Zhao Xiaojian opened the scroll and was stunned by the picture in front of him. He saw the characters in the picture as lifelike. The pedestrians on the street and the cows and horses on the road seemed to be moving slowly. He could vaguely hear bursts of laughter and hawking. He began to doubt his eyes and ears, and only felt a sense of depression in his chest, as if he was about to breathe. At this time, his heartbeat continued to speed up, and he felt something restraining his trachea. He hurriedly unbuttoned the collar of the isolation suit and unbuttoned the button of his shirt. Unexpectedly, this action actually tore off the little copper horse on his neck. The position where the little copper horse landed on the scroll was the damage of the painting. Zhao Xiaojian suddenly felt dark in front of him, and there was no sense of consciousness...

At this time, Zhao Xiaojian was still wandering in the suburbs of the Northern Song Dynasty with this horse. He didn't know that he had completed a time-space travel in his sleep.

"Damn it, I haven't seen anyone after walking for a long time. Where is this? Huairou or Miyun?" He complained to himself. Suddenly he saw a group of people coming from afar. Those people were riding horses towards him, and smoke and dust flew up on the road.

"Damn, I've been breathing!" Zhao Xiaojian became excited.

This group of people were all dressed in ancient times. The one running in front was a boy who was dressed similarly to himself, who looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old. Zhao Xiaojian thought to himself: "You think of me coming, just patronizing filming, throwing me and this horse for a long time!" Seeing that they had not even had time to change their clothes, they hurried to find him, so they forgave them.

The fastest-running boy smiled and walked straight to Xiaojian, saying, "Uncle Liu, everyone knows that you have a good horse, and you can't leave your brothers alone? Just run forward and let us chase you!"

When Zhao Xiaojian heard his words, he looked confused, "What's the situation? Are you still memorizing lines? Who is your uncle?"

At this time, several servants dressed as servants also arrived on horseback. The two servants quickly jumped off the horse, walked to Xiaojian, and said, "Young Master, can you make it easy for the young men to find them?" Then he took out the kettle from his waist and handed it over, "Young Master, after running for a long time, you are thirsty, are you giving you water?"

Zhao Xiaojian was confused and shouted: "What are you drinking? What's the situation? I don't care which one you are doing. I'm going back to the city now, I have to go back to work to get things. I'll go home to see my parents tomorrow weekend!" He was obviously impatient.

The servant didn't know what Xiao Jian was saying, so he asked another servant next to him, "What are our young masters saying? Why can't I understand?" The other servant also looked confused and said, "Young Master seems to say 'I want to go back to the city'!" "Oh, I understand." The servant seemed to understand the meaning and said to Xiao Jian, "Young Master is going back to the city, so let's set off immediately!"

At this time, the young man dressed up in the young master hurriedly asked the servant: "Promoted, what are your young masters saying?"

The promotion turned around and replied, "Go back to the prince, our son said he wanted to go back to the city."

The prince said, "Oh, it turns out that it's this. It's been half a day since I came out, and it's time to go back. I'm hungry." Then he rode his horse to Xiao Jian and said, "Brother Liu, should we go into the city and have a few more drinks?"

Zhao Xiaojian cursed in his heart: "I'll drink your sister, who are you? I'll drink with you?" Then he asked the servant next to him: "Who is this person? How many more drinks do you have to drink with me?" While the promotion put on a cloak on Xiaojian, he smiled and said, "Young Master, why are you kidding? He is not your friend, is the eldest son of the Wang Taiwei family? Who in our Tokyo city knows that you and him are loyal friends?"

"What? Tokyo City? Which Tokyo City?" Zhao Xiaojian asked in surprise.

The promotion said: "There are still a few Tokyo in the world, of course it is Bianliang City, Kaifeng Prefecture? Why did the young master ask that?"

Zhao Xiaojian was completely confused. He was really in a dream and couldn't get out. He patted his face with his hand and said, "Wake up! Wake up! Zhao Xiaojian!"

The promotion was busy stopping him and said, "Young Master, what's wrong with you? Why are you slapping yourself in the face?"

Zhao Xiaojian was so anxious that he was about to cry. Tears flashed in his eyes and asked for promotion: "Brother, stop making trouble. Can you tell me who I am? I won't play anymore. I want to go home, I want to go home!" He was really about to cry.

The promotion looked puzzled and said, "Young Master, don't worry first. Let's go home now. You get on the horse first, let's leave now!" He comforted Xiao Jian while helping him on the horse.

Xiao Jian asked, "Where are we going to go back to? Which community do you live in?"

The promotion said: "Young Master, you are confused, aren't you? Of course we are back home. I am your follower, so I will go back together."

Xiao Jian pointed to another servant and asked, "Who is he?"

The promotion said: "He is making a fortune. We are both your followers, and you gave us the name!"

Xiao Jian rode on the horse, staggering and unable to sit steadily. At this time, the prince said, "Brother Liu, what's wrong with you? I see you are in a daze. Has something happened to you?"

Xiao Jian said: "Yes, I'm in a fog now, I don't know what you are talking about. I just had a dream, dreaming of meeting you in the warehouse of the Palace Museum in Beijing. Somehow, I met you, and I can't understand."

"Beijing Palace Museum? What is this place? I haven't heard of this place? Oh, I understand. I must have heard that the Daming Mansion in Beijing was captured by Jin soldiers, and I felt sad." Mr. Wang sighed, "Oh! I am also bored. My great Song Dynasty has actually made the Jin Dog bully like this!"

"Da Song? Do you mean it's now or Da Song?" Zhao Xiaojian asked suddenly.

"Yes, what's wrong with Brother Liu? My Song Dynasty has not yet destroyed the country. How can you say this?" Prince Wang asked him in confusion.

"Oh, it's Dasong now, then who am I? Who are you?"

"This... Brother Liu, you won't have a dream. You don't even know who you are, right? Don't scare your brother!" said Mr. Wang frowned.

Zhao Xiaojian explained: "I am not your Song Dynasty, I am from another era, in your era nine hundred years later!"

Prince Wang said, "Brother Liu, what are you talking nonsense? Of course you are from the Song Dynasty. Who doesn't know that Lingzun was the first-class prime minister of the dynasty, the current queen mother or your aunt, you are talking about these every day." Prince Wang looked puzzled. He didn't know what kind of devilishness the eldest son of the Liu family who was playing with him had been fascinated, and he said something strange in his mouth.

Zhao Xiaojian seemed to understand something after hearing his words. He muttered to himself: "What's the situation? Look at this guy saying it with a nose and eyes, it doesn't seem like he is memorizing lines. Is it really a Song Dynasty now? No, I've watched too many time travel dramas?" Then he asked again: "This... buddy, can you tell me what year it is now?"

Prince Wang said: "It is the first year of Jingkang. It has not been three months since the new emperor ascended the throne. Brother Liu won't remember it, right?"

Zhao Xiaojian realized when he heard this. As expected, he had arrived in the Song Dynasty. So he pretended to be intentional and said, "Of course I know, how could I not know, right? Isn't it? Song Huizong didn't want to do it anymore, so he gave the throne to his son, right? I have studied history, how could I not know?"

The prince was half clear and half confused about his words, because Song Huizong was still alive at this time and was the Supreme Emperor, and he did not have the posthumous title of "Huizong". So he frowned and said, "Brother Liu's words are confused. I wonder if Brother Liu's words are the Supreme Emperor today?"

Zhao Xiaojian said, "Yes, it's him. Isn't his name Zhao Ji? I like painting, right?"

The prince said, "Brother Liu should be cautious! How can the name of the Supreme Emperor be called casually? Now Cai Jing and Tong Guan and other old parties are still staring at our two families. If they are asked to seize the problem, wouldn't it cause trouble for the family again?"

Zhao Xiaojian seemed to recognize his identity. He had heard that his father was a first-class prime minister and had a relationship with the empress dowager. He thought he was also a wealthy family, but he still didn't know what he was called, so he had a sudden inspiration and asked the prince:

"This... Brother Wang, you have such a good relationship with me. Brother wants to ask you a question. Do you know what words are my name?"

Prince Wang smiled and said, "Oh, brother wants to take the test of his younger brother? His elder brother's surname is Liu, his name is Yixuan, and his name is Shaoxu. He was born on the sixth day of the eighth month of the Gengyin year. His ancestral home is Xiangyang. I wonder if my younger brother's answer is correct?"

After hearing this, Zhao Xiaojian laughed deliberately and said, "It's true that he is a good brother! I even remember my brother's birthday, I'm so friends!"

The prince also asked, "I wonder if my brother can remember my birthday?" Zhao Xiaojian was immediately panicked when he heard this and cursed in his heart: "How the hell do I know who you are? I have only been here in the Song Dynasty for a while?" He quickly smiled and said, "Well... this... Of course I know your name and birthday. Not only I know, but even the two of me, the ones, know, get promoted and get rich. Come and tell Mr. Wang!" He pushed this matter to the promotion and get rich.

When he heard the promotion, he opened his mouth wide and said, "Ah?" and said in a low voice with a look of embarrassment: "This... this... young master, you didn't... tell us..."

When Zhao Xiaojian heard this, he cursed: "What? You dog slave, you treat your words as if you are in front of you! You don't want to slap you!" He raised his whip and was about to be promoted. He immediately protected his face, afraid that he would slap him.

At this time, the prince of the king advised: "Brother Liu, don't get angry. It's a trivial matter, don't make things difficult for the servants!"

Zhao Xiaojian then put down the whip and pointed at the promotion and said, "For the sake of Prince Wang, I will spare you boy! Why don't you thank Prince Wang?"

The promotion quickly bowed and thanked Mr. Wang, and said, "Thank you for your love for me!" Mr. Wang just smiled slightly and didn't care, so he said to the "Liu Yixuan" again: "Brother Liu, after entering the city, can you please have a few drinks with me? I heard that several good singers have come to Sunyang Restaurant. I wonder if my brother is interested in going to see it?"

Zhao Xiaojian realized at this time that he had become the rich young man from the Northern Song Dynasty, and his name had been replaced with "Liu Yixuan". He could only sigh and slowly accept this reality. "Oh! Liu Yixuan is Liu Yixuan! But it sounds more like the name of a Chinese student." He heard that Mr. Wang said he wanted to invite him to drink a few drinks, and said that there was a singer in Sunyang Restaurant, so he was naturally very happy. "I didn't expect that I could be romantic and happy as soon as I came to the Song Dynasty. Maybe I would get rid of my virginity, and I would be happy when I thought about it!" The more he thought about it, he was more and more happy, and he forgot to answer the question of the young master.

"Brother Liu, Brother Liu, what I said just now, Brother Liu is willing to give me a favor?"
Chapter completed!