Qian Xuesen, the father of a generation of aerospace, during his lunch break, he wandered in his mind and actually dreamed that he traveled to the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms.
And he actually traveled through time and became a six-year-old child.
Qian Hongchu, alone, continued walking along the street.
At this moment, a thin figure suddenly ran out of the alley and bumped into Qian Hongchu.
Qian Hongchu quickly stabilized his body and looked down, only to see a child about six years old looking up at him.
After the child Qian Xuesen bumped into Qian Hongchu, instead of being frightened, he stretched out his thin little hand, tightly held Qian Hongchu's sleeve, and shouted in a sweet voice:
"Your Majesty!"
Qian Hongchu was shocked and frowned subconsciously.
He was wearing casual clothes today without any markings. How could this child recognize him as the prince?
He was about to ask, but a clear voice suddenly sounded in his mind. The voice was calm and experienced. It was completely different from the milky voice of the six-year-old child in front of him. It was like an old man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life, with a hint of helplessness and regret:
[Good guy, is this Qian Hongchu? Sure enough, it was as written in the history books. He was handsome and gentle, but his eyebrows were too indecisive. How could he defend Wu Yue in troubled times with this look?
Qian Hongchu froze and looked sharply at the child in front of him.
Who is it? Who is speaking?
[Alas, it is such a pity that a generation of wise kings met a gloomy end in his previous life. He was placed under house arrest in Bianliang and could not return to Wuyue until his death. Qian Liu's foundation could not be saved after all.
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Qian Xuesen and Qian Hongchu worked together to create a peaceful and prosperous age with the help of the prophet and the system.
