"In the 256th year of the old Ming calendar, Zheng Chenggong, the king of Dongtai, led an army of 100,000 to land in Nanfu Mansion, defeated the Duo Ze Department of Prince Yu of Manchuria, collected 300,000 righteous troops, and rescued King Fu from danger."

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"In the 257th year of the old Ming calendar, Zheng Chenggong, the king of Dongtai, gathered a million-strong army and held on to the Manchurian regent Dol Roller for half a year, broke through the Daming River in winter, broke through hundreds of thousands of Manchurian iron horses, and went straight to Beijing."

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"In the 258th year of the old Ming calendar, King Fu ascended the throne in the capital, restored the Ming Emperor, and gave the king of Dongtai, Zheng Chenggong, to seal Dongtai forever, hereditary replacement, as the new calendar of the Ming Dynasty for 1 year."

Looking at the Daming calendar taken out of the bookcase, Zhou Luck became more and more frightened the more he looked at it.

History took a turn at the moment when the Nanming Dynasty was about to fall, the wise and martial king of Dongtai, Zheng Chenggong, led 100,000 Dongtai naval troops to land from Nanfufu, and several legendary generals of Manchuria gathered millions of troops in just three years, recovering the Daming rivers and mountains, and was praised by 10,000 people.

If you use a fashionable phrase to describe it, Zhou Luck can only use the traverser holding the artifact to describe the legendary powerhouse Dongtai King.

The general trend accumulated over the past hundred years has been smoothed out in three years, which is simply outrageous.

The legendary wave of the hand is nothing more than that.

At this time, it was already the 342nd year of the Ming New Calendar.

He, called Zhou Xingyun, is a native of Langya Village, Qingping County, Qingping Prefecture, Ming Dynasty, born in 325 years of the Ming New Calendar, and is now 17 years old.

"Is this a fantasy?"

Lying in the bathtub, wrapped in warm water, Zhou Luck looked up at the ceiling where the white jade was clinging to it, muttering in disbelief.

The history of Niucha's Dongtai King and Niucha always feels unbelievable, completely subverting Zhou Lucky's view of history, values, and life.

The three views are all ruined.

I don't know how long I was in a daze, Zhou Luck suddenly stood up from the water, dried himself and put on his nightgown, and walked to the desk to look through it.

"What is this?"

took out a notepad without any cover, and Zhou Luck opened it curiously.

"My family is rich, but I'm not happy at all because my parents don't love me at all......"

"The children on campus envy me, but I can't be happy at all, I don't like that kind of gaze......"

"Finally, no one knew who I was, and I had more friends around me, and I made real friends for the first time......"

"Grandpa is leaving, but my mother, who only looked at the official position, still hasn't come back, and my father is still as weak as before......"

"I hate my mother'......"

"If I had to be born again, I'd rather not be born into a family like this......"

"I don't know how long I haven't called my mother, looking at the regret on my mother's face, shouldn't I feel happy in my heart, why is it still uncomfortable......"

"I was admitted to Nanfu University, but why was I still admitted to Pearl University, this must have been her tricks, I don't accept ......"

Xiaoyu said that he helped me make an appointment with Liu Yuru, which was the happiest thing I have done in the past few years. I can finally have dinner with my goddess......."

Holding a book in his hand, Zhou Lucky, who was lying on the bed, had fallen asleep at some point.

A figure gently opened the door and walked in, quietly put the diary in Zhou Lucky's hand on the bed table, and then gently helped him pull the quilt well, and then carefully paced out of the room, the whole process was silent.

"Lao Huang, what's the matter with the injury on Yun'er's head?"

broke into her husband's study violently, and at this time, Wang Jingyu had long since lost the amiability she had in front of her son, and she was full of a kind of domineering spirit of a superior person.

When she saw her son injured before, Wang Jingyu finally couldn't help but ask, but it hurt in her heart.

You must know that for more than ten years, she has been distressed that her son has lost a single hair, and now she sees the blood-red scar on her son's forehead, and she does not immediately burst out thanks to her years of qi cultivation in officialdom.

Whoever dares to touch her son, she will make whoever regrets it for the rest of her life.

"Madam, let's get rid of it first."

Seeing his wife's angry appearance, Wang Hejun, who knew the other party's personality well, hurriedly pressed the other party on the chair, and waved his hand to let the housekeeper Huang Youde leave.

His wife is good at everything, treats her bosses and subordinates impeccably, and she is very popular in officialdom, and even becomes the youngest female prefect of the Ming Kingdom, but she is always flustered when she treats her son.

"How can I be angry, you didn't see the wound on my son's head, I couldn't help crying when I saw it."

Thinking of the injury on his son's head, Wang Jingyu couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

"Madam, I've already asked Zhou Wei to investigate, and I will definitely make the murderer pay for it."

Zhou Hejun comforted his wife softly, but his eyes were extremely ruthless. If you dare to touch his son, you have to pray that the other party can withstand the anger of their old Zhou family.

In the dream, Zhou Luck seemed to have experienced another very real life.

Since he was a child, because his parents were running around, 'Zhou Xingyun' was put at his grandparents' house, and he didn't see his parents a few times a year.

When he grew up, 'Zhou Xingyun' went to a private primary school in the village under the care of his grandparents.

Every time I saw my friends being picked up by their parents, the little 'Zhou Xingyun' couldn't hide the envy on his face, and the tears in his eyes that couldn't be hidden.

Many friends knew that his family was wealthy and deliberately got close to him, but the little 'Zhou Xingyun' quickly saw the faces of those people and quietly pricked up his heart.

Zhou Luck could clearly feel the longing in the heart of the little 'Zhou Xingyun', and there was a little bit of resentment.

was deliberately admitted to junior high school in another district, and 'Zhou Xingyun' deliberately concealed his identity, and finally lived a happy life.

At that time, the figure of my father gradually increased, but the mother who was supposed to be at home was still rarely seen, and every time she appeared, she disappeared in a hurry, leaving only a few vague wisps of back.

Gradually, 'Zhou Xingyun''s dissatisfaction with his parents grew day by day.

Although his parents are obedient to him and can be said to be materially sufficient, 'Zhou Xingyun's simple heart is full of scars, and he quietly closes his heart, locks himself in a lonely world, and gradually distances himself from his parents.

When I was a child, I have been pestering my mother not to go, since the fourth grade of primary school, 'Zhou Xingyun' has given up indifferent protests, and every time I face my parents, 'Zhou Xingyun' is silent and more and more indifferent.

Especially in the first year of high school, when my grandfather was seriously ill, my mother, who was running for the official position outside, was still nowhere to be seen, and 'Zhou Xingyun''s resentment towards my mother could not be changed

"Whew."

Sitting up suddenly, Zhou Luck wiped the cold sweat on his head and glanced at his surroundings in confusion.