Zhao Mingcheng lowered his voice and Sui An obeyed the ironclad order and stood up straight.
"Stand up straight and don't bow your head."
"Put your hands behind your back and stand with your feet together."
"Stretch your legs straight."
Sui'an stood upright, and the expression on his face changed accordingly.
"Okay, now go and stand in the shade. You will be finished when I let you finish."
Sui'an had trouble saying that, but he had no choice but to go and stand under the eaves.
The servants who were guarding outside the yard couldn't help laughing when they saw it.
"The Third Young Master is really mad."
Zhao Mingcheng sternly said, "Come in and stand in a row under the corridor like him."
Now the three of them had sad faces, and looking at Zhao Mingcheng's calm and confident face, they all stood in the corridor.
Qingluan looked extremely cool looking at Zhao Mingcheng like this.
At this moment, her heart seemed to be pregnant with a little rabbit, beating wildly.
Immediately, Zhao Mingcheng stared at Qingluan again.
Qingluan was wearing a blue gauze skirt, her hair was tied up in a high bun, her face was flushed, her eyes were clear and without any desire, Zhao Mingcheng couldn't help but wander to the sky as he looked at her.
She is so beautiful, even more beautiful than a policewoman, that she can work as an undercover agent in the anti-narcotics team.
Zhao Mingcheng was surprised by his own thinking. He looked up at the sky and then at his feet. He suddenly felt like he was in another world.
However, Zhao Mingcheng stared at Qingluan without any taboo, which made her feel ashamed and angry, and her ears turned red. Qingluan handed him tea, "Master, do you want some tea?"
"No, I can pour it myself. Are you sick? Why are you so red?"
"Young master, please stop teasing me." Qingluan said and ran away.
Zhao Mingcheng watched Qingluan twist and leave and couldn't help but ask, "Are all women in ancient times so reserved?"
Sui'an, who was standing at attention on one side, couldn't stand it for a long time, "Sir, you are too unrestrained like this. You will be scolded if you are seen by your husband."
[Xiangong: a title given to higher-status officials in the Song Dynasty.]
"Wandering? There is no more serious person in the world than me." Zhao Mingcheng said seriously.
"Young master, you can't go on like this. When your husband comes back, your husband will definitely blame you again."
In Sui'an's memory, Zhao Mingcheng was beaten many times since he was a child because he could not endorse.
Therefore, Zhao Mingcheng was most afraid of his father on weekdays, and he almost turned pale when talking about his father.
But now I reminded the young master twice in a row, but the young master was still unmoved. This was all because he didn't take good care of the young master three days ago and caused the young master to slip and fall into the water.
Zhao Mingcheng held the tea cup and thought.
He traveled through time three days ago and woke up after two days of coma. Now he has figured out his new identity and dynasty.
It is now the third year of Yuanfu in the Song Dynasty. The old emperor has just passed away, and the prince named Zhao Ji has been selected as the new emperor.
Which emperor was Zhao Ji?
He doesn't know him.
According to Sui'an, Wang Anshi, the famous reformer in Song Dynasty history, had died long ago.
As for Zhao Mingcheng, his father was a scholar-bureaucrat. Looking at the family fortune, you can see that his father was very wealthy. He also had two older brothers, both of whom are now officials in the court.
It is precisely because the old emperor passed away and the new emperor is busy succeeding, so his father and two brothers are busy outside now.
Zhao Mingcheng looked up at the sky.
He thought of Zhao Mingcheng in history, who seemed to have abandoned the city and fled. His ex-girlfriend, who was studying Chinese, told him about this. Because of this behavior, Li Qingzhao wrote an angrily poem, "I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong."
While Zhao Mingcheng was doubting his life, he thought he was on vacation, pinching pieces of meat and feeding them to the fish in the tank in the courtyard.
Historically, Zhao Mingcheng seemed to be the son of a scholar-bureaucrat. The most famous thing he did was to marry Li Qingzhao, the most talented woman in history.
Could it be that the plug-in of this historical figure is his wife?
But this eternal poet seems to look down on his husband.
Zhao Mingcheng snorted coldly.
"If this talented woman of all ages is good-looking, then that's all. If she's not good-looking, then I may not marry her?"
However, if he really wants to marry a talented woman in the future, he can't be too bad in this aspect.
Zhao Mingcheng thought for a moment and realized that he was indeed a bit of a fool now and knew nothing about the affairs of this era. Even if he did not marry Li Qingzhao, if he married another woman, the other woman would probably suffer from these problems...
Seeing that Zhao Mingcheng had calmed down, Qingluan patiently persuaded him, "Master, the imperial examination is about to take place. Why don't you go and read a book, maybe you can think of something. Otherwise, you will have wasted the previous fifteen years of hard study."
Zhao Mingcheng heard this and said, "This is a good idea. As for the imperial examinations, the important thing is to participate."
Zhao Mingcheng entered the room and closed the door. He took out a bright pistol from his lapel. He opened the magazine and found that it was still full of bullets. He had to believe that he had experienced the two worlds before and after.
It's all real.
He was wearing it, so he could bring the pistol over.
How strange!
It's just that this caused him to have no memory.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Zhao Mingcheng couldn't help but say, "You are really handsome. Although time travel is something I didn't expect, but you should be reborn as a human being and live a dignified life. Not to mention, how many teenagers can there be in life."
"
Looking at this body, Zhao Mingcheng was only nineteen or twenty years old. He was really young.
After hearing this, Suian outside the door began to shake his head again, "Time travel? What are you talking about, Master? Once upon a time, Li Bai wanted to travel back to the Warring States Period and be a disciple of Lord Xinling. Could it be that Master wants to be a great poet like Li Bai? Master,
, if you have the time, prepare well for the scientific examination."
"Well, if you don't speak, no one will think you are mute."
Zhao Mingcheng opened a book at random, and the scent of pen and ink filled his nostrils, but he flipped through a few pages, looked at the large and strange fonts, and fell asleep while looking at it.
When he woke up, he was still on the carved wooden bed, but there was still a book in his hand.
By the time he woke up, it was already evening, and Zhao Mingcheng was convinced that there was no need to study.
Its only use is for hypnosis.
At this time, Qingluan came over with a food box, and Sui'an followed.
"Who asked you to come here? Go back and stand."
Sui'an thought Zhao Mingcheng was just joking, so he just laughed and stayed where he was. Unexpectedly, Zhao Mingcheng cursed again, "I've eaten the heart of a bear and a leopard has made you bold!"
"If you are asked to stand outside, just stand. Who told you to run around?"
"Go back and stand!"
After Sui'an heard this, he ran away.
Qingluan was so frightened that his wrist holding the bowl twitched. This originally gentle gentleman suddenly became so arrogant...
Qingluan said cautiously, "Sir, are you hungry after reading? Eat quickly."