Live Broadcast: My Leisurely Life As An Emperor in Daqin!

finally,

Ying Zheng chose to exchange twenty pounds of sweet potatoes!

Solve the ration problem first!

Right at this time,

a whimper,

Zheng Qing's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly woke up.

"Your Majesty is going to court again?"

Zheng Qinglai is in Ying Zheng's arms, reluctant to part!

royal family,

Unlike ordinary people,

Every day there are unfinished state affairs!

"Um!"

"It's morning time!"

Ying Zheng stretched out his fingers and scratched Zheng Qingqiong's nose lightly,

Under the service of the maid,

dress up,

Go to the imperial study room!

The live screen appears,

Looking at Ying Zheng who was reviewing official documents in the imperial study, countless people were excited!

this live,

Too f*ck up!

"See Your Majesty!"

"Greet your majesty!"

"Good luck, Your Majesty!"

"Good morning, Your Majesty!"

"Have you eaten, Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty misses Wei Chen!"

The barrage floated past one after another, and everyone began to skin up...

"Look at...the corner...is that...sweet potato?"

soon,

Netizens with sharp eyes stared straight at a sack in the corner, their eyes almost popping out!

"Fuck!"

"It's the sweet potato that really rides the horse!"

"Last time, the potatoes seem to be in this position too!"

"What a magical place, 6666!"

"It's not scientific, how could Qin Chao have sweet potatoes!"

"The one who rides the horse, the sweet potato also belongs to the Qin Dynasty?"

In the live room,

Countless people are boiling!

f*ck, the one in that bag is really sweet potato!

Holy crap!

Does this sweet potato also travel through time and space?

"Teacher, teacher!"

in front of a certain screen,

Zhao Fang, who just stayed up late to sort out the information, saw this scene in the live broadcast room,

Excited to run to the bedroom!

f*ck's!

Qin Dynasty actually had sweet potatoes!

"Xiao Zhao, what's so hurried!"

"Didn't I teach you to be prudent in everything?"

Qin Guoguang, who was woken up, was a little unhappy, and scolded Zhao Fang in a deep voice!

To be his disciple, you must make Mount Tai collapse in front of you without changing your color!

Such a gaffe, what a formality!

Just lose his face!

"Teacher, a sweet potato appeared in Qin Chao!"

Zhao Fang was emotional and said loudly to Qin Guoguang.

"Fuck!"

Liu Guoguang, who just woke up, quickly ran out of the bedroom!

sweet potato?

Qin Dynasty actually had sweet potatoes?

According to research,

Sweet potatoes were introduced to my country during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, and their origin is the Moshuimelon area in South America.

If there were already sweet potatoes in the Qin Dynasty,

Isn't that,

Can they advance the history of sweet potatoes by thousands of years?

"It's really sweet potatoes!"

Everyone gathered in front of the screen, looking at what was in the sack!

Qin Guoguang was very excited!

The appearance of sweet potatoes in the Qin Dynasty means that history will be overthrown for the second time!

What bullshit South America, what bullshit Mozumelon,

Sweet potatoes belong to the Qin Dynasty!

It is the native crop of the Qin Dynasty!

at the same time,

The scarf of sweet potatoes is on the hot search again!

Countless people were shocked,

turn out to be,

Sweet potatoes existed in the Qin Dynasty!

"Teacher, you have a private message coming in!"

unexpected,

Zhao Fang saw the header on Qin Guoguang's account flashing and was excited to remind him!

"It won't be sent by Zulong!"

Qin Guoguang suddenly trembled!

moment,

Even Liu Deng and others were breathing fast!

Qin Guoguang's palms began to sweat, tremblingly, he opened the private message, looking at Ying Zheng's reply above, he almost fainted with joy!

"Read!"

Zulong saw the news they sent?

"This news must not be told!"

"No one can know that Zulong has contact with us!"

Qin Guoguang, Liu Deng and others still decided to hide the news!

"right!"

"Not only can't we say, but we have to make the list as usual!"

"No, it's worse than usual!"

Zhao Guangming was so excited that his palms sweated.

finally,

Qin Guoguang and others added another 10 million to the account!

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At this time,

Ying Zheng is still reviewing official documents in the imperial study!

"Your Majesty, the morning time has come!"

Zhao Gao respectfully salutes!

Now the civil and military officials have been waiting for a long time!

"Um!"

"Bring your stuff!"

Ying Zheng put down the bamboo slip in his hand and pointed to the sack!

Zhao Gao was very skilled, he held the sack in his arms,

Zhao Gao looked at the sweet potato with some doubts, this bag is not a potato, it seems to be a crop, I don't know what strange thing it is...

"6666!"

"Fuck, cruel!"

"Same recipe, same taste!"

"Full of routines!"

"Ying Zheng: Dear gentlemen, today I want to introduce a fetish to you!"

"There is a potato-protecting general - Wang Jian!"

In the live room,

When everyone saw Zhao Gao holding the sweet potato,

Immediately thought of the scene at the court meeting a few days ago,

It's all like chicken blood!

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Three clean whips,

Civil and military officials wait patiently outside the hall!

Ying Zheng glanced roughly at the ministers waiting under his eyes, and raised his brows.

I see,

Meng Wu's eyes were blue, and he was hanging his arm!

Wang Jian's cheeks were red and swollen, and he was leaning on a cane!

Both are not in good shape!

"Your Majesty, when the two old generals were patrolling the city gate a few hours ago, they accidentally met!"

Zhao Gao reminded Ying Zheng carefully.

It is said that,

The two old men were very happy to see each other when they met,

those who follow,

It took my life to pull the two old men away...

"Um!"

Ying Zheng hummed softly and waved his sleeve robe!

Immediately,

The gates of the temple are open,

Civil and military officials enter the dynasty!

A column of civil servants,

Soon you will enter the hall!

There is only one column of generals, and today it has become a bit chaotic and procrastinated!

Ying Zheng sat on the dragon chair, looking at Wang Jian who was limping, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly!

It's just appalling!

Mengwu became interested,

Imitating Wang Jian and limping slowly into the hall!

The veins on Wang Jian's forehead burst out.

With blood on his head, he directly raised his crutch and slashed towards Meng Wu!

drink:

"Laozi fuck you old man!"

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ps: Ask for flowers, ask for evaluation tickets! *