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Tang Yi traveled to the second generation of ancient officials and woke up in bed at the beginning. As a result, a group of strong men rushed in and wanted to kill him to sacrifice to heaven. Only then did Tang Yi realize that he had been tricked. This was a trap set by his sister-in-law and his evil stepmother, who wanted to kill him. How can a modern king of soldiers be captured without hesitation? Fight back aggressively on the spot! He pressed his sister-in-law to the ground and rubbed her, slapped her stepmother in the face, and made all the civil and military officials unable to take care of themselves... She became the living king of hell for the entire Dayan! Sister-in-law: "He is too strong. He has become an honest man. Please let him go." Stepmother: "Ahhh... He is a loser. Why can't he be killed? No matter how hard he kills him, he can't be killed." Dad: "What? My good-for-nothing son has become my strongest enemy? Oh my God, you are kidding me. Me?" The ministers said: "I can't stand it anymore. Why don't you send down a thunder to kill that damn troublemaker?" The emperor said: "Well, I heard that some ministers and enemies are too excited. Why do you tell me this? Just close the door and let Tang Yi go..."

There are many ways to get married, including love, friendship, family, make-do, torture, etc. But whichever one you choose will not suit you. I am a 30-year-old woman who got married in a hurry. I have been married for 7 years now. They say I have the seven-year itch. I think my marriage seems to have reached a cliff. In the past seven years, my marriage has been in an abnormal state, but it made me happy and worried at the same time.

Warm and cold as you like, beyond reach, a panoramic view of the plains, nineteen out of balance, that's all, that's all!

On September 6, 2025, the Ghost Festival, a very hard-working colleague Zhao Hanfeng died suddenly. At that time, he and I were working overtime, and without any warning, he just said he would take a nap and fell asleep. When I went to call him, he had already passed away. Not long ago, he just celebrated his 40th birthday. While sorting out his office supplies, I saw a letter he left for me and a USB flash drive.

"The Emperor is so stupid that he regards me as nothing!" Outside the city of Youzhou, the yellow sand was blown by the low wind, and tens of thousands of troops were arrayed like an iron wall, their swords and spears reflecting the cold sun. Tian Heng, wearing black armor and a sword hanging from his waist, stood on a high platform. The sound was like a thunderous explosion, which made the soldiers' blood boil: "I have been guarding the northern border for several years. I have led my troops to fight against the barbarians, expand the territory for thousands of miles, and protect the rivers and mountains of the Great Xia! But what about now? The emperor indulges in pleasure, favors rebellious ministers, the court is dirty, and the people are in dire straits! The rebels are in power, and they are trying to frame the loyal and good, and they want to reduce my military power and kill me - they treat our northern border officers and soldiers like grass and the country of Great Xia like child's play!" He suddenly drew out his sword and pointed it straight at the sky. The cold light of the sword pierced the sky: "Fortunately, I received the emperor's edict and entrusted me with it! I followed the emperor's edict and turned the tide from falling, and supported the building before it collapsed!" "Today, I will raise an army to quell Jingnan--!" "Execute the rebellious ministers! Qingjun side!--!" "Restore the orthodoxy! An Cangsheng!--!" The soldiers roared in unison, the sound shook the world, and the horses' hooves made the ground roar. Tian Heng pointed his sword in the direction of the imperial city, his eyes as sharp as a sharp edge: "Those who obey me will tear apart the earth and become princes, and we will share peace! Those who disobey me will be attacked with axes and axes, and all nine tribes will be killed! You will follow Gu Nan, trample the palace gates to pieces, kill all the traitors, and help Daxia return to the Qingming Dynasty - who dares not to obey?!" "Follow His Highness to the death! Jingnan! Jingnan!" The shouts of hundreds of thousands of troops overwhelmed the wind and rushed towards thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. .........