Daming: I became a 9000-year-old orphan

Three years of Tianqi.

With the arrival of the small glacier, the winter of the Ming Dynasty seemed somewhat unusual.

Wei Ning, who had transmigrated, came to the capital with a jade pendant to look for his relatives.

However, he was penniless. In order to survive, Wei Ning could only pawn the jade pendant and open a small teahouse.

That afternoon, a middle-aged man came to the teahouse.

It was a series of questions.

"How old are you this year? Where did you come from?"

"Is your mother alright?"

"How have you been all these years? Do you lack money?”

"Do you want to be the top scorer and become a high official? The kind of person who was below one person and above ten thousand people.”

Wei Ning was speechless.

F * ck, do you want to be the top scorer? Do you think you were the one who handpicked the top scorer? To be below one person and above ten thousand people?

Who do you think you are? Wei Zhongxian?

The middle-aged man said,"I’m not pretending anymore. I’m going to lay my cards on the table. I’m Big Ming, nine thousand years old. Your..."