As the leader of the Chengnan Vegetable Market in Jiangshi, Zhou Jun never thought that a very popular theme on a certain website, rebirth, would happen to him.

It was a clear morning, with bright sunshine shining on the earth. Zhou Jun was wearing his uniform and sat in the security booth as usual. He was very proud of watching the crowds entering and leaving for groceries. After all, he protected the stability and security within a radius of 100 meters.

However, just as Zhou Jun was about to move the stool out to bask in the sun, he found that a child who was about to enter the vegetable market suddenly broke free from his mother's hand and rushed towards the middle of the road, trying to pick up a balloon blown by the wind. Unconsciously, a truck carrying aquatic products rushed over from behind.

The young mother obviously did not react when facing the sudden change. She watched the roaring vehicles and panicked when she stayed in place.

Zhou Jun saw all this clearly. He understood that even if the truck braked suddenly, it would be too late. If he didn't take any measures, a fresh life would be about to wither in front of him.

Although he was just a small security guard, as a retired veteran and the guardian of the entire vegetable market, Zhou Jun did not allow such things to happen under his nose.

At that time, Zhou Jun stepped on the stool with one foot. With a force, he flew out more than four meters away and rushed to the child at a sprint speed of 100 meters. The moment his arm touched the child's clothes, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the truck was reflected on it, becoming bigger little by little.

At that moment, Zhou Jun stretched out his right hand with his last consciousness and pushed the child forward. Then, his body seemed to be hit hard by steel, instantly evacuating all his strength. He floated in the air with the sharp sound of wheels rubbing against the ground. Seeing the child lying on the lawn on the roadside safely, Zhou Jun smiled on his face, and finally did not insult his uniform.

Zhou Jun never thought that he would wake up. When he closed his eyes, he knew that his life was over.

"Your Majesty, you're awake. It's time for us to set off. The carriage is ready." Zhou Jun just opened his eyes when he heard a sarcastic sound coming from beside him, which scared him to the point where he found that he was soaked all over. It turned out that the car accident just now was just a nightmare.

"Who are you? Where am I?" Zhou Jun found himself weak, wearing a yellow jacket, lying on a wide bed, and there were two strangely dressed people kneeling in front of him.

"Emperor, we are in the Palace of Yangxin. If we don't set out, the Empress Dowager will find out." One of the men raised their heads and shook their eyes at Zhou Jun.

"Emperor? Empress Dowager?" Zhou Jun then realized that the two people in front of him were wearing Qing Dynasty costumes and called him the emperor. Was he filming?

At present, the Qing palace dramas are sought after by many young people. Zhou Jun occasionally watches them when he is bored. He still has some basic common sense and hurriedly asked, "Which TV series are we shooting? Why don't I have any impression of it?"

"Your Majesty, aren't you a dragon body ill? Do you need a slave to the imperial physician Xuan?" The slave who had just spoken said hurriedly, his eyes a little anxious. If there was any problem with the emperor, then as the eunuch who served in the sleeping place beside the emperor, he would definitely not be able to escape.

"What a dragon body is ill? I'll ask you what TV series you are filming and who is the director?" Zhou Jun said depressedly. It is necessary to be so involved. He still doesn't even know what happened.

"Xiao Muzi, go to the Imperial Hospital and ask Doctor Li to come and see the emperor." The eunuch ordered to another eunuch beside him.

"Yes, Eunuch Wang", an eunuch named Xiaomuzi, received an order to leave the hall.

"Did I travel through time?" Zhou Jun couldn't believe it, but seeing that it didn't look like acting at all, he asked again: "What year is this year?"

"Your Majesty, today is the fifth day of the fourth month of the 13th year of Tongzhi." The eunuch was stunned for a moment, and then answered honestly.

"Who am I?" Zhou Jun had to continue asking such an idiotic question, he had already guessed something.

"Your Majesty, you are the current emperor of our Qing Dynasty, the 95th Lord." The eunuch lowered his head, suppressed his smile, and thought to himself: "This emperor is not a fever or a confusion."

"You retreat first, I want to be quiet." Zhou Jun waved his hand. He was a little crazy. He had to make up for his ideas. What happened.

"Zhe, if the emperor has any instructions, just call me and I will be outside." The eunuch kowtowed three times to Zhou Jun and slowly retreated out of the door.

"This year is April of the 13th year of Tongzhi. Those people called me the emperor. Did I travel to the Qing Dynasty to become the emperor?" Zhou Jun shook his head. Is this a little bit tugging. He used to wanting to take a cigarette from his pocket, but found that he didn't even have a pocket, let alone cigarettes.

"Hey, who is that, bring me a box of cigarettes." Zhou Jun shouted at the outside.

"Your Majesty, do you have any instructions?" The eunuch quickly pushed the door and asked on his knees.

"Can you not kneel on the ground? You'll feel unhappy when you look at it?" Zhou Jun frowned and continued, "Do you have cigarettes? Get me a box."

"I dare not." When the emperor told him not to kneel down, the eunuch thought something had happened and said tremblingly: "Master, what is cigarette?"

"Smoke... is the one I smoked." Zhou Jun realized that it was a century and a half ago, and there was a generational difference in language and other languages, but he didn't know what it was called in ancient times. He scratched his head, clamped it with two fingers in the void, and sent it into his mouth. Then he sucked it suddenly and slowly spit it out, and his expression was very enjoyable.

"I understand, the emperor, I will take it for you now." The eunuch seemed to understand, but he couldn't say he didn't understand, so he nodded vigorously.

"Oh, since you have traveled through time and become the emperor again, you are lucky. Since you come here, you can rest assured. Thinking about it, this feels very good." After the eunuch went out, Zhou Jun took a deep breath and comforted himself.

He stacked the quilt back, and Zhou Jun leaned halfway, crossed his legs, and played with a porcelain placed in front of the bed in his hand. He felt very uncomfortable. He remembered that the widow in the Wangshi Supermarket in Chengnan who was often scolded for a long time in his previous life, and he never had to look at himself directly.

Unexpectedly, I actually have the aura of the emperor. One day I can become a serf and become the master and become the king of a country. Then let myself enjoy the treatment of the emperor. No, I am a real emperor!
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