I, who only wanted to be a foolish king, became an emperor through the ages?

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

Li Quan was overjoyed.

I thought that even if I didn't get skinned today, there would be no good fruit to eat.

Unexpectedly, the Holy Majesty not only did not punish him, but also praised him for his good governance.

A long time after Xia Jiuyou's dragon chariot passed by.

The prefect of Quancheng still felt a little sorry.

A man muttered to himself beside the road.

"How can I accept bribes for things that can increase people's power?"

"Nowadays, the Holy Majesty is dedicated to serving the people. Before the dragon chariot, no one picked him up and didn't care about it."

"Instead, I think that the common people will have a better life this year."

Li Quan raised his head and looked around at the early summer scene where the grass grew and the warblers flew around.

I remembered the time when I was a teenager when I was a Jinshi, and I went on a parade with flowers.

At that time, it was also this general green grass-like scene.

At that time, I was still full of excitement and looked forward to being a generation of upright officials for the people.

However, during the years of ups and downs in the officialdom, the smell of copper was smeared on his sleeves.

Two drops of hot tears flowed from Li Quan's eyes.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

On the deserted street, the majestic fourth-rank officials knelt on the ground and cried with hot tears.

It is the good fortune of the people to have this holy king.

Li Quan stood up slowly and wiped away his tears with his big sleeves.

On the way back to the government with big strides, the sleeves were gently blown by the breeze.

A wisp of breeze lingered in his sleeve for a long time.

Xia Jiuyou, who was leisurely admiring the beauty of Daming Lake while sitting on a dragon chariot, didn't know yet.

One unintentional sentence of his own made the slick and sophisticated official of Quancheng from then on to serve the people wholeheartedly and stay clean all his life.

"Your Majesty, look at the clear and green water of Daming Lake, which is formed by the gathering of many springs in this spring city."

"This pond full of lotus blooms because of your arrival, I can't wait to see the holy face."

Xia Jiuyou was a little tired of Wei Zhongxian's flattering for a while.

He waved at the people carrying the dragon chariot, signaling them to stop.

Xia Jiuyou stepped off the dragon chariot slowly, admiring the lotus in Daming Lake.

"The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers in the sun are different."

An ancient poem appeared in his heart, which just matched the beautiful scenery in front of him.

He couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.

Concubine Jin, who was following behind him, was thinking about how to pick two blooming lotus flowers.

But overheard his whispered verses.

"I didn't expect that Emperor Xia, who seems to be licentious and innocent, still has such talent."

"It's a waste!"

Although Concubine Jin was attracted by the artistic conception in the poem.

But when this poem came out of Emperor Xia's mouth, she felt violent.

"Humph!"

There was a slight curvature on her delicate little nose.

Unexpectedly, Xia Jiuyou was looking back at her.

The deep eyes are like the stars in the sky, which makes people unable to help but indulge in them.

"what!"

Concubine Jin was still angry about what happened before, her face was as puffy as a puffer fish.

"Let's go swimming in the lake. Wei Zhongxian, prepare the boat."

Looking at the beautiful scenery and beauties in front of him, Xia Jiuyou suddenly became interested in playing.

Let Wei Zhongxian prepare a small boat, and he and Concubine Jin jumped into it.

Not long after, the concubine Jin's soft scolding and Xia Jiuyou's soft laughter came from the boat in the middle of the lake.

……

Outside the gate of Quancheng.

The frail old man in Tsing Yi looked puzzled at the deserted city gate.

"It's strange, this spring city is a big city after all, how can it be so sparsely populated."

After entering the city, the more we walked, the more strange it became.

The whole city is like a ghost town, empty and uninhabited.

It wasn't until he encountered a farmland that he encountered several farmers playing with the land.

"Hello, I want to ask, where are the people in this city?"

A rather old man in the farmer stopped his farm work and turned his head.

With rough hands, he picked up the towel hanging around his neck and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Did you just come here?"

The old man in Tsing Yi nodded his head slightly, as wisps of breeze lingered around him.

The farmers who worked hard under the scorching sun felt the slightest cool breeze.

A comfortable expression appeared on the old man's wrinkled face.

"It's strange, it's still windy on flat ground."

"People who are idle in this city are busy making money, how can they see people."

A ray of doubt appeared on the face of the old man in Tsing Yi, making money?What kind of money do you earn?

"Can you tell me the details?"

A simple and honest smile appeared on the corner of the old farmer's mouth.

Originally, who would tell outsiders about making money like this.

But he looked at people of his own age with an inexplicable intimacy.

So tell the truth.

"It's not hard to find this place. You only need to walk a few miles east and you will see a place called Huangshi Town."

"They are recruiting people to do some manual work, and they can give hundreds of dollars a day."

"If I didn't have to take care of these acres of fields, I would have gone to work there a long time ago."

After the old farmer finished speaking, he walked to the edge of the field on his own.

Picking up his own big kettle, he drank two sips of cool tea water to relieve the heat on his body.

But as I walked away, I felt my body getting hotter.

The originally cool breeze was gone.

When he turns back again,
The old man in Tsing Yi had disappeared.

"What a freak."

"Oh, why is his hair black?"

The old farmer clapped his hands, and finally remembered why he didn't feel right no matter how he looked at him just now.

Although the old man in Tsing Yi was frail, his face was full of wrinkles.

But a head of black hair is like a waterfall.

"This is meeting a living god."

The old farmer who feels that he has missed [-] million is not annoyed.

After sighing lightly, he went back to the farmland, picked up the hoe and started to work.

The old man in Tsing Yi is Zhang Fuxiang who presided over the construction of Xia Guo's Juling Formation!
When he was building the Spirit Gathering Formation in the Jiangnan area, he accidentally noticed a strange fluctuation appearing in the northeast direction.

It messed up the aura that had been sorted out.

Zhang Fuxiang followed the aura of the entire Xia Kingdom and slowly searched for the source of the disorder.

Walk all the way to the spring city.

"What's going on here? There are no mistakes in the nodes of the formation, so why is it disordered?"

Zhang Fuxiang, who was dressed in Tsing Yi, was puzzled.

This made him decide to follow the clues to find out what was disrupting the operation of the spiritual energy.

"Who?"

Sensing that someone was following behind him, Zhang Fuxiang gave a soft drink.

The majestic spiritual energy was released like a mountain.

The hard bluestone floor was reduced to powder inch by inch.

"Senior, I am merciful, and Li Yuhan is a disciple of Li Boheng, the master of Qian Lingfeng in Xiatian Lingzong."

In front of him was a young woman in a black dress with luggage in both hands.

Zhang Fuxiang waved lightly with one hand.

The majestic aura suddenly disappeared without a trace.

A trace of doubt appeared on his face.

Just now it was obvious that he was a first-rank master.

Why does it look like there are only five grades?

He took a closer look and found that there were layers of seals on this young woman.