The ring connects the past and present, the exiled prince worships me as a god

Shen Qian, Commander-in-Chief Shen, leader of the imperial guards.

That man has a dull personality, is vindictive, and ruthless. In recent years, he has offended many court officials in the imperial capital because his father eliminated dissidents. But those who know him know that he is very righteous and is Qi Yu's best friend in the imperial capital.

Three days ago, Qi Yu sent a letter to Shen Qian, asking him to help investigate the whereabouts of the child missing from Huai Village. Today, he replied that he had found out the whereabouts of the child, but...

"Five of them, boys around eight years old, were sold off to wealthy families across Dajin as sons."

"Five other girls, aged between seven and twelve, the more attractive of whom were sold to the outlying lands near Huai Village, and later became slaves or concubines."

"The remaining children who were seriously ill and could not be cured were bought by merchants because of the famine in Tong's village, the prefecture, and the city of Kun... and were shared among the people."

"Bastards, these people are worse than beasts, how can they be so absurd!" Qi Yu trembled and roared. He never knew that such a vile and infuriating thing would happen in the so-called peaceful and prosperous Great Jin ruled by his father.

Children around eight years old may sound like children from wealthy families, but in reality, they are probably worse than slaves.

And those five good-looking girls were not even of marriageable age yet, how could they be so abused?

There were countless others who were sold to various villages and counties. Even if they were beggars, they could still be saved. But they became meat on the chopping block.

The famine in Huai Village has gradually spread to the surrounding areas. Even with money, they cannot buy food, so they choose to take unconventional measures and use underhanded means to purchase human flesh.

"How could these people... have the guts to do that!"

Jiang Zhi's eyes were also bloodshot, and he exuded an oppressive coldness. He wished he could pick up his sword and kill those bastards right now.

"Your Highness, please let me go..."

"No." Qi Yu calmed down after a while. At the same time, he was very glad that he had chosen exile, which allowed him to encounter and discover these things.

"I'll go myself."

Apart from the children who shared the food, he wanted to bring back all of them. As for those unscrupulous bastards, they would also receive the retribution they deserved.

"But Your Highness cannot leave the place of exile."

Huai Village would be fine, as Zhao Li, who is in charge of the release, has become a brother to His Highness, and the magistrate Sun Xian is also a person who prefers to keep out of trouble. But if His Highness's identity is discovered in Waicun County, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Your Highness, there are words on the back of the letter." Jiang Zhi discovered a clue. Shen Qian used special means to leave another message on the back, saying that he had secretly ordered people to rescue the abducted children and told him not to worry. As for the merchants who shared the profits, he also asked people to investigate secretly and give him news within three days.

Shen Qian is the commander of the imperial guards and a favorite of the emperor. He is known as the knife in the emperor's hand. Many eyes are watching him, and he cannot do anything that is inconsistent with his status, let alone secretly contact the exiled prince.

Once discovered, someone would make a fuss about it and he would lose his official position.

That's why he told him in this way that he was helping him and told him not to worry. He was also angry about this unfair situation and was doing his best to change and save it.

Qi Yu held the bamboo sticks tightly together, and became more determined to think of "unifying the various tribes" which had just emerged in his mind.

He wanted to make Dajin a world like the gods', where everyone and all living beings were equal.

"Then wait for Shen Qian to send a message. Three days later, no matter where these people are, I will personally deal with them."

Song Nian had just left the community when she received a call from the courier. The tools for making a plowing machine that she had ordered overnight were being delivered. She hurriedly asked the courier to deliver the items to the warehouse. After making sure that there was no one around, she closed the warehouse's rolling door and began to deliver the equipment.

She could actually buy a plow directly, but that would not be convenient for Qi Yu to promote the development of Dajin. Besides, the ancients had no electricity. She felt that with Qi Yu's talent, there should be no problem.

"Do you accept the challenge, my prince?"

Song Nian checked the quantity and sent the plowing machine manufacturing program and various equipment that he had worked out late at night.

Qi Yu, who was angry, suddenly received a letter from the gods, and he was instantly happy.

"Jiang Zhi, hurry up and find a few smart people to come over and try to develop the plowing machine that the gods mentioned today. Start farming tomorrow and let everyone eat vegetables as soon as possible. Then pass on the technology to the people."

Although he didn't know what electricity was, the gods said that if that thing was successfully developed, people would no longer need to use their hands and feet to do things, and it could replace many things, save a lot of time, and even eliminate the need for candles for lighting in the future.

He wasn't sure, but the gods trusted him so much that he was willing to challenge.

When Song Nian returned to the Song family, the teachers from the admissions offices of Peking University and Tsinghua University had just arrived. The moment they saw Song Nian, they warmly grabbed her hands and couldn't wait to tell her about the many advantages of Peking University and Tsinghua University, as well as the welfare benefits they could provide. Seeing that Song Nian was always humble and polite, they began to praise her for her free output, which made Song Nian feel embarrassed.

"Thank you teachers for fighting for this treatment. Don't worry, all my choices are Peking University and Tsinghua University."

"Great."

The teacher was so excited that he almost jumped up from the sofa.

Originally, the girl had only written Peking University and Tsinghua University on her application form, and she was admitted. However, they were still worried that other colleges would come to snatch the city's top talent after learning that she was the best, so they rushed to the Song family as soon as the results came out last night.

What they didn't expect was that a child who grew up in luxury could be so outstanding.

It seems that the flowers of the motherland all have a promising future.

"Then we have a deal, Mr. Song. I'll have someone deliver your admission letter this afternoon, and in two weeks we'll send someone to pick you up to go to Peking University or Tsinghua University for a month-long military training."

Song Nian was just about to nod and say yes when a stern voice came from behind him.

"Song Nian won't go to Peking University or Tsinghua University!"

With a very firm tone, Song Jin walked out of the door, looking like he had just received the news and rushed back in a hurry.

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about?" Song Nian never expected that Song Jin would refuse her to go to Peking University or Tsinghua University.

Even though he had been touching her head lovingly a few days ago and saying that he respected all her choices.

"Excuse me, teachers. I'm Song Nian's father." Song Jin didn't look at Song Nian, let alone answer her question. He walked directly to the three teachers from Peking University and Tsinghua University, shook hands with each of them, and bowed deeply in apology. "Xiao Nian is an excellent child. It's a great honor for our family to have been admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University, but... after careful consideration, we have decided to send her abroad for further studies."

"So, please go back, teachers. Thank you for taking a liking to this child. It's just that we are not destined to be together."

Without giving the three teachers a chance to refuse, while they were stunned, Song Jin waved his hand and asked the housekeeper to send them away.

The three were asked to leave.

With a bang, the villa door was closed and Li Lin walked down the escalator. Song Jin ordered the housekeeper who had just seen the guests off, "Take the young lady back to her room. Don't leave the room until the visa comes through."

The housekeeper and two servants held Song Nian's arms on both sides and almost dragged her upstairs.

"What visa? Are you going to put me under house arrest?"

"father!"

Song Nian never expected that less than half an hour after returning home, Song Jin came back and put him under house arrest without saying a word.

What did they know?

Is her father, who has always been good-tempered and very loving to her, no longer going to pretend?