"What's so fragrant?"

Yang Lin got up in a daze. When he opened his eyes, he found that his doghouse had become more beautiful. The neat gauze curtain and bead curtain were covered with embroidered gold threads. It was so beautiful.

When Damn woke up, he felt dizzy. Yang Lin thought he was in a dream and said with a wry smile: "Dogken, doghouse, you have finally matured over the years. Not only have you learned to clean yourself up, but you have also learned to evolve."

No! A stream of air conditioning rushed straight from the heels to the sky spirit cover, and Yang Lin woke up instantly, and felt that things were not simple.

The carved antique yellow rosewood bed, various wooden cabinets, soft and exquisite carpets on the ground, and a sword with a jade-handled and golden sheathed on the wall, making the infinite rich and powerful spirit come.

I know that Yang Lin's wealth and wealth are not enough to buy a chair here.

Is there a rich woman who covet my beauty, tied me to her boudoir, and even had to play costumes?

After thinking about his thin and dry body, he was obviously not a rich woman's dish. Yang Lin then breathed a sigh of relief. While feeling relieved, he felt a little disappointed in his heart.

It seems that it is still in the dream. Yang Lin finally came to such a conclusion that only in dreams can explain everything in front of him.

Getting off the bed and stepping on the soft carpet, the touch is gentle and smooth. Yang Lin was a little dazed for a moment. If this is a dream, would it be better not to wake up?

There was a bronze mirror in front of him. Yang Lin came to the mirror and was about to see if his ancient costume was handsome or not, but he saw a familiar and unfamiliar handsome face appearing in the mirror, just a little pale.

The moment he saw this face, a lot of memories and emotions poured into Yang Lin's mind, which made him feel a little headache.

It turned out that it was not a dream. After receiving the memories and emotions, Yang Lin realized that he was traveling through time.

My heart skipped a beat, and I was a little excited. Anyway, I was lonely and helpless in my previous life, and traveling through time was a good thing for me, especially my identity, and I was still a rich young man from a rich family. I just saw this bedroom.

Through the memory of acceptance, Yang Lin learned that he had come to the Song Dynasty, and the current emperor was the famous artist Song Huizong Zhao Ji.

Coincidentally, I was also called Yang Lin in this life. I was the only son of Yang Tong, a wealthy businessman from Huainan East Road. I have been well-read in poetry and books since I was a child.

Yang Tong has only one son, and he is particularly good at studying. He is very promising and is upright and rigid, just like his heart.

Lao Yang was a businessman. In his eyes, everything in the world could be solved with money. So when Yang Lin participated in the imperial examination, he bribed the officials from all over the Yangzhou area, so that his son could go to Beijing to participate in the next round of provincial examinations.

When Yang Lin was packing up his things and preparing to go to Beijing for the exam, he accidentally heard the conversation between his father and others. He knew the moisture of his fame and fortune. He actually vomited blood and lie in bed for half a month.

After learning about the situation, Yang Lin couldn't help but shook his head and thought that he had been so stupid in his study before. His rich clothes and food since childhood made him not know the cruelty of the outside world, and he really regarded Fang Zhengjun's style as a famous saying. His own father paved the way for him, and he could vomit blood even if he was born at the beggar's house, so he wouldn't even have the chance to study.

Justice is better for storytellers to praise. Life is a cruel arena.

While Yang Lin was still trying to digest and integrate into this identity, there was a rustling sound of footsteps outside. Yang Lin, who had not yet figured out how to face it, quickly went to the bed and prepared to pretend for a while.

The door was pushed open with a creaking sound. A beautiful girl was combed in her bun, holding a wooden plate with a few bowls of medicine on it. After entering the room, she closed the door with her heels with her skillfully.

"Young master, I've taken the medicine." The little maid said without looking back. It was obvious that she was expected to ignore her, but she didn't know that Yang Lin, who was lying on the bed, was secretly squinting at her. Her voice was crisp and nice, with a little soft voice of Wu.

What a handsome maid, this figure, tsk

The girl put the medicine on the table, took a bowl, sat at the head of the bed and scooped a spoonful with a spoon on her lips, and blew it, and handed it to Yang Lin's mouth.

"Mom, it's so hard!"

Yang Lin, who was secretly looking at the little beauty, was suddenly fed a mouthful of Chinese medicine. It was so painful that he couldn't help but scream.

With a bang, the bowl of medicine in the little maid's hand fell to the ground, her big round eyes glared, and her cherry-like mouth opened into an O-shaped shape.

"Young Master is awake! You are awake!"

The surprised and happy little maid ran out with her teeth and claws, and Yang Lin also got up from the bed. The dazzling sunlight in the small window made Yang Lin unable to help but close his eyes.

Lying in bed for half a month, this body was not yet adapted to the sun. After a while, Yang Lin looked out and saw an elegant courtyard with strange flowers and stones, corridors and veranda, which was filled with the exquisiteness and elegance of Jiangnan gardens. Looking further forward, there was a pond, a rockery, small bridge and pavilion in the middle of the lake.

I am so rich, if it's mine, that's mine, haha, it's developed.

When Yang Lin was immersed in the happiness of wealth, a sudden wail came: "Lin'er, where is my son?"

A crisp voice replied: "Of course it's in the young master's bedroom."

This honest little maid

With a bang, the precious ebony door was knocked open. Yang Tong, who was obsessed with body, walked to his son in three or five steps, pressed his shoulder and shouted: "Son, you have finally woken up. Dad was confused for a moment. We won't take the exam anymore, so I don't want this Jie Yuan."

Who is Yang Lin? He has been poor for half his life. Such a person is used to struggling at the bottom of the country. He will never miss an opportunity when he sees it. How can he give up Jie Yuan's identity as one step to reach the sky for nothing?

"Dad, are you okay? My son's Jie Yuan came to the exam, and it was not stolen. Why don't you want it?"

Yang Tong was speechless for a moment and looked at his son suspiciously. Is this his nerd son? Seeing that the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were obviously the baby son he had raised for 16 years, he felt relieved and turned around and turned away the maid. Then he said with shame: "Lin'er is angry and deliberately talks to her father. Oh, I will just apologize to you. Dad shouldn't bribe the prefect Cai of our mansion to obtain the identity of Jie Yuan, which will make you stain. In short, it's all my father's fault. Let's give up going to Beijing and take the exam again next year! I don't believe my son's ability, and I can't get Jie Yuan."

"Dad, you're confused!" Yang Lin looked at the ashamed father, without any sense of unfamiliarity. He inherited Yang Lin's memory and emotions, making him feel a little more envious of this fat middle-aged man.

Yang Tong felt a little worried when his son was pressed on the chair, but when his son woke up, he would just follow him. "Yes, Dad is confused, don't worry, Dad must have changed his past."

Well, now that Dad Yang has become a frightened bird, he has listened to his words as a slander. Yang Lin was so amused that he suddenly became happy and had an idea.

After a pause, Yang Lin frowned and pretended to say, "This matter is absolutely not allowed. The scholars had complaints about his son Jie Yuan in high school. If I give up entering Beijing, wouldn't it be true that we can bribe the exam. The court will inevitably sue him if his father is really pursued. Besides, the prefect Cai, who said we bribed, would be implicated. He has been an official for so long, and it is not a matter of one word. Although Jie Yuan's son is unwilling to be, he must be for his father and for our Yang family."

This speech made Yang Tong's ears stunned like a clay sculpture, and soon filled his eyes.

It's touching. After raising a son for so long, I finally realized that I felt sorry for myself, and Yang Tong still had a little bit of pride.

Who doesn’t want their son to be a gentleman? Even if he is a nouveau riche like Yang Tong, he has always been proud of his son in his heart.
Chapter completed!