Tomorrow Is the Song Dynasty

I have a home in the Song Dynasty!

I have ten of China's finest liquors!

Perfume, soap, and famous chefs' dishes, I've got it all!

Weapons of every kind, hot and cold, strong and weak, you name it!

Bao Zheng's dark face blossomed into a smile. "We've known each other for ages. How about giving me a couple bottles of Moutai?"

Fan Zhongyan looked worried. "Bao Zheng has clearly fallen into depravity. Drinking isn't nearly as good as eating. Give me another couple of those chicken wings!"

The benevolent emperor Zhao Zhen, revered through the ages, looked full of anticipation. "If I had a son, he'd be about your age!"

"Huh?"

"I've always been in poor health. I really don't know who will take the throne after I'm gone!"

"Your surname is Zhao too, isn't it? Five hundred years ago, we..."

Zhao Qi was speechless. Because we hit it off, I treated you like a dear old friend, but you want to be my dad?

Forget it!

He turned around!

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This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.