After time travel, my best friend and I exchanged supplies and became a rich woman

Two years later.

Northland.

The autumn wind, mixed with coarse sand, cuts the face like a knife.

There were two men standing on the city wall of Yancheng.

A man holding a fan said calmly, "She's been gone for three months, right?"

"Ninety-five days," the other man replied.

"Oh." The man holding the fan responded.

Then there was silence.

Suddenly, another man spoke up, "Your Majesty, the wind is strong in the north... There is really no need for you to fan yourself."

The man who spoke was the current First-Rank General Zhenbei, Song Ke.

There is no need to talk about the fan.

Apart from the emperor, no one else would hold a fan in a gale of force 7 or 8.

The emperor made two "Puh" sounds and then angrily said, "Am I fanning you? The dust in your northern land is so strong. If I don't use a fan to block it, I will get a belly full of sand after just three words!"

After saying this, the emperor made two "Pooh" sounds.

Song Ke muttered, "The sandstorms in the north are already strong... Besides, this tower is larger than the original one, and has been expanded a hundred miles to the north.

The place where we are standing now was originally a desert. When I was still a lieutenant... "

"Ah, that's enough!" The emperor quickly interrupted Song Ke's "reminiscence of the past", "I don't want to hear about your growth history, it's boring.

This time I came back to make a secret visit to the trade mentioned in Chen Dongyue's letter.

Come on, take me to see it now."

"Your Majesty," Song Ke said, bowing, "The trade fair takes place four times a month. It's unfortunate that you arrived one day late. If you had arrived yesterday, you would have been able to catch up with the excitement."

"......Then I will have to eat sand here for another seven days?!" The emperor said with his eyes wide open, covering his mouth and nose with a fan.

Fortunately, Song Ke replied: "No, no, no, the next trade will be in three days."

"......Is the time so casual?!" The emperor was very surprised.

Song Ke replied, "It's mainly because before Dongyue left, Taoist Wuyou calculated the dates. We have to open the market according to the dates, otherwise we may run into sandstorms."

"There is such a thing?!" The emperor had never expected that he would have to ask a Taoist priest to calculate the date for the opening of the market. "That Taoist priest is quite amazing. He can even calculate it accurately."

"Oh, that's not the case," Song Ke denied. "We will meet each other as we are supposed to. But since the date has been set and Beiyi has no special requirements, we will follow the schedule."

"......Speaking of which," the emperor suddenly changed the subject, "when Chen Dongyue left, did he also take the two Taoist priests, one old and one young, with him?!"

"That's not the case." Song Ke denied again.

The emperor was about to nod when he heard Song Ke continue, "When Dongyue left, he took about 70 or 80 Taoists with him."

“!!!!! What is she thinking?!” The emperor was shocked again.

"It's about something... cultural counter-invasion?! Or something else, I can't remember it for the moment," Song Ke explained, "but the general meaning is that the foreigners have sent so many missionaries to our Darong, so we Darong cannot fall behind.

Taoist culture has a long history and is also our local religion, so Dongyue said that we should spread it out like dandelions~~"

"......It does make sense," the emperor was convinced, "The Taoist priest who followed Dong Yue can be regarded as a righteous man of our Great Rong Dynasty."

"Oh, that's not the case." Song Ke denied it again.

"Why not again?!" The emperor was a little annoyed, "Can you finish what you want to say at once?"

"Didn't you wait for me to finish speaking?" Song Ke muttered.

The emperor glared at him.

Song Ke shrank his neck and brought the topic back to the point, "Dong Yue promised to give each of the seventy or eighty Taoists three thousand taels of silver."

".......I have nothing to say." The emperor looked as if he had lost all hope in life.

"After all, he is just a Taoist priest and has not yet become an immortal. It is understandable.

However, Taoist Wuyou did not ask for money.

The old Taoist priest said that his time is coming up, and before he ascends to heaven, he wants to see more different aspects of the human world. "

"......." The emperor gave a thumbs up, "As expected of a master, you can even predict when my own death is coming."

"It's hard to judge," Song Ke said softly, "After all, Taoist Wuyou can't be sure eight out of ten times."

"I hope he didn't calculate it right this time," the emperor sighed softly, "If he can come back with Dongyue, I would like to meet this wonderful man."

"There will be a chance," Song Ke responded, and then quietly raised an objection, "But... Dongyue is a woman after all, and it seems more appropriate for the emperor to call her Chen Dongyue."

"Dongyue Dongyue Dongyue Dongyue Dongyue Dongyue Dongyue... I can call you whatever I want, what's it to you?!" The emperor still had a bit of a rebellious nature in him.

Song Ke opened his mouth but said nothing.

But when he was going down the city wall, he kept muttering to himself, but his voice was too soft and the emperor couldn't understand what he was muttering.

But if you listen carefully, you can hear him say, “Dong Yue has almost agreed to be my girlfriend, why is the emperor still so… annoying.

Since the emperor insists on calling her Dongyue, then next time I see Dongyue, I will call her Ayue, Ayue, Ayue, Ayue, Ayue..."

..........

“Achoo! Achoo! Achoo! Achoo! Achoo! Achoo! Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!!”

Chen Dongyue, who was in the space, suddenly sneezed several times in a row.

Taoist Wuyou, who was sitting opposite her, rubbed his face and said, "Mr. Chen, eat less meat in the next few days. Your saliva smells a bit strong, maybe you have a sore throat."

Teacher Xiao You, who was sitting next to Chen Dongyue with tears still on her face, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Chen Dongyue rubbed his nose and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I don't know who is talking about me, causing me to disturb the two ascenders.

Okay, my nose is no longer itchy. Do you two Taoists have anything else to say?"

Wuhuan's figure now looked a little lighter than before.

Then he said, "There is nothing to tell you. Just remember to bury our bodies properly after we ascend."

"This space is a thank you gift from the two of us. Thank you two kind people for taking care of us over the years." Wuyou also said.

"That's right," Wu Huan continued, "If it weren't for Mr. Chen's extensive search throughout the country, we wouldn't have been able to obtain Lu Zu's true book and understand the creation of nature."

Chen Dongyue said politely: "This is also the good fortune of the two of you. I have traveled from the present to the ancient times and received great help from the two Taoist priests. Naturally, I have to repay you.

Now that the book has been preserved, I think it will be able to benefit many people in the Taoist sect in the future. This is also the blessing of the two Taoist priests."

“You’re welcome~~~~” Taoist Wuyou said, his figure gradually faded, “After we ascend, our spiritual power in the human world will be injected into our two magic weapons.

As long as you two keep the instruments safe and agree on a time, you can continue to meet in this space in the future."

"Thank you, thank you." Xiao You bowed deeply to the two Taoist priests.

Chen Dongyue also said: "Thank you, thank you, have a nice trip~~~"

Wuhuan and Wuyou waved at the two of them, "Two kind people~~~~See you later~~~~"

An hour later.

"Ah~~~~" Chen Dongyue yawned loudly.

Xiao You, who was leaning on Chen Dongyue's shoulder, also yawned.

The two Taoist priests, who were already semi-transparent, were also infected and yawned twice.

Chen Dongyue wiped the tears that came out of yawning, "When is it good? Why is it so slow? Is this heaven using dial-up internet?"

Xiao You, who had stayed up all night yesterday, was really sleepy. She nodded weakly, "Yes, two Taoist priests, can you contact the people above to see if you can speed it up?

I was supposed to attend a former colleague's wedding today. What time is it now? Don't be late."

"Yeah," Chen Dongyue echoed, "My legs are numb from sitting. I don't know if the public lights can stop people. It's been so long..."

Suddenly, the translucent figure of Taoist Wuhuan began to flicker faintly.

"I, I'm about to ascend! I feel like... "

"Swish!"

"Huh?!" The translucent Taoist Wuyou was a little nervous, "So soon?! I don't think I'm ready yet..."

Halfway through the conversation, the translucent person suddenly disappeared.

The two Taoist priests instantly turned into two golden beads.

A voice was heard from the void: "I will be celestial first, I am indeed the big brother~~~~Hahahahaha!!

Teacher Xiao You, take my whisk and remember the formation of the altar I told you about! I will go first~~~~"

After he finished speaking, a golden light shone on the whisk beside Xiao You.

The whisk suddenly floated up slowly, and after the first golden bead in the space gradually floated away, the whisk slowly fell on Xiao You.

Afterwards, the voice of Taoist Wuyou was heard in the space, "I am the eldest brother! The time of this immortality does not count! Mr. Chen, remember to take the old Taoist's rosary with you! The old Taoist is leaving too~~~~"

After saying that, another golden light shone on the patinated rosary in Chen Dongyue's hand.

I saw that the dark brown rosary was faintly covered with a layer of gold powder. When Taoist Wuyou's gold beads floated away, the gold powder on the rosary gradually dissipated.

"Just... leaving?" Teacher Xiao You felt a little sad.

Chen Dongyue circled the rosary around her hand twice, and then comforted Xiao You, "Don't be sad, they have become old immortals."

"I wonder what kind of gods you two Taoist priests can become after you go to heaven? Do you think you can become Bi Ma Wen or something like that?" Xiao You asked Chen Dongyue.

"No way," Chen Dongyue shook her head. "I just got in, I'm afraid I need to be trained first? Become a reserve god or something..."

"That makes sense~~~" Xiao You nodded, picked up the whisk, and suddenly felt a little dissatisfied, "Why did the old man choose such a magic weapon for me? Why don't you exchange it with me?"

“........No change.” Chen Dongyue flatly refused.

"Winter Moon~~~~"

"roll."

"Humph!"

...........

After learning that Taoist Wuyou had ascended to heaven, Gong Deng cried bitterly.

Chen Dongyue swore again and again that the Taoist priest had really become a god and was not dead, and she told Gong Deng not to be so heartbroken.

"You're lying!!!" Gong Deng didn't believe it at all. "There is no such thing as true immortality in this world! Dead is dead, General Chen, please don't lie to me."

Oh yes.

Last year, Chen Dongyue and others, uh, no, they joined forces with Song Ke and dealt a heavy blow to Beiyi.

The two men fought their way to the imperial city of Beiyi.

If the king of Beiyi had not surrendered in time, he might have lost his life.

After Dayong's great victory, the Northern Barbarians ceded hundreds of miles of land. Chen Dongyue took the opportunity to expand Yancheng. On the new city tower of Yancheng, he built eight new artillery batteries to fire the new cannons sent by Prince Kang's Mansion.

Because of such great military achievements, the emperor not only promoted Song Ke to the rank of General Zhenbei, but also promoted Chen Dongyue several levels to become General Zhaohua.

The emperor also announced that in the future women with talent in martial arts could sign up for the selection of martial arts candidates.

The highest-ranking general for women will be called General Zhaohua from now on.

So now Chen Dongyue has risen from Commander Chen to General Chen.

Facing the materialist Taoist Master Gong Deng, Chen Dongyue was unable to explain.

She could only ask seventy or eighty Taoist priests to take turns talking to the young Taoist priest.

Five days later.

When Chen Dongyue and his companions finally arrived in the Kingdom of Daqin, the young Taoist priest Gongdeng was finally willing to believe that his master had really become a god.

After everyone arrived in the Kingdom of Daqin, Chen Dongyue found him according to the address left by Amin.

Seeing the mighty Darong expedition team and the Taoist priests... Aimin gave Chen Dongyue a thumbs up, "Chen~~~you are really~~~~so awesome!! Come on, let me take you to meet our lord."

Chen Dongyue's exploration journey of ancient Arabia slowly began...

..................

Three years later.

On the dock of the southeast coastal port.

It was the man waving the fan again who came to see us off.

"How long have you been back? Why are you leaving again?" the emperor asked Chen Dongyue, whose skin had been tanned.

Chen Dongyue smiled and said, "Your Majesty, don't you want me to bring back some knowledge about astronomy, geography, and sugar making?

Don't you want to make more gold and silver using our silk and tea?

Moreover, I have heard on the road that there are plants like yam overseas that can produce tens of thousands of kilograms of grain per acre!

There are also plants that look like rows of teeth, and one stem can feed a whole family! !

Your Majesty, if Darong wants to develop, the population must grow, and as the population grows, the grain production must keep up......"

"Let's go," the emperor waved his hand towards Chen Dongyue, "Go with peace of mind.

The reason I came back this time is to tell you that Jun Lan has become a student of the Imperial College for Women.

I want her to hone her skills more and lay a good foundation for her future career as a chief priest.

Also, Song Yun, you can rest assured. With Geng Hui, that crazy guy, around, no one can bully her.

Now that she is working for the Queen in the palace as a female official, no one will offend her.

You can also say something to Song Ke. His younger brother has a hard time being an official, but Sun Hanwen will probably die of old age while serving in Liaocheng. So, it’s no problem for Song Yang to become a wealthy man and do some business in Liaocheng.

The old lady now sells dried eggplants and dried radishes in the capital. The Queen said that she also wants to set up a Ci'an Hall or something in the capital with Jun Lan and others.

Anyway, Zhang Shenzhi's wife will take care of this matter, and the Queen will ask about it from time to time, so you can rest assured."

"Okay," Chen Dongyue smiled at the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, I'll take care of everything. I still say the same thing, Jun Lan is eighteen years old..."

"No marriage before the age of eighteen! Got it." The emperor put away his fan and tapped Chen Dongyue on the head. "Remember to come back early. I and the people are waiting for your good news."

"Dongyue!!!! The boat is about to set sail!!!" Song Ke waved at Chen Dongyue.

Chen Dongyue replied, "I'm coming," and turned to the emperor and bowed, saying, "Goodbye, humble servant! We'll see you later."

After saying that, she turned around again and ran towards the boat.

Still the same bright red shirt, still the same lively woman...

The emperor said softly, "Thank you, Chen Dongyue."

on board.

Song Ke approached Chen Dongyue and asked in a low voice: "Dongyue...when are you going to take responsibility for me?"

"Didn't I take responsibility for you?!" Chen Dongyue blinked and looked at Song Ke, "Didn't I take you with me on this voyage?"

"No, I mean... I've been waiting for you for so many years, when will you give me a status?" Song Ke asked.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha….”

Chen Dongyue laughed and left!

Song Ke pursed his lips and cursed softly, "Bad girl..."

Then he shouted again: "Wait for me! Run slower and be careful with the cable!!!"

“Ahh!! Aaaaaaaaaaaa…”

The bad woman got her retribution in this life.

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