Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

There is a pond in the palace, and lotus flowers bloom just right, and the wind blows and sends strands of lotus fragrance.

The last request of the little emperor was to go boating with him on the lake. After thinking about it, Jun Zui agreed.

The boat glided leisurely on the pond, and the little emperor still had a smile on his face, as if he had really let go.

She picked up the wine glass: "When you return to the court in the next day, I promise you will see a good emperor who has worked hard to cure it."

The people in front of them wore bright yellow robes, and the imposing aura that belonged to the emperor faintly formed.

Jun Zui didn't doubt that if she had a chance to see her again, she would already be the godless king respected by all people.

He raised his glass, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Chen Xin."

The little emperor drank his cup of wine: "Farewell now, see you tomorrow."

Jun Zui concealed the emotion in his eyes: "The emperor cherishes it."

After the words, also toast and drink.

The fragrance of lotus is bursting, and the breeze is gentle.

In June in the capital, the prime minister drunk his horse to leave Beijing.

And above the imperial city, a man wearing a dragon robe looked at the direction of his disappearance and stood for a long time.

After Jun Zui left the capital, he stopped and went all the way.

He has no deceased person, no lover.

Hometown has no special meaning to him, after all, the people of Sri Lanka are dead.

Over the years, Jun Zui has always been high in the temple, and it has been a long time since he moved freely and casually like he is now. At this time, he suddenly took off, but he was a little uncomfortable.

Especially when he was going to swim in the mountains, he would always unconsciously want to take a look at his side, and then react.

Oh, the person who would laugh and talk next to him is no longer around.

Probably, the impression of the Weifu tour was too deep, and Jun Zui always thought of her.

I thought of her when I was driving through the woods. I thought of her when I heard the shouts of buying candied haws in the city, when I raised a glass and had a drink, I thought of her when the moon was full.

One day, Jun was drunk and wandering in the stopped town, passing by a strange stone stall.

There were some strangely shaped stones scattered on the booth, and a bright red jade pendant-shaped stone instantly occupied Jun Zui's eyes.

He unconsciously stepped forward and bought the stone.

Then he turned around with a smile, as if he was about to pass the stone in his hand to someone next to him.

But when he turned around and found no one around him, he stopped.

Oh... She is already an emperor.

Wanting to understand this, Jun Zui was stunned for a moment, and he curled his lips without knowing what his mentality was.

He should be happy, there is such a Mingjun in the world, it is the blessing of the people of the world.

Finally, Jun Zui put away the stone in his hand and put it up carefully.

The lotus blooms and loses, the green leaves grow and wither, the north wind whistle, winter is here.

Jun Zui stopped and walked all the way, and arrived at his hometown not long ago.

What he didn't expect was that the house where he lived with his eldest brother was not taken away by the government, but the whole courtyard was covered with weeds.

Jun Zui hired someone to renovate the house, and finally settled down steadily.

He was idle and boring, so he went to the school as a teacher and taught a group of children with horns to learn "The Book of Songs" and "The Analects" every day.

When learning "Jiang Youbang", the children in the classroom raised their hands one after another: "Teacher, why is the name of this article the same as the name of Shengshang?"

Jiang Youbang didn't break her promise, she worked hard and became the emperor respected by all people.

As today, all the subjects bowed their heads to her, and even the children knew her merits.

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