju teams in our school are randomly recruited, and their skills are good or bad. If they play in this way, they will definitely ruin the holy spirit."
 The palm teacher's footsteps stopped violently, and he couldn't help nodding: "Yes, right, then hurry up today to pack up the four teams who are good at kicking. Hahaha, those boys, I am afraid that they heard that the holy is coming, they all rushed forward. Up."
 The head teacher remembered something, and then turned to ask Tang Mian, "Does the sage say that it is a private visit or a big fanfare?"
 Tang Mian Nene: "The Holy Master did not say, but my father has already gone to the Ministry of War Shangshu."
 The instructor thought for a while, stroked his beard and nodded, and stopped talking to Tang Mian, saying, "Tomorrow you must be on the court, take a good rest today, and win glory for our students tomorrow."
 Tang Mian said firmly: "Student Union!"
 He only needs to think that the sage of tomorrow will come to see him play Cuju, and he already feels full of energy, and he can't wait for tomorrow to be tomorrow, so that the sage knows how powerful he is.
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 Gu Yuanbai transmigrated into a BL book as a sickly emperor with a weak sense of existence. The emperor was a background board. The whole book emphasized the love between the Prince Regent and the No. 1 Beauty in the capital city.
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 Once, because of a pair of purple eyes he was scorned. He is a wangye known across the land, cold and bloodthirsty, looking disdainfully upon the world.
 Once, because of a mother’s death she received a father’s resentment. She is a publicly known junzhu whose looks have been destroyed, pitiful and weak.
 In reality, he has a pair of this world’s most beautiful eyes, the most formidable background, the most imposing strength.
 In reality, she has a peerless face, the most unshakable background, and the most ingenious medical skills.
 She, Lan You Nian, aloof and cold-hearted, underneath the appearance of a celestial maiden is a battered, wounded heart.
 When the cruel and ruthless him met the indifferent her, who adores who most deeply? Who once again puts a smiles on for whom?
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 Transmigration? A Chong Xi Marriage? Sickly husband? How worse can this get?
 Mo Qian Xue now lives in a soddy, destitute, small house with broken furnitures. The grass had grown wild and unruly from lack of proper care. The rice pot in the kitchen, it’s left empty. Well, this mess seemed quite manageable, however, why is it they only have one quilt in the house?
 Not only does she serve her husband food and refreshments during the day, does she need to make sure he’s well “fed” at night too?
 “It’s getting late now… we should go to bed. Said the sickly husband. She simply closed the door, turned off the lights, and went straight to sleep.
 “If you dare move, I’ll kick you out of the bed!” She threatened.
 In the end, the man still managed to wrap himself around her no matter how she resisted. The sickly husband wasn’t as weak as he appeared to be!
 Mo Qian Xue worked hard to become rich. She built workshops, opened factories, one aided by her sickly husband towards prosperity. Fortunately, she could live a peaceful life far from bickering relatives, but then, much to her dismay, she still had to deal with the villagers knocking on her door.
 So they want her money? They want her position as a wife? Since when was she, Mo Xian Que easy to bully?! They want to make her lose face? Alright, let them come a little closer then… give them a…. slap!
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 A 21st century master's degree holder, his soul traveled to ancient times. 
 No ring, no system, no white-bearded grandfather, no memory of this world... 
 My God, I have nothing at the beginning, I don't even know who I am, how can I play this? 
 Hungry and depressed, Tang Ning couldn't help but raise his head and raised his middle finger: "Thief..." 
 Something flew from the sky and hit his forehead. 
 Holding a big red hydrangea, before fainting, he only wanted to ask: "Who the hell stuffed a stone into the hydrangea!" 
 When he opened his eyes again... 
 A maid smiled like a flower: "Sir, the young lady invites you!" 
 A woman with beautiful eyebrows and eyes: "My husband, I am polite!"
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 Short videos of bad guys are projected into the parallel world of past dynasties. 
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 Watch the short video [Tiehua] 
 "I only teach until the iron is broken. Whether you succeed or not has nothing to do with me. Who you seek revenge on has nothing to do with me!" 
 "Your business is over, now it's time to talk about her." 
 "You know what the heck, you're not even as good as a bowl of old duck soup!" 
 Ying Zheng broke his guard: the elixir, that is the elixir! He actually said it was not as good as old duck soup? ! 
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 Watch the short video [Death of the Marshal] 
 "Your Highness, I have started this game for you, and now...it's your turn to play the game." 
 "Gaozu, Taizong, Gaozong, Xuanzong...all the kings...and ministers, try your best!" 
 Li Er broke his guard: Why is this Li Xingyun so muddy that he can't hold up the wall? ! 
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 Watch the short video [Battle of Mobei] 
 "Even if we have an army of one million, so what?" 
 "When thieves are in power and there is no common ground, that is what really goes against my will!" 
 Huo Qubing breaks his guard: Why is this bad guy so tough? 
 ... 
 As the short videos played one after another, the ancients all broke their defenses.
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 It was the twenty-third year of Tianxi*. Rumours traversed the streets that the all-knowing Imperial Advisor suffered a great calamity and could not help but enter seclusion to focus on cultivation. However, the commoners secretly clapped their hands and rejoiced. In the winter of the same year, a young monk appeared in the Hui Zhou Fu’s Ningyang District.
 The monk’s monastic title was Xuan Min, his memories all missing, yet was versed in the arts of Feng Shui Kan Yu**. On the very first day arriving in Ningyang, he did not hesitate to take care of a dangerous manor, picking up Xue Xian, who was hidden there, along the way.
 Since then, Xue Xian – who had been all-powerful in the first half of his life – gained a new life pursuit: to get this baldy*** who had only a good outer appearance to take his last breath and “smile from his grave”.
 Xue Xian: If you are unhappy, then I will be happy. If you die, I’ll laugh my ass off.
 Xuan Min: …
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 He lived from BC to the Middle Ages, from the Renaissance to the Industrial Revolution, and from Cyberpunk to the Interstellar Age. He has been a king and a prophet, a knight and a nobleman, a versatile artist, a genius inventor… 
 This is a four-thousand-year human epic—— 
 “To us four thousand years from now: 
 “Is the world at peace? Is famine extinct? Can people touch the stars? How long is the human lifespan? How far is the boundary of the earth? Human…do you remember us?” 
 ——Excavated from Earth Age Tenth Century BC, Solomon Prayer Book.
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 Infantry company commander Zhou Chaowu accidentally traveled to parallel time and space and became a wealthy son of the Republic of China. 
 Get the krypton gold mall system at the beginning! 
 As long as you spend krypton gold, you can obtain various military resources! 
 MG13 machine gun, FT-17 tank, Lloyd ultra-light combat vehicle... 
 With the blessing of financial resources, a small escort team gradually grew to be more powerful than the warlord! 
 With this invincible army, Zhou Chaowu began the Northern Expedition. 
 Recover lost territory and eliminate enemy invaders! 
 Drive out the Tartars and revitalize China!
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 Lin Yixue, standing above: “Well, I helped you save a person Can I ask for a small request?” 
 Ouyang Zhixuan’s eyelid lifted, with a quite giving face: “Speak!” 
 Lin Yixue eyes narrowed, in a good mood she presented: “My family has a meimei, her name is Yi Shuang, her appearance is beautiful and alluring, with a gentle disposition, and dignified virtue….” 
 Ouyang Zhixuan unhurriedly rapped on the desk, with a force to oppress Lin Yixue: “Get to the point!” 
 Lin Yixue did not notice: “E…. I do not want to be Tai Zi Fei (Crown Prince’s Wife), let Yi Shuang do it okay?” 
 Ouyang Zhixuan’s fingers stopped, pulled Lin Yixue and locked her in his embrace, a strong kiss fell on her lips, overbearingly nibbling her lips, as he angrily sucked….it is only until he sensed Lin Yixue gasp for air, did he let her go. 
 With a low and hoarse voice, he spoke: “Say another nonsense, This prince does not mind to immediately proceed to the bridal chambers!”
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 There is no system, no grandpa, no bulldozers, no philately, only a small employee, no wealth, no power, no power, step by step in the Three Kingdoms! 
 A hero is still a hero, a beauty is still a country, a conspiracy is still a plot, a king is still a domineering? Slowly walk all the way through the Three Kingdoms, you will find that Cao Cao did not offer swords, Liu Bei not only can cry, Sun Quan is balanced, let’s have a look at Lu Bu and Guan Yu’s martial arts, and take a look at the cuteness of Xiao Qiao…
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 Li Chuan downloaded a magical app, which was full of various short videos of bad people, which would be broadcast live to ancient China and various eras of bad people. 
 When Yuan Tiangang refined the elixir. 
 Qin Shihuang: "Xu Fucheng does not deceive me, there is indeed an elixir of immortality in the world!" 
 Jiajing: "I have worked hard on refining elixirs for so many years. Isn't this what I want? Yuan Tiangang of the Tang Dynasty can actually refine it?" 
 Yuan Tiangang: "You know nothing, but it's not as good as a bowl of old duck soup!" 
 Ying Zheng: "!" 
 ... 
 When he met the empress, emperors from all dynasties were shocked by her heroic appearance. 
 When Li Xingyun was worried about the world, he refused to take over the throne. 
 Tang Zhaozong broke his defense: "I am a legitimate son, it is better to be a concubine!" 
 ... 
 It’s when Li Xingyun transformed into a handsome man. 
 Bad handsome man: "Emperor, you have finally grown up, and you deserve to be brought into the game in vain!" 
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 When Zhang Zifan was drunk...
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 Cao Yuan traveled through the late Han Dynasty and became a clerk in charge of the warehouse in Xudu. 
 Awakening the "small treasury gain system" and greedily devouring everything from Cao Cao, you can gain upgrades and get rewards. 
 "Ding! I coveted Cao Cao's 50,000 hu of coarse wheat, gained 50,000 hu of fine rice, and obtained the [Eighteen Riders of Yanyun]" 
 "Ding! I stole a thousand ordinary war horses from Cao Cao, gained a thousand red rabbit horses, and obtained [Bian Que's medical skills]" 
 "Ding! Coveted one of Cao Cao's maids, gained a Lady Bian, and obtained the [Steel Kidney]" 
 Lu Bu: At that time, ten thousand Red Rabbit cavalry rushed towards me. I was extremely scared. 
 Yuan Shao: When I learned that Cao Cao’s horses were better fed than me, I knew I had lost. 
 Liu Bei: Cao Cao has been exempted from taxes for ten years. If you praise him as a benevolent and righteous man, won't your conscience hurt? 
 Many years later, Cao Cao ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, and everyone wondered who would become the crown prince. 
 People all over the world have been speculating for a long time about the mysterious financial backer behind Cao Cao, Cao Yuan! 
 But he suddenly became the crown prince of Wei Dynasty!
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 In Chen Kingdom, money is everything. Male or female, you can have as many partners as you want as long as you got the money. The true sense of equality between the sexes.
 However, I don’t really like being called Master. Though having marrying several childes with fames and being addressed as “Master” I enjoy such a poor position that is only a little bit higher than the stone lions guarding in front of Li Mansion.
 The first Childe is pleasing to the eye but I the Master never get the chance to lay a finger on him…
 The second Childe forbids my every chance of squandering…
 The third Childe and fourth Childe takes delight in fighting and quarrelling…
 The fifth Childe forces me to drink decoction, all types of it and all day long…
 Even the servant girl Lian’er can give me a cold shoulder. “Get out of the way, Master. You block out the sunshine.” She would say.
 Gloomy, upset…In fact, I just want to live a simple life with greasy chicken to eat every day, handsome guys to flirt with…but even a dream life insignificant as this takes time and quite some efforts.
 Alas! Life is tough on me, a master about to get pregnant!
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