In the western section of Qinhuai in Nanjing, the city of Ming Dynasty is filled with mansions and official residences of royal relatives, heroes and nobles. The prosperity of the orthodox dynasty of the Ming Dynasty is everywhere.

However, under this rich wall, a somewhat old villa is located at the corner of the street, which seems a bit out of place with the magnificence here.

On the wooden bed in the east wing of the villa, a teenager who looked over the head of the bed was sitting at the head of the bed, looking at everything strange around him, his eyes full of suspicion and confusion.

Unscientific!

These three words kept echoing in Zhang Ning's mind. He was clearly restoring cultural relics in front of the workbench, but he took a nap in a daze. Why did he appear in this "antique" room, and even his body turned into a boy?

As a materialist who has received higher education, Zhang Ning cannot think of any reason to explain all the changes in front of him besides the word dreaming.

That's right, I must be dreaming!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ning pinched his thigh without hesitation. Even though he knew that he could feel pain in his dreams, he was already a little sick and rushed to seek medical treatment, so he could only use this simplest and most rude way to experiment.

It’s just different from what Zhang Ning thought. Not only was the pain rushing into my mind, but there was also a memory that surged...

His name is Shen Yichen, who is about 16 years old. He is from Jiangning County, Yingtian Prefecture, Ming Dynasty. He is now a student in the Duke of Chengguo Mansion.

Currently, there are only two people in the family. In addition to himself, there is also his mother, Shen. She usually barely supports the family life by weaving cloth, so she has always lived a poor life.

As for his father...

When I remembered that the name that emerged instantly woke Zhang Ning up, because this name was as incredible as his appearance here. He was the top hereditary nobleman of the Ming Dynasty and the second generation of Cheng Guogong Zhu Yong!

Is Duke Cheng my father?

Zhang Ning suddenly felt a sense of laughter and crying. What kind of joke is this? It’s okay if it’s not scientific. Now even the historical facts are not in line with each other. When did Duke Cheng Guoguo Zhu Yong have a cheap son named Shen Yichen?

Regardless of whether there are any historical facts or not, Duke Cheng is also a first-rank duke of the Ming Dynasty, and he is not the cuckold king of the Qing Dynasty in later crosstalks. How could his surname be different?

Could it be that you have traveled to a parallel world?

Thinking of this, Zhang Ning's thoughts suddenly opened. In his previous life, he watched science fiction movies, time travel online articles and so on, so hesitated for a moment, and then shouted tentatively.

"Master God?"

The slightly empty room was still dark and there was no imagined light spot.

Maybe the name is not right, change to a more common one.

"system?"

After the words were finished, was there a long tranquility or nothing happened.

There is a problem! Is this not cheating on myself, or is it the wrong title?

After thinking about it, Zhang Ning's face looked a little solemn, and then gritted his teeth and shouted those two words.

"dad!"

Anyway, even the memory in my mind, Zhu Yong, can be a cheap one, I might be the system's evil taste, so I can only give it to my own preferences!

However, Zhang Ning's waiting system response did not appear, but a middle-aged female voice came from outside the door: "Chen'er, what are you talking about?"

Chen'er?

When Zhang Ning suddenly heard this title, he was stunned and did not realize who Chen'er called him.

"Chen'er, it's already midnight, hurry up and eat something to go to the teaching hall."

When Zhang Ning heard the shouting of a female outside the house again, he realized that his name was Chen Yichen in his memory, so Chen'er was calling him.

"Well, I'll be fine right away."

The blurted answer was not a trace of strangeness, very familiar and natural, as if such conversations were often staged.

"Did I really travel through time?"

Zhang Ning finally realized that things were not as simple as dreaming, and as the memories in his mind became clearer, he also had a clearer understanding of the environment and identity he was in now.

It is not AD 2021, but in the eighth year of Zhengtong of the Ming Dynasty (1443). The female voice urging outside the house was his mother Shen. It is time to go to the Chengguo Duke's Mansion to study.

As for the previous memory of the Duke Cheng of Guo was my father, it was not a systematic evil taste, but the facts were true!

But to be precise, this father-son relationship only exists in blood, not in name, because Chen Yichen is a maid-born son, commonly known as an illegitimate son.

The children of the Ming Dynasty had wives and children, concubines and children, maids and children, and children of treasons. The wives and concubines and children of treasons were approximately equal to the legal marriage and children of modern times, and they were nothing more than to divide the legitimate and illegitimate children. And maids and children of treasons were equivalent to the modern illegitimate children, which was commonly known as illegitimate children.

However, in ancient times, there was no special discrimination against maids and sons. As long as the father agrees to the family tree, the status of a concubine can be obtained.

The reason why Chen Yichen has no nominal father-son relationship with Duke Cheng is that Zhu Yong doesn't want to admit it. As a top duke of the Ming Dynasty, this genealogy is not something he wants to do, so he can only follow his mother's surname as a maid.

However, after all, it is the blood of Duke Cheng. Even if he is not recognized and included in the genealogy, he will not be left on the streets. So in this residential area of ​​Duan Xungui in the western Qinhuai area of ​​the Ming Dynasty, he has such a slightly dilapidated villa and has also got the opportunity to go to the school of Duke Cheng’s Mansion. He will not become illiterate in the future and lose the face of the Duke Gong.

"Chen'er, why haven't you come out yet?"

Another urging came, interrupting Zhang Ning and fell into memory again.

"Here you come."

Zhang Ning responded, then took a deep breath, suppressing the panic and confusion in his heart, and planned to take a step first.

When I opened the door and walked out of the house, I saw a small courtyard with a simple layout and structure. Apart from a well, there was only a paulownia tree. Although it looked a bit simple and many parts of the floor tiles were damaged, it was cleaned very clean and there was not even a single fallen leaf.

The door of the side room on the north side of the courtyard was open, and Mrs. Shen was placing breakfast on the small table. Chen Yichen looked at it with the opportunity. His "mother" was wearing a vertical collar and a high-top hair. His face was gentle and dignified, and he looked like a typical Jiangnan woman and child in ancient paintings.

"Why are you still standing? Come and eat quickly. The late Master will be punished again."

Seeing Chen Yichen coming out of the room just standing blankly, Shen waved to him. The teacher of this era is absolutely authoritative and punished him for being late.

Moreover, his son's identity is special. Only by working harder than ordinary people can he be recognized by Duke Cheng and get rid of his identity as an illegitimate child in the genealogy. This is also the wish of Shen's extravagant family.

Hearing the hello, Chen Yichen hurriedly walked over, imitating the way he remembered, sitting in front of the dining table, trying to make himself feel natural and calm.

There is a bowl of white porridge, a plate of pickles, a few mixed grain steamed buns, and a cooked egg on the dining table. It looks simple, but the scent of the scent makes people smell the index finger.

Chen Yichen was a little hungry, so he picked up the white porridge on the table and picked up steamed buns and pickles, and started eating and drinking.

Looking at Chen Yichen's look of feasting, Shen's face showed a smile, but she still reminded her: "Chen'er, the weather is about to turn autumn now, and it's time for the county examination in a few months. You must hurry up and study, remember not to delay."

County test?

Hearing this strange and familiar noun, Chen Yichen paused for a moment.

The so-called county examination is placed in the imperial examination system, which is the most basic introductory examination. Only by passing the county examination and the prefecture examination can one obtain the status of a child and be considered a serious scholar.

In theory, it is not difficult to obtain a child's life, let alone receive "elite" education in the Chengguo Duke's Mansion's private school. The starting point is more than that of many children in this era.

But the "Chen Yichen" in this world may not be a material for studying. She has participated in three county exams and failed to even pass the exam for a child. It is really a bit urgent.

So this is why Shen used the word "you".

After more than ten years of hard study in my previous life, I finally graduated from a master's degree. I didn't expect that I would have to start from scratch in this world. Sometimes life is really impermanent...

Of course, nodding, Chen Yichen nodded without saying a word on the surface and said, "Mom, I will work hard."

Chen Yichen's casual answer made Shen's smile even more. As a parent, he naturally felt relieved that his son was able to understand the importance of reading, not to mention that everything in this era is inferior, but reading is higher than that.

After a simple breakfast, Shen took a small cloth bag and handed it to Chen Yichen, which contained stationery supplies such as pen, ink, paper and inkstone, as well as textbooks such as "Thousand Family Poems" and "Primary School" taught by elementary school.

After taking the "school bag", Chen Yichen said goodbye to Shen, and turned around and walked towards the courtyard gate. To be honest, apart from fear and confusion, he also felt curious in his heart, wanting to see what the scene was like in the eight years of orthodox Ming Dynasty in history?

Facing Chen Yichen's "speech" schooling action, Shen was surprised. You should know that this kid usually goes to school, just like he had to urge him several times in the room before.

Today, the sun is coming out from the west, and I actually became so active when I went to school. Are you really sensible?

There is an alley outside the Shenjia Villa. With the rising sun, many small vendors carrying loads have begun to hawk, mostly with local specialties and snacks. If you put aside the difference in clothing, Chen Yichen seemed to see the scene of her going to the market in the countryside when she was a child.

After walking out of the alley, a spacious avenue appeared in front of you, which was the Guan Street in the Ming Dynasty. Compared with the small vendors carrying loads in the alley, there are shops that work in full-time business, and the items sold are even more dazzling. Cloth shops, tea and toys, paintings of fat and hangzhou powder, etc., all are available.

As Chen Yichen continued to move forward, the noisy and prosperous paving gradually decreased, and entertainment and leisure places such as stages and teahouses began to appear. In various magnificent corridor lofts, there were boats and boats staying on the banks of the Qinhuai River.

The old courtyard of Jinling?

This name appeared in Chen Yichen's mind. This is the most famous place for fireworks and romantic in the Ming Dynasty. Unlike the general prostitutes who lean on the door and sell laughter, most of the people who can live in the old courtyard were famous brothels with talent and good sex and art.

In addition, the one that is located across the river is the Jiangnan Gongyuan, a holy place for scientific examinations in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Therefore, many romantic events about talented men and beautiful women in later generations were circulated here, such as the famous Eight Beauties of Qinhuai.

However, brothels usually start business in the afternoon, and the atmosphere reaches its peak at night. Now only the boatman Xiao Si is doing the procurement and cleaning work, and even the maids can’t see a few, let alone the famous Qinhuai artists who are so gorgeous all over the world.

What a pity...

Chen Yichen sighed, it seemed that he wanted to see the bright nightlife of Daming, but it was not yet time.

Just as Shen Yichen was planning to continue to walk towards Duke Cheng's mansion, he saw from the corner of his eye that a woman in white was standing at the bow of a pleasure boat next to the river. The river breeze gently blew her skirt, and under the warm sunshine of the morning, there was a different kind of beauty.

Faced with this scene that looked like a picture scroll, Chen Yichen couldn't help but mutter in his heart. No wonder the famous Qinhuai genius was sought after by many ancient literati and even formed a unique brothel culture. As expected, temperament determines the level and cannot feel the vulgar and vulgar atmosphere.

But the following scene made Chen Yichen feel a little puzzled. The woman in white standing on the bow of the pleasure boat slowly stepped forward and stepped onto a more dangerous side position, looking like she was planning to jump into the river and commit suicide.

No, can I jumped into the Qinhuai River by chance?

Chen Yichen looked at the scene in front of him and felt completely confused. However, before he could slowly figure out what was going on, the woman in white who stood on the side of the boat had moved her feet little by little, and even her whole body had begun to lean forward.

Chen Yichen didn't even bother to judge what was going on. If he continued to watch, he would probably have to go down the river to catch people. So he threw the bag on his shoulder and rushed to the river bank, then jumped up and jumped directly onto the bow of the pleasure boat, reached out and grabbed the woman in white.

Even because of the excessive force of this move, Chen Yichen pulled the woman in white and turned to his arms. Then the two of them lost their balance and fell heavily on the deck of the bow of the ship. However, Chen Yichen was a little more miserable and even used it as a cushion for nothing. He took a breath of cold air in pain.

"Are you okay?"

Chen Yichen resisted the pain from his back and asked the woman in white in her arms.

Hearing Chen Yichen's voice, the woman in white subconsciously looked up at him. Whether it was because of an accident or panic, the woman in white was extremely pale at this moment, but she could vaguely see her handsomeness and childishness in her eyebrows and eyes. She thought she was only in her teens.
To be continued...