Quick Wear: Everyone knows I am a good person

Zhao Yuan stared blankly at his empty palm, then looked at the place where the figure disappeared, and was speechless for a long time.

Shu Jiao smiled and patted the back of his hand, "Zi'an."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuan slowly turned his head towards Shu Jiao, his eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.

"Grandmother?"

"Ah."

how can that be possible?

His royal grandmother has been dead for so many years!

How is it possible that someone in the world can be resurrected using another person's body? ! !

Zhao Yuan felt that his usually wise and decisive mind had become a mess at this moment. He couldn't figure anything out, and even...

He was even unwilling to figure it out in his heart.

After the death of his grandmother, he and the young queen were left to rely on each other, but the queen also died early, leaving him alone in the world.

None of his children were born to the queen.

Neither is the prince.

In his heart, Zhao Yuan did not consider them as a family.

The appearance of Shu Jiao, the Imperial Grandmother, provided Zhao Yuan's heart, which had been wandering for many years, with a warm and sheltered room, and his doubts were crumbling.

When his eyes fell on the slightly red pinch marks on Shu Jiao's neck, Zhao Yuan's body shook, staggered a step, and knelt in front of Shu Jiao, "Grandmother..."

He actually hurt the Empress Dowager!

Zhao Yuan was filled with guilt and uneasiness.

Shu Jiao lowered her eyes and looked at him.

Even when this guy kneels down, he's still ridiculously tall.

Thinking of this, she reached out and rubbed Zhao Yuan's head, with the corners of her lips slightly raised.

tyrant?

Isn’t that done?

"Hey Zian~"

Shu Jiao called out meaningfully, and then said, "I heard that you are seeking the art of immortality everywhere, and even let some Taoist priests and monks into the palace? What did you say when you were studying the "Emperor's Records" when you were young?"

After Shu Jiao said this, Zhao Yuan felt his confused mind finally clear up.

Yes!

Why would he want to live forever?

When I was young, I studied "Records of Emperors". Which of those emperors who sought immortality did not die young?

Didn't he despise them extremely at that time, and even said that those people were senile and incompetent rulers?

Why am I seeking immortality now?

What was he thinking before?

"Grandmother, I..."

Zhao Yuan wanted to refute immediately. He didn't want the Empress Dowager to see him as a tyrant!

But after saying a few words, he looked at Shu Jiao suspiciously.

Ok?

If the art of immortality is fake, then what is going on with his royal grandmother?

"Hahaha~"

Shu Jiao chuckled, her beautiful face full of mischief, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. If you really want to achieve immortality, just practice with me."

"Grandma!"

Zhao Yuan glared at her resentfully, and became more and more convinced that Shu Jiao was his royal grandmother.

Because when she was young, she often played like this with herself!

Too bad!

But he quickly came to his senses, his eyes lit up, "Grandmother, can you give me immortality?"

"Of course. Otherwise, how could I have survived all these years and have the honor of living again?"

"Then I..."

Zhao Yuan instantly became excited and grabbed Shu Jiao's clothes, "Grandmother, I want it too!"

"You are so old, but you still act like a child."

Shu Jiao gently admonished him, her tone was not harsh, but rather indulgent, "How could the Empress Dowager forget you for such a good thing?"

"It's just that as an emperor, your cultivation method is different from mine."

"What technique?"

Zhao Yuan asked anxiously.

"There is a quick way to achieve success. You can use the national fortune of the Great Banquet to practice, and you will soon be able to become an immortal."

"A grand banquet for national destiny?"

"You are already bound to the fate of the Great Banquet, and they complement each other. The stronger the fate of the Great Banquet, the faster you can practice."

"it is good!"

Zhao Yuan couldn't wait to agree, "But how should I do it?"

"Nothing to do."

Shu Jiao smiled and said, "San'er, are you ready?"

"All right!"

003 responded.

Hearing this, Shu Jiao raised her hand and seriously... turned over a set of flower ropes in front of Zhao Yuan.

The solemn look and complicated gestures left Zhao Yuan stunned.

But soon, he was stunned.

Because several golden dragons flew rapidly behind Shu Jiao, transformed into several golden lights, and pierced straight into his heart.

Zhao Yuan raised his hand and touched his heart.

There was no pain, just a refreshing feeling.

It was as if all his chronic illnesses had disappeared, and he even felt like he could pick up his sword and mount his horse to kill everyone on the battlefield!

If Shu Jiao knew, she could only tell him that it was a psychological effect.

"Eat this."

Shu Jiao flipped her hand, and a round, white, glowing pill the size of her little finger appeared in her palm.

After the miracle just now, Zhao Yuan opened his mouth and swallowed it without any hesitation.

"What is this medicine for?"

Shu Jiao just smiled without saying anything. She turned around, took out a mirror from the dressing table and placed it in front of Zhao Yuan's face.

Although the light inside the house is not as bright as during the day.

But he still saw himself clearly in the mirror, and his eyes widened in shock, "I, what am I..."

He looked in the mirror and seemed to be ten years younger, without any signs of aging.

"Don't ask so many questions. You just need to know that the better the banquet is, the better off you will be."

Shu Jiao said this with a smile, then her face turned serious, with a hint of reprimand in her words.

"Zi'an, I know you like fighting, but you have destroyed the foundation of the Grand Banquet over the years. Now, recuperation is the most important thing."

Zhao Yuan frowned, "Grandmother, I haven't started a war in several years."

The implication is that he is already recuperating.

"not enough."

Shu Jiao patted his shoulder and said, "Get up, let's play a good game of chess."

Zhao Yuan stood up in response.

The two men walked to the couch, and Zhao Yuan called out to Dexi to bring the chess pieces.

Shu Jiao plays black and Zhao Yuan plays white.

Black moves first, followed by White.

The two of them made their moves very quickly, almost without having to think.

Shu Jiao plays chess in a steady and grand style, while Zhao Yuan is very aggressive, fighting and pressing everywhere.

But in the end, Zhao Yuan found himself in a dead end.

"Look at this."

Shu Jiao used a black chess piece to block the last breath of the white chess piece. "When you are at your wit's end, how can you turn the tables?"

"How can this be reversed?"

Zhao Yuan smiled bitterly, "I'm surrounded by you."

"You are wrong. At this time, you still have one last trick."

Shu Jiao tapped the white jade chessboard and said, "Smash! The board!"

Crash the market?

Zhao Yuan's eyes darkened slightly, "But this is against the rules."

"The rules are made by the victors."

Shu Jiao said slowly: "If today, you don't care about my identity as your royal grandmother, and give you a chance to smash the market and start over, will you take it?"

use!

Zhao Yuan gave the answer almost without hesitation.

“The people think so too.”

Shu Jiao said calmly, "Their lives are just like your chess pieces, trapped by heavy taxes, endless wars and corvée labor. When one day you pass away and can no longer suppress them, do you think they will want to sell the stocks and start over?"