ero would revered by thousands. As for the one and only Great

oor neighbor, the Nanyue Empire - every year, on the ninth day of September, the day where the founding emperor of the Great Ning Empire ascended the throne, the Zhaoli Empire's emperor would personally lead

ear, he would pray for th

Nanyue Empire off the map a couple of years ago, all because a few of their goats crossed the border and ate some of the cabbages of the inhabitants who lived there. The Zhaoli Empire was not any stronger than the Nanyu

se to vanquish Nanyue. For all they knew, they could use a

tinued to lament about the fact that he should have killed every single goat, sheep, and similar livestocks in the entire country. He was filled with regrets - regardless of how muc

peg

owerful in every aspect ex

Cavalry, the Western Border Armed Forces, the Southern Border Special Forces, and the Eastern Border Combat Forces. As for the four depositories, they were the

national treasury, even if they had the strongest military powe

ivision was Jiangnan. Every year, a fifth of the taxes that went into the national treasury came from Jiangnan. As fo

eror of the Chetuo Empire, in the western region, flaunted that all eleven pieces of clothing on his body weighed less than 500 grams. The emperor of the neighboring country

le. As for using their weight to deter

was an endless stream of merchant ships transporting brocades. The taxes coming

torically plagued Jiangnan. Initially, Great Ning's battle troops were mobilized to deal with them. However, the battle skills possessed by

Water Patrol of Jiangnan's weaving prefecture - they dealt with the sea bandits as part of their training. Although it star

g, who had just finished loading the cargo, sat by the river. He was lost in thought, as he stared at the battleships of the Water Patrol. He was the adop

ason why they tossed him, who was an infant back then, into a nearby underbrush in the wintry twelfth lunar month. If Mr. Meng did not pa

ake gratitude more to

r goods, however, for the Mengs, Leng single handedly transporting everything on his shoulders ever since he turned ten years old. Many people assumed that Leng woul

the frozen ground and tearing through the layer of snow above it, growing taller and taller towards the sun...Wh

ould not leave because Mr. Meng ordered him to wait for Meng Changan - the y

up. He said that Meng Changan looked strong and powerful, and that he would grow up to be a very capable person. Henc

, Leng would be the one pulling a heavy rickshaw and escorted him home. The Meng family owned chariots that were pulled by

wo steamed buns that were nice and warm. "Leng'er, why haven't you gone home for

ng for Men

t about you? It's already pretty

ore cargo to be loaded in a while. He had accepted payment fro

to Leng. Leng, however, picked the small

t he still wanted to continue talking. "Meng Changan is coming back. That fella has been bullyi

t gen

saw Leng carrying a batch of fabric back, the old Daoist got so scared that his hands trembled. The old man started muttering under his breath - something about a trapped dragon in th

tev

make monthly trips to the Mengs' to replenish goods. He seemed like a very warmhearted person. He also appeared to be extra nice towards Leng; every time Leng loaded the cargo, he w

ery special. This time, he gave Leng a stainless steel hunting knife. It was not yet sharpened, nor did it have a

o tell his son's fortune. The Daoist said that Meng Changan was a very blessed person. However, he was unlucky. He instructed Mr. Meng to look for an ill-fated child who was the same age

at could be worse t

ally named him without giving much thought. In any case, he was not important to him at all. He

possible, I want Shen to be my last n

er he visited. When he looked at Leng'er, the look in his eyes made it seem as though he was asking for forgiveness. Leng'er was not

people who did him wrong. Be it repaying debts of gratitude or taking revenge, it should be done as soon as possible, without delay. In truth, Leng'er did not under

an's voice - he was still rambling on and on as he was

buns your father's dinner? If he gave them to us, ho

river works through the night. Buy another two steamed buns and give them t

I got it! I'd rather starve

pper coins and ran l

for others and always treat people with kindness...Mr. Shen was truly a strange pe

ot bear to spend them. He heard that the food and drinks in Haohai, an establishment in Yulin town, were the best. Ho

g by the riverbank started grumbling and expressing their discontentment. E

ks from the ropes were still there. He had worked the entire day, and pulled the heavy rickshaw all the

sight. Everyone assembled at the loading trestle and looked towards the l

gnited. Leng'er gasped...sea bandits! They must have been plunder

d by before his eyes. The fire was raging - Leng'er managed to catch a gli

was the first time in his enti

was, he was not sad. Mr. Shen was suc

teeth and looked down. Akin to a calf that did not know the evil nature of human beings, he charged thr

rful, I will kill all the