Ding Hao is dead. After the news spread in the Ding family compound, there was not even a ripple. Although Ding Hao's life experience is a taboo topic in the Ding family, the old farmers still know a little bit about that year
Regarding old things, they just sighed softly and muttered: "This poor child, it doesn't matter if he dies or if he dies, he should die early and be reincarnated early..."
Ding Hao is alive again. This news still did not cause a stir in the Ding family compound, which is larger than a Zhuangzi. But this time, even people who are not sure about his life experience said: "This Ding Hao, the meaner he is, the worse his life will be."
The harder it is, that's right. It's better to die than to live..."
On the other hand, Mr. Ding came back from the Quhua Gallery, took off his clothes, took a comfortable hot bath, and drank the good ginseng soup. After hearing the news about Ding Hao's resurrection, he laughed three times and said
: "This boy is really capable. I heard that people who have faked their own death will go to Naihe Bridge for a walk. If they can remember some scenes of the underworld, I should call him and tell me about it."
The dripping water outside the house turned to ice, but his room was as warm as spring. There was a large copper cauldron in the room, and there was smokeless animal charcoal inside that gave off bursts of heat. Even wearing a loose thin robe, he could still feel the heat hitting his face. A man in Qiluo
The maid wearing a beautiful shirt was sitting on his lap. This beauty was wearing a narrow-sleeved spring shirt, which highlighted the beautiful curves of her enlarged breasts and slim waist.
She was originally pretty, but with the skillful application of beauty and well-dressed clothes, she immediately showed her full color. Young Master Ding hugged her soft and fragrant body, and with a lewd smile, he took out the bulging breasts of her breasts.
Suddenly, the woman glanced at him with a lustful look, and started to giggle, causing the magnificent waves on her chest to rise and fall.
However, Er Shao Ding had been tossing all night last night. He had been drained of his body by the promiscuous skills of the red girls in the Quhua Pavilion, and for the moment he could not bring up the desire to mount a horse and gallop. Ding Hao was called to ask questions.
He just said that the Ding family compound has nine entrances and nine exits, and the more luxurious it gets, the more luxurious it becomes. There are servants, servants, long-term workers, short-term workers, servants, servants in the inner courtyard, servants in the outer courtyard, three, six, nine, all divided.
It’s clear. The Ding family compound is divided into different classes and has strict barriers. How can a small servant from the outer village have the qualifications to enter the house and see him in the inner village.
After Ding Hao woke up, his high fever miraculously subsided, but he was still weak. The deacon of the outer courtyard was merciful and gave him two days off to rest. During these two days, Ding Hao walked around the Ding Mansion every day, and many things only existed in his memory.
People and things are gradually becoming familiar to him. He has adapted to the identity in front of him and can make good use of the original identity of the dull and timid Ding Hao to conceal his true existence. However, his heart is restless, and he has been
Looking forward to finding a different way out from the original Ding Hao.
He is not a man with great ambitions. Being content with the situation and being content has always been his motto, but this does not mean that he can also accept being a humble servant. In this era of strict hierarchy and distinct classes, a person can
The life of a domestic slave is beyond the imagination of a modern ordinary person. He wants to escape from this circle, but he is like a fly lying on the glass. There is a bright future, but he cannot find it.
A path that you can walk on your own.
From the memories he inherited, he learned about his obscure life experience. In his previous life, he worked at the grassroots level for several years and moved to several communities. He also saw and heard many things about ungrateful parents: letting their mentally retarded daughter eat swill.
The bastard father who beat his five-year-old son from his ex-wife until his bones were broken and poured boiling oil into his mouth to torture him to death. The beastly mother who drank pesticides to her biological son for fear of delaying her remarriage...
…
But the badness of those beasts is usually written on their faces, but what about Mr. Ding? They are also his flesh and blood. He treats one as a father and a loving son, but treats the other as a passerby. The reason is just that one is a direct descendant and the other is a concubine.
It was the child of his well-matched wife, and the other was the result of him being immoral and bullying others while drunk. One was the seed he passed on to spread the incense, and the other was the humiliation of a gentle and decent person like him. This man really "loved"
"Hate is clear" ah.
What should he do if he is in this situation? In this era, he has rarely left the Ding family compound. Most of the news from the outside world is what he heard from the stewards in the house, and he only knows a limited amount from their mouths.
Data analysis shows that this world is different from the history he is familiar with. Geographically, the north of the Song Dynasty is also a powerful nomadic nation. To the east is the sea, and to the west are many small countries and nomadic tribes in the Western Regions. However, the development of details
But they are not completely similar. Ding Hao wondered if someone had traveled before the recorded historical dynasties and had more or less changed the pattern and historical development of the entire world, so it seemed a bit specious.
However, this is not a major problem for him in front of him. Even if he can know the development of some world trends in advance, the evolution will take hundreds of years, which will not help change his current situation. He is now just the Ding family compound.
A lowly servant here can live for at most a hundred years. This is the status quo that he cannot change, even if he knows five hundred years before and five hundred years later.
In the afternoon, the winter sun was a little warm. Ding Hao wandered to a secluded courtyard. He thought for a while and remembered that this was the place where the needlework in Ding's house was weaving and cutting, so he wanted to turn around and go back. As soon as he turned around, it happened to be
He saw two people standing face to face in the corner corridor in front. Ding Hao stopped and looked at each other. From the back, he saw that the slender figure looked familiar. He was wearing a cotton jacket with a green background and a bamboo pattern, and a green silk sash hanging on it.
Crystal jade, wearing a mink fur hat. When he thought carefully, he remembered that this was the second Master Ding whom he served in this life, and Ding Hao couldn't help but reveal a hint of bitterness on his lips.
In front of Mr. Ding Er, is a young woman in a moon-white shirt and a thin skirt. This young woman is about seventeen or eighteen years old. She is wearing a moon-white long-breasted gown with a floral cloth robe on the outside. It must be suitable for winter.
She was wearing a cotton coat, but I don’t know whether it was because the clothes were well-tailored, or because her natural beauty was hard to hide. Her waist, tied with a thin plum-knotted belt, looked slender, and there was an ordinary hairpin stuck on her raven black hair.
The wooden hairpins and cloth hairpin skirts are completely without any carvings, but when you stand there with a graceful and graceful look, you will feel a refreshing fresh air coming into your heart when you see it.
Young Master Ding turned his back to Ding Hao and did not see him. He was looking at the charming young woman in front of him, with a charming smile on his handsome face, and said warmly: "Madam of the Dong family, I called you from afar, but
You walked so fast that I almost lost track of you, what are you doing here?"
The young woman opposite looked dizzy and lowered her head and said: "Second Young Master, there are some fabrics in your house that you need to use during the festival. Aunt Li asked the slave family to weave and embroider them. The slave family just finished it. She was afraid of delaying the use of the house. Just now
Send it to auntie."
Ding Chengye listened and smiled and said: "I have heard long ago that the ladies of the Dong family are famous in all the villages in this country. The needle ladies of my Ding family are absolutely incomparable. If there is any precious knitting embroidery,
The needle ladies are afraid of spoiling things, so they leave it to the lady to do it. Now it seems that it is true. How can the lady's hands be so clever?"
While he was praising, he stretched out his hand to grab the young woman's wrist. Her wrist was so thin. When he grabbed it, the young woman was startled. She hurriedly retracted her hand and slipped out of his palm. Then she hurriedly took a step back and smiled.
He raised his eyebrows sulkily.
This young woman's pair of catkins were as slender as orchids. Ding Chengye felt that there was still a trace of smoothness on his fingertips, and he was even more lustful. There was a bit of heat in his slightly evil eyes. He raised his eyebrows and spoke softly.
He said: "Madam of the Dong family, why are you so afraid of me? Could it be that...can't you see how much I feel about you?"
The young woman's face was red with embarrassment, but she still spoke in a soft voice: "Second Young Master, please respect yourself. Mr. Dong Luo is from a married woman's family."
Ding Chengye said proudly: "So what? The short-lived ghost named Dong has died long ago. Even if he is still alive, is he qualified to steal a woman from Mr. Ding and me? Luo Dong'er, do you know how much I like you? Even if he is still alive.
The most popular and prettiest girl is sleeping in the Quhua Pavilion, and all I can think about is your appearance. At the age of a flower, can you bear the pain of loneliness? Why not... just follow this young master?
Well, as long as you follow me, I will live a life of glory and wealth without you..."
"Second Young Master!" Luo Dong'er, who was called by her given name, was embarrassed and angry, and her voice was slightly high-pitched: "Although Dong Luoshi comes from a poor family and has a humble status, she is a pure and clean person. The Second Young Master is
How can a young master from a wealthy family, who is knowledgeable and courteous and well-established, say such a thing? If he goes away, will the slave family still be a good person? Second Young Master, please get out of the way, the slave family is leaving."
Ding Chengye was immediately displeased when he heard this. He was a womanizer by nature, and he especially liked young women from good families. In his opinion, although women from good families did not know how to please like women in the entertainment industry, they still had a sense of ecstasy, so
I am most passionate about this.
An affair is all about emotion, playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and elegant conversation, all of which are love matchmakers. Ding Chengye has a handsome appearance, is well-read in poetry and books, is proficient in singing the wind and the moon, playing bamboo and zither, and playing dominoes and Cuju. He is a man with elegant taste.
The virtuous man and the good-natured woman he fell in love with would obediently submit to him as long as he used some tricks. But who would have thought that he, such an unfailing vanguard, would have no means in front of this village woman? Luo Dong'er felt helpless.
If he refuses to take the bait, he will let his tongue shine like a lotus flower, but he will not take the bait.
Ever since he was a child, there was nothing he wanted that he couldn't get. If his father hadn't been a strict upbringer and usually used his money to visit brothels and prostitutes, he could have turned a blind eye and let him go. If he had known that he
He would never let him go lightly if he seizes a wife, so if he still had any scruples, he would have already taken advantage of her and snatched away the innocent body of this pretty widow.
However, after repeated setbacks, Ding Chengye's patience was exhausted. He tore off his elegant demeanor and revealed a ferocious look in his eyes. He said angrily: "Luo Dong'er, the Ding family is the most powerful family in this area and in the entire Bazhou City.
With how powerful you are, don’t you know that this young master will be short of women? It’s your blessing that I fall in love with you..."
"I don't care!" Dong Luoshi said tit for tat, his panic and shy expression gradually replaced by a resolute expression.
"You..." Ding Chengye's anger rose, and he forgot the pros and cons for a moment. At that moment, he wanted to hug this painful little lady and kiss her wildly to quench his hunger and thirst. Maybe if she loses her grip in one step, she will be defeated and he will be completely defeated.
Unexpectedly, he only shrugged his shoulders, and someone behind him coughed and said dryly: "I have met the second young master."
