It is difficult to express Hu Changan's joy at that time, especially when he saw the dazzling array of redemption items in the system mall.
From soap and perfume to guns and cannons, everything is available.
Of course, the better things are, the more expensive they are.
An ordinary soap only requires 100 worship points to exchange for it, while a bronze cannon requires a full 10,000 worship points to exchange for it.
At the same time, Hu Changan also learned that the so-called point of admiration, as the name suggests, is the extent to which others admire him.
A person can provide Hu Changan with up to 10 worship points. The specific number of points he can obtain depends on the degree of worship that others have for him.
Great, I traveled from an ordinary social worker to the Ming Dynasty, and I am finally going to do something great! A burst of ecstasy burst out in Hu Changan's heart, and even the sharp pain in his chest eased a bit.
Hurry, hurry, buy, buy, buy, I want to be the first person in Ming Dynasty!
However, when he saw a line of small words in the lower right corner, Hu Changan was stunned.
What? Now I only have 1 worship point?
No, Hu Changan couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.
The original owner was too talented. He spent all his time teasing and doing nothing good. Now that he has a golden finger system, he can't even afford the cheapest piece of soap.
Could it be that, after finally having a golden finger, I still want to hate Northwest?
Holding back the severe pain, Hu Changan searched frantically in the system mall.
Gradually, Hu Changan's consciousness began to blur, and his eyes gradually became dim...
Suddenly, a line of small words caught Hu Changan's attention: Beginner benefits, 1 worship point.
Quick, quick, buy!
Hu Changan couldn't care less and clicked the purchase button in his mind without even looking at it.
Suddenly, a wave of warmth spread from Hu Changan's head to his whole body.
Hu Changan seemed to have taken a bath in a hot spring, his whole body was warm, and even the pain in his body was relieved a lot, and his consciousness gradually regained consciousness.
Only then did Hu Changan see clearly what he had bought.
Newbie benefits, reward three days of life.
When Hu Changan saw it, he suddenly felt worried. He only had three days to live, and he didn't know what he could do with this person lying on the bed.
But it's better than dying immediately.
Hu Changan gritted his teeth.
Although I don’t know if I can get enough worship points in three days, and I don’t know what I can exchange for the worship points to survive, but this may be the only way I can survive now, and I must firmly grasp it.
live.
In Hu Changan's eyes, it seems like a long time has passed since the operation was completed, but in the eyes of outsiders, time has only passed in a blink of an eye.
The young master's eyes were half-closed feebly at first, then opened wide again, and suddenly there was light in the eyes that were so painful that they were in a daze.
Hu Changan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly turned his head with great effort, looked at the crying beautiful woman beside him, his mother Wang, and said word by word: "Where is father?"
Mrs. Wang immediately stopped sobbing, wiped her tears and said softly: "The servants in the government have gone to the ministry to inform the master. Your father will be back soon."
As soon as Wang finished speaking, a burst of noise suddenly came from outside the door.
It's the master who's back.
Outside the gate, a middle-aged man wearing a red official uniform walked in quickly.
This man has an upright appearance, slightly round cheeks, a goatee, and an anxious expression. He is none other than the legendary last prime minister in history, Hu Weiyong.
As soon as he heard the news that his beloved son had fallen off a horse and was seriously injured, Hu Weiyong immediately dropped his official documents and hurried back to his residence in a sedan chair.
Hurrying through the long and narrow corridor, Hu Weiyong strode into the east wing and immediately saw his son lying half-dead on the bed.
When the maids and servants surrounding the room saw the master coming, they quickly saluted.
At this time, Hu Weiyong no longer cared about etiquette, but anxiously asked the doctor: "How is my son? Can he get better?"
The doctor just remained silent and leaned over to salute.
At this moment, Hu Weiyong understood that his son was hopeless.
"Damn it." Hu Weiyong immediately beat his chest angrily, slammed the porcelain vase on the table next to him, and was about to go out to teach the coachman who dared to run over his son without knowing the truth.
Suddenly, a faint call from the bed awakened Hu Weiyong's furious mind: "Father, come here, my son has something to say."
Everyone beside the bed stepped aside and looked at the young man with pitiful eyes.
Everyone knows that this awakening may be the last time.
"What's wrong, son?" After hearing this, Hu Weiyong walked quickly to the stool in front of the bed and sat down, holding Hu Changan's hand, his whole body was trembling.
Although Hu Weiyong was domineering in the court, he still treated his son very well.
In his early years, Hu Weiyong had been working in Huguang, his official career was mediocre, and he had no children for many years.
Unexpectedly, when a person reaches middle age, things will suddenly turn around for him.
Not only did the concubine give birth to a big fat boy, but she also got hooked up with fellow villager Li Shanchang.
In just seven years, Hu Weiyong transformed from an unknown local official to a powerful prime minister of the Ming Dynasty.
Hu Weiyong has always regarded this old man as his lucky star, and he always loved him very much. Unexpectedly, one day his pampered only son was bumped into by a mud-legged man. How could this not make Hu Weiyong furious?
Originally, Hu Weiyong just wanted to rush out and kill this ignorant coachman to avenge his son.
But compared to that lowly coachman, his son is definitely more important.
Hu Weiyong held Hu Changan's hand tightly, with tears in his eyes.
When Hu Changan saw this, he also expressed emotion.
Although his father was a traitor, he still had nothing to say to himself.
The most urgent task now is to stop Dad from killing the coachman.
Hu Changan endured the pain and said with difficulty to Hu Weiyong: "Father, please don't kill that coachman. You must keep it for the government to interrogate."
"Don't be afraid, child." Hu Weiyong thought that his son had been hit and was afraid of being interrogated by the government. He was furious. But when he saw his son's pale cheeks, he suppressed his anger and said softly, "I, the great Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty, can't I deal with a little coachman?"
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But at the same time, Hu Weiyong was anxious and angry but also had a trace of suspicion.
This kid in my family is always looking for trouble every day. Sometimes he is even crazier than himself. Why would he suddenly consider the fate of a mere coachman?
When Hu Changan saw Hu Weiyong's slightly confused expression, he broke into a cold sweat.
Sure enough, it was so painful that I couldn't wake up.
He rashly proposed such a strange idea, and his character completely collapsed.
Hu Changan immediately made an expression of gritted teeth and said: "Dad, when I wake up, I will personally execute the coachman and beat him until I am satisfied."
"Okay, okay, dad, help you lock the coachman in the woodshed." Hu Weiyong loved his son so much that he naturally agreed.
Seeing that this stage was finally over, Hu Changan could no longer bear the severe pain in his chest. He lost his strength, rolled his eyes and fainted again.
"Master..." The room suddenly erupted into chaos again, and cries could not be heard.
