Everyone Mocked This Useless Boy—Until 12 Gorgeous Women Paid Him to Build an Army and Empire! скачать в хорошем качестве

Everyone Mocked This Useless Boy—Until 12 Gorgeous Women Paid Him to Build an Army and Empire!

Ps：I'm glad you enjoyed this story! Please type three hearts in the comments so I can see your support! ❤️❤️❤️ Video introduction: The man stood on the stage, shouting at the top of his lungs: "To succeed, you have to go crazy! Charge for money at all costs! Take a chance, and you'll be rich for three generations! If you don't take the chance, you'll just have to wait to fail! Sleep on the floor today, be a boss tomorrow!" The atmosphere in the audience was electric, but he never expected that a burly man would grab an ashtray from behind him and smash it over his head. With a dull thud, he collapsed unconscious on the spot. When Jia opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on an antique-style bed. The strong scent of sandalwood filled his nostrils, almost making him cough. He blinked, trying to see his surroundings clearly. A wooden house came into view, and directly in front of him was a row of black memorial tablets, with wisps of incense smoke rising from the large incense burner in the center. Jia squinted and saw the inscription on the most conspicuous memorial tablet: "The Tablet of My Late Husband, Yang Ye." Yang Ye? Who's that? He had no recollection. Just as he was about to look more closely, a furious shout made him tremble. "Your commander has died in battle, yet you, his personal guard, have returned alive? What use are you?" Jia turned his head with difficulty and saw a group of women dressed in either tight-fitting clothes or plain clothes standing at the entrance of the ancestral hall. Each of them carried a sharp sword and had a grief-stricken expression. Although each of them had anger and sorrow on their faces, they were all different in figure and quite beautiful. If this group were in a pyramid scheme den in his previous life, any one of them could be a spokesperson. He silently counted the number of people in his mind, but when he was halfway through, a sudden, intense headache struck him. His mind felt like it had been hit by a heavy hammer, exploding into a shower of memories. These memories did not belong to him, but were the remnants of the original owner's consciousness—Jia Jiang, twenty-three years old, a personal guard of the northern border army, under the command of General Yang Zhongbao. Not long ago, General Yang led a small detachment deep into enemy territory, only to be ambushed and wiped out. The original owner of this body escaped wounded and returned to the Yang family with the general's belongings to report the news. However, the widowed women, seeing that only General Jia had returned alone, immediately became suspicious, suspecting him of being a deserter or even a spy! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Disclaimer: All the story and images/graphics used in the video belong to their respective owners and I or this channel does not claim any right over them (All credits to the respected owner). Copyright Disclaimer under section 107 of the Copyright Act of 1976, allowance is made for “fair use” for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, education and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing.”