Du Yuan lay on the bed in frustration, hugging the pillow speechlessly and staring blankly at the footrest in front of the bed.
I kept murmuring in my heart, how could this happen? Why is this happening? How could God make such a joke? All of this must be fake.
Yes, it must be a lie! I was just dreaming, and it will be fine when I wake up. It will be fine if it works, it must be true.
"Ouch..." As soon as he twisted his body, the wounds on his back and butt were pulled. Du Yuan grinned in pain, his face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
This pain directly brought Du Yuan back from his thoughts. The severe pain forced Du Yuan to face reality. It strongly stimulated Du Yuan's nerves, telling him that this was not a dream, but that he had to face it.
Right reality!
Du Yuan wailed, waved his small fist angrily, and cursed in his heart, "Damn thief God, we don't bring people like this! I haven't done anything that makes people angry, so what's wrong with you? Brother
Sent to this historical time and space! Woo hoo......"
This was the twentieth time that Du Yuan was brought back from his thoughts due to pain. For the twentieth time, Du Yuan recited this number silently in his mind, sighed dejectedly, with a resigned smile on his lips, and whispered, "Look
Everything is true." After saying that, he closed his dim eyes in despair and lay motionless on the bed.
This matter started three days ago.
I had just graduated from a Chinese medicine school with a master's degree. I couldn't find a job because I was a person with no power, no money, and it didn't matter. I lost my job right after graduation. Then I worked in a very small clinic for half a year without conscience.
Du Yuan, who could no longer work, finally passed the provincial civil service examination and successfully became a popular civil servant.
Du Yuan, who had just been promoted to a civil servant in a state agency, received the enthusiastic love and care of his senior colleagues because of his cheerful and delicate appearance, gentle temper, sweet mouth, and diligent hands and feet.
He was introduced to Du Yuan, a single virgin, and wanted to help Du Yuan, a junior in his late thirties, solve his personal problems as soon as possible.
No, three days ago, Du Yuan just went to meet a beautiful, fashionable and young girl with the help of Sister Li, the senior in the work unit. This girl must have a good family background, a good face, a good figure, and good academic qualifications.
With her academic qualifications and conversation skills, she is simply the embodiment of Du Yuan's ideal of a perfect goddess.
The two chatted happily. Until Du Yuan sent the girl home at night, he was still immersed in the excitement of being hit by the goddess. He kept thinking about the happy life in the future after the goddess became his wife. He followed happily.
Looks like a fool.
As a result, Du Yuanle became extremely sad.
When returning to his rented place, he had to pass through a street where the underground system was being renovated. There were no street lights on both sides of the street, making it dark. Just as Du Yuan passed this street, a car came towards him and he was frightened.
Du Yuan quickly jumped to the side. Normally, this jump would be nothing, but now, when the mud and bricks were turned out under his feet, he sprained his feet. Then his center of gravity became unstable, and his feet were pointing up and his head was down.
He fell down, and his head seemed to have hit something very hard. Then Du Yuan felt his eyes darken, and he fainted with glory and honor.
When he woke up again, he found himself lying on the bed.
"Did I be saved by a kind person? Hehe, it seems that I have a good character." Before Du Yuan could be happy, there was a heartbreaking pain in his back, and he immediately
Du Yuan was in pain and lay on the bed, not daring to move.
"Hey, didn't I fall on my head? Why doesn't my head hurt, but my whole back hurts so much that I can't help but feel like I'm dying? And, it seems that I can't smell the disinfectant?" Du Yuan was confused, but there was only a sound coming from his back.
The severe pain caused him to ignore Satsuma's surroundings. He gritted his teeth and held on. He took the pillow next to him with his right hand and propped up his chin. He touched his head with his left hand. This touch didn't matter. It scared Du Yuan's whole body.
The person who was struck by lightning was frozen on the spot, and his eyes were so lifeless that he happened to see his right hand placed on the porcelain pillow.
There are two bulging buns on the head, and the hands are delicate and young children's hands!
What is going on? Why do you become smaller? Why do you have long hair?
Du Yuan pulled his hair and said, "Ah," it hurts.
Just when Du Yuan was in disbelief, a stream of information hit Du Yuan's brain.
"ah!"
Du Yuan immediately fainted from a headache.
When Du Yuan woke up again, it was already late at night the next day. In the deep and silent night, Du Yuan stared blankly with watery eyes, thinking back on the mixed information he had just digested.
The original owner of the body was the second young master of the Fang family, the famous cuckold king Fang Yiai in history. This is the year when the Xuanwumen Incident occurred, which is the ninth year of Wude. However, it is winter now, and Li Yuan has already given the throne to Li Shimin.
The original owner of the body, Fang Yiai, was only six years old, but he looked like he was eight or nine years old. He was the little bully who gave Fang Xuanling and Fang Lu a headache, and this guy was so desperate when he was shopping a few days ago.
Fang Yiai bumped into Wei Wang Li Tai on the street, and for some reason, the two had a direct fight. Without any suspense, Fang Yiai beat Li Tai's baby-fat little fat boy into a pig's head.
Fang Xuanling, who was informed of the incident that night, had someone use her family's methods. Fang Lu, who was pregnant with Liujia, followed several of her close ladies to the Guanyin Temple outside Chang'an City to fulfill her wish, saying that she would do so in the temple.
After fasting for several days, no one stopped her, and Fang Yiai was beaten until her skin and flesh were bruised. It was such a cold winter, and the wounds were not treated. She was carried to the palace for a tour in front of Li Shimin and Empress Changsun, wearing only a thin quilt.
One circle.
That night, the unlucky guy had a fart, and Du Yuan, who was also an unlucky guy, happened to wear it on the body of the unattended, second-in-command of the Fang family who had just died.
Du Yuan, who has a medical background and has received more than 20 years of scientific education. Du Yuan, who firmly believes that everything must be based on evidence, still cannot believe that such a weird supernatural event will happen to him, so he has been in a state of confusion.
A state of extreme confusion.
When there were people around during the day, Du Yuan never dared to open his eyes, and just allowed the maid who served him to drink pure natural and pollution-free traditional Chinese medicine soup and gruel for him.
Since it was getting dark now and the servants were all asleep, the cheap old man, Fang Xuanling, the prime minister of Fang Mou in the famous Tang Dynasty's "Fang Mou Du Duan", did not take a look from beginning to end.
The love of his second wife gave him a headache and disappointment.
Du Yuan, who was lying slumped on the bed, couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the ending of the second son in the house in historical records and his strong, domineering and open-minded wife, Princess Gao Yang.
The soul that comes inadvertently can change the entire history. Moreover, if history changes, will the original Du Yuan still exist? Who do you think he is?
Thinking of this complicated question that had no answer and was trapped in a strange circle, Du Yuan was very entangled and had a headache. Finally, after shaking his head, Du Yuan decided that it would be better to let nature take its course and not touch history.
I'm afraid that if I make random changes and change history, it will be a mess, and if I accidentally mess up all time and space, it will be a big sin.
After learning from the experience and thinking again and again, Du Yuan felt that he could not and could not change history at will, but he did not want to marry that tough guy like Fang Lao Er did before, knowing that Fang Lao Er would be a cuckold.
The open-minded Princess Gaoyang is a wife, but she doesn't want to be a turtle father.
In the end, Du Yuan made up his mind and decided to run away from home. Yes, we can't afford to offend him, so we'll just hide and find a place to pick up his profession and become our little doctor of traditional Chinese medicine.
, do not seek a lifetime of glory, but seek a lifetime of peace.
Du Yuan gritted his teeth and endured the pain and stood up slowly. He slowly put on his clothes in the dark. He simply packed up and saluted. He took out all the money hidden in Fang Laoer's memory, put it in a small package and stuffed it into his arms.
, fortunately it was winter, I was wearing thick clothes, so I couldn’t tell that there was something in my arms.
Under the cover of the dark night, Du Yuan carried a small bundle and quietly followed the route in Fang Lao Er's memory. Carefully avoiding the inspections of his servants, Du Yuan slowly walked from the backyard of Fang Mansion to Fang Lao Er.
I found someone to dig out a dog hole secretly and carefully walked out.
After patting the dirt on his body and wiping the sweat from the pain, Du Yuan looked back at the house, tightened his collar, and took steps without hesitation.
Every step he took would involve the wound on his back. Du Yuan gritted his teeth in pain, and a large amount of sweat broke out on his forehead, making Du Yuan completely forget about the coldness of the cold night.
Unknowingly, after walking for an unknown amount of time, snowflakes as big as goose feathers slowly began to float in the gloomy sky.
Du Yuan, who avoided patrols and stayed on the trail, looked up at the falling snowflakes in the sky, smiled to himself, and murmured, "It turns out that this thief also wants me to run away from home, haha."
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, continued to hold his tired body, gritted his teeth and walked forward.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Du Yuan felt that his sweat-soaked clothes were clinging to his body, making him look so cold in this cold weather.
Seeing a faint light of fire flashing in front of him, Du Yuan's eyes flashed with joy. Dragging his tired body, he slowly approached the light source.
"This should be a traditional blacksmith shop." Du Yuan thought drowsily. He huddled next to the hot stove, wiped his nose, and looked at the snowflakes flying freely outside the shed.
"Maybe I can fall asleep by myself, and when I wake up, I can go back to my own world."
His blurred eyes gradually closed, and Du Yuan also fainted.
In the cold night sky, only the white snow was still flying.