It's ridiculous to think about it, they have all been reduced to being beggars, and they still have to compete for the highs and lows, distinguish the noble from the low, and also perform the exploitation and exploitation, oppression and oppression, the eternal drama.

Lu Xun said that although it is unfortunate to be a slave, it is not terrible, because knowing the struggle, after all, there is still hope for the struggle; If you find beauty from the life of a slave, admire and revel in it, you will be a slave who will never recover. This sentence is applied to beggars or dicks, and I think it is equally appropriate.

The beggars' desire for a "change of dynasty" can be regarded as a struggle! But in a very short time I was already intoxicated with this "superior" beggar life.

No matter how big the mountain is, there will always be a day when it will be dug up, but the mountain in my previous life is as endless as the Himalayas, and I don't know where it will end. I've never struggled to get a little light at the end of the day, a bucket of instant noodles, a bottle of cold beer, and an all-night stay at an Internet café can revel in that hopeless life.

I used to prepare a lot of angry language, trying to find the hateful contractor to vent his evil anger, but when he saw the face full of flesh, he was so frightened that he trembled, and at most the last sentence came, "Lao Tzu is gone." was deducted from a month's salary, and he would never dare to ask for a salary with confidence.

Escape is the thinking and practice that Diaosi is most accustomed to. Escape the world of reality and create a world of your own, where you can do anything and do whatever you want.

Even now that I have traveled to ancient times, I find that my dick thinking has not changed at all. It can't go on like this, it can't go on like this. I want to do whatever I want in this world of my own, yes! I'm no longer a dick, I want to be a king, and I start with this beggar king.

Breaking free from the shackles of thought, the blood in my whole body boiled, I strode forward with my head held high.

"Little beggar, are you called 'Hanako Six'?" Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded, and I was shocked.

Several big men in jujube red robes hugged a white young man and blocked our way. The young man was obviously not an ordinary person, as could be seen from the way he dressed in brocade and jade belts.

"I am."

"This is His Royal Highness the King of Pingyang," Dahan's voice was still so majestic.

"Hello Lord, Hello Lord!" As soon as I said that, my legs went limp, and I fell to my knees.

Make no mistake, I actually got on my knees. That's right, I really got on my knees.

During this time, I didn't learn anything else, but I was very influenced by some groveling culture. I really want to slap my two big mouths, didn't you swear to be king just now? It's really fucking unassailing.,There's still a dick silk temperament.。

"This king Zhu Jianren, I heard that Mr. is very knowledgeable and can predict the future, and I would like to ask for advice or two."

Zhu slut? I heard you right! A slut can also be a prince.

I got up from the ground and rubbed my sore knee, not knowing what to say.

"Wang ...... Brother slut! "I was so excited that I wanted to call the prince, but when I thought about it, I still had to show some of my own grades.

"Is the name of the prince also called by you? It stinks and calls Hanako. ”

The big man raised his hand and was about to whip me, so frightened that I quickly took a few steps back.

"Debiao, don't be rude. I don't know what to call Mr.? ”

"Our man Zhang Wei, Gong Chang Zhang, great Wei."

"I heard that Mr. Zhang knows what happened hundreds of years later, but I don't know that at that time, my Ming Dynasty passed on to the emperor?"

I really think that your Zhu family has been in the world for thousands of years! Hundreds of years later, your ancestral grave has already been dug up. But you can't tell him the truth, you have to tell him "Your family is already finished", he was in a hurry, and several big men beckoned over, thinking about it, it was very bloody.

"It's been passed on...... Cinnabar...... Wuneng, yes! Emperor Pig Wuneng ”

"It's already in the 'enlightenment' generation, what kind of era is that?"

"The name of the year, the name of the year, this era name is the Eight Commandments."

When King Pingyang heard this, his face was like a walnut, and he asked, "Why does this era name sound so strange?" ”

"Hundreds of years later, of course it sounds strange. In that era, everything was strange, the name was strange, the year name was strange, the food was strange, and the dress was strange, just like this dress, Lord Wang, you pay attention to the good fabric, and it will be different after a few hundred years. ”

"Just like you?" King Pingyang pointed to the rags on my body and said.

"That's right! Hahaha...... "Everyone laughed uncontrollably, even the "thin monkey" and the "strong donkey" leaned forward and backward.

"Mr. Zhang is really interesting, this king is in a hurry to go to the meeting at this time, so I won't bother, I will invite Mr. to the house another day," King Pingyang bowed his hand and was about to leave, when he suddenly turned around and said, "Give Mr. ten taels of silver." ”

Ten taels of silver, my good man! I was so excited that I almost knelt down and shouted, "Thank you, Lord Long."

What is this concept? It can be called a huge amount of money, let's put it intuitively! A tael of silver can almost buy a cow, do you think I can not get excited?

This is the prince of the Ming Dynasty, who casually sent beggars ten taels of silver, no wonder so many people want to cross over to be the prince.

Bidding farewell to King Pingyang, I almost jumped all the way to the restaurant.

Beef, roast chicken, and pork trotters in sauce were all served to me in double. I held a big elbow in my hand and gnawed, and the "thin monkey" and the "strong donkey" gnawed on the big elbow, which was called a glutty, that was called a pleasure, and that was called a full and panicked.

After eating and drinking, and packing some wine and meat, we walked back with a belly like a pregnant woman.

With such good luck, you can ignore anything. Liu Er, one-eyed seven! I don't care about you anymore, I will reward you with some wine and meat, and let you know how great I am.

It was getting late, and there was only one oil lamp lit in the ruined temple, so dim that it was impossible to see anything clearly. How does this work? How do you have to install crystal chandeliers, Lao Tzu pays.

My head was groggy and my feet were fluttering. The same is true of "Skinny Monkey" and "Tough Donkey".

When I walked into the temple and saw beggars sitting all over the ground, I wanted to give a speech, just like the boss on the construction site did during the New Year, talking nonsense at the top of my voice.

I was about to make an opening statement, but before I could shout, two beggars threw me to the ground.

The jar shattered to the ground, and the wine flowed to the ground.

They slashed my arms and pressed my knees against my backbone, causing me to suffer from severe pain and beads of sweat rolling down my head.

"Tough Donkey" and Liu Er fought. He was stubborn, but it was obviously not enough to move with the arrogant Liu Er, and he was soon put to the ground and pressed by two beggars with their hands cut back.