"Hiss-hoo!" He took a deep breath and exhaled a cloud of white mist. Wan He slowly walked to the center of the yard. Looking at the pair of stone locks on the ground, a look of disdain flashed through Wan He's eyes.
. He held his hands together and shook them irregularly, moving his joints and shaking his head from side to side. There were bursts of crackling sounds coming from his neck.
"Okay! Come on!" Wan He shouted, bent down, and held the handle of the stone lock tightly with both hands, his brows furrowed and his eyes widened.
On the left and right sides of the courtyard, a dozen famous servants and maids looked at Wan He nervously, and each of them held their hands tightly involuntarily. There was also a delicate-looking maid, staring at Wan He with her beautiful eyes.
Xiaoxiu shook his fist in front of him and whispered softly: "Master! Come on!"
“Drink ah ah ah—!”
Wan He roared angrily and lifted his entire upper body up with force. Veins popped up on Wan He's forehead. Due to the excessive exertion, his face turned red. As Wan He roared,
There was a loud sound, but the stone lock still remained motionless.
"Ahhhhhh——!" The roar still echoed in Wan He's throat, but the voice began to deteriorate. Finally, as the last trembling sound disappeared, Wan He loosened his hands and sat down directly.
He fell to the ground, gnashing his teeth and shaking his hands desperately, shouting: "Damn it! Damn it! It hurts me so much! It hurts me so much!"
"Hahahaha! I won! I won!" "Ah! My silver!"
Following Wan He's defeat, countless shouts of joy and mournful wails suddenly sounded all around. Several domestic servants with faces full of joy immediately stretched out their hands to their companions, and what everyone said was
Same: "I won! Give me money! Give me money!"
The pretty maid who had cheered for Wan He was pouting with aggrieved face at this moment, because one of her hands had already been stretched out in front of her. The maid glared at Wan He who was sitting on the ground and cursed.
"What a waste!" He took out a few coins from his sleeves, threw them to the servant who reached out to him, snorted, turned around and ran away.
Wan He turned a deaf ear to everything that was happening around him. He slowly got up from the ground, patted the dust on his butt, and looked helplessly at the pair of stone locks on the ground. Each of these stone locks only weighed more than ten kilograms.
It seemed that the two of them together only weighed over twenty kilograms, and he couldn't even move! After the forty-ninth experiment, Wan He had to admit that he still had no fate with practicing martial arts in this life!
Although Wan He is still the only son of the Wan family, a wealthy businessman in Luoyang, inside this body, there is another person, a soul from later generations more than a thousand years later. As a standard otaku in later generations, Wan He has no idea about the word time travel.
It's very familiar, but I didn't expect that this kind of thing would actually happen to me.
However, it seems that there are many things that are different from what is written in novels. For example, in some novels, the protagonist is born with supernatural power and is unstoppable! But when I look back at myself, I have no power and is a complete weak scholar.
Well! The most terrible thing is that what bothered me the most in later generations was those poems and songs, so now I can’t even plagiarize some poems and become a great literati!
Thinking of this, Wan He suddenly reached out and touched his face. Well, fortunately, at least he still has such a handsome face! He is finally worthy of his status as a time traveler!
"Master! Master invites you to the hall!" A male voice sounded from behind Wan He. Wan He turned his head and saw that it was his personal servant Xiao Wu. Although Xiao Wu was Wan He's personal servant,
But he didn't show much respect for Wan He, and even had a look of disdain on his face. It was obvious that he didn't take his master Wan He seriously. Xiao Wu originally wanted to inform Wan He, but he didn't expect it.
Seeing that Wan He's face was still full of grief and anger, Xiao Wu couldn't help but be stunned. It seemed that he didn't care about him just now, right?
"One more thing! Where is my personal and beautiful maid? Oh my God! We can't treat her differently!" Wan He secretly cried in his heart.
…
Wandering around in the yard, Wan He almost fainted. Fortunately, Wan He has gradually become accustomed to his identity these days. He is now the only son of Wan Cheng, a wealthy businessman in Luoyang, and the Wan family was originally considered a member of the family.
Xingwang, even in the generation of his cheap father Wan Cheng, the Wan family had three brothers, which meant that Wan He originally had two uncles. But a few years ago, Wan He's second uncle was killed by someone who came out of a brothel through some strange combination of circumstances.
The woman became obsessed with him, stole five hundred taels of silver from her home, and then ran away without a trace, not even knowing whether she was alive or dead.
But in Wan He's generation, Wan He's father only has one precious son, Wan He, and Wan He's third uncle also has a son who is half a year younger than Wan He. He is currently studying in the largest private school in the city, preparing to take the scientific examination next year.
It is the lintel of the main gate of Wanjiaguang.
Originally, the Wan family, who was born as a merchant, should be happy to have such a scholar, but Wan He's father didn't think so. Compared with Wan He's third uncle's son, the previous Wan He seemed too young.
Not to mention that he has no talent for reading, but even basic calculations are confusing. All he does is eat, drink and have fun outside. If he is a dandy, he must at least be a dandy.
He looks good! But this Wan He turns out to be a famous timid coward in Luoyang City. Every time he goes out, he is either beaten with a bruised nose and face, or blackmailed until his whole body is clean. Wan Cheng faces such a son
, and then compared with my nephew, this is not even a little bit worse!
In this way, Wan Cheng had a bad look every time he saw Wan He, and would either hit or scold him. This also caused the entire Wan Mansion, and even the servants, to look down on Wan He, which led to the previous scene.
As for the current era, Wan He only learned from a few words from his servants that it was the Sui Dynasty, and the person sitting on the throne of the emperor was the famous faint emperor Yang Guang in history. But when was it, Wan He only knew
He knew that it was the Ten Years of Great Causes now, but as to what year AD that Ten Years of Great Causes was, Wan He was completely confused!
Wan He feels miserable when he thinks that now is a troubled time in history second only to the Three Kingdoms period! Why can't God send him to a better time? In this troubled time, human life is as cheap as paper!
Just when Wan He was thinking wildly, he didn't know that he had already walked outside the hall of Wan Mansion. When he took a step forward, he didn't even notice the high threshold in front of him, and he was directly tripped by the threshold.
, he just fell onto his back!
Seeing Wan He lying on the ground and crying out in pain, Mr. Wan Cheng Wan Wai, who was sitting in the hall, became very angry. Originally, Mr. Wan He heard in the past few days that Wan He was not as bad as before.
When I went out to fool around, I thought that Wan He had finally turned around. This time I asked Wan He to come over, but I wanted to praise him. I didn't expect that Wan He would make such a fuss as soon as he walked in.
But the good mood Wan Laowai had just risen was completely crushed. Wan Laowen's old face immediately turned green with anger. He hit the ground hard with the crutch in his hand, pointed at Wan He and started to curse.
: "You loser! How could I have given birth to a brat like you? You can't even walk. How can I still expect you to take over the Wan family? God has no eyes! Is my Wan family doomed to decline?
At the hands of this prodigal son?"
Wan He finally got up, but he was scolded by his cheap dad. He felt aggrieved! I had provoked someone, didn't I just accidentally fall down! Could this be a crime?
He committed a heinous crime? Of course, Wan He only dared to say this in his heart, but he did not dare to say it in front of Wan Lao, who was now furious.
Mr. Wan was scolded by Mr. Wan for more than half an hour. Maybe it was because he was thirsty. Mr. Wan stopped now. However, his chest rose and fell from time to time, indicating that the anger in Mr. Wan's heart had not gone away!
Looking at the appearance of the old man Wai, Wan He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. No wonder his predecessor turned into a coward famous in Luoyang City. After doing it for a long time, the reason was all at home! This should be the reason why the old man Wai has been there since he was a child.
It left a psychological shadow on Wan He, tsk tsk tsk tsk! You can make money, but you can’t educate children!
"Huh!" Wan Cheng saw Wan He lowering his head, and seemed to know that he was wrong, so he stopped scolding him. However, if he knew what Wan He was thinking at this moment, he would probably wave the cane immediately.
Just give this unfilial son a bloody blow! He angrily picked up the cup of tea next to him, took a big sip, and turned to Wan He and shouted: "You stinky boy! From tomorrow on, you will get out of here.
Go back to the private school and go to class! I have taken care of everything in the private school for you, and I will not care about what you caused trouble last time! But please remember it for me! If you let me know what you will make trouble in the private school again,
I have to break both of your legs!"
It was rare for him to say a few normal words, and finally he cursed fiercely. Wan He couldn't help being frightened and shrank his head. As for what happened to his predecessor in the private school last time, Wan He now...
He couldn't remember it at all, so he could only agree to it. But in Wan He's heart, he was already crying so much.
"Oh my god! I finally graduated in my last life, why do I have to go to school again! Oh my god! I didn't teach you to play with people like this! I hate the feudal patriarchal dictatorship!" Faced with the unchangeable facts, Wan He finally
I can only choose to protest silently from the bottom of my heart.