"That's why Emperor Jianyuan sent him both a dragon robe and an imperial seal, acting as if he would hand over the throne to the emperor if the gentleman just asked."
"If you were even slightly less capable, Emperor Jianyuan would have already sent a large army to attack you."
Li Chang'an shook his head upon hearing this.
He always felt that these ancient people's thinking seemed to be fixed.
They felt that the throne was like a hot commodity, and everyone wanted to take a bite out of it.
To put it bluntly, even if he had become the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he wouldn't have been as happy as he was as a rich person in his previous life.
The happiness of the wealthy is something these ancient people could not imagine.
Traveling a thousand miles in a day, I was wearing short sleeves in Fujian in the morning, and by the afternoon I was in the north watching the snow.
You can see everything happening in the world while sitting at home, and you can see friends thousands of miles away while lying in bed.
Moreover, you can eat all kinds of food from all over the world. As long as you have money, you can even take a bite of a polar bear.
Eating vegetables and watermelon in winter, or enjoying air conditioning and fans in summer, are child's play.
The moment you open your phone, countless beautiful women will dance and sing for you in front of the screen.
If you just follow them, they can keep playing music and dancing.
This kind of life is something these ancient indigenous people probably could never imagine in their entire lives.
Thinking of this, Li Chang'an couldn't help but reminisce about his previous life.
He leaned against a pillar, gazing at the sky, his eyes as lonely as the moon.
Yan Song finally breathed his last.
He felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, followed by a sense of relief.
I can finally die.
Yan Song felt his soul falling, and then it started to heat up, as if he were being burned by fire.
The fever was rising higher and higher, and I was in excruciating pain all over my body.
He began to wail, feeling as if he were engulfed in flames, while three other souls beside him were also wailing.
Li Chang'an looked at the Hell Lamp, flicked the flames inside, and said, "Lord Yan, you see, I'm still good to you. Don't you want immortality? I'll grant you immortality."
After saying that, he also dragged the souls of Yan Shifan and Qin Hui, along with their group of corrupt officials, into the lamps of hell.
After all, a family should be together all the time!
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