The warm morning sunlight spilled into the room, causing Wu Ming to squint his eyes.
"Ah yawn …"
He half-sat up on the bed and stretched his body in satisfaction. Looking at the fine spots of light in the small room and the tiny particles of dust floating in the air, especially the antique furniture, the delicately carved red sandalwood bed he was on, and the brocade quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, he suddenly shook his head.
"I must be dreaming!"
This was Wu Ming's first reaction. His second reaction was, "This ancient dream is so real …"
As he thought, he pinched his face and tried to identify the words on the landscape paintings on the surrounding walls. His expression suddenly changed and his right hand unconsciously drooped.
"Ah!"
A low cry of pain came from the side. On the other side of the mandarin duck embroidered pillow, a head of beautiful black hair was revealed, carrying the unique body fragrance of a young girl.
The quilt moved, revealing a delicate oval face. The tear stains on it had yet to dry, and it carried a sense of innocence.
Wu Ming instantly broke out in a cold sweat, a waterfall of sweat …
An extremely bad premonition immediately attacked Wu Ming's entire body. After a moment, he lowered his head and thought for a moment. He calmly got up, got off the bed, and put on the trousers and green shirt that were scattered on the ground. He looked at the bronze mirror in front of him, and after seeing the face of a young man who seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, he maintained his cold expression and strode out of the room.
From beginning to end, the young girl on the bed indifferently watched Wu Ming's every move. Her face was expressionless, and her eyes were like pools of stagnant water, as if she was a walking corpse.
Because she was lying on her back, she did not see that after Wu Ming walked out of the room, he could no longer maintain the cold expression on his face, and he fled like he was flying.
"It's actually not a dream!"
Wu Ming's clothes were disheveled as he wandered back and forth in the huge courtyard. He also saw the servant girls and servants in ancient clothes all bowing to him and calling him Young Master Ming. The shock in his heart was truly complicated.
"It really is ancient times … Did I transmigrate?"
As a liberal arts dog who had read countless novels in his previous life, Wu Ming was absolutely no stranger to this scene.
However, novels were just novels. When it really happened to a person, who could remain calm at the first moment?
"Young Master Ming? What's wrong? Is that Yun Xiaoniang not satisfied with your service last night? "
A fawning voice drifted over. Wu Ming looked over and saw a fat middle-aged man bowing and greeting him with a flattering smile. His oily face was filled with flattery, and he was dressed a bit taller than the servants. He seemed to be a butler.
"This is a standard lackey!"
Wu Ming came to a conclusion in his heart. Looking at this person, a familiar feeling suddenly surged in his mind, and he blurted out, "Steward Wu!"
"I'm here!"
The chubby Housekeeper Wu straightened his back in an instant, and he had the appearance of a loyal dog, "What orders does Young Master Ming have?"
As for Young Master Ming's disheveled appearance, he acted like he didn't see it.
Who didn't know? Young Master Ming was Eldest Young Miss's favorite and had always been spoiled rotten. He had done many unconventional things, so what if he was disheveled? Didn't Young Master Ming do many things that were even more shocking than this?
Seeing Wu Ming's absent-minded appearance, he instantly guessed that Lil 'Miss did not serve him well last night, and he had some thoughts in his heart.
"Instructions?"
Wu Ming composed himself.
First, he could confirm that he had transmigrated!!!
Not only had he transmigrated, but the body he was wearing was not his original body! Although he was much younger, he was definitely not as handsome as he was before transmigrating!
Of course, it didn't matter if he was handsome or not, if they found out that their Young Master had been swapped, he was afraid …
In an instant, Wu Ming automatically imagined splashing dog's blood, sprinkling golden oil, immersing himself in a cesspit, and other ancient methods to deal with evil cults and demons. His legs trembled slightly.
"Anyway, I'll hide it first, I definitely can't let others find out that something is wrong!"
With this thought, Wu Ming said a useless sentence that had been used since ancient times, "I'm hungry!"
This was not a lie. This body had done it countless times last night, and now its stomach was already rumbling with hunger.
"Oh! This lowly one was negligent! This lowly one deserves to die! "
Housekeeper Wu slapped his own mouth and smiled apologetically, "Young Master Ming woke up late today, the servants forgot to prepare breakfast, you really deserve to be beaten! You deserve to be beaten! "
In reality, in this kind of rich family, even if the sun was high in the sky, there would still be hot breakfast to enjoy. Once Wu Ming went out, the serving maids were already waiting to serve the dishes.
But Wu Ming was absent-minded, walking around the courtyard, who dared to stop him?
But since ancient times, only the servants were at fault, when was it the master's fault? Thus, the lackey Housekeeper Wu dutifully blamed all the mistakes on his subordinates, "This lowly one will immediately go prepare … How about we go to Ling Feng Restaurant? Young Master usually likes to eat there … "
"Very good, let's go there!"
How could Wu Ming still remember the way? But at this moment, his mind was swollen, and some fragmented memories emerged and merged with his body, as if he was experiencing another life from another perspective.
Wu Ming, who was anxious to find a place to digest his memories, naturally agreed.
…
After a while.
Wu Ming sat on the top floor of Ling Feng Restaurant, his eyes staring straight at the breakfast in front of him.
The main course was crab roe buns, the Wu family's head chef had obviously brought out his proud skills. The skin of the buns was crystal clear, and the bright crab roe could be faintly seen, as exquisite as a work of art.
There were also a few plates of exquisite side dishes, the aroma assailing one's nose, tempting one's appetite.
Even the soup accompanying the side dishes was a millet-like white juice, with a sweet and sour taste, it was 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.
But Wu Ming's expression was wooden, and he suddenly picked up a crab roe bun.
Whoosh whoosh!
The cold wind blew past, and Wu Ming suddenly had the urge to be messed up in the wind.
This broken building was leaky, and with a few gusts, not only would his body feel cold, more importantly, all the dishes would turn cold!!!
"Heat the stove!"
The lackey was already prepared, and he offered up the copper stove with burning charcoal, finally saving Wu Ming's taste buds.
Otherwise, no matter what kind of delicacy, unless it was specially made cold dishes, the taste would be greatly reduced once it turned cold.
"Very good, you can leave first, I want some peace and quiet!"
After barely eating and drinking his fill, Wu Ming waved his hand.
Housekeeper Wu brought the maidservant to clean up the cups and plates, bowed, and then retreated, almost not making a sound as he walked.
The rules in this big family were really very strict.
Wu Ming sat with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was meditating. Suddenly, he got up and leaned on the railing to look.
Everywhere he looked, there was a continuous stretch of houses, and the outside was connected by tall and thick walls, actually forming a small fort.
And the Ling Feng Restaurant that he was at should be the watchtower of this small fort.
Looking around, at this moment, the outside of the fort was connected, and farmers and oxen were working hard. From time to time, there would be green smoke rising from the fort. Many servants, maidservants, and dependent families were like worker ants in an ant's nest, all working in an orderly manner.
From Wu Ming's point of view, he could only see black human heads, really as lively and interesting as ants.
At this moment, Wu Ming's big sleeves were fluttering, but there was a hint of ascension.
And the reason why the previous body liked to stay here, Wu Ming also understood. It was to act cool, to enjoy the feeling of being high above, like a god looking down on the masses.
Thinking of this, Wu Ming couldn't help but give a middle finger to someone who no longer existed.
"As expected … is it already a different world?"
After a long time, Wu Ming retracted his gaze, sorted out the digested memories, and sighed again.
This place was not his previous life, nor was it ancient times!
Although his predecessor was a playboy, Wu Ming only needed to extract a few words from his mind to know that this was a vast, boundless, and mysterious world!
Very coincidentally, this body was also called Wu Ming previously, and he depended on an elder sister who loved him very much. Other than a few distant relatives and clans, this huge family business actually only had him as the heir! And it didn't attract the covetous eyes of any outsiders, which was really an incredible thing.
In his memory, all of this seemed to have a lot to do with his gifted elder sister who was accepted into the Dao Academy to study since young.
Not knowing why, although that elder sister spoiled Wu Ming very much, but when Wu Ming recalled the memories related to her, there was a faint fear.
"Sigh … fortunately, she is currently cultivating in the Dao Academy, so she won't be exposed immediately. The others are all servants, how dare they question me, the master?"
Emboldened, Wu Ming went downstairs with his hands behind his back, and saw Steward Wu waiting at the side.
"What's the matter?"
"That … Young Master's Yun Xiaoniang in the room …"
Steward Wu looked like he wanted to say something but stopped.
"She …"
Wu Ming rubbed his temples, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
In his memory, this Wu Ming was a local tyrant, and had done some outrageous things.
And that Yun Xiaoniang, was just snatched by his predecessor last night, and there seemed to be a childhood sweetheart.
Saying it was snatched was not completely accurate, after all, after Yun Xiaoniang's parents received Wu Ming's money, they were quite happy to send their daughter into the family, and didn't care about the status.
"I won't take the blame for my predecessor!"
Black lines appeared on Wu Ming's forehead, and he picked up the tone from his memory: "Then Xiaoniang? This master will be merciful, send her back, and give her some money, and let her marry that Lin Qi! "
"Huh?"
Steward Wu's expression was startled: "Young Master Ming, didn't you already send people to beat Lin Qi to death?"
"Oh … go chase after Ghost Hand Sixth Brother immediately, and tell him to come back quickly!"
Wu Ming patted his head, there were too many memories, and he almost completely forgot about this matter.
This Ghost Hand Sixth Brother, was naturally the Wu family's guard, and had done a lot of bad things for the original Wu Ming. It was a joke to kill hundreds of innocent souls, but ten lives could not be less …
"Report!"
At this time, a strong man ran over quickly, and said with a panicked expression: "Young Master Ming, it's bad, Ghost Hand Sixth Brother was killed by Lin Qi!"
"What happened? Isn't this person the legendary good-for-nothing? How could he beat Ghost Hand Sixth Brother? "Steward Wu frowned.
But Wu Ming's mind exploded, as if a bolt of lightning flashed, and he had some kind of bad premonition:
"Could it be that I'm dressed as the villain in the novels from my previous life, who specialized in bullying men and women, and giving the male protagonist experience? Oh my god! This script is wrong! "
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