Buddhist Shrines Connect the Past and Present. Evacuate Warehouses to Save Floods. Don't Be Too Fond of Me, Prince.

[Ancient princes vs. The downtrodden rich second generation, connecting the past with the present + infrastructure + years of famine + intrigue + sweetness + sudden wealth] Lin Xishe unexpectedly discovered that the Buddhist niche left to her by her mother could lead to ancient times. A prince sent a prayer document more than a thousand years ago. The Hu Rong armies from the Seven Kingdoms are pressing down on the border. Countless border officers and soldiers have been killed. Floods have broken out in Beiyan City. The people and soldiers are chewing tree bark and grass roots. It has been raining for a month and the city embankment is about to be breached! Desperate, he wished to remain a vegetarian for the rest of his life and prayed to Guanyin Bodhisattva for food and guidance on how to fight floods and protect embankments. Lin Xishe couldn't bear the slaughter of her Han ancestors by foreigners, and she couldn't save herself. She sold the prince's calligraphy, made a huge profit of 100 million, and began to feed the ancient princes. Various anti-flood supplies and modern delicacies made ancient people think that she was a real Bodhisattva living in the Paradise of Paradise. AI robots descend from the sky, and the myth of spreading beans into soldiers becomes a reality! The border officers and soldiers were worried that their status would not be preserved, so they became more courageous to kill the enemy. The prince sent a large amount of gold, silver, calligraphy, paintings, and antique utensils as offerings to her. With the help of antiques from a thousand years ago, Lin Xishe became rich again. Her ex-boyfriend changed his mind and pursued her fiercely. Hearing that Lin Xishe was about to get engaged, the ancient prince panicked. Offer yourself and the court to the Bodhisattva in your heart. The eunuch in charge held up the imperial edict. The world is settled, I have built the Paradise of Paradise, can you be my queen?