"Gugu~gugu,gugu~gugu."

Listening to the cuckoo's chirping in my ears, Mo Zizai's eyes were a little confused.

"I am……"

Forget it, don’t ask the three major philosophical questions in life, it’s obvious that you have traveled through time.

Although this is his first time, as an online writer, he is familiar with this time travel.

But what I didn’t expect was that I would let others travel through time every time, but I didn’t expect that it was my turn this time.

Mo Zizai, who came back to his senses, sat up from the recliner and looked at the surrounding environment.

"I don't have any impression of this yard. It feels a bit like an ancient city scenic area. It should be ancient, right?"

"Although my body is a little thin, it is much stronger than the body of Wuzha who was strangled in his previous life."

"This hand... don't say it, it's quite white!"

Mo Zizai raised his hands and looked at them carefully. His hands were slender and soft, as if boneless, and his skin was quite white and smooth. He looked like a woman's hands. In his previous life, he would not lose money by buying insurance worth over 100 million yuan.

"Such beautiful hands, don't stroke...ah, it's a pity not to type on the keyboard."

"With such beautiful hands, I should be quite handsome..."

"Wait a minute!!!"

A terrible thought suddenly flashed through Mo Zi's mind, and he quickly reached down. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately Niu Zi is still there."

If you can consider women's clothing, women can't accept it.

Moreover, in ancient times, the risk of becoming a woman was still very high. If you might as well have a strong man of eight feet tall, holding a ring knife and saying to him: "Sister-in-law, Wu Song has something to say."

Then you have to die suddenly on the spot. You have not worn crosstalk in time travel. It would be impossible to give yourself a fun for others.

Just when Mo Zizai wanted to get up and find a mirror to see how handsome he was now, a eunuch in a brocade robe walked quickly from the gate of the courtyard.

Seeing that Mo Zizai had woken up, the eunuch of Jinpao asked in his unique and sharp voice: "Prince, it's almost time to Si. Are you still going to Houling?"

When Mo Zizai heard this man calling him a prince and was about to make some comments, he suddenly became angry in his heart. He stood up suddenly and slapped the eunuch in the face.

"A bastard, let me hear the word "Prince" next time, I will pull out your tongue for you!"

Mo Zizai made a very fierce move and did not dare to use his skills to resist, five clear finger marks appeared on his face in an instant.

"His highness, his highness, he will calm down."

Chen Ying knelt down very smoothly. After Bai Zizai slapped him, almost the next moment, he knelt down and kowtowed several times, "I know my mistake, but I know my mistake!"

"Get out of here, I dare to appear in front of me again today, and I will give you a discount on my legs!"

"Yes, yes, yes, slap, slap, slap."

Hearing Bai Zizai's harsh shout, Chen Ying almost rolled out of Bai Zizai's yard.

After Chen Ying left the yard, Mo Zizai's anger suddenly subsided for no reason. Before Mo Zizai could think about what was going on, countless memories suddenly surged into his heart.

After Mo Zizai digested the memories that suddenly appeared in his mind, he finally understood why he was so angry just now, and also understood why Chen Ying was slapped that way.

"This guy was very lucky to be hit by this slap. He didn't kill him on the spot."

The title of Prince is a scar to his predecessor. Every time he hears it, he will feel that someone else is deliberately humiliating him, and it would be strange if he doesn't blow up the thorns.

As for why he thought the title of Prince was a humiliation, it started with his original identity.

Mo Zizai thought about the identity of his predecessor for a long time, and finally came up with a relatively appropriate sentence as a summary, that is,

"The father has passed away, the new emperor is not me."

The predecessor was the crown prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he was an only son, without brothers and sisters, so it is not an exaggeration to say that he was an emperor who was appointed as an inner emperor.

But just three years ago, Tang Shuyu, the patron saint of the Eastern Frontier battlefield, was buried in the battlefield and died in battle. All the seven thousand elite soldiers led by him were killed.

After learning about this, the old emperor, who was already sick, couldn't afford to get sick, and it was about to die.

Seeing this, the prince Mo Zizai, who was only fifteen years old, was overjoyed and was about to take over the emperor's throne with tears in his eyes when something suddenly changed.

The late emperor, who was in his life, directly ordered the recall of Tang Shuyu's daughter from the East. On the way back, the late emperor relied on the support of the medicine stone to restore his spirit and forcibly wiped out all the opposition forces in the court within seven days.

When Tang Shuyu's daughter arrived in the capital, the late emperor, who was in dying, talked with Tang Shuyu's daughter all night, but no one knew what he had discussed.

But just after this day, the First Emperor passed away and the Empress succeeded to the throne, and the surname of the Emperor of the Great Zhou changed from Mo to Tang.

As a result, Mo Zizai, the surname Mo, was a little embarrassed. He was waiting to be the emperor with tears, but before he could come back to his senses, the throne of such a big one suddenly disappeared.

And that's not all. The first thing the empress who ascended the throne did was to grant Mo Zizai a King of Zizai, and then issued an order to keep him as the predecessor in the imperial tomb for three years.

In the eyes of the predecessor, it was actually just a disguised confinement to him.

So in the past three years, one of the things that my predecessors must do is to go to Houling every day at Siyu, in front of his tomb, and scold him crazyly and the empress who stole his throne.

For three years, I will scold you for an hour every day, regardless of wind and rain, and there is no day when I am absent from work.

"Good guy, I had to have this perseverance in my previous life. I wouldn't be so miserable when I wrote novels."

Mo Zizai highly praised the supreme perseverance of his predecessor. This guy is a novel about writing novels. It is a waste to be a prince in this world.

Mo Zizai was also amazed at the predecessor's slutty operation. Looking at the history of the two lives, he had never seen an emperor who did this. The throne was not passed to his son, but to an outsider, and he was a woman. This is really a long time to see.

However, Mo Zizai traveled through time, and the bystander was clear. He could understand that the previous emperor did not pass the throne to his predecessor.

Because his predecessor was so handsome, fierce and violent, partial and obedient, very popular, arrogant and arrogant, and other personalities all made him take over.

Let’s just say that, if you dig out the history books, you will have the qualities that a king who has a devastated country should have.

Just from the three years since he was imprisoned in the imperial tomb, no one in the court's civil and military personnel came to see that this man has had many times.

"However, it's good for me not to be an emperor or a prince."

After clarifying his identity, Mo Zizai likes his identity as a prince quite much.

I was just a novelist in my previous life, and suddenly became an emperor who had to take care of everything. The span of this profession was too large, so he said he couldn't do it.

It’s better to be an idle prince. You don’t have to worry about anything. Someone will give you money. You just need to eat, drink, and prostitute every day. You’re so comfortable.

"It's better to be a prince."

Thinking of the developed entertainment career of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Mo Zizai's angry tears flowed out of the corner of his mouth in a daze.

"The feudal era was too corrupt, so I must teach them a lesson."

"I want to fight ten!!!"

...

Just as Mo Zizai was imagining, Chen Ying, with a slap on his face, had already dismissed all the eunuchs on duty outside the yard.

"Your Highness is in a bad mood. Don't blame me. I won't go to Houling today. You all will be separated."

After the little eunuchs left, Chen Ying turned around and looked at Mo Zizai's yard, stood for a while, and then sighed quietly: "Your Highness, don't blame me, I just want to live."

After saying this, Chen Ying left without looking back. In the huge yard, Mo Zizai was left alone.

...

Shortly after Chen Ying left, at the gate of the imperial tomb, five people in public uniforms were rushing towards the imperial tomb.

"stop."

A guard holding a spear laterally placed the spear in front of him and stopped the five people, "Who are you? Don't you know this is a forbidden area for the imperial tomb?"

"Our family is the eunuch Shao Jing, the eunuch in charge of the Sili Superintendent. Your Majesty has the will to King Zizai."

Shao Jing said, taking off his identity token from his waist and handing it to the two guards.

The token is half the size of a palm, all in metal. The three large characters Silijian are engraved on the front, and two lines are engraved on the back. A slightly larger character is written on the eunuch in charge. There are two small characters engraved next to the eunuch in charge, which says Shao Jing.

"I have met Eunuch Shao."

After verifying the authenticity of the token, the guard respectfully sent the token back, but asked in confusion: "Eunuch Shao, why are there only you who are you?"

Before Shao Jing could speak, a thin face standing behind him said sarcastically: "What, isn't it enough to have five of us?"

"Do you want to check the imperial edict for you and then invite everyone in the ritual supervisor?"

"I dare not do it in a humble position!"

The guard hurriedly refused, checking that the imperial edict was not something he dared to do, and that would have cost him his life.

"It's just a useless prince who has no support... It's just a scattered prince. Can Your Majesty remember that he is already for the sake of the former emperor, and he is still counting on us to mobilize all our troops?"

The thin face was full of disdain for Mo Zizai in his words. If Shao Jing had not signaled it with his eyes, he would have blurted out the words "Waste".

The two guards pretended that the thin face almost said the words, and said with a smile: "Several father-in-law, please wait for a while. I will inform the prince to receive the order."

When Shao Jing heard the guard say he wanted to report, he tightened his heart and blurted out: "No need!"

When he noticed that the guard looked at him with a strange look, Shao Jing realized that his actions had been a little out of control just now. He coughed lightly and said, "Your Majesty gave King Zizai a secret order, so it is not advisable to make a big move."

"Secret Order?"

The guard looked at the imperial edict in Shao Jing's hand and knew it was a secret edict, no wonder five people came.

Since it was a secret order, the guards didn't think much about it. After checking the weapons on several people, they put them in.

...

On the other hand, just as he was fantasizing about criticizing the brothel girl, a mechanical synthesized sound suddenly sounded in his mind, instantly shattering all the pictures in his mind.

"The Goose Field Accelerator has been installed. Dear Goose Field members, welcome to use Goose Field Accelerator."

“Extreme acceleration, super cool experience.”
Chapter completed!