Chapter 1 Traveling under the outbreak of character
In the spring of 2009 AD, in the memorial hall of a funeral home in a city in northern China.
A memorial service was being held in full swing. The atmosphere in the hall was sad and solemn, mournful music was playing, and cries were loud. Those attending the memorial service were all the immediate family members, classmates and friends of the deceased. At this time, a middle-aged man made a move.
He took the manuscript paper and read the life of the deceased word by word. Some people below him who couldn't sit still took advantage of the opportunity to whisper.
"Oh, I just left. I'm only in my twenties. Why can't I think so hard?" A young man wearing glasses shook his head and sighed.
"Hey, how did he die?" gossips like to ask.
"Keep your voice down, it is said that he committed suicide holding the photos of the two girls to show their affection..." The man with glasses said everything he knew.
"How could this happen? He and I often drink together, and I haven't heard him say which girl he likes. How come there are two?" The gossips looked in disbelief.
"I can't figure it out. Besides, even if it's showing favoritism, it's enough to show favoritism by hugging one girl's photo, but why did he hug two girls? Could it be that he was showing favoritism to two girls at the same time?" The man with glasses thought hard.
"That's called fraternity, don't you understand? Hey, let me tell you, I heard that the way he died was very innovative." A third gossip couldn't help but come over to join the conversation.
"Oh? What's new?" The other two were really attracted.
"I heard that he held a photo of the two girls, closed his eyes, and fell headfirst into the sewer. When he was fished out, he was breathless and still had a smile on his face."
"The most infatuated man in the world!" The three of them sighed in awe.
Not far away, a middle-aged man continued to recite his eulogy, and his deep voice echoed in the memorial hall: "...his life was a glorious life, a life of fighting, a life of struggle..."
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During the Hua Dynasty, the capital city of Jinling was the merchant Fang family.
Fang Zheng woke up from his deep sleep. As soon as he opened his eyes, he found a pair of dark, clear eyes staring at him.
The eyes were big, round, and innocent, staring at him without blinking. Fang Zheng's scalp was a little numb from being stared at.
"Hey, take a look. Don't move around. Just stay there. If you move around, be careful or I'll get angry." Fang Zheng showed his authority to the owner of these eyes.
"..."
"Well, if you go out now, I can consider treating you to a late-night snack, which is very sumptuous." Enticing someone with benefits is sometimes the simplest and most practical way.
"..."
"Okay, for the sake of my weak health, young master, can you please come out? I promise that I will never pester Xiaolu again, okay?" If tempting her with benefits is ineffective, being moved by emotion is also a good idea.
Not a bad idea.
"..."
"Damn it! If the tiger doesn't show off its power, do you think this young master is a sick cat? Get out of here! If you don't, do you believe that this young master will turn you into a vegetable in the pot?" Fang Zheng couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly.
The owner of the eyes finally felt Fang Zheng's fierce murderous aura, raised his chin arrogantly, glanced at Fang Zheng with disdain, and walked out arrogantly.
Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the bed.
The guy who went out just now is simply not a human being!
In fact, it is indeed not a human. Its name is Rhubarb. To be precise, it is a Chinese pastoral dog. To be more specific, it is a Chinese pastoral dog with a tall body and well-developed limbs. It is trained to bite people's necks.
, these are not the point.
The point is, this dog doesn't like Fang Zheng very much, and Fang Zheng doesn't like it very much either. What's sad is that Dahuang's force value is obviously higher than him, so even though Fang Zheng is its owner, he can't
Control it, or even worse, avoid it. - Rhubarb has no city and doesn't know how to hide its emotions. If it doesn't like the person it likes, it will wag its tail in front of you and beg for mercy, trying its best to flatter you. If it doesn't
Someone you like might pounce on you and bite your neck off. People like Fang Zheng fall into the latter category.
"Master of high power and shock!" Fang Zheng lamented in his heart. What can the master of high skill do to it? Give it three feet of white silk, and it won't hang itself.
"Master, it's time for you to drink medicine." Xiao Lu held the medicine bowl and handed it to Fang Zheng.
Xiao Lu is Fang Zheng's maid, the kind that sticks to her body. To this day, Fang Zheng still doesn't understand the difference between a personal maid and a maid. At first, he thought she was serving food and clothing, and then he warmed his bed at night and took the initiative to sleep with him.
That kind of maid...
According to normal logic, there is nothing wrong with this understanding. But it turned out that he was terribly wrong. Xiaolu did not live in the same house as him. She lived in the legendary Tianzi No. 2 room. Just go upstairs and turn left and right.
Turn, then turn left, then turn right, then walk forward a hundred steps...
Fang Zheng finally understood: the farthest distance in the world is not the end of the world, but the fact that his personal maid lives in the same mansion, but Fang Zheng can't take advantage of the young master's status. - That damn Dahuang is there every night.
At the little green door.
"Don't drink, don't pay attention to me, I'm annoying you." Fang Zheng looked at Dahuang wagging his tail to fawn over Xiaolv, and he felt unhappy. This dog didn't like him very much, but he peed all day long.
Being around Little Green made him very annoyed as the owner.
"No, if you don't take the medicine, I will blame the master and madam. I can't bear it." Xiao Lu was very stubborn, staring at Fang Zheng with a pair of big and smart eyes, showing an unyielding look.
Fang Zheng stared at Xiao Lu impatiently. Ever since he woke up in this inexplicable dynasty, he found that this girl didn't treat him very much. It's not that Xiao Lu had any rude behavior towards his young master. On the contrary,
Xiao Lu was very respectful, but under her respectful and submissive appearance, Fang Zheng could feel her disdain and contempt for him in her heart. Not only Xiao Lu, but also the entire Fang Mansion's servants treated him in this way.
, including the dog named Dahuang.
Xiao Lu is only fifteen years old, but she is a graceful person. What is even more rare is that she is diligent and diligent. She takes care of Fang Zheng's food, clothing, housing and transportation. At the age of fifteen, in modern times, she is still under the care of her parents, carefree and carefree.
At the age when she was still carrying her schoolbag to go to school, Xiaolu was already taking care of Fang Zheng, the young master, and took care of everything in an orderly manner.
"Master, please drink quickly. Xiaoyue just sent a message that the master and his wife will come to see you soon." Xiaolu said in a light tone, as if you drink it or not, you will be responsible for the consequences.
"I... endure it!" Fang Zheng glared at Xiao Lu fiercely, gritted his teeth and held his nose as he downed the bowl of dark medicinal soup. Xiao Lu packed up the bowl of medicine and left with satisfaction.
"A good man won't fight with a woman. When Master, I figure out what's going on, I won't be able to deal with this little girl like you!" Fang Zheng stared at the graceful little green figure and thought fiercely to himself.
Yes, it has been five days since he came to this dynasty, and Fang Zheng still hasn’t figured out what is going on. During these five days, he has remained in a state of confusion, as if he feels that he is still doing a strange thing.
Dream, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, reality and illusion, is a philosophical problem that is difficult to distinguish. Fang Zheng had a headache thinking about this problem. He had a headache for five days.
Don’t quite understand? Well, let’s start from the beginning.
Fang Zheng was originally a recent college graduate from a northern city in the 21st century, majoring in Chinese. He was an ordinary person, from a working-class family. He had no famous parents, nor did he have cousins who had no descendants overseas and left him hundreds of millions.
He inherited the family property. From childhood to adulthood, he went through elementary school, middle school, and college. He had two unsuccessful relationships. After graduation, like all college graduates, he stayed at home and was unemployed, and visited the job market on weekends.
, I hope I can be lucky enough to find a job where I can’t eat enough and I can’t starve to death.
In this way, Fang Zheng lived for twenty-two years without messing with anyone. However, something unexpected happened. On a sunny Sunday afternoon, he held in his hands the two famous actresses from a certain island country.
**Nude photo art video, he went straight home excitedly (male compatriots should understand this feeling), but he accidentally fell into the sewer where the manhole cover was stolen, and hit his head on something hard.
Then he lost consciousness.
I have to say that modern people really lack social ethics. Fang Zheng actually does not discriminate against the profession of thieves in his heart. Chu Liuxiang in the novel is also a "handsome thief" praised by everyone in the world. But... you steal
What's wrong, you have to steal the manhole cover? Even if you put up a warning sign "There is a hole here, be careful to go around" after stealing, it would be very wicked to steal the manhole cover.
The next section is quite bloody.
When Fang Zheng woke up, he found that the scene had completely changed. Of course, he would not be so stupid as the protagonist who had just traveled through time, thinking that he was still in the hospital. Anyway, he had never seen such an antique hospital, with short beds and exquisite and exquisite designs.
candlesticks, rosewood round tables, gold-carved coffee tables, and screens with freehand landscapes. - Which lunatic would decorate a hospital like this?
Later, Dahuang ran in and barked at him, scaring him so much that he was so limp that he couldn't move. Just when he was about to call for help, Xiaolu, dressed in a beautiful ancient costume and wearing a small bun, came in...
Immediately afterwards, the entire Fang Mansion was boiling, and the servants spread the news that "the young master has woken up after being in a coma for a month." Suddenly, the whole Fang Mansion was in a panic. Fang Zheng still didn't understand what was going on.
As for my son, a beautiful woman hurried into the house. Without saying a word, she hugged Fang Zheng and cried hard. She cried so hard that she felt sad.
Before the woman had finished crying, a man about forty or fifty years old walked in quickly. Everyone stood up and called him master. The master looked excited, held Fang Zheng's shoulder, and touched it again.
He moved his head to look at his face, and the observation was as meticulous as a drug lord examining white powder. He only had to cut off a small piece of the flesh on his face to taste the quality. The gentleman looked carefully.
After a long while, he murmured: "God bless our Fang family, God bless our Fang family..."
Fang Zheng was also frightened at that time. Think about it, he was in a completely unfamiliar environment, surrounded by a group of completely unfamiliar ancient people, and an old man appeared out of nowhere, holding his head and talking about it.
It's you, will you be scared?
Although Fang Zheng had a cheerful temperament and easily adapted to the environment, he was frightened by the scene in front of him and was at a loss what to do. He was too stunned to say a word.
After being stunned for a long time, Fang Zheng finally thought of a word - time travel - as he looked at the surprised master and his wife, who were chanting Buddha's name repeatedly, and the busy servants who were shuttled back and forth in front of him.
"Time travel" is a very popular word. From a scientific point of view, time travel is probably caused by fluctuations in the earth's magnetic field or changes in the two-dimensional space and other messy reasons. In short, it is very complicated, and it cannot be explained in a large circle.
It would be much simpler to explain it from a superstitious point of view. God has arranged it. As the saying goes, "Heaven is about to give a great task to the people here, and they must first pass through it." Look, what a reasonable explanation. Why did God choose him?
What? It's very simple. His character is outstanding. When a god farts, he has to hit a mortal, right? He is the lucky one who gets hit. Well, it is really gratifying.
Fang Zheng thought a lot about reasonable and unreasonable explanations, but he still couldn't accept the fact of "travelling". So during the past few days of "recovering", his mind has been in a state of "emptying". What does "emptying" mean? If
One day you win five million in lottery tickets, and you can probably experience this state.