It was the middle of summer afternoon, the hawkers on the street of Yongqing County dozed off, and from time to time opened their eyes to see the pedestrians coming by in twos and threes. The chirping of cicadas in the treetops seemed to protest that everything in the town was too boring.

However, at this moment, the backyard of the Yongqing County Government can be lively, several servants in the county lord's mansion are busy, and a person who looks like a short butler in the middle trotted all the way, until a middle-aged man in an official robe with handsome facial features bowed down in front of him, wiped the sweat on his face, and panted and said: "Master, master......"

"Chen Qiu, what's going on! How can you be so flustered? The middle-aged man frowned, and asked with some tiredness in his expression.

"Sir... Few... Young master, he..."Chen Qiu didn't seem to be able to suppress his excitement at the moment, panting and unable to finish a sentence.

"Young Master, what's wrong with him? Say it! ”

"Young Master... Young master, he finally opened his mouth to talk to someone. Chen Qiu blushed, held his breath and finished speaking, and when he got up again, the county master was gone.

Yongqing County is a medium-sized county under the jurisdiction of Shuntian Mansion of the Ming Dynasty, although the annual income is not more than 60,000 stones, but this inconspicuous county occupies an important throat of the Ming Dynasty, he is connected to Tatar in the north, and the capital is in the east, it can be said that as long as the war is together, Yongqing will inevitably become an indispensable material transfer hub of the Ming Dynasty.

The magistrate of Yongqing County is named Wang Mao, who has been in office for four years, lost his wife in his early years, and he has not renewed his strings so far. Wang Mao and his deceased wife have a son named Wang Qian, whose son Wang Qian is famous for his good appearance and family background, and he is also famous for his talents. However, no matter how Wang Mao and the matchmaker talked, Young Master Wang Qian has always been indifferent to the choice of mates, and he traveled to the lake with the three or two sour talents in the county all day long to enjoy the scenery, chanting poems, and seemed to be infinitely elegant. In this era, the ancients paid attention to the greatness of no descendant, and it is not a way to do it all the time.

Just when Wang Mao was worried about this matter, the year was unfavorable, last month Wang Qian went out to swim with a few friends in the lake, the boat overturned, Wang Qian because he did not know the nature of the water, struggled in the water for nearly half an hour before being rescued, rescued when he was already out of breath, although the people on the shore kept rescuing, Wang Gongzi was stunned and couldn't get up.

Just when everyone was lamenting his untimely death, Wang Qian on the ground squirted out a mouthful of turbid water, looked blankly at the strange person around him, opened his mouth and said vaguely: "Hold it?" However, the people around him did not hear what he said, and Wang Gongzi fainted again.

It has been more than half a month since the incident.

In the back hall of the county government, a young man in a white robe sat in a house, picked up a cup, slowly put some tea into his mouth, and looked out of the window with resolute eyes, as if thinking about something. If you see it head-on, you will see this person with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and white skin, a beautiful man with a good demeanor.

This person is the eldest son of Wang Qian, who is immortal. Now only Wang Qian understands in his heart that he is no longer the original Wang Qian. He came from another world, a country that stood majestically on the land of China again hundreds of years later than the Ming Dynasty. whereas

His real name is Wang Jiujiang, is an armed policeman in the southeast military region of Huaxia in the later generations, in a dark night to arrest a fugitive, accidentally fell into the water, and then unfortunately was swept into the bottom of the lake by the undercurrent, just in the rainstorm weather, no matter how good he is in the water, he can't fight the natural power, after fainting and holding his breath, when he woke up again was the scene of being rescued by the lake.

For half a month, inheriting the memory of the original Wang Qian, Wang Jiujiang, he knew that Wang Qian, the son of Wang Mao, the real Yongqing County Commander, had drowned when he fell into the water at that time. And he, a person from later generations, continued to live in this world in place of Wang Qian, who had died.

This completely unfamiliar world was unacceptable to Wang Jiujiang at first, and he didn't say a word since he was sent back to the county government to save him, and he didn't say a word until he was hiding in the house all day long in a daze or reading books, and he didn't want to say a word to anyone, so it lasted for more than half a month, and the people in the house were in a hurry, and some servants were talking in private: "Isn't the young master a fool who hurt his mind after falling into the water?" ”

These days, Wang Zhixian was so anxious that he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and also invited many well-known Lang Zhong to diagnose his son's pulse, but he couldn't see any abnormalities. It wasn't until later that Wang Xianling was relieved to accept the reality: It is a fluke that my son can save a life, and as for the rest, let it be fate for the time being.

Just when everyone in the mansion was not hopeful about their young master.

This morning, the housekeeper Chen Qiu passed by the courtyard where Wang Qian lived, and he didn't expect the young master's door to take the initiative to open, and said to him passing by: "Uncle Chen, I want to go out for a walk today." ”

These few words are terrible, and the entire county government is like an explosion, so the previous scene happened.

Yongqing County Ya is a three-in-three house, which is really luxurious in this not particularly wealthy county, and the main hall is the place where the county magistrate hears cases and offices every day, and there is a plaque of "Mirror Hanging" on it. There are offices of officials, households, rites, soldiers, criminals, and workers on the left and right, and the courtyard after entering the courtyard is basically the living place of the county lord's family and servants, and Wang Jiujiang, who has crossed over, is now in a room in the east courtyard.

Since Wang Qian fell into the water, this small courtyard has been deserted for a long time, but today it is prominently lively, and the servants of the county government will always pass by the small courtyard from time to time intentionally or unintentionally, and look curiously with wide eyes.

"Haha, hahaha, my son, my son, your illness is better?" There was a hearty laugh in the room where Wang Jiujiang was, and a middle-aged man wearing a seventh-grade official robe walked in, but it was Wang Qian's father, the county master, Master Wang.

Seeing this, Wang Jiujiang sighed lightly, stood up solemnly, and then lowered his head on his knees and said, "Dad, the child is not filial, and the previous incident made my father worried." ”

Wang Jiujiang was an orphan in his previous life, and he didn't know the feeling of having relatives when he grew up in an orphanage, but in the past half a month, Wang Mao's heartfelt concern for him, his companionship day and night in his leisure time, and all the memories of the original Wang Qian have made Wang Jiujiang recognize this father from the heart.

Wang Mao's eyes widened, gradually moistened, and hurriedly helped Wang Jiujiang up: "My son, my son doesn't have to be like this, okay, it's okay, God really has eyes, I'm really afraid of my father these days." ”

Wang Mao grabbed Wang Jiujiang's hand tightly and said, "Qian'er, it just so happens that my father is going to entertain you Uncle Yang and Uncle Lin in the back garden tonight, I will let Chen Qiu prepare a table of good wine and food, and we will have a good drink in the evening." Erased the flickering in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Hey, look at me, I'm so happy, my son has just recovered from a serious illness, how can he drink indiscriminately, it's the father's fault for the father's fault, hahaha..."

Wang Jiujiang looked at Wang Mao's excited appearance, full of emotion, he couldn't imagine that he had crossed over to this place due to the disaster, and he had become an authentic second generation official, and the relationship between father and son was harmonious, which he couldn't imagine as an orphan in his previous life. ”

"Okay, my son Jiren has his own natural appearance, and my father will follow what Qian'er said, I want to inform you of this news Uncle Yang and Uncle Lin, we must celebrate and celebrate in the evening." Wang Mao smiled and rubbed his hands and said.

After chatting for a while, Wang Mao confirmed that his son's illness had been cured, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground.

"Qian'er, there are still some trivial matters in the county government, let's deal with it for my father for a while, and let's have dinner together in the back garden."

"Father is busy with something, the child sends off his father, and he must be on time for tonight's banquet."

After that, the old man Wang smiled in the spring breeze and drove out of the yard with his footsteps. Everyone in the county government can see that the county lord is really in a good mood today.

To say that he has been quiet for half a month, at this time Wang Jiujiang has also figured it out, two lives, since God has given him the opportunity to regain his life, he must seize the opportunity to reshape his life.

lowered his head and smiled bitterly, and looked up with a hint of brilliance in his eyes: "I didn't expect that I, Wang Jiujiang, could suffer such an adventure, or not, since I have arrived here, let's live well, from now on, I am Wang Qian, in my previous life, let it go for the time being." ”