Sheng Huaiqing was raised with social support since he was a child, and he determined early on to study hard and build the motherland in the future.
But on the day he attended the university graduation ceremony as the first in age, he lost his life at the age of 22 in order to save others.
When he opened his eyes again, Sheng Huaiqing became the newly deposed prince of the Sheng Dynasty that had not been recorded in the history books, and was taking his younger brother on the way to the fiefdom.
The one holding his hand was his younger brother who was just knee-high. In front of him were the sallow and skinny subjects and the ruins of the royal palace. Forget it, there were still eyeing successors and other princes in the distant capital who were plotting his fate.
Sheng Huaiqing gritted his teeth: Although the major is not very relevant, isn't it just about construction? Let's do it!
Many years later, Sheng Huaiqing, who ascended the throne, came to the suburbs of Beijing by carriage.
The wheat fields are like waves, farmers are waving new iron hoes in their hands, and the waterwheel is slowly rolling in the distance. The sun shines in through the glass window of the carriage, and the newly made fruit candies on the small table are as crystal clear as gems.
Sheng Huaiqing stared blankly at the world that had changed due to his arrival: He seemed... Professional?
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