"Isn't that man awake yet?"

"Not really! It's been two days since he visited the young lady, is he dizzy from joy? ”

"Hey, what's there to be happy about, it's not like you're going to ...... when you wake up"

"Alas, it's a pity to see that this boy looks so handsome......"

"What kind of son? This man is our ...... on the street."

"Who's chewing their tongue there again? I'm afraid I don't want this month's monthly money, right? ”

A shrill female voice interrupted the chattering outside the door, followed by a "squeak", and the hollowed-out fuchsia door was pushed open, and the sunlight poured in, slanting on the pear blossom wood bed.

And on the big bed, a young man was lying at the moment.

…………

I could faintly hear the sound of people talking in my ears, Zhang Twelve opened his sleeping eyes with difficulty, slowly raised his head, and looked at everything that came into his eyes stupidly.

The maroon red pear blossom wood bed, covered with a white curtain, then the antique table of eight immortals, and a group of men and women wearing ancient clothes that can only be seen on TV, are surrounding him at the moment, their eyes are very round, and their mouths are so big.

Suddenly, one of them, a little girl dressed as a maid, about thirteen or fourteen years old, seemed to wake up, and ran out while shouting—

"Come on! He-Uncle woke up! ”

Zhang Twelve's head was still a little confused, but this didn't prevent his brain from spinning rapidly-

I'm - crossed?

Miss-Worship-Uncle, is it possible, I have also crossed over to become a son-in-law?

Such a bloody plot happened to me?

"The master is here!"

Before he could think about it, he heard someone shouting outside the house, and then the dense footsteps came from far and near, and a group of people around him also stood on both sides, and Zhang Twelve's body immediately vacated.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous black robe and a big belly walked in surrounded by a group of small servants, stopped two steps away from Zhang Twelve, and looked at him fixedly.

"You...... The virtuous son-in-law woke up...... How does the body feel? ”

Look at this fat man - uh, no, look at the way this rich middle-aged man dresses and speaks, I'm afraid it's the old man who tricks himself into the body now.

Although he is still a little confused, Zhang Twelve has already thought about it, and if he comes, he will be safe.

Besides, I am a son-in-law, and I will have to beg for a life in the hands of others in the future, so why do you have to show enthusiasm, right?

"Son-in-law ......"

The reality is always a little more skinny than ideal......

Before Zhang Twelve could express his heartfelt feelings to his father-in-law, who had just appeared, he was interrupted.

"Since the virtuous son-in-law is no longer in serious trouble, then, come on—go to the official mansion!"

Well.

Well?

Report to the government?

What's the plot?

Shouldn't it be a warm condolence, and then a good wine and good food are served, and then your unmasked lady will show her care and pity?

This Nima doesn't play cards according to the routine!

After the old man finished speaking, he didn't give Zhang Twelve time to ask at all, and walked away directly, leaving Zhang Twelve standing alone in the middle of the room, sad and messy......

Looking at the maids around me, there are those who gloat, those who bow their eyebrows and regret, and more of them are a kind of "I expected it to be like this" for granted.

…………

The people from the government came quickly, and Zhang Twelve followed behind the officials a little numbly, trembling.

When he walked out of the courtyard, Zhang Twelve remembered that he didn't even know the name of his father-in-law's family, and he didn't know what he had done, and he was about to be taken away by the government as soon as he was reborn.

When I stepped out of the gate, I looked back and saw a huge plaque hanging above the magnificent gate, engraved with two large gilded characters:

Qin Mansion.

When Zhang Twelve looked behind him, a beautiful woman in a white dress in the courtyard also looked at him, and after meeting his gaze in the air, she quickly moved away, and then bowed her head and walked away.

In that moment, Zhang Twelve read panic, shyness, and—sorry in the girl's eyes.

Zhang Twelve was a little stunned by the woman's stunning appearance, quite a kind of shocking glance, as if the amazing feeling of another world, I didn't expect that there was such a gorgeous woman here, it was really amazing.

But I can't wait for him to savor it carefully, because the next moment, he will be taken away by the officials.

…………

At noon, outside the city of Liangzhou.

Zhang Twelve was wandering in a strange group of strangely dressed and uneven teams, holding in his hand a hand—a "weapon" similar to the shovel of later generations—if that could also be called a weapon.

Everyone's faces were more and more depressed.

"Big brother, what is the current country name?"

Zhang Twelve doesn't care about these, Du Nima has crossed, and he doesn't know where he has crossed over, isn't it a shame?

And the person he asked the question looked at him as if he was mentally retarded, but as if he suddenly realized, he thought that if he was normal, he would be sent here?

"Datang."

"Aha~~ It's the Tang Dynasty!"

Hearing this answer, Zhang Twelve was a little excited, this is the Great Tang, he is a high-achieving student who graduated from the Department of Chinese, and he can just plagiarize when he comes to the Tang Dynasty - learn from the poetry of the ancestors.

"It's the Tang Dynasty, not the Tang Dynasty."

The man gave him a blank look and corrected him dissatisfiedly.

"Isn't the Tang Dynasty the Tang Dynasty?"

"I told you that it was the Tang Dynasty, what dynasty is the Tang Dynasty!"

The man glared at him again, as if he didn't want to talk to the mentally handicapped again, and walked away in a chattering manner, leaving Zhang Twelve alone in the wind.

…………

Cheeky again, he asked a few people, and Zhang Twelve finally sorted out his clue.

It's called Datang here.

That's right, you read that right.

It's not the Tang Dynasty in history, but the Tang Dynasty, a dynasty that Zhang Twelve has studied for more than ten years and has never heard of.

He also determined that he had crossed over to an alternate era.

In addition to the Tang Dynasty, there are also the four kingdoms of Eastern Wu, Western Liang, Nanyue and Northern Chen, and Liangzhou, where Zhang Twelve is now located, is the westernmost border city of the Tang Dynasty, adjacent to the Western Liang Kingdom.

Datang was originally a strong country, and although Liangzhou was adjacent to the Western Liang Kingdom, it was also peaceful.

However, in recent years, the literary style of the Tang Dynasty was at its peak, and the army's combat effectiveness was weak, so the Western Liang State started the idea of Liangzhou, and wanted to attack Liangzhou at two ends in three days.

The combat effectiveness of the defenders in Liangzhou was too scummy, and the more they fought, the fewer soldiers there were, and in the end, the government could only issue an order that every household should provide an adult male to enlist in every battle.

Therefore, all kinds of people around Zhang Twelve were temporarily formed from every household.

Such an "army", not to mention compared with the regular army, is simply not even comparable to the ordinary miscellaneous army, how can we talk about combat effectiveness? Isn't going to the battlefield a weak chicken who gives away people's heads?

Zhang Twelve sadly discovered that he was not the enviable son-in-law in the time-traveling novel, but the cheap uncle who was temporarily caught and sent to death.

As soon as I was reborn and was about to go to the battlefield, I asked, who else, who else??