The Eastern Emperor Token was the symbol of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi's identity. Others might not have the fortune to wear it. From this, it could be seen that this confident and slightly arrogant young man should be the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
In the Qin Dynasty, this person had always been known by name but never seen in person. He was extremely mysterious. Even important figures like the Eastern Monarch, Moon Goddess and Xing Hun of the Yin-Yang School would only meet him a few times in a year. It was just that they didn't expect that Eastern Emperor Taiyi would meet him here.
Because of Donghuang Taiyi, Ji Wuchen thought of another person-Eastern Monarch Yan Fei of the Yin-Yang School. He did not know where the best woman in Yin-Yang Arts was at this moment, or if she had already entered the Yin-Yang School.
It was also his goal to make this extraordinary woman his bed. Of course, she wasn't the only one. There were also Young Si Ming, Great Si Ming, Duanmu Rong, Yan Lingji, Zi Nu, Tian Yan, and the others.
To him, since he had come to an era where polygamy was allowed, wasting beautiful women was not his hobby. Of course, there was no need to rush. He needed to take it step by step. At present, he only needed to do three things, and that was enough.
One of the three things was to improve his own strength. Half-step to Inborn was not Inborn after all. It was more than enough to deal with some characters who were not proficient in martial arts. However, if he encountered a real expert, even if he used the Unparalleled Sword Box, it would not be easy to deal with him. Therefore, strength was the most important.
The second was to teach Zhao Zheng and allow him to increase his strength in a difficult situation. From there, he would increase his confidence and increase his position in his heart.
The third was also extremely important, and that was to return to the State of Qin. After all, the State of Zhao was not a place to stay for long. The State of Qin was just the beginning of its soaring ten thousand miles. Thinking about it, it should not be long before the Qin people came to pick up Zhao Zheng. Perhaps it was already very close, or perhaps there were already people running around the State of Zhao for this matter.
It was now 249 B.C. There were only two years left before 247 B.C. when Zhao Zheng became king. According to historical records, during these two years, Zhao Zheng's father, Zichu, who was also a mutant, became king.
History was rolling by, and in just two more years, Zhao Zheng would step onto the stage of history. Of course, when he returned to the State of Qin, he would have another name-Ying Zheng.
The wind and snow in Handan spread, and the fragrance of wine from Jingyi Pavilion filled the air. Ji Wuchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and the jade flute in his hand was gently placed by his mouth. A melodious tune of Zhao Song blended into the dancing snow. He didn't know the name of this song, but he had heard a singer from Jingyi Pavilion play it before. He roughly remembered some of it. However, he didn't expect it to be so beautiful when played.
The next morning, Ji Wuchen went out and met Donghuang Taiyi in the corridor. The two of them didn't talk and just smiled at each other. At this moment, a woman's scream spread throughout Jingyi Pavilion.
"Ah, someone is freezing to death!"
The person who spoke was a singer from Jingyi Pavilion. She was so scared that she shrank to the side. Her face was pale as she looked at the charming young woman who came over with an unfriendly expression. Her entire body trembled.
This young woman was the Veranda Lord of Pleasantness Veranda. No one knew her name, and everyone in Pleasantness Veranda called her Sister Hua. She was a flirtatious yet ruthless woman, and one could tell from her eyes.
"What's going on? Who put a dead person in front of my Jingyi Xuan's door so early in the morning? Which bastard did this? If this old lady finds out, I'll definitely skin him alive. Men, quickly throw her out so that she won't dirty my place and bring bad luck.”
"Wait!"
Two of the Jingyi Xuan handymen were about to make a move when Ji Wuchen shouted to stop them. As soon as he finished speaking, he was already in front of them. Donghuang Taiyi, who followed closely behind, also seemed to have the intention to make a move. However, when he saw that Ji Wuchen was one step ahead of him, he stood aside with a faint smile.
"Sir, what are you doing?" Sis Hua asked in confusion.
Ji Wuchen gently picked up the little girl and returned to Jingyi Pavilion." Although she's frozen, her pulse is still beating. Although it's weak, she can still be saved.”
Sis Hua was stunned for a moment before she smiled charmingly and shook her head.""You're kind, but do you know how many people freeze to death in this cold winter? Can you save them?”
"She's still a child. Could it be that the world has become so cruel that it doesn't even care about the life and death of an eight or nine-year-old child?”
Ji Wuchen clenched his fists and looked at Sister Hua coldly. He ordered,""Add a brazier in my room and boil a bowl of ginseng soup. Prepare a bucket of hot water for me to drink and a thick blanket!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a gold ingot popped out from his sleeve and flew towards Sis Hua. Sis Hua's eyes lit up as she caught the gold ingot and said with a smile,"Guest is really a good person. I will order someone to send it over quickly.”
However, in her heart, she had already determined that Ji Wuchen was a fool, a fool, and a good person.
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