Who in the Dajing Dynasty didn't know that Lin Yan, the scholar in the Yushi Mansion, was a complete loser?
He is illiterate and has no strength in his hands. He can even pour hot tea on the distinguished guests.
Until the day of the palace coup, the rebels surrounded the palace, and the civil and military officials of the court were helpless.
The good-for-nothing book boy who had been laughed at by everyone for three years slowly walked out of the crowd.
He gently raised his hand, three cloud-piercing arrows pierced the sky, and the three thousand dead soldiers of the Shadow Guards appeared instantly!
"The 107th generation master of Wenyuan Pavilion is here, who dares to touch our Dajing country?"
At this moment, Manchao Wenwu knelt on the ground, and the young man who had called him a waste was so frightened that he peed his pants.
