The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 398 Part 2

"Lord Fang is truly formidable. I heard he also channeled water to several villages under Anhe County in Hezhou. Lord Zhao, do you know how that explosive was made? I'm awfully curious."

Zhao Song shook his head. "How would I know that?"

"Lord Fang is twenty-one now, isn't he?" someone asked.

Zhao Song said, "Yes, already twenty-two."

"Three years from now, when he comes back, he'll be twenty-six—not yet thirty—and already poised for a second-grade post. Lord Fang truly makes the rest of us green with envy."

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 87 Part 2

Shen Yi had so many questions—but didn't know where to start.

Noticing the weariness on Emperor Jing's face, he prepared a simple meal himself, then showed him to a room to rest.

Emperor Jing raised no objections to any of it. So many years had passed since he'd last seen Shen Yi—never once had he imagined their reunion would look like this.

That night, Emperor Jing lay in an unfamiliar room, closed his eyes, and drifted off without knowing when.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 398 Part 1

Chapter 398

"Your Majesty," Lao Gu said, his voice hoarse and so worn out he looked ready to collapse, as if he might drop dead any second. Xia Jinghong cuit in, "Minister Gu..." Please rest first—we can talk tomorrow.

But Lao Gu was urgent. "Your Majesty, Lord Fang has something excellent."

"What?"

"Lord Fang knows how to build cement roads." And toilet paper too—he loved that stuff most of all. On the way back, using the latrines without toilet paper had made every squat miserable.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 397 Part 3

After so many years of marriage, even though she hadn't explained herself clearly, Uncle Liu still caught her meaning and nodded in agreement. "You're right. Last time I saw him, he'd grown taller and become even better-looking. When I went to buy pastries, I even heard some people say he's the best looking ger in town."

Aunt Liu watched as he gave a thumbs-up, and he continued: "When he was little, I already thought he was as handsome as could be. But now that he's older, he's even more dashing than before. Who knows which family's son will be lucky enough to marry him one day."

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 87 Part 1

Chapter 87: Emperor Jing's Extra Chapter 

After spending some time in the modern world, Emperor Jing had grown quite accustomed to life here.

It was a strange twist of fate—when he'd opened his eyes after death, he'd found himself in a hospital. Some hikers had discovered him unconscious in a corner at the foot of a mountain, called the police, and brought him in. 

At first, Emperor Jing had been rather shaken. Everything around him was completely different from Da Qi. There was no emperor here, no ruler and subjects. Men didn't have to marry in their teens, nor did they wear their hair long. And women—women faced none of the old restraints. 

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 397 Part 2

"This is good. Different from the noodles sold in town. I think it'll sell. We'll keep growing next year."

"Definitely planting it," the family said. "When I went to buy noodles, I also saw several outsiders. One of them looked kinda familiar. Later I thought hard—turns out I'd seen him before when I sold vegetables in town. He bought twenty jin at once."

"Huh? That much? He's from town—how'd he know the factory was selling noodles?"

"The man lives far, sure, but he's got good connections! Word is he'd been keeping an eye on that sweet potato factory, curious what they were making! The day Steward Zhou started selling, he showed up and bought a jin to take home."

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 86

Chapter 86

In the fifth year of Renqing, on the ninth day of the eighth month, Old Madam Shen passed away.

It was Shen Nian who handled all the funeral arrangements for her. To him, she was little more than a stranger tied to him by blood.

Yet when she died, Shen Nian gave her a grand and proper burial. Shen Qing and Wen shi did not appear at all, and everyone had their own opinions and speculations about that.

Shen Nian could not have cared less.