[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn":3,"chapter-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-115":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Thirteen Years as King of the Great Song, I Learned I Was the Dragon",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2271810,4437,"Chapter 115: Bestowal of Rewards","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-115",115,"\u003Cp>Ahead lay a half-open courtyard, bustling with people; outside stood a sign reading “Shaorou Courtyard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Zhu exclaimed, “Why this ‘Zhu’? It makes my heart uneasy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yuyan smiled gently, “I never thought it was your ‘Zhu.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti said, “This meat shop existed since the Renzong era; the Xiangguo Temple was never a quiet place. Back then, there was a monk named Hui Ming who was skilled at cooking and roasting meat, so the temple established a dedicated Shaorou Courtyard. Later, to avoid taboos related to the temple...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was also curious about the internationally renowned director’s directing style and methods, eager to know whether the man truly had substance or was merely overhyped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue Hui’s next move left Xing Chen even more puzzled; he ventured, “Are you asking me for something?” This time, Yue Hui nodded at Xing Chen, pointed to his hand, then opened her palm again before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve heard of this monster, maybe even seen it, but I can’t recall it clearly,” Xin Xin muttered. “Where’s the monster located? Is there a good spawn point?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olivier thought: since Gan had invested, and Warner was a giant far bigger than Weinstein, it wasn’t bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Commander, are you here to see Commander Liu?” Gou Defu didn’t ask how Liu Lang had suddenly arrived from Shanxi to Dawuhan—he assumed five years of military service had taught this spoiled heir that some questions weren’t to be asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The storage belt, like the Qiankun Ring, belongs to the rare category of spatial storage treasures. Though inferior to the Qiankun Ring, it is more than sufficient for an ordinary martial cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two exchanged glances, both pale with shock. If these figures were real, this battle was no ordinary victory—it was a historic triumph, the greatest casualty ratio in modern Chinese military history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Liu Xueyuan was dazzling, like a rose so brilliant you couldn’t look away, this woman was serene—imbued with elegance, quiet grace, and subtle charm, radiating a fresh youthful allure that held your gaze captive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The LCD screen was for the host and speakers, so guests could clearly see their voices, expressions, and gestures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides the coach captain, the other member of Training Team Three responsible for grinding honor was also in poor condition. His face was deathly pale; after leaving the arena, he leaned on his knees, gasping for breath. Still, he fared better than the coach captain, for at least he could still walk on his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the announcer finished introducing the competing teams, Xia Shale’s tea-soaked melon slipped from his hand and fell onto his lap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Pan Kui was close to Old Luo, their subordinates knew each other well; they sat in a circle around, chatting and laughing merrily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the surging fragrance fell silent, like a tamed beast, emitting a gentle, warm aroma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he and Haruna Hira had a good life, and they had a two-year-old boy. Though life was somewhat humble, it was peaceful and happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So there truly is a way? Miss Meiduo, your great kindness, I shall never forget.” Qin Tianci immediately knelt on one knee before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Days passed one by one, and Tian Dong Huan Xin grew steadily—from being as tall as him, to gradually a head taller, until finally, Jun Qiao reached only to his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elderly mother’s face turned ashen with rage, nearly fainting; Guo Honglei sighed and knelt silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luan Fei smiled faintly—he had seen that Wu Yong was already tempted, but Wu Yong was always cunning, and between them lay no foundation of mutual trust, so doubt still lingered in Wu Yong’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the only mounted generals on Liangshan who could truly stand out were mostly former imperial officers or descendants of officers.\u003C\u002Fp>",625,"2026-06-19T22:30:31.989Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","10bbbb9ba0864c2deaf2618ee03c07b66c5a5caf43cadd1647b1584c829358fc","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-116","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-114",270,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-cover.jpg"]