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Chapter 2 Empress of the Tang Dynasty? Game World?

Chapter 2 Empress of the Tang Dynasty? Game world?

Morning mist.

The street gradually became lively, with porters carrying burdens, donkey carts transporting firewood to the city, and breakfast stalls cooking thick soup and steaming hot.

It’s really full of human fireworks.

Fang Chang felt something in his heart, and then...

"vomit!"

A wheelbarrow filled with night incense passed by him, and the stench hit his face.

The middle-aged man pushing the wheelbarrow shouted an apology, looked back at Fang Chang, and immediately became excited and quickened his pace.

I take back what I just said.

Fang Chang supported the wall and watched the man leave, thinking that this was probably because he had been in the abalone house for a long time and didn't smell the smell.

Speaking of which, he also has a faint fragrance on his body, which is the unique smell of Mingdian incense candles, and most people don't like to smell it.

Because every time others smell this smell, it means something bad has happened to someone's family.

He walked a little further and came to a shop called Luxiang Pharmacy.

There are couplets hanging on both sides of the store, "I hope people in the world are not sick, I would rather put medicine on the shelf to produce dust."

The handwriting is very good.

Judging from his shallow knowledge of calligraphy, if he can write something that he can understand, then it is a good calligraphy.

Speaking of which, the characters in this world were the same as those in his last world, which really saved him a lot of trouble.

When he appeared in front of the drug store, an old man who was standing at the counter looking at the account books seemed to feel something. He raised his head and took a look, and then took a breath of cold air.

"Hey, Mr. Fang family, are you... possessed by an evil spirit?"

With that said, he walked out of the counter and reached out to feel Fang Chang's pulse.

What does the square length look like at this time?

He was depleted of blood and energy, and looked like an evil ghost. His cheeks were shriveled, his eyes were lifeless, and his hair was yellow and sparse, just like a victim who had just experienced a famine.

Fang Chang didn't stop the old man from taking his pulse.

The reason why he came here was to let the old man give him medical treatment and medicine.

He also didn't expect that conquering a paper puppet would consume so much of his blood.

Originally, after the qi-entraining ceremony, his body suffered some losses. He chewed a wild ginseng and finally made up for it, but it was all gone again.

Fortunately...

Fang Chang unconsciously tightened his cuffs.

There was a little paper figurine lying inside, looking like a girl with a cute smile.

Even though he looked like he was about to collapse if the wind blew, but with the puppet girl protecting his body, ordinary men would not be able to get close to him.

"Hey, hey..."

The old man let out a long sigh, held Fang Chang's pulse tightly, and checked carefully for a while before letting go.

"Uncle Xu, don't just sigh. Can I still be saved?"

Fang Chang was a little nervous because of the old man.

The old man sighed again and then said:

"My medical skills are not good, so I can only save half of your life. I can help you make up some of the lost energy and blood.

But if I want to return to the previous state, I am really unable to do so."

Fang Chang breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "That's enough. Uncle Xu, please give me some medicine."

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but shake his head, remembering the rumors about Fang's father, and stopped asking any more questions.

"Medicine is not cheap, I can only give it to you at cost price."

"Okay, Uncle Xu, are you still worried that I have no money?"

Fang Chang took out his wallet and was suddenly startled.

He really has no money.

In order to arrange the ritual of introducing Qi into the body, he spent a lot of silver, including many rare items.

Including the wild ginseng that he bought for ten taels of silver just in case, the dozens of taels of silver that Father Fang left him amounted to seventy-seven or eighty-eight.

At this moment, he only had a little more than two taels of broken silver in his hand.

"Ahem, Uncle Xu, um, I only have so much, can I get the rest on credit first?"

The old man who was taking the medicine paused, turned his head and saw the broken silver scattered on the counter, and couldn't help but ask:

"Your store is doing so well, and your father is a housekeeper, so this is all you have left?"

The implication is that Fang Chang went out to fool around and spent all the money left by his father.

"Master Fang, I and your father have known each other for a while, and there are some things I shouldn't have said.

But now that your father is gone, as your elder, I still have to advise you to run your store well. As long as you are half as capable as your father, you will be able to live and feed well in the future.

But don't touch things you shouldn't touch.

These two taels of silver are your last savings, right?

Hey, forget it, I will let you owe it this time, and wait until you have money to send it to me.

But it’s just this once, if you dare not pay me next time, don’t blame me for beating you out with a broom.”

The old man was taking the medicine and giving endless instructions.

"Okay, here are five doses of medicine, one dose per day, add three bowls of water and boil over medium heat to make one bowl, once in the morning and evening.

Also, be sure not to injure yourself again, otherwise even gods will not be able to save you."

The old man tied up the medicine bag and handed it to Fang Chang, speaking earnestly and thoughtfully.

Fang Chang followed the good advice and accepted everything, and then said with a smile:

"Goodbye, old man Xu, I will definitely repay the money."

After that, Fang Chang took the medicine, waved to the old man, and left in a cool manner. He looked so sick that it was hard to see his cool temperament.

Not long after Fang Chang left, a crisp voice came from the inner room.

"Grandpa, I just heard Brother Fang Chang's voice. Is he here?"

The curtain opened, and a petite girl with a round face, about sixteen or seventeen years old, walked out.

The girl had braids, a simple and elegant hemp skirt, and a white apron around her waist. She was carrying a tray with two bowls of white porridge and a portion of shiny diced radish and pickles.

The old man was not in a good mood, so he took the tray from the girl's hand and stood on the counter to eat breakfast.

"It's that boy from the Fang family, but I let him go."

The girl's face was anxious: "Grandpa, why did you let Brother Fang Chang go? Ever since Uncle Fang passed away, he hasn't been out for a long time.

Oh, grandpa, please tell me which way he went, and I will chase him."

"Lanlan, don't go."

The old man quickly grabbed the girl, thought about it, and said:

"Lan Lan, according to grandpa's opinion, the matter between you and Fang Chang can just be...forget it."

Before Fang's father passed away, he had a joke with Fang's father, saying that the two children were of the same age and got along well with each other on weekdays, so why not arrange a baby wedding first?

Father Fang naturally smiled and agreed.

But when these words reached the ears of the two children, their original friendship became a little more ambiguous.

The girl no longer pestered Fang Chang as usual.

But that's just a girl's reserve.

She is also willing to have Fang Chang, the brother next door, become her future husband.

If Fang's father had not recently died, perhaps the Fang family would have come to propose marriage to her at this time.

When she heard grandpa say forget it, the girl paused and asked in confusion:

"But grandpa, didn't you say that?"

The old man sighed, as if he had sighed more today than in his whole life.

"Grandpa knew that Fang Chang was a good boy, but now and then, Fang was young and strong, but he died without any illness. I had doubts in my heart for a long time.

At this time, Fang Chang looked like he was going to die young again. He was afraid that because of the unknown bloodline of his family, he might die young.

Grandpa took his pulse just now. Although he was eighteen years old, his pulse was weaker than that of an old man in his fifties.

Grandpa can't just push you into the fire pit.

You are still so young. After ten or twenty years, grandpa will be gone. If Fang Chang also leaves for no reason, what will you do?

In today's world, if there is no man in the family, wouldn't you, the orphans and the widowed, suffer the consequences?

Don't blame grandpa, grandpa also just wants to find a good home for you.

If you still want to be with Fang Chang, he is going east now, and grandpa won't stop you, and grandpa will try his best to help him live a few more years."

The old man let go of the girl's hand and let her choose.

The girl's expression was dull, and her originally hot heart suddenly became cold.

She wanted to say that she was not afraid.

But when she thought of the scene her grandfather said, she couldn't help but hesitate.

Seeing this, the old man patted the girl's hand. The usually sweet white porridge and crispy pickles were tasteless at this moment.

He ate a few hasty bites, then let the girl go back to the inner room. He leaned on the counter and stared at the gradually noisy flow of people on the street, feeling dazed for a while.



Fang Chang didn't know that his engagement was annulled when he went to the pharmacy to grab some medicine.

At this moment, he was in a daze like the old man.

Because he heard a piece of news that caught him off guard.

He was standing outside a teahouse, and the roar of people's voices spread from the teahouse to the street, as if a loudspeaker was installed.

"Nonsense! It's really nonsense!"

"In the more than three hundred years since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, has there ever been a female crown prince?!"

"That's right, how could He Dehe, an eight-year-old girl, become the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty? Doesn't our vast Tang Dynasty not have a good man?"

"The Tang Dynasty has raised scholars for three hundred years, and today is the time to repay the favor!

I ask you all to sign this book of ten thousand people with me, so that today we can see the uproar among the people, and let the world know the determination of our scholars and common people!"

"Count me in! If I don't stop Jin Shang today, a hundred years from now, the Tang Dynasty will probably be like a chicken, and the yin and yang will be reversed!

When the time comes, the country will no longer be a country, and the Tang Dynasty will be destroyed!"

"Brother Gongming, be careful what you say!"



Fang Chang felt his head was buzzing.

The female crown prince of the Tang Dynasty, isn’t that the future empress of the Tang Dynasty?

There is something wrong with this!

He grabbed a tea guest who had just walked out of the teahouse. At this time, his face was red and there was still sweat on his forehead. He thought he was one of the people who made an impassioned speech just now.

"This brother is so polite."

The tea guest was a young man who looked like a scholar. He was shocked when he saw Fang Chang's sick look, but he still replied politely:

"Brother, I stopped you, but something happened?"

Fang Chang asked straight to the point: "I saw everyone was in a turbulent mood just now, but what big thing happened?"

The scholar immediately put on an indignant look and said:

"Brother, I don't know. Today, Qianzhu County received a decree from the capital. It turns out that it is to enthrone the crown prince and announce it to the world.

This is a good thing. The Tang Dynasty has an heir, which means that the country's foundation is stable.

But this prince alone did not choose His Highness King Qi, who was the direct descendant of the Queen, nor His Highness Ren Wang, who was famous for his benevolence, nor His Highness King Cheng, who guarded the border for us in the Tang Dynasty. Instead, he chose an eight-year-old girl.

How could this not make us angry!

There must be a traitor in the court who has deceived your majesty. We are preparing to draft a book of all people, hoping that your majesty will see the surging public opinion and withdraw the decree of canonizing the female crown prince.

When the time comes, brother, please come and sign as well."

Fang Chang agreed casually, and then asked the question he was most concerned about.

"I wonder if my brother knows the name of the female prince?"

The scholar snorted coldly: "When it comes to the name of this female prince, it is also particularly irritating.

In order to name her, I actually made up a word, sun and moon in the sky, she is not even the emperor."

"The sun and the moon are flying in the sky, Zhou Zhao of the Tang Dynasty!"

"Yes, that's exactly the name, eh! Why are you leaving, brother? Remember to come tomorrow to sign the Ten Thousand People's Book. You don't have to sign but have your fingerprints printed!"

When Fang Chang walked home, everyone was feeling dizzy.

He didn't know whether he should cry or laugh.

What the heck, he really traveled to the game world of "Fairy and Demon"!

At this moment, Zhou Zhao is still an eight-year-old girl, and has not yet become the Empress of the Tang Dynasty who can only be watched from a distance but not played with in the future.

So now there is still time before the server of "Immortals and Demons" is launched...

a hundred years!!!

(End of chapter)


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