The warm sunshine in the morning shone into the room, causing Wu Ming to squint his eyes.
"Ah owe..."
He half sat up from the bed, stretched his waist comfortably, and looked at the fine spots of light in the small room, as well as the tiny particles of dust in the air, especially the antique furniture, and the finely carved red sandalwood bed he was sitting on, As well as the brocade quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water and exquisite needlework, he suddenly shook his head.
"It must be a dream!"
This was Wu Ming's first reaction, and immediately his second reaction was: "This ancient dream is so real..."
While thinking about it, he pinched his own face, and tried to identify the characters on the landscape paintings on the surrounding walls. His face suddenly changed, and his right hand drooped unconsciously.
"ah!"
A low cry of pain came from the side, and on the other side of the mandarin duck embroidered pillow, there was a head of beautiful long black hair with cloudy temples, and it also carried the unique fragrance of a girl.
Jin was moved, revealing a delicate melon-seeded face with fresh tears on it, even more innocent.
Wu Ming broke into cold sweat, profuse sweat, and waterfall sweat for a moment...
An extremely bad premonition suddenly attacked Wu Ming's whole body. After a moment, he lowered his head and thought for a while, then got up calmly, got out of bed, put on the trousers and green shirt scattered on the ground one by one, and looked at the bronze shirt in front of him. Jing straightened his hair, and after seeing the face of a young man who seemed to be only fifteen or sixty-seven, he maintained his indifferent expression and strode out of the room.
From the beginning to the end, the girl on the bed ignored Wu Ming's every move, her face was expressionless, and her eyes were full of stagnant water, as if walking dead.
Since she was lying on her back, she didn't see the scene where Wu Ming fled like flying away after the indifference on his face could no longer be maintained after he walked out of the room.
"It's not a dream!"
Wu Ming's clothes were disheveled all the way, wandering back and forth in the huge courtyard, and seeing maids and servants in ancient costumes salute to him, calling him Young Master Ming, the shock in his heart was really complicated and unspeakable.
"It's really ancient... Did I time travel?"
As a novelist in his previous life, he had read countless liberal arts dogs, and Wu Ming was definitely no stranger to this scene.
It's just that fiction belongs to fiction. When it really happens to people, who can keep calm the first time
"Master Ming? What's the matter? But Miss Yun was not satisfied with her service last night?"
When the flattering voice came, Wu Ming looked around, and saw a middle-aged fat man bowing to say hello with a flattering smile. His big fat face was full of flattery, and he was dressed a lot higher than the servants. He seemed like a housekeeper. .
'This is a standard dog leg! '
Wu Ming defined it in his heart. Looking at this person, a sense of familiarity suddenly surged in his mind, and he blurted out: "Butler Wu!"
"The little one is here!"
The chubby Butler Wu straightened his waist in an instant, with a look of utter loyalty: "What orders does Young Master Ming have?"
He turned a blind eye to Young Master Ming's disheveled clothes.
Who doesn't know? Young Master Ming is Missy's darling, he has always been spoiled, he has done too many unconventional things, what is it if he is not well dressed? Didn't Young Master Ming do many more shocking things than this
Seeing Wu Ming's distraught look at this time, he immediately guessed that the little lady from last night did not take good care of him, and he began to worry about it.
"Order?"
Wu Ming settled down.
First of all, he can be sure that he has crossed over! ! !
Not only did he travel through time, but even the physical body he was wearing was not his original self! Although he is much younger, he is definitely not as handsome as he was before time travel!
Of course, it doesn't matter whether he is handsome or not at this time, if it is discovered that their young master has been dropped, what will happen...
In an instant, Wu Ming automatically thought of the ancient methods of splashing dog blood, sprinkling gold oil, soaking cesspit, etc., which were specially used to deal with cult monsters, and his legs trembled a little.
'Anyway, hide the past first, and absolutely not let others find out what's wrong! '
With this in mind, Wu Ming uttered a nonsense that has been used throughout the ages: "I'm hungry!"
This is not a lie, this body did not know how many times last night, and now it is already hungry.
"Oh! It's a small negligence! Damn the small one!"
Butler Wu slapped himself, and said with an apologetic smile: "Young Master Ming got up late today, and the servants forgot to prepare breakfast. You should be beaten! You should be beaten!"
In fact, this kind of big family, even if the sun is up and down again, they still have hot breakfast to enjoy. As soon as Wu Ming goes out, the serving maids are waiting to serve the food.
But Wu Minghun didn't guard the house, and walked around the yard, who would dare to stop him
It's just that since ancient times, there are only servants' faults, so it's the master's fault, right? Therefore, the dog-legged Butler Wu dutifully attributed all the mistakes to his subordinates: "Little one, prepare right away... How about going upstairs to Lingfeng? The young master likes eating there most of the time..."
"Very well, that's where it is!"
How can Wu Ming recognize the way now? But at this moment, his mind was dizzy, and some fragmentary memories emerged and merged with himself, as if he was re-experiencing another period of life from another perspective.
Wu Ming, who was eager to find a place to digest his memory, naturally agreed.
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After a while.
Wu Ming sat on the top floor of Lingfeng Building, staring straight at the breakfast in front of him.
The main meal was steamed buns with crab roe, and the chef of the Wu family obviously showed his pride in his craftsmanship. The skin of the bun was crystal clear, and the bright crab roe could be faintly seen in it, which was as exquisite as a work of art.
Accompanied by a few dishes of exquisite side dishes, the aroma is tangy and mouth-watering.
Even the side dish soup is a kind of rice dew-like white sauce, with a sweet and sour taste, quite appetizing.
In general, even in Wu Ming's previous life, if he wanted to eat this level of breakfast, his wallet would have to bleed a lot.
It's just that Wu Ming's face was dull, and he suddenly picked up a crab roe bun.
Hoo hoo!
As the cold wind blew past, Wu Ming suddenly had the urge to be messy in the wind.
This broken building leaks air from all sides, and after a few blows, not only does my body feel cold, but more importantly, all the dishes are cold, right? ! !
"Get on the stove!"
Gou Zuizi had prepared for a long time, and presented the copper stove with charcoal fire, which finally saved Wu Ming's taste buds.
Otherwise, no matter what food, unless it is a special cold dish, the taste will be greatly reduced if it is cold.
"Very good, you go down first, I want to be quiet!"
After barely eating and drinking enough, Wu Ming waved his hand.
Butler Wu took the servant girl to clean up the cups and saucers, bowed and bowed before retreating, walking almost without making a sound.
The rules in this big family are really strict.
Wu Ming sat upright with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was meditating, but suddenly got up again and leaned on the railing to look.
As far as the eye can see, there are continuous buildings, which are connected by tall and thick walls outside, forming a small dock.
And the Lingfeng Tower where I was, should be the watchtower of this small Xiaowubao.
Looking around, at this time, the fields outside the Wubao are connected, the farmers and cattle are working hard, there are curls of green smoke rising from time to time in the fort, and many servants, maidservants, and dependent families are like worker ants in an ant nest , moving in an orderly manner.
Looking from Wu Ming's angle, you can only see black human heads, which are as vivid and interesting as ants.
At this time, Wu Ming's sleeves were fluttering, but he had the feeling of becoming a fairy.
And Wu Ming also understood the reason why the physical body liked being here before, it was just to pretend to be aggressive, to enjoy the feeling of being aloof, like a god looking down on all living beings.
Thinking of this, Wu Ming couldn't help giving a middle finger to someone who no longer existed.
"Sure enough... is it already a different world?"
After a long time, Wu Ming withdrew his gaze, sorted out the memories he had digested, and sighed again.
This place is neither the previous life nor the ancient times!
Although he was a dandy in his previous life, Wu Ming only extracted a few words from his mind, and he knew that this is a vast and boundless world with mysterious power!
Coincidentally, this physical body was also named Wu Ming before, and he lived with a sister who loved him very much. Apart from a few distant relatives, he was actually the only heir to this huge family business! It has not attracted any outsiders' coveting, which is really an incredible thing.
In his memory, all of this seems to have a lot to do with his sister who was gifted since childhood and was admitted to a Taoist monastery for further study.
I don't know why, although that elder sister dotes on Wu Ming very much, but when Wu Ming recalls her memories, he has a faint fear.
"Sigh... Fortunately, she is currently cultivating in the Taoist academy, so she won't reveal her secrets immediately. The others are servants. How dare you question me as the master?"
Emboldened, Wu Ming went downstairs with his hands behind his back, and saw Steward Wu waiting beside him.
"What's up?"
"That... Miss Yun in the young master's room..."
Butler Wu looked hesitant to speak.
"Her..."
Wu Ming rubbed his temples, feeling a little depressed.
In my memory, this Wu Ming was a local tyrant, and he did some outrageous things.
And that Yun Xiaoniang was snatched by his predecessor just last night, and it seems that he still has a childhood sweetheart.
It is not entirely accurate to say that it was snatched, after all, after receiving Wu Ming's gold and silver, Yun Xiaoniang's parents happily sent their daughter to the family, and they didn't care about status or anything.
'I won't take the blame from my predecessor! '
A black line appeared on Wu Ming's forehead, and he picked up the tone he remembered: "The little lady? I will show mercy and send her back, and give her some money and silks, so that she can marry that Lynch!"
"Well?"
Butler Wu looked astonished: "Master Ming, didn't you send someone to beat Lynch to death?"
"Oh... immediately go after Ghost Hand Lao Liu and let him come back quickly!"
Wu Ming slapped his head, he had too many memories, and he almost forgot all about this.
This ghost-handed sixth son is naturally the nursing home of the Wu family. He has done a lot of bad things for the original Wu Ming. The hundreds of innocent souls under him are just a joke, but ten lives are indispensable...
"Report!"
At this time, a strong and strong man ran quickly, and said with a panicked expression: "Master Ming, it's not good, the sixth ghost hand was beaten to death by Lynch!"
"What's going on? Isn't this person a legendary loser? How can he beat the sixth ghost?" Butler Wu frowned.
But Wu Ming's head slammed, as if a thunderbolt passed by, and he had a bad premonition:
"Could it be that I transmigrated into a villain in a novel in my previous life, who specifically bullied men and women, and gained experience for the male protagonist? Oh my god! This script is wrong!"