Chapter 7 The Crippled Emperor Qing
The guidance from an expert is very powerful.

Zhang Tian, ​​who has ten times the comprehension of Fan Xian, has a deep understanding of this.

Almost every night.

Wuzhu would wait outside the palace.

In a remote place.

Guide Zhang Tian in his practice.

It was said to be guidance, but in fact it was just taking a bamboo stick that he found at random and hitting Zhang Tian.

The reason why no iron rod is used.

He was afraid that Zhang Tian would be defeated all of a sudden.

But even if it is soft bamboo strips.

In Wu Zhu's hands, it possessed extremely destructive power and was extremely fast, leaving Zhang Tian puzzled.

Often because of not being able to dodge in time.

And he grimaced in pain.

But the progress is extremely obvious.

Zhang Tian will hardly make the same mistake again in a short period of time, which is a very terrible progress.

And he was thinking about it carefully.

When Wuzhu faces an attack.

The pattern of dodging every time.

After all, as a robot, no matter how much it looks like a human, its core is still artificial intelligence, code, and a set of operating logic.

Zhang Tian is imitating Wu Zhu through continuous learning, forcing himself to become another Wu Zhu.

It was only because he discovered the various skills and martial arts he had learned from the royal palace.

No matter which one it is.

They are full of loopholes in front of the opponent.

Being beaten frequently!

This made Zhang Tian understand one thing, that in fact, the best martial arts in this world is the Wuzhu in front of him.

He also knew it in his heart.

Imitate the other party's shortcomings.

It is very likely that he will become the second Wuzhu.

But they are unable to surpass others and may very likely imprison their own spirituality and confine themselves to a routine.

This is difficult for any practitioner to accept, as no one wants to become someone else's shadow.

But Zhang Tian didn't care.

Just because he has more worlds behind him, he will meet more powerful people, and he will meet powerful people at a higher level.

Learning to create is completely unrealistic.

imitate.

It’s the fastest shortcut!

In just a few short months, Zhang Tian achieved great success. With the support of Fan Xian's comprehension, which was ten times that of Fan Xian and his imitation of Wu Zhu, he was actually able to dodge a blow from the opponent.

This moved him so much that he almost cried.

And this year.

He is only two and a half years old!
In addition to practicing with Wu Zhu, Ye Qingmei, who would appear occasionally, also taught Zhang Tian some things that Zhang Tian didn't know how to describe.

"Grand Unified Theory..."

"The Emperor's Mindset..."

"The weakness of human nature..."

“Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it…”

"On the greatest emperor of all time!"

If a real two-and-a-half-year-old child were to listen to these words, these stories, these truths, he would definitely be at a loss.

But Zhang Tian knew what Ye Qingmei was talking about. This was what a time traveler desired and wanted to do most after arriving in the feudal society.

That is……

change the world!

You can watch a person being beaten to death in front of you without paying any compensation. Is it because the other person is a slave?

Can you watch a group of people being forced to flee their homes due to natural disasters and man-made calamities, and having to sell or eat their own flesh and blood?
How could you watch a woman jump into a river in anger because she was molested by a gangster and her so-called reputation was ruined?

Can you watch a child being forced to eat human blood just because his parents believe in folk remedies to cure illness?

Or maybe just because of what others said, you believed that your child was the reincarnation of a demon or a bad omen, and then threw your child into a well and drowned him or her?

You can't stand it.

But you can't change it.

Because you are just an ordinary person.

This is pain!
As a time traveler and a doctor of science, Ye Qingmei is facing this kind of pain. She has been separated from the joy of traveling around the world and is now tormented by the social pathology she has seen along the way.

She wanted to change the world, so she thought of the simplest and most direct way.

Cultivate an emperor!
A wise and powerful emperor!

This is the reason why she suddenly came back from Jiangnan and returned to Emperor Qing's Mansion. She wanted to find her good friend Emperor Qing, instill some theories into him, help him ascend the throne, and use his identity to change the world.

And Zhang Tian.

It was just part of her plan.

Just as she said before.

Smart adults are always much more difficult to teach than smart children, because adults tend to think more and want more.

Facing Ye Qingmei's unconcealable expectation.

Zhang Tian accepted it in silence.

He also silently planted a seed in his heart: If a time traveler cannot change the world, is he still a qualified time traveler?

As a tradition of flower growers.

Not just eating melons.

and also……

Get involved!
In this way, under the dual guidance of Ye Qingmei and Wu Zhu, five months passed in a flash. Zhang Tian's changes became more and more significant. Both his ideas and strength had undergone qualitative changes compared to his previous self.

Life like this is too comfortable.

It even gave Zhang Tian some illusions.

Thought the world was at peace.

Until that day comes.

The entire palace seemed so solemn, and a feeling of panic and sadness came over them and appeared on the faces of every servant.

Zhang Tian keenly sensed something was wrong. Guided by the people around him, he came to the gate of the palace, as if to welcome something.

He suddenly remembered it in his mind.

really!

He saw from afar a group of cavalrymen escorting a carriage slowly approaching from a distance.

Also at this moment.

Zhang Tian clearly understood the four words described in the book.

The remnants of the defeated army!

They should have been the most elite cavalry in Daqing.

The most powerful being on land.

At this time, everyone was injured, their armor was covered with scars, everyone's face was tired, and even their mounts seemed to have difficulty moving.

Some people are still alive.

But he is dead.

The timidity in that look.

Everything has been explained.

Once you are afraid of death, you will definitely face death in that turbulent and brutal battlefield.

Zhang Tian stared blankly.

Some people around him had already started crying uncontrollably. It was obvious that these adults were much more informed than he, a child who was about to turn three.

But soon.

He then knew the reason.

Everyone carefully helped a disabled person, who was in such a miserable state that he couldn't even stand steadily, down from the broken carriage.

Zhang Tian tried hard to open his eyes.

However, he could not connect the other party with the wise, brave and high-spirited prince father he had met before, or with the future Emperor Qing who was like a tiger and awe-inspiring without even getting angry.

This person in front of me.

If it were thrown among a group of beggars.

It's hard to tell them apart.

There is no energy at all!

Zhang Tian felt his nose sore for no reason and felt quite uncomfortable. He couldn't help but whispered, "Daddy..."

After he crossed over.

Can feel it sincerely.

This prince father, Emperor Qing, before he turned evil, was truly kind to him and fulfilled his responsibilities as a father.

As if he heard his cry, Emperor Qing stretched out his hand with difficulty, and placed it on Zhang Tian's head with trembling hands, with tears gleaming in his eyes.

"Chenglong, Daddy..."

"It's useless..."

"He's a useless person..."

(End of this chapter)