This book is also known as "You Were Sent Off to a Reproduction Mission, But You Led Twin Heinous Women in Rebellion?" and "Men Are Sent from the Frontier, Sister, Our Husband is a Bit Fierce!"
Having traveled back to the ancient Daqian Dynasty, Chen Bei found himself in a shortage of men due to frequent border wars, forcing him to become a member of the government's wedding procession.
"Ning Jianjia, Ning Caiwei, do you sisters want men? Just ten taels of silver."
A frontier scout is bought by twin female criminals!
I will traverse a chaotic world, awaken to wield power over the land, and rest my head on the lap of a beautiful woman!
In his previous life, Cui Xian was a PhD in Chinese Language and Literature from a prestigious 985 university.
In this life, he transmigrated to a poor family in ancient times—
A poor family, a pregnant mother, young older siblings, a father and uncle who failed the college entrance exam six times, a grandmother who fantasizes about her son passing the exam and suffers from hysteria, and him who is only eight years old.
Choi Hyun: This is too tragic.
To change his fate, Cui Xian went out to work as a page for a rich young master.
But the young master was a poor student and afraid of taking the exam, so he came up with a bad idea: to secretly register Cui Xian for the imperial examination.
As a result, Cui Xian not only passed the exam, but also went on a killing spree.
He began his studies at the age of eight, wrote "Ode to the Goose" at eight, "Sympathy for the Peasants" at eight and a half, and "... " at nine... Countless great poets were so moved by his work that they gave up writing altogether.
His eight-legged essays laid the foundation for the eight-legged essay format and are hailed as the 'foundational' work.
He opened the stage for debate, engaging in a verbal battle with renowned scholars and learned men from all over the world, proving himself unbeatable.
His commentaries on the Four Books were included in official schools and became the ancient version of the imperial examination textbooks.
He achieved the highest rank in the imperial examination at the age of seventeen.
He also mentored six disciples who became top scholars in the imperial examinations.
He entered the cabinet as Grand Secretary at the age of twenty-seven, reaching the pinnacle of his official career.
He was the last pillar of the literary world in Daliang, a role model and idol for scholars.
Of all the talents in the world, he alone possesses eight-tenths.
He could compose poetry and debate classics when he was in retirement, and write policy essays when he was in the civil service examinations. With his pen, he could govern a great nation; on horseback, he could bring peace to the world.
He single-handedly extended the dynasty's life by three hundred years.
They destroyed Japanese pirates, eliminated the Tatars, built cannons and arsenals, assembled warships, opened up new sea routes, and launched expeditions to Europe.
It became the behind-the-scenes controlling shareholder in 16 countries around the world.
He stood, and the emperor dared not sit.
The officials and ministers wept bitterly, eagerly awaiting: When will the Grand Secretary return to ascend the throne?
And it all started that day when Cui Xian took the imperial examination in place of his young master…
"Doctor, for the past ten days, I've been hearing someone calling my name in my sleep."
“Mr. Huang Tian, you are hallucinating.”
“I’m sure I heard it.”
"Then you have anxiety somatization."
"Anxiety somatization?"
"Anyway, you're fine, don't worry. Just don't smoke or drink, go to bed early and get up early, and relax, and you'll be alright."
"..."
On September 5th, I went to see a doctor, who said I had no illness whatsoever, which put my mind at ease. However, that afternoon I was laid off from my job.
On September 6th, I tried not to think about anything before going to sleep, and I actually slept soundly until dawn. However, when I opened my eyes, I was horrified to hear someone calling my name. This was the first time I had heard these voices while fully awake.
On September 7th, I didn't sleep all day and looked haggard because I kept hearing ghostly calls in my ears, day and night.
On September 8th, I was overjoyed because I discovered that I could not only turn off the voices calling my name, but also see the scene of the people talking about me—could I be a god?
September 9th…
Some time later, just when I thought my superpowers were over, I vaguely heard tens of thousands of people shouting in unison, "The heavens are dead, the yellow heavens shall rise."
I was stunned: Is this also the Yellow Heaven?
I practiced until my body resembled a crane's form, and beneath a thousand pines lay two volumes of scriptures. I came to inquire about the Dao, but there was nothing more to say; the clouds were in the blue sky, and the water was in the bottle.
When Ji Shi woke up, he found himself transmigrated into the body of the Jiajing Emperor, who was obsessed with cultivating immortality, and it seemed that he had even succeeded in cultivating immortality.
When Li Jingxing awoke, he found himself in an unfamiliar environment. Around him were simple thatched huts and worn-out furniture, and a faint smell of straw filled the air. Looking down, he saw he was wearing tattered clothes and straw sandals. All of this puzzled him greatly. "How did I get here?" Li Jingxing wondered. Just then, a commotion broke his reverie.
(Hilarious, refreshing, relaxing, ancient, historical)
Cheng Jun traveled through time to the third year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty and became the son of military officer Cheng Yaojin. He happened to meet Li Shimin who was selecting censors!
Many years later, Li Shimin said to the crown prince, "Cheng Jun is a magic sword of my Tang Dynasty. Only a virtuous person can wield it. You are young, so I will leave it to you."
The crown prince was so frightened that he burst into tears, "I don't want to be the emperor anymore, whoever wants to be the emperor can do it!"
Li Shimin also cried out loudly, "I regret choosing Cheng Jun as the censor!"
He accidentally entered the Red Mansion and became Jia Cong, a bastard of the Rong State.
In the chaotic time and space, history walked into a confusing branch.
Countless heroes and heroes who made their mark in the history books were lost in the dust of time.
New mountains and rivers were created, and the roads were rising, washing away the old chapters.
What kind of golden and jade fate are they, and who is the lover, they are all just for the strong love of wind and moon.
The delicate face is reflected in the diamond-shaped mirror, and the cold light of the sword shines across the nine provinces .
When the mountains and rivers are scattered and the snow is gone, he stands on the lonely mountain and becomes a hero for the rest of his life.
These are the events before and after my death.
Who can record them and write a strange story?