"..."
When it came to praising the current king, Constable Zhao spoke eloquently and sincerely, without any attempt to flatter or fawn.
Many other people echoed this sentiment.
"Indeed, our King is the most wise and mighty!"
"You know, if it weren't for Your Majesty, we'd be living worse than pigs and dogs!"
"Yes! How many are there now? My little rascal is already in school!"
"..."
Lu Chuan: I...!
Your salary and emoluments are the people's hard-earned money; the common people are easily oppressed, but Heaven is hard to deceive! They even came up with this saying!
I don't even know how much more he said, damn it! He wanted to show off with poetry, but now it seems like that's going to be in vain!
At that point, forget about showing off in front of others; he'll probably just die on the spot!
Look at other people who time-travel; a casual poem or something can cause a huge uproar and make them famous throughout the world. But here I am... what is this thing?!
Now, based on Di Xin's actions, Lu Chuan has essentially provided irrefutable evidence.
Di Xin's body was either possessed by a transmigrator, or he had a system by his side!
After all, without a system, where would those sweet potatoes and potatoes come from?! They couldn't just appear out of thin air!
Or... this guy might be his apprentice. Now that I think about it, back then, Xiao Yinzi was interested in modern things, especially sweet potatoes and potatoes!
Holy crap!
My disciple is Di Xin? If that's true, then there's no point in hiding from the Investiture of the Gods calamity. There's no use in hiding anymore; we're already completely caught up in it!
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