My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 153 It’s over, it’s too late
The eldest son was born to Su Ziping, with a second-class spiritual root and fairly good qualifications.

The second son is the best, with first-class spiritual roots, born from Li Siyi.

The third son is relatively mediocre, and has about the same qualifications as Zhu Houcong, who has been tempered by the true flames of the sun and has a spiritual root of about C.

His mother is Li Wenyu, who is now seriously ill in bed and just a mortal.

There is no doubt that the explosion rate is amazing.

If Xiyuan hadn't been able to support so many high-level monks, Zhu Houcong would have planned to raise an army of monks.

However, there were a few princesses with good qualifications, which made Zhu Houcong's eyes light up.

Thinking about how to help my good daughters make good use of this rare talent and realize their own life value as soon as possible.

Female guardian?Xuan comfort envoy?Or some general marshal of southeast, northwest and northwest?Anyway, it can't be wasted.

Zhu Houcong thought.

As night fell, Huang Jin was ordered to drive people away on the grounds that the emperor was tired. Everyone retreated with different moods, leaving the palace in front of them where the supreme power and glory of the entire empire gathered.

Presumably, Zhu Houcong's words today will not only affect the inner court, but as time goes by, the Ming Dynasty court, which has brought together representatives of all factions in the world, will also have another undercurrent due to the emperor's intention to set up vassals to defend the border, and will set off an undercurrent in the near future. Waves of turbulent waves have profoundly affected the current situation of the Ming Dynasty.

But now those can be put aside.

Zhu Houcong looked at the world of cultivators in front of him that was already purple and black, but there was still a hint of green above the black head, and he felt a sense of fear in his heart.

Fortunately, I ran fast. Who knows what the world has become now.

The group was very quiet today, but four netizens took advantage of Zhu Houcong's absence to chat a lot in the group, especially a certain environmentally friendly girl and a sexy senior.

Both parties expressed to each other that the other party had stolen the house and stated that they would cut off all contact with the other party.

The literary girl plays both sides, seemingly trying to break up the fight, but in fact she starts to ignite old scores.

What "special enthusiasts" raided the "primitive forest" and chemical leaks caused a lot of pollution.

The party was having a great time, but someone poured a pot of soup directly from the sky, causing the celebration to completely fail.

In short, the two of them became more and more quarrelsome, saying that the other party should withdraw from the group voluntarily, because there is no place for you in this family.

A certain old man Huang even took advantage of the expiration of his ban to try to join forces with Zonglianheng to ensure that he would not be banned forever. Then he was banned again by the literary girl who immediately realized that something was wrong.

As for the bad girl, this person hurriedly said, wait a minute, you guys are nothing, I will give you a whole big job later, and then hurriedly logged off.

Looking at the chaotic situation in front of him, Zhu Houcong sighed.

So many things happened while I was away!
The green world in front of me is full of energy.

Zhu Houcong had explored it last time, and it was definitely a good place to break through the core formation.

However, why does this seemingly emerald green world in front of us have a faint blue light after looking at it for a long time?

……

"Sir! Do you want to buy a newspaper?"

In order to appear less out of place in this medieval-like world I saw last time.

Zhu Houcong, who considered himself a veteran of time travel, put on a set of imitation ancient Greek robes that were very popular in the West recently.

Although it is very likely that the Venetian businessmen used the gimmick of the Renaissance to find a few painters and made it up out of thin air.

But after all, it is used to deceive those rich people who claim to be the new aristocracy. The materials and design are quite good, and they fit well when worn.

Zhu Houcong was very satisfied and said that he could integrate into it naturally——

No wonder!

Looking at the young man in front of him who was wearing a shabby coat and a newsboy hat, his fingers were red from the cold wind, he was still selling newspapers to Zhu Houcong.

Zhu Houcong was shocked to realize that he was on a city street more than five meters wide.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and I looked at the bright lights around me, the electric lamps on the roadside, the eighteenth-century British buildings, the carriages passing by, the gentlemen wearing leather shoes and civilized clothes, and the office workers in a hurry, putting on makeup on the carriages and rushing to go. Ladies at the next party.

There was also a huge poster posted on the tall building about a warrior holding something similar to a firecracker and wearing an armor emitting blue light, calmly repelling the demons from the forest.

Zhu Houcong only felt absurd.A nobleman in a carriage passing by was attracted by Zhu Houcong's costume. When passing by Zhu Houcong, he did not forget to open the window and take off his hat to salute.

"Praise to the Enlightener!"

Zhu Houcong, who didn't understand anything, could only smile and nod, and replied imitating his tone.

“Praise be to the Enlightened.”

By the way, he used a soul-stealing spell when he was not prepared, giving him a whole day of baby-like sleep.

After reading part of his memory and knowledge...naturally, I also roughly understood the language of this world.

It is surrounded by eighteenth-century Georgian-style buildings with a very British style.

Under the industrial revolution, the rows of side-by-side townhouses infinitely highlighted the insignificance of people.

As night falls, lights light up on both sides of the street.

It is not the electric light that Zhu Houcong was accustomed to in his previous life, but a new liquid energy source that he does not know what it is.

At least Zhu Houcong didn't see any traces of wires.

The newsboy in front of him obviously confirmed that Zhu Houcong was probably an aristocrat through the gentleman's hat-off salute just now, or at least a well-to-do person who had enough money to play role-playing in the streets.

Night was about to fall, and more than half of the newspapers in his hand were still unsold.

In front of Zhu Houcong, he prayed again.

"Buy some newspapers, sir. It contains the latest trends in the war between Caesar's Empire and the Savages in the New World. It only arrived at noon. Buy one and you can read it during dinner in the evening."

When it came to eating, the little newsboy in front of him swallowed his saliva.

It's a pity because the city hall has recently raised the prices of barley and various agricultural products on the grounds that most cargo ships in the New World have been suspended due to the war.

The newsboy has been living in the relief station for a long time, eating black bread and drinking hot water.

In the past, I could occasionally save some money to buy some lard to replenish oil and water.

Tears welled up in his eyes when he thought that he would be 14 years old next year and the relief station would no longer provide him with free food.

"How much does it cost-"

Zhu Houcong looked at the child in front of him who was obviously living in an extremely difficult life and sighed.

"One rune for each! It's a great deal!"

Seeing Zhu Houcong's intention to buy, the newsboy's eyes lit up instantly and he quickly took out the newspaper to sell it.

"How many kinds are there? One for each! But before paying, you have to tell me where your gold shop is?"

Zhu Houcong sighed.

In order to deal with the indigenous people he might encounter in this world, Zhu Houcong had prepared a lot of gold coins in advance.

Now it's in use.

Looking at the gold shop owner who was smiling brightly in front of him, he obviously got a big advantage from Zhu Houcong. Zhu Houcong took a thick stack of large bills exchanged for one gold coin, took a few and stuffed them into the pocket of the newsboy's jacket. I am too lazy to argue with this profiteer.

After all, Zhu Houcong picked up a few piles of banknotes from the counter of the gold shop and put them into his storage bag just in case something unexpected happened.

They are evenly matched.

Pulling and looking at the large banknotes on his chest, obviously thinking of something bad, the newsboy turned pale instantly and went to a pub on the street. He ordered two glasses of malt wine, toast, and a large piece of lamb chops.

Looking at the little newsboy in front of him, hunger has really defeated his fear, and he is panicking in his heart while eating happily.

Zhu Houcong imitated the man in the carriage and put on a black dress. At this moment, he looked somewhat like a gentleman.

Seeing the newsboy choked, Zhu Houcong put down his beer glass and smiled kindly.

"Come on, eat slowly, don't be in a hurry."

"Tell me, what year is it today?"

(End of this chapter)