Chapter 443 The abandoned woman of the cold kiln conquers the prince 1
Xiao Wei hugged the half-gnawed carrot and showed a look of disdain: "Of course, I am a self-motivated system, and hard work is the life I want!" β
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Why is there a feeling that Shu Ange has a feeling, Xiao Weijing is the host, and she is the feeling of the system. With such a motivated companion, she was under a lot of pressure.
In order to get rid of the monotonous stand-alone task time as soon as possible, Shu Ange cheered up: "Dear Xiao Weiji, help me refresh the attribute panel, and the reward attribute points are all on intelligence." β
Through continuous exploration, Shu Ange realized that having a smart brain is sometimes more important than strong limbs.
Name: Shu Ange
Race: Galactic Earthlings
Level: C-level Space-Time Manager 4700/10000
Soul power: 24
Wishpower: 4700
Mental Power: 65
Intelligence: 55
Appearance: 42
Qualification: 64
Manipulable Skill: Martial Arts
Special Item: Soul ShardΓ9
After the attribute panel was refreshed, Shu Ange roughly calculated the reward, which was almost exactly the same as last time, there were no special surprises, and his mood became wilted.
Xiao Wei's observation was very keen, and seeing that Shu Ange was depressed, he tilted his head and asked, "The host doesn't seem to be very happy?" Let Weiji share your worries! β
"It's nothing, it's just that the rewards have been mediocre recently, and there is no breakthrough, so I'm a little disappointed."
"So that's the case, friendly reminder, if the host wants more rewards, then work hard to benefit the common people! The more people you help in the mission, the greater the merit you build, and the more generous the system rewards will be. β
Xiao Wei finally said something useful, and Shu Ange was almost moved to tears: "I know, when I do tasks in the future, I will definitely work hard to benefit all sentient beings and strive to get more rewards!" β
"Host, let me tell you, if there is no second half of the sentence, you will be praised for your high ideological awareness."
Xiao Wei hugged the carrot and looked like she had seen through the red dust.
Shu Ange knocked on its little head, and said energetically: "Okay, let's start a new task, I will work harder next time!" β
Xiao Wei saw that the host's fighting spirit was high, and he didn't talk nonsense, and the teleportation array appeared at Shu Ange's feet in an instant.
"Host, come on, all difficulties can't defeat you, I wish you a victorious start!"
With Xiao Wei's profound blessings, Shu Ange entered the world of new tasks.
"Ahh
Before he could open his eyes, Shu Ange sneezed first, and his body followed the spirit.
There were countless memories belonging to the original owner in his mind, and Shu Ange had the urge to cover his face and sigh.
She shouldn't have set up a flag indiscriminately, what to say to save the people, now it's okay, when she comes to the era of beacon fire, she should think about how to save herself first.
The original owner seemed to have a cold, his body was hot and cold, Shu Ange was lying on the cold kang, and infinite sorrow welled up in his heart.
The house leaks and even rains, and the rain outside is shaky, but fortunately, the original owner lives in a cold kiln, and the wind does not blow and the rain does not hit.
But Shu Ange's expression was sad, just because her identity in the mission this time was the famous Wang Baochuan in history and legends.
The play is like life, life is like a play, Shu Ange entered the play alone, and his mouth was as bitter as eating Coptis chinensis.
Who is Wang Baochuan, the world knows that she is loyal and unswerving, and she has been alone in the cold kiln for 18 years, waiting for her husband to finally look forward to reunion, everyone praises her virtuous and virtuous, and praises her for understanding righteousness.
But a few people know that in the past 18 years, Wang Baochuan has changed from a daughter of the prime minister's mansion wrapped in brocade clothes and jade food to a village woman who lives alone in the cold kiln and spun cloth.
Everyone only praised Xue Pinggui for his courage and good fighting, winning the favor of the princess of Daizhan, and after becoming famous, he never abandoned his wife and married her as the middle palace.
Everyone only saw that the princess of Daizhan was condescending to others with the dignity of golden branches and jade leaves, but they forgot that Wang Baochuan was also the daughter of the prime minister that everyone envied.
The princess of the barbarian tribe is more valuable than the daughter of the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty.
Who knows what Wang Baochuan, who can live alone in the cold kiln for 18 years, after entering the middle palace, what did he go through to die in just 18 days.
The pain and unwillingness of the original owner were so clear, Shu Ange sighed.
Xue Pinggui has been gone for 18 years, and he has a new wife and concubine, a group of children and grandchildren, and the first thing he does when he comes back is to test whether Wang Baochuan is loyal.
How can such a man be called a good man.
Poor Wang Baochuan waited wholeheartedly for her husband's triumph, and later after Xue Pinggui had no news, she endured her grief and made a living by spinning cloth and being a female celebrity.
She was originally a daughter of the prime minister's mansion with a beautiful face and a beautiful temperament, and she knew everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but because Xue Rengui was worried that she would attract covetousness by showing up, she chose to stay alone in the cold kiln.
In the past eighteen years, she has waited from youth and beauty to gray hair.
At the age of less than forty, Wang Baochuan was tortured by poverty and war, and he was like an old woman in the countryside.
Xue Pinggui finally sought the wealth he dreamed of, how could he look down on the old and decrepit Wang Baochuan.
Marrying her as the middle palace is just to block the world's mouths and win a good reputation of affection and righteousness.
There are so many treacherous things in the palace, Xue Pinggui doesn't have to do anything at all, he only gives Wang Baochuan the title, but he doesn't give her the capital to stand up, and within eighteen days, she died in the palace conspiracy.
Wang Baochuan died on the throne, and Xue Pinggui wrote a deep eulogy, and his reputation has been passed down through the ages.
Because while receiving the memories and plot hints of the original owner, Shu Ange also accepted part of the original owner's emotions, so she is very able to empathize.
Resentment, unwillingness, anger, guilt and longing for his biological parents, countless emotions came to his heart at the same time, Shu Ange sneezed, and the thoughts finally reached some.
Shu Ange was tightly stuffed with old cotton wool, which was not a warm old quilt, and began to think of a way out with a sad face.
The wealth and prosperity of the Tang Dynasty are still praised even after more than a thousand years.
However, people in troubled times are not as good as Taiping dogs, and in the last years of the Tang Dynasty, the warlords divided the territory, the smoke of gunpowder broke out, and the people were not able to live in ten rooms and nine empty, and even eating a full stomach became a problem.
Chang'an, as the capital of the country, has always been an important place in the country, and it has been occupied by warlords, and the lives of the common people are precarious, let alone other places.
"Recalling the heyday of the Kaiyuan Dynasty in the past, Xiaoyi still has thousands of rooms. The rice is fat and the corn is white, and the public and private warehouses are abundant. β
Shu Ange's poem suddenly appeared in his mind, and then thinking about the current bleak situation, it was really tear-jerking.
It is now the eleventh year of Xiantong, and the year before last, Pang Xun led the Guilin soldiers to rise up, and the Tang Dynasty in the smoke of war became more and more unbearable.
The mutiny lasted for a year and a half, and it was barely quelled until the eleventh year of Xiantong, and the damage caused to the Tang Dynasty, which was already unstable, was catastrophic.
Because of Xue Pinggui's participation in the army, Wang Baochuan often inquired about the battle situation, and still had some understanding of the reasons for the outbreak of the mutiny.
This mutiny, at first, was just because a group of border guards wanted to return to their hometown, but later it spread like a spark to the entire southeast.