Chapter 1 Return to Daming
In September of the 22nd year of Hongwu, the coldness of late autumn enveloped the land of Huainan. Among the cities in Huainan, the most famous one is the Zhongdu Fengyang, which is the place of dragon development. In the second year of Hongwu after Zhu Yuanzhang ascended the throne, Zhongdu was built on the southern foot of Fenghuang Mountain in the southwest of Haozhou. Because the new capital was in the sun of Fenghuang Mountain, it was named Fengyang. Zhu Yuanzhang was widely granted the title of king and lord, and moved 140,000 wealthy households in the south of the Yangtze River to this place, making the originally barren small town immediately prosperous.
Linhuai County is about twenty miles east of Zhongdu Fengyang. It was originally named Zhongli County. It was renamed Linhuai County because it was close to the Huai River. This area is rich in land and abundant in water. It has been a high-yield grain-producing area since ancient times. In addition, it is close to Longxing, and various imperial courts have benefited a lot of favorable benefits. Therefore, the people here are generally rich and live a prosperous life.
On the east of Linhuai County, there is a small hill that looks like Yuanbao. Locals call it Yuanbao Mountain. There is a village at the foot of the mountain called Lijia Village. As the name suggests, most of the families in the village were surnamed Li. On this day, a major incident happened to the home of Mr. Li, a landlord in Lijia Village. The young master of the Li family jumped into a well and committed suicide.
"Snap it! Snap it!" Several senior workers lifted a wet man from the well, "My son!" Mr. Li shouted and rushed up like crazy. He slapped his son's face desperately, but after slapping for a long time, his son never moved. Mr. Li was heartbroken and cried loudly: "Son! Don't die. If you die, our Li family will be broken."
All the workers were speechless and drowned for two hours. How could they still be saved? Poor Master only had one son in his third generation. Now the Li family is really the last one.
At this time, a woman in her thirties stepped forward to appease Mr. Li and said, "Master, no one can be resurrected when he dies. Take care of yourself!"
Mr. Li suddenly jumped up and pointed at the woman and cursed: "Bitch! You still have the face to say, if you hadn't been pushing each other, would I have jumped into the well?"
Everyone in the yard was shocked. The master dared to scold his wife. The world has really changed. The woman's face turned cold and her almond eyes widened. She slapped Mr. Li in the face and said viciously: "What did you call me just now?"
Mr. Li seemed to be woken up by a slap. He stared at the woman blankly, feeling scared and sad. Thinking that his son would never be gone, he was sad and squatted on the ground with his face covering his face and started crying.
At this time, a long-term worker suddenly found that the young master's eyelids seemed to have moved. He suddenly shouted excitedly, "Master, the young master seems to be still angry."
Mr. Li jumped up as if he was electrocuted, and threw himself into his son's face. His hands were trembling and stretched in front of his son's nose. He suddenly fell to the ground with tears in his eyes and sighed to the sky, "The sky has eyes! My Li family is saved."
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"Go and invite a doctor!"
"Be careful! The young master has injuries on his head."
The yard was in chaos, and someone ran to ask for a doctor. Mr. Li held his son's head and carefully carried his son into the house with his family. The woman breathed a sigh of relief and ordered the maid, "Go! Let the kitchen kill two chickens and stew it, and send it to this devil. Since he is not dead, I will jump into the well tomorrow."
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Although the young master of the Li family has not died, he has been unconscious. For several days, he always hears him saying strange remarks and sighs like a compassionate person in the coma:
"Manager Lu, this is my resignation letter. There is no reason. I am too tired. I want to take a few years off."
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"Lao Wang, haven't you always wanted to make my stocks? I recommended you to the manager. The market has shrunk in the past two days, but the two barrels of oil have risen. I'm afraid it's the main force to ship, so you have to be careful."
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"Amei, I want to go out for a walk, go to Yunnan, go to Lijiang, if possible, I also want to go to Austria and England, see the pastures and the sky there, and hope I can catch up with your wedding candy when I come back."
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The strange words that he had told the funeral in detail echoed like ghosts over the Li Mansion. Some of the servants covered their mouths and snickered, but more people sighed. What's the use of the young master who saved them? They were like crazy, but now they have become even more crazy. In the future, everyone will suffer.
On the fourth day, the Li family finally calmed down and could no longer hear the young master's confusing words. In the room, the young master of the Li family was naked, with golden needles on his back, and quietly lay on the bed. The famous doctor Gao, invited from the county, looked cold and swift, and applied acupuncture to him. Li Yuanwai stood aside with heartache, watching the doctor acupuncture for his son. It was the fourth day that his son had picked up his son from the well. On the first day, Li Yuanwai invited a monk from Dalongxing Temple to exorcise evil spirits, and the next day, the Tianshi from Zilin Temple to catch ghosts. After three days of tossing, his son's madness did not improve, but instead showed a tendency to deteriorate. Li Yuanwai had no choice but to follow his family's advice to invite the most famous doctor Gao from the county. Dr. Gao was cured by his hands, and a dose of medicine calmed down the Li family.
The man had already fallen asleep, his breathing was even and sweet. Doctor Gao applied the last medicine to him, wiped his sweat, and then gave Mr. Li a wink. The two of them came to the outside room to sit down. Doctor Gao sighed tiredly. Mr. Li's heart twitched and asked nervously: "What! Is there anything wrong with my son?"
"The son is strong, but he was cold after falling into the well. Now he is fine, but there seems to be something wrong with him here." Doctor Gao pointed to his head, "The official also heard it. He was talking nonsense, what it means to win a grand prize, enjoy life, and marry a few more wives, but I don't understand what it means to travel around the world. It's strange and bizarre, it's the first time I have heard it in my life."
"Then can he still have a son?" Mr. Li only cares about whether the Li family has a descendant, and nothing else matters.
"It should be OK, okay! It's getting late. After using this round of gold needles, I should leave." Doctor Gao stood up and ordered the medicine boy to pack the box. Seeing that Mr. Li was worried and a little absent-minded, he reminded him: "As long as the son keeps his body well for a few days, he will be able to recover, I won't use it in the future."
Mr. Li hurriedly took out a stack of treasure money from his sleeve and handed it to Dr. Gao with great gratitude, "This is a hundred coins of medical treatment, and it is not worthy of respect. Please accept it by the famous doctor Gao."
Doctor Gao smiled and accepted the medical fee. He walked to the door, looked left and right, and suddenly whispered to Mr. Li: "I heard that the man is extreme and seems to get along with his family. In order to prevent something from happening next time, Mr. Wang still needs to think of a way to find him something to do."
Mr. Li was told about the central matter and hesitated for a moment.
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A few days later, the young master of the Li family gradually regained his rationality, but he was very silent and refused to get out of bed. He couldn't say anything in bed all day long, and a word would be amazing. As Dr. Gao said, his memory really seemed to be gone. Everyone in his family said that the young master must have been hit by the rock at the bottom of the well when he jumped into the well, but Mr. Li didn't care. He came to talk to his son every day, saying that his family's shortcomings and hard work paid off. Ten days later, the young master of the Li family finally spoke, and it seemed that he had returned to normal.
In the room, the young master of the Li family was lying quietly on the bed. He was about in his early twenties, with pretty eyebrows and eyes, but his face was pale and his body looked very weak. This is naturally our protagonist. His name is Li Weizheng, who is 25 years old this year. He is a small employee of a securities company. He has liked to buy lottery tickets since high school. He has bought it for eight or nine years and has not even won two yuan. However, half a month ago, he came to work and suddenly won a huge prize of 10 million yuan. Unfortunately, he was extremely happy and sad. On the day of his resignation, he died of a congenital heart attack, his soul was immortal, and he traveled through six hundred years and possessed him in the body of Li Weizheng of the Ming Dynasty.
Li Weizheng was full of doubts, but he didn't dare to ask more questions. In fact, his injuries had been cured for half a year, but pretending to be sick can best hide his ignorance, so he just pretended to the end. He was pitiful to Mr. Li for half a month.
In the past half month, Li Weizheng slowly learned a lot from a few conversations. Now it is the 22nd year of Hongwu, during the reign of Zhu Yuanzhang, which means that he traveled to the early Ming Dynasty. This made him both angry and glad. Annoyed was teased by fate. Not only did he lose the 10 million prize, but he was reborn six hundred years ago. Why didn't God let him return to the prosperous Tang Dynasty?
Fortunately, it was too early to die in Ming Dynasty, so he didn't have to worry about being killed by braided soldiers. As his life safety was guaranteed, he began to care about the man possessed. It is said that this person was a failed scholar who failed the county exam for five years. Just like he failed the college entrance examination in later years, he had a stubborn temper, sensitive and irritable. He probably failed the exam for five years, and his psychology was a bit perverted. However, it had nothing to do with him. He cared about the person's appearance and family background. This person was quite pretty and tall and strong, not like his previous life. His arms were long and thick, and his slap was like a palm fan. I heard that he had practiced martial arts for several years when he was a teenager.
His family is a landlord in Linhuai County, Fengyang Prefecture. He is the only son in the family. His father is a landlord of not too small. His family has four or five hundred acres of land and dozens of acres of forest land. This was already very good in the early Ming Dynasty.
Although he was not satisfied with possessing a small person, Li Weizheng still felt glad, right? At least he was in his early twenties and was in his prime. If the God of Destiny teases him and reborn him into the trembling 80-year-old man, then he might as well die directly.
Besides, he also has a strong body, which made him, who suffered from congenital heart disease in his previous life, feel the vigorous and powerful heart and feel that life is so beautiful. With this, he is already satisfied.
The door creaked and walked in. It seemed that it was not the familiar footsteps of Mr. Li. Li Wei was turning his head slightly, and a smell of powder came. In front of him was a young woman, about thirty years old, not tall, wearing a green-bottomed embroidered Balm Armor, she looked slender and slender. She was seen with a pink face and snow, her almond eyes were frosted, and she sneered: "Your father went to the county today, I'll come to see you."
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Chapter completed!