A.D. 2006 "V. On the last day of the Golden Week, at 11 o'clock in the evening, a serious traffic accident occurred on the street near Xuanwumen in Beijing, a heavy truck drove over and hit a man who was crossing the road in a daze, the man's head was shattered, and he died on the spot.

According to investigation: The man's name is Qi Liang, 25 years old, from Hunan, a company employee, majoring in physics.

Human beings have three souls and six spirits, and in some special circumstances, people's minds will be separated from the physical existence, which is called out-of-body in ancient times.

"Where am I?" Qi Liang sat up, he clearly remembered that a car with dazzling lights was coming at high speed, and he didn't even have time to shout, he was knocked into a black hole, and then floated and floated inside!

In the dim light, an attendant who was dozing against the bedpost drooling woke up and exclaimed, "Forehead! You're finally awake! ”

"Vice-in-command? Is it calling me? Qi Liang took a look, and the first thing he saw was not the other party's dress, but the "Hazi Oil" hanging from the corner of the waiter's mouth, and he couldn't help frowning. Then he looked down, and he saw the bare half of the other's forehead and the long braid dragged behind him. "What's going on?" He was secretly frightened, looked around, and found many strange places, the room was lit with oil lamps, there was no modern household appliances, but the room furnishings were extremely exquisite, and there was a kind of historical precipitation in the antique fragrance.

"Who are you?" Qi Liang was frightened and shrank into the bed.

"I'm your attendant from the sixth son!" The attendant shook his head in confusion, it seemed that the forehead had been hurt a lot this time.

"Who am I?" Qi Liang became more and more confused.

"You're a forehead!" Xiao Liuzi shook his head, he wouldn't even forget who he was!

"My name is Forehead Vice?" It's such a strange name, Qi Liang still hasn't figured out who he is.

"What is this place?" He continued to ask, as clever as he had a growing foreboding in his heart.

Xiao Liuzi also has an increasingly ominous feeling, could it be that the master has lost his memory after being hit hard? This is not impossible, and there have been such examples among the people for a long time.

"Master! Are you okay? Xiao Liuzi asked worriedly.

"My head hurts, I can't remember a lot of things!" Before he figured things out, Qi Liang could only pretend to be confused.

"Master! You really can't remember anything? He held his hopes with great hope.

"I can't remember!" Qi Liang was at a loss.

"This is the Efu Mansion of Shihu Hutong in Xuanwumen, the master, you are the current imperial court and the Shuo Ebu - Wu Yingxiong!" Xiao Liuzi reminded.

Qi Liang only now understands that "forehead" is not a "forehead deputy", not a name, but a title.

"Wu Yingxiong? I'm Wu Yingxiong? Qi Liang came over in a trance, and exclaimed in a gaffe, what a familiar name!

"That's right! Master, you are Wu Yingxiong! Xiao Liuzi nodded affirmatively, he thought that Qi Liang was finally normal.

Qi Liang was dumbfounded, he couldn't accept this fact: "My father is Wu Sangui? ”

Xiao Liuzi was excited: "Yes! The lord is the first prince of the day - Wu Sangui, the king of Pingxi! ”

With a "snap", Qi Liang slapped his face violently, his face was hot and painful, and he immediately reached behind and touched a thick and long braid. "Get me a mirror!" He yelled hysterically.

Xiao Liuzi was frightened, staggered, and hurriedly did as instructed.

Qi Liang slapped his cheeks with both hands left and right, rejecting this fact a thousand times in his heart.

"Forehead! Mirror for you! Xiao Liuzi handed over the bronze mirror with trembling hands, and Qi Liang's madness made his heart tremble.

In the dim mirror, a face with thin eyebrows, big eyes, thick lips, and fat cheeks appeared.

"This is me? No, it should be said that this is Wu Yingxiong? The changes on his face were by no means made up, and Qi Liang reluctantly accepted the fact that he had been transferred to another world by time and space, his body had died in modern times, while his mind had returned to the past and occupied the body of a man named Wu Yingxiong.

"I didn't expect this kind of bizarre thing to happen to me!" Qi Liang had read some science fiction novels that traveled through time, but he couldn't relate this kind of thing to himself.

Qi Liang carefully looked at his new self in the bronze mirror, fat and bloated, ordinary in appearance, looking loyal and simple, he couldn't help but be disappointed, his past self was handsome and tall, and he was an athlete in high school and college!

But it's okay, the reborn himself is a forehead, that is, the son-in-law of the legendary emperor, and he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, he can't help but rejoice and be happy again.

"Didn't Wu Sangui rebel later? Wasn't Wu Yingxiong beheaded by the eloquent Emperor Kangxi again? Qi Liang, who was in a better mood, suddenly felt cold in his head and feet again, "Alas! Wu Yingxiong is a short-lived ghost, I don't want to be a short-lived ghost! ”

Xiao Liuzi has been observing the master from the side, the expression on the master's face is very rich, one is cloudy and one is sunny, one is happy and one is sad, his heart is also tight and loose for a while, and he secretly prays: "Save the suffering and save the Bodhisattva, you must not let the master have anything to do again!" ”

"Little Liuzi!"

"The minions are here!"

"What time is it?" Qi Liang put down the bronze mirror.

"It's midnight!"

"I'm not asking about this, I'm asking about what era it is?"

See! See! I have forgotten even the age, and the master still hasn't recovered! Xiao Liuzi was disappointed for a while. "It's May of the twelfth year of Kangxi!"

"When is the twelfth year of Kangxi?" Qi Liang did not learn the history well, and he could not be equated with the common AD calendar in later generations, his understanding of Kangxi, Wu Sangui and others was limited to some stories in movies and TV series, although he knew some major events that occurred during the Kangxi period, but those specific times and details were not known.

"The twelfth year of Kangxi is the twelfth year of Kangxi, when else can it be?" Xiao Liuzi came from a humble background and hadn't read any books, so it was impossible for him to tell Qi Liang any answer. In fact, at that time, the world had not yet entered the era of great navigation and colonization, and even those who read poetry and books did not necessarily know the AD calendar.

Fortunately, these are not important to Qi Liang, all he cares about is how long it will be before Wu Sangui raises the flag and rebels? He's got to save his life! Although he did not experience the pain of pain in his last death, he never wanted to taste the horror of the moment of death again.

"Ao Bai ......?" Qi Liang told some of the characters and events in his memory to calculate the time.

"The traitorous ministers have already bowed to the law!" Xiao Liuzi really doesn't understand, what's wrong with the master? To say that he is not sober, he can think of something, to say that he is sober, and that he does not know some things that everyone knows.

Qi Liang could only search his mind for this bit of historical knowledge, and this bit of knowledge was not written down when he was in school, so he had to thank the modern martial arts master Jin Yong, it was the TV series version of his novel "The Legend of the Deer and Ding" that left him with a few words about the events that happened in the Kangxi era.

Ao bowed to the law, indicating that Kangxi's decision to withdraw the feudal domain is not far away, and the time is pressing!

In history, Wu Sangui pacified the southwest, captured and killed the Yongli Emperor of the Southern Ming Dynasty, and made great contributions to the founding of the Central Plains by the Manchu Dynasty, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty in recognition of his merits, ordered it to Yongzhen Yunnan, and governed Guizhou, but because of his strong soldiers and horses, strong strength, and the power of the imperial court, it was jealous of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, so the regent Dolgon at that time was the matchmaker, and the daughter of Huang Taiji and Princess Heshuo were married to Wu Sangui's son Wu Yingxiong, and he was named "Heshuo Forehead", but he must live in Beijing forever. On the surface, this is the supreme honor given to Wu Yingxiong by the Manchu imperial family, but its essence is to take him as a hostage to hold Wu Sangui hostage, which Qi Liang still knows in history.

Since it is a hostage, there must be a Qing court spy around him, maybe there is a Qing court agent lurking in the mansion, Qi Liang glanced at the little sixth son with a heavy heart, but he hated that he had Wu Yingxiong's body but did not have his memory, this little sixth son seems to be clever, but he doesn't know the roots, and he can't believe it now.

In a short period of time, Qi Liang experienced several great sorrows and joys, felt physically and mentally exhausted, his head was messy, and he sighed lightly: "Little Liuzi! You go down first! "He wanted to take a break, he had to sort out his mind and think about his new future.

"Wow!" Xiao Liuzi bowed.

"Don't tell anyone about me!" Qi Liang commanded again.

Xiao Liuzi humbled him: "Yes!" Rest early, the slave is waiting outside, you call the slave if there is something! ”

Qi Liang waved his hand: "Go!" Go ahead! ”

Looking at the door that was gently closed by Xiao Liuzi, Qi Liang leaned back and muttered: "I will be Wu Yingxiong from now on!" ”