After the heirs of the national art fled the famine, their confidants were all over the world
Cheng Ling, a modern martial arts heir, traveled to the war-torn ancient times, took his family to escape famine, farm, practice medicine, and do business ......
Work hard to manage tomorrow, just so that after the world is stable, you can get a place to live in this strange era, and you can stand up with dignity, instead of kneeling and begging for your life.
But who knew that women dressed as men were too successful, so that the new dynasty left her reputation everywhere.
Young Master Houfu: Cheng Gongzi is talented, and what he says casually is to rule the world, I must recommend him to the prince.
Guozi Priest Wine: Cheng Xiaoyou has a splendid chest in his chest, and the day the imperial examination is reopened, it will be the time when he becomes famous. If he can't win the championship, the old man will hit the pillar to tell the sky.
Miss Xiangfu: Doctor Cheng is a genius, but he is also noble and does not seek fame and fortune. I respect him and love him, even if I have nothing to do with him, I should ask the prince's cousin to give him a background.
Ten miles of spring breeze Oiran lady: Except for the three feet of snow on the king's body, who in the world is worthy of white clothes? In that court, are they okay with you?
A light sigh, only sent remotely.
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And the prince, who will always be mentioned by the way, intentionally or unintentionally, has already quietly raised his chin.
Prince: My brother, my confidant, in your words?
Cheng Ling: ......