Di Feng crossed, no matter what the reason was, it was the same as crossing the predecessors, occupying someone else's body, this person is also surnamed Di, it may be his ancestor, why do you say that it is your ancestor? Because this is the Tang Dynasty, whether it is crossing or dreaming, this Tang Dynasty is not the same as the Tang Dynasty in history, Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou? Whatever! Just be it, and live again.

This surname Di is not simple, with the middle book under the door of the Ping Zhang, Prime Minister Di Renjie's second son Di Jinghui, I don't know what mistakes he made, he was grounded at home by Di Renjie, Di Jinghui's name is good, but Di Feng prefers to use his own name, people still talk about feelings, although he has been a new person, but in order to retain a little of his memory, Di Feng went to find his cheap father - Di Renjie.

"Rebel, isn't it grounded to study? Why do you still come here for the father to make noise. It seems that this Di Jinghui's character has exploded, and even when he saw him, his face was full of impatience, and he didn't give a good face at all. It was just a scolding without saying a few words.

"Yes, the child knows his mistakes, the child was unfilial in the past, but now he repents and decides to change his past, and I hereby ask my father for permission to let the child change his name." Di Feng tried his best to imitate Di Jinghui and pretended to be sincerely afraid.

It seems that the effect is good, this cheap Lao Tzu Di Renjie didn't see the flaw, but scolded harder.

"You bastard, the name is received by your parents, and the clan inheritance is orderly, how can you change it if you say it." After scolding, I felt a lot more angry, and when I thought about it carefully, I found that my son was different from the past, seeing that his words were decent, not like nonsense, I couldn't help but soften, and said in a low tone: "Since you have the heart to change, you should start from little by little, and where does this name come from?"

There is a door! Di Feng saw that Di Renjie was not as tough as he was at the beginning, so he hurriedly said while it was hot: "What my father said is very true, but the child's notoriety is outside, and if you want to change your mind, it's better to change your name first."

Di Renjie didn't know that Di Feng was bent on changing his name in order to retain a little bit of the past, "Seeing that his son was entangled in his name, he thought that his son was burdened by stigma. After all, he has heard of Di Jinghui's notoriety for a long time, he is busy with government affairs but neglects to discipline this second son, Di Renjie still feels guilty about Di Jinghui in his heart, plus Di Jinghui is an adult, he should also find a career for him, and he is worried that the courtiers will make a fuss about Di Jinghui's bad deeds, if his name is changed, it is not a good thing to let him go to the place to experience it as an ordinary scholar." Thinking of this, he asked in a deep voice, "How do you want to change the method?"

"How is Di Fengzi Jinghui?"

Di Renjie muttered, "Well, according to what you said, change it!" Di Renjie promised in his mouth, but there was a trace of helplessness in his heart, "Whether it is the government affairs of the DPRK and China or the governance of one side, the people themselves can be said to be captured, but in the face of their second son, love and hate are intertwined, and the two sides are tied" couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Alas! There is no class in teaching...... Let him go! Even Di Renjie, who is known as a virtuous person, is full of melancholy and helplessness in the face of his second son, who is rebellious and unchangeable.

It's done, Di Feng hurriedly gave a salute, "Father still has teachings?"

"Go to Wenshu!"

"The child is gone." Di Feng saluted again and withdrew......

Pretending to be too tired, although this kid has some kung fu foundation, he has been drunk for a long time, and after standing for a while, he feels that his waist and knees are sore, and he is dizzy, this is not good, such a physique Di Fengjue will not live for thirty and he will have to cross again, it seems that he has to step up his exercise.

As soon as he got out of Di Renjie's courtyard, in order to restore the capital of the revolution as soon as possible, Di Feng, who was crazy, shouted, "Di Rong, take the master's sword." ”

"Childe, are you going out? Do you want to prepare a small horse?" followed Di Rong in person, appeared with a charming smile, and at the same time secretly said in his heart: "The girl in Yichun Courtyard in Pingkangli is good, I hope the young master will take him with him"

"Prepare a horse? What kind of horses do you have? The master wants to practice swords. "I rewarded Di Rong with a burst" What are you doing in a daze, don't go quickly. ”

"Practice cheap, you are cheap enough, still practice", Di Rong scolded in his heart and left disappointed.

"It's so cool to be a master, swordsman, fairy, I'm Di Feng here" The former short and poor man has now become a real rich and handsome, the contrast is not ordinary, but Di Feng's volunteer is not rich and handsome, but the ranger dream that he has been obsessed with for a long time, the era of Datang, where rangers are everywhere, is what he wants the most, of course, there is a more important reason, Di Feng was just a scumbag in his previous life, he knew some of the history of the barnyard officials, and he heard the legends, but he didn't know anything about history, Di Renjie knew, but how did he forget it, I watched too many TV series, He understands the truth that a companion is like a tiger, Di Renjie followed Wu Zetian and was afraid that Wu MM would be unhappy that day, so he clicked the Di family.

As for Wu MM, Shangguan Wan'er, Princess Changping, do you want to meet these famous beauties? The answer is no, Di Feng is self-aware, he has no strength, and he will die miserably when he sees it......

I have to say that Di Renjie's tutor is still very successful, except for virtue, of course, Di Jinghui can be said to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, in the martial era of the Tang Dynasty, he can't point the art of swordsmanship, and he is embarrassed to greet others when he goes out; As the second generation of officials, Di Jinghui is naturally not exempt from vulgarity, and since he was a child, under the guidance of his family worship, horizontal swords, and fencing are also perfect.

A set of twelve-way nameless swordsmanship, practiced. Smelly sweat, pores are open, and I yelled twice, provoking the little guy and the maid to hide from the monster as if they had to hide from themselves, which was very cool.

Taking a bath, looking at the little girl, she poured water into the wooden barrel with difficulty, the teenage little Lori, not as tall as the wooden barrel, her tired little face was red, Di Feng scolded in her heart: "With child labor, this evil old society, but I like it." Looking at the little girl who was so frightened by her evil expression that she turned around and ran, Di Feng smiled, "What are you running, I won't spoil you, haha......."

Don't blame the subordinates and maids, regard Di Jinghui as a flood beast, through a careful understanding of Di Jinghui's memory, Di Feng found that this Di Jinghui has a wide range of friends, from dignitaries to gentlemen and then to the city fox and mouse, he has contacts with all kinds of characters; This guy is also greedy and lustful, everyone is beautiful, famous wives, secret prostitutes, and everyone who can get started has been touched by him; As the second son of the Di family, it is his turn to become the head of the family with the hereditary title, and the task of carrying forward the Di family is naturally completed by the boss, so Di Renjie also turns a blind eye to him, as long as it is not too excessive, he will naturally not delve into it, perhaps it is for this reason that Di Jinghui feels both relaxed and despised, and has been suppressed for a long time, so that Di Jinghui has a tendency to have a dual personality, behaving in front of his own Lao Tzu, turning around and going out to take revenge on the Tang Dynasty, maybe to show himself and attract attention; Maybe it's from the heart that the Di family is biased towards the eldest brother, anyway, this kid has more and more tendency to turn into a demon.

Now that Di Feng has taken over this body, he has naturally settled down, he reads books every day, finds someone to interrogate about what he sees and hears at the moment, plus practicing martial arts and practicing swords, and flirting with maids, this kind of life, without the impetuousness caused by mutual comparison, compared to the previous life of running around for a mortgage, in order to have a hard face, the life is not bad; Happy times always pass quickly, in the blink of an eye, the grounding order issued by Di Renjie expired, Di Feng has been in Datang for twelve days, Di Jinghui's foundation is good, more than ten days of abstinence plus exercise, a bee-waisted ape back, sword eyebrows and starry eyes of the young man appeared in front of the middle servant.

The time of the lockdown has passed, and there are few evils, no~ promising young people to observe the people.

Changan

This "international" capital of more than 80 square kilometers makes many people dream back at midnight.

The horizontal and vertical streets, the drainage ditches on both sides of the road, the tall Huaiyu, the neat square market, the rows of shops, the reasonable planning, the perfect layout, make people have a kind of illusion, this is not the Tang Dynasty, but the Xi'an of the later generations, to be precise, the future of Xi'an, not to mention the scale is several times that of Xi'an, the light width of one hundred and fifty steps of Zhuque Street is not comparable to Xi'an in later generations. The water transport wharf is noisy, the merchants of the east and west cities gather, the prostitutes and orchids leaning on the red and green attract people's attention, and the yellow, white, black, and brown races are comparable to the World Trade Fair.

"Brother Hui, Brother Hui......"

A series of shouts made Di Feng, who was still thinking a lot, come back to his senses.

"Call me ......?" Di Feng pointed to his nose differently, looked at the other side and called his little fresh meat, he needed to be sure. I have to admit that this guy is very handsome, at least on par with himself, dressed in a moon-white robe, with long hair tied up, tied with a red silk, and his face is like a crown of jade, showing his grace.

"Brother Hui, why are you rusty after not seeing each other for a few days?"

Thinking of it, this guy's name is Li Zhe, and Di Jinghui can be said to be close friends, looking at Li Zhe's indescribable elegance in his gestures, Di Feng was jealous and thought: Such a punch on his handsome face that always has a smile.

"It turned out to be Xiao Zhe! I was clumsy for my brother, and I didn't recognize it just now,...... Syllable...... Smack," Di Feng said with a wicked taste and slapped Li Zhe twice on the shoulder.

"...... Zhe?" Di Feng's unusual behavior made Li Zhe a little confused.

"It's better to meet by chance than to meet by chance, Xiao Zhe, do you want to have two drinks?" The summer sun is too poisonous, I get a little dizzy, and I don't have a sunscreen these years, I really don't know why so many little white faces in this Datang can't tan. When you go out, you take a taxi, and Di Feng, a modern person who has air conditioning at home, is a little unaccustomed to chatting in the sun for a long time.

How strange is this Di Jinghui today, Li Zhe keenly noticed the difference between Di Feng, but he was used to not asking, but smiled and pandered, "That's what I mean......"

Fenglai Building, a five-star hotel in Datang.

"Brother Hui, did you hear that the prince is seriously ill?" Li Zhe asked, and habitually observed Di Feng's reaction.

"Hmm."

I didn't have it in my memory, I didn't know how to answer, Di Feng could only deal with it, and this was in harmony with Di Jinghui's usual performance. One of the two is the second generation of officials who do all kinds of evil, a bunch of friends with wine and meat, walking birds and fighting with pickles every day, going home to be scolded, and a friend who spits out his heart does not; A person with a special identity is still more embarrassing, and there are a bunch of people around him who have their own thoughts and want to find someone to vent their complaints. As a result, when the two saw each other, they empathized, sparked, and became friends, usually you say yours, I say mine, and after speaking, no one remembers what the other party said.

"Eh, that's a good girl." A little boring, Di Feng wanted to change the topic.

"Well, the appearance is acceptable, but too thin," Li Zhe glanced at it, and then turned back to the topic, "This beauty is like jade, do you know...... Prime Minister Hao Chujun's beautiful maid ......, by the way, I heard that Prime Minister Hao Chujun was on the fold after the abolition, but he didn't ...... it in the middle of it."

'Chatting with this guy is testing his endurance, and it's dangerous, and Wu MM's gossip dares to speak? I don't want to live anymore. Li Zhe's kung fu in changing the topic is good, it has reached the point of turning decay into magic, no matter what Di Feng says, Li Zhe will unconsciously transfer it to the topic he wants to say.

Forget it, since we can't talk together, let's learn from Di Jinghui's previous appearance, just listen to MP4, Di Feng began to pretend to be deaf and stupid to listen to Li Zhe's story.

"Isn't it nice to do nothing...... How can an indisputable virtue not last long......"

"Hmm!"

"Chu Suiliang has been released, the governor of other states, hmph, this is a demotion from the capital ......"

"Oh?"

"The eldest grandson Wuji, Yu Zhining, and Laiji have thought about it behind closed doors, this is to be dismissed...... The imperial court will take over the power of the Longyou clan again......"

"Huh!"

Han Ai's job ...... Shangguan Wan'er entered the palace...... There is going to be a pilgrimage meeting......

…… Oh......... Yes?...... Well...

"Checkout ......"

Oh, my God! After all, if it weren't for the fear of arousing people to doubt his identity as a traverser, Di Feng would have picked up the fat chicken on the table and stuffed it into Li Zhe's mouth, this is a Tang monk riding a white horse, he is too good at nagging, Sun Monkey must have been nagged to death.

But I didn't listen to it in vain, after listening to it for so long, I didn't know who Li Zhe was, this guy turned out to be a dragon clan, Li Xian, the third son of Wu MM, poor guy, the eldest brother was seriously ill, and in the face of the strong Wu MM, he was about to go crazy by the question of the prince's candidate. Why the crown prince Li Hong is seriously ill and who becomes the prince is none of his business, Di Feng only believes in one thing, 'stay away from danger, cherish life, go to the mountains and countryside as soon as possible, and stay away from Chang'an'.

But the big court meeting can't help but care, because his cheap dad wants to participate......