Chu Tianming, the young prince of the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion, once awakened to the prodigal system and ran wildly on the road to death——
The founding black iron armor was smelted to create a gilt toilet, and the heroes from northern Xinjiang competed to become toilet gods;
Three hundred courtesans from a brothel were hired to perform the Eight Diagrams array, and the drunken graffiti turned out to be ancient elixirs;
He pawned the royal gift of a dragon and horse in exchange for a one-eyed old pony. Who knew there was a treasure of the witch god hidden in his eyes?
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were heartbroken and said: "If we don't get rid of this son, the country will not be able to survive!"
But I saw that the luck of the little marquis turned into a dragon on his head, the luminous pearl he threw casually became a magic weapon for ruling the country, and the century-old ginseng fed to the fish raised a dragon.
Chu Tianming looked at the frontier generals kneeling down begging for investment, the head of the Qintian Prison climbing the wall in the middle of the night, and the enemy spies crying "Give me a way to live", and scratched his hair crown studded with spiritual stones: "I just want to ruin my family, how come you all have become immortals?"
