Raising the Northern Grand Duchy as a Max-Level All-Master - Chapter 100.1

Zhang Yang, the office drone, spent his days slacking off with the campus beauty and his nights watching his sister-in-law practice leg lifts. His girlfriend Xiao Man watched him every day, falling deep in thought... Until one day, while straddling Zhang Yang, she unleashed a soul-searching interrogation, “Why did the dean bow to you? Why did the richest man gift you a villa? Why did the tattoo-covered big brother kneel before you, begging you to take his wife?”

Thousands of years ago, the great abilities of the three teachings of Buddhism, Daoism, and Demonism decided on a place for becoming immortal. Three thousand years ago, a Taoist was close to becoming immortal. Three hundred years ago, the Daqian Dynasty was established, and chaos is expected in another three hundred years. In this era, the path to immortality opens; a celestial swordsman freezes fourteen states with one sword, a heavenly Daoist maiden seeks eternal life, a naturally born Holy Son claims to be invincible, and a Buddhist Holy Monk saves all sentient beings.Gu Wen lives as a beggar, enters a household as a servant, witnessing the disordered world, drifting aimlessly.In a world filled with divine beings, he alone is a mortal.However, a lowly origin is not a disgrace; striving through the grand path, even as a common man and mundane son, he can still be the foremost in the world.“Mortal Gu Wen, my Dao is euqaling the heavens!”

The first time they met, she broke into his room, ran into him who had just come out of the bath, calmly met his dangerous gaze, and flirted wantonly: “Handsome guy, he has a good figure~”

The second time we met, at a grand banquet, she was bright and flamboyant. After abusing someone with her front foot, she leaned towards him with her back foot, and asked obediently and softly: “I heard that I am your shield girlfriend, can brother help me with this tool?” Do yourself a favor~”

From then on, Master Qin’s family had a little goblin who was in control of heaven and earth, who would stir up fire in his heart every day.

Everyone said that the An family’s real daughter was inferior to the fake daughter in every way, she was a rustic old hat who grew up in the countryside, and she couldn’t even match the fake daughter’s hair.

As a result, together with the fake daughter, they were all slapped in the face, and their heart, liver, spleen and lungs were hurt everywhere.

The crowd also said that even if a real daughter is better than a fake daughter, she is still an abandoned daughter who has no power or power, and her father does not love her mother, and she is not worthy of Master Qin at all.

Little did they know that the awakened parents and the four elder brothers were humbly seeking the truth and returning home every day.

Until one day, the real daughter announced that she was going to retire from the world and go home to take care of her husband and teach her children.

Immediately, countless bigwigs standing at the top of the world cried and begged her to stay…

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At eighteen years old, Lin Qingyu was married as part of a Chong Xi into the Nan’an Hou Mansion, becoming the ill Lu Wancheng’s male wife.

On the eve of their wedding, Young Master Hou lay lazily on the bed and said, “Beauty, to be honest, I really don’t want to engage in domestic struggles. I just want to drift along, eat and wait to die. I want to be a salted fish.”

A year later, Young Master Hou became gravely ill. He took Lin Qingyu’s hand and sighed, “Wife, I’m going to die, but I think I can continue to transmigrate. In order for you to properly recognize me in the future, let us set a secret code.”

After the death of Young Master Hou, Lin Qingyu was prepared to stay a widow all his life. Unexpectedly, after only half a year, the great general who had rendered outstanding military service, actually came to propose marriage.

Lin Qingyu would rather die. But the general said but one statement, “If odd, change; if even, remain the same?”

Lin Qingyu: “…I will marry you.”

After two years, the general died in battle. Before Lin Qingyu even had time to grieve, he was recruited into the palace by the Emperor.

The emperor complained aggrievedly, “Baobei, this time I have became the Emperor. My salted fish dreams have been completely shattered…”

Lin Qingyu knew that although his husband was a bag of lazybones, no one was his equal when it came to conspiracy and schemes.

He rubbed the Emperor’s head. “Don’t think about it. Get started on those reports. Behave yourself.”