>Zhao Qi traveled through time and became a seventh-grade county magistrate. At the beginning, the whole county was starved to death.
>He took out potatoes and corn, and the people knelt down and shouted to the sky; he made soap glass, and wealthy businessmen rushed to offer their daughters.
>Above the court, he smiled at Yan Song and his son jumping around: "My lords, I can master the tricks you play in primary school."
>Japanese pirates are attacking? Zhao Qi raised his hand and made a flintlock gun: "Queue up and shoot, please give me your advice!"
>Xu Jie's granddaughters, Jianghu chivalrous ladies, and Jiangnan talented girls all fell into their arms: "Husband, where will you stay tonight?"
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