[I traveled through time and became a street sweeper, and I became a cultivator in Jiajing by reporting on it]
Traveled through the Ming Dynasty and became the son of Emperor Jiajing hiding in a Taoist temple.
The dignitaries in the capital regard me as a bastard, and my brothers regard me as a stumbling block.
Until I went south with the secret order of "casting a tripod". Five years later, I brought back more than just the wealth and armor of Jiangnan.
There is also a saying that aspires to be the best in the world: "Father, you can sit in this country, but my son and I can't?"
"Father, you can sit in this country, but my son and I can't?"
Growth, Machiavellian, very beautiful