In the first year of filial piety in the Southern Song Dynasty, in early spring and March, it was a season when the grass grew and the warbler flew, and the scenery of Chuzhou was beautiful and full of spring, and the drizzle added a bit of poetry.

There is a deserted courtyard in the south corner of Qingliu County, although it is small but very tidy.

Next to the ashlar table, a young man sat on a chair and looked blankly at the sky with scattered spring rains.

Ye Yu is his name, and an accident made his soul span thousands of years and come to this Southern Song Dynasty.

He became a young man, and when he tried to accept the world, he found that his legs were useless.

The owner of this body has the same name and surname as him, and the Ye family is also a big surname in Chuzhou, Ye Mengeng and Ye Mengxin brothers do business with tea and porcelain, and they have laid a family business in Nuoda, and Ye Menggeng is Ye Yu's father.

Half a year ago, Ye Mengeng and his wife died of serious illness, and his younger brother Ye Mengxin secretly colluded with the government to occupy his brother's family business.

Then, on the grounds that Ye Yu was not a descendant of the Ye family, Ye Yu was swept out of the house.

Ye Yu was resentful and wanted to get justice several times, but in the end, instead of getting what he wanted, he was broken by the vicious Ye Mengxin.

In the past six months, due to the lack of sufficient funds to diagnose and treat his leg injury, he has even fallen into the root of his disability......

Just meditated quietly, letting the rain soak the white green shirt. At this moment he hated himself for his bad luck and was reborn in the body of a destitute waste.

Squeak!

The courtyard door opened softly, and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl entered.

At this time, the girl's temples were already wet with rain, and it was very difficult to hold the huge wooden basin with her right hand.

The girl raised her eyes and saw Ye Yu lying in the courtyard, threw the wooden basin aside in a hurry, and hurriedly said with concern: "Young master, the spring cold and rain hurt your body, how can you get sick at the beginning of your serious illness?" ”

As the girl spoke, she stretched out her jade arm and wanted to help Ye Yu into the house, but Ye Yu didn't move, laughing at herself: "How is it different from life and death if you look like me?" ”

Although Ye Yu's words were whispered, they revealed his resentment and despair.

The girl was also silent when she heard this, her eyes were filled with tears, and she comforted in a pleading tone: "Young master, rest assured, when Qiulan saves money, she will definitely ask a famous doctor to treat the young master's leg disease!" ”

The two lines of crystal tears, as if crystal beads fell from the girl's cheeks, Ye Yu reached out with some distress, wanting to wipe away the tears on her face.

The girl's expression suddenly tightened, obviously startled by Ye Yu's movements. But she didn't avoid it, and let Ye Yu wipe away her tears a little clumsily.

"Easier said than done!" Speaking of this, Ye Yu was saddened.

Ye Yu's words are not untargeted, not to mention whether the family can save money now, even if he can invite a famous doctor, it may be in vain.

Although he is not proficient in medical science, he also knows a lot, his legs have been separated for half a year, and the leg bones have healed into knots, and it is difficult to climb to the sky if he wants to recover his walking.

Moreover, now that he is in the Song Dynasty, the medical level is obviously much backward compared to later generations!

"Even if the young master ...... If you can't walk in this life, Qiulan will also serve left and right for the rest of her life, being the young master's crutch! ”

The girl held Ye Yu's cold right hand in the palm of her hand, and her pretty face wet with rain showed a look of determination.

Ye Yu, who was in silence, was suddenly stunned in his heart, he slowly straightened up and looked at the face in front of him, he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, and there was a long-lost warmth and emotion in his heart.

The girl in front of her is named Qiulan, and she is the personal maid next to Ye Yu's mother back then.

Since Ye Yu was kicked out of the Ye family, all his relatives and friends have left him, but Qiulan is still taking care of him, a waste person.

In order to make a living, Qiulan worked tirelessly day and night, from a maid who once had no worries about food and clothing in the house, to a woman in a raccoon who worked all day long.

"Why bother?" Ye Yu looked down at Qiu Lan's chapped and rough hands, not knowing what to say.

Although Qiulan's appearance is not a beauty in the city, she is also a beautiful and refined girl, and she does not worry about marrying a stable family.

In his memory, Ye Yu once handed over the deed of sale to Qiu Lan, and also hoped that Qiu Lan would have a home for her free body.

But Ye Yu didn't expect that Qiulan would still not give up, and persistently took care of him, a disabled person.

"Madame has a life-saving grace for Qiulan, and now that Madame and the old man have passed away, how can Qiulan ignore the young master!"

When Qiulan talked about the emotional place, she couldn't help but cry like rain.

Ye Yu was silent for a long time when he heard this, and his eyes gradually became wet, and finally he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Ye Yu, what else do you want?" Qiulan can be so persistent for you, how can you give up lightly? Without legs, you still have a thousand years of wisdom, and your fate is in your own hands, what are you afraid of? ”

"Young Master, ...... you are"

Qiu Lan was frightened by Ye Yu's sudden madness, thinking about the young master's serious illness three days ago, he has been saying and acting strangely, could it be that the root of the disease has not been removed?

"Qiulan, don't worry! Since then, I will no longer talk about life and death! The laughter gradually stopped, and Ye Yu gently patted Qiulan's hand and comforted him.

Ye Yu's words suddenly turned Qiulan from sadness to joy. Seeing the sparkle in the young master's eyes, Qiulan cried with joy and couldn't help herself. While wiping his tears with his sleeve, he smiled with tears in his eyes: "Well, young master......"

The master and servant looked at each other and smiled, and by this time the light rain had stopped, and a brilliant rainbow hung in the western sky.

……

The hustle and bustle has settled, the mania has returned to quiet, looking back on the past, what Ye Yu has to face now is how to survive.

The two houses where Ye Yu lives now were once the Ye family's property in Qingliu County, and Ye Mengxin wanted to take it back to prevent Ye Yu from going back since he occupied his brother's family business.

But because of his reputation, he pretended to be benevolent and gave it to the crippled Ye Yu. However, Ye Yu was also glad that this uncle was benevolent and righteous, otherwise he would really have to sleep on the streets.

In the afternoon of this day, Ye Yu sat on the stone table in the courtyard, sketching one sketch after another, and left marks in the blank space of the sketch from time to time.

What made Ye Yu feel relieved was that although the owner of this body was a disabled person, he was really amazed by his full of knowledge.

At first, Ye Yu was worried about the difficulty in writing, but now it seems that he is too worried.

Ye Yu thought that if he hadn't been disabled, he would definitely have won a good reputation by participating in the imperial examination.

Thinking of this, Ye Yu couldn't help but stop his pen, shook his head secretly, revealing a trace of bitterness, and started his pen seriously.

Suddenly, Ye Yu heard a rush of footsteps outside the courtyard, and when he looked up at the courtyard gate, he saw Qiulan running in with a panicked look on her face.

Seeing this, Ye Yu couldn't help frowning slightly, put down his pen and was about to ask the reason, when a young man in Tsing Yi kicked open the hidden courtyard door and broke in viciously.

Immediately followed by a slight cough, a young man walked in outside the courtyard gate.

Ye Yu stared at it and saw that this person was about twenty years old, and he was born with a dignified appearance.

He wears a tasseled hat on his head, wears a green brocade robe with a brocade belt around his waist, and shakes a gold-sprinkled folding fan in his hand to show a bit of elegance.

But when Ye Yu saw this person's eyes, he felt a little unhappy in his heart, so this person's eyes never left Qiulan for a moment.

This time, Ye Yu already knew in his heart that Qiu Lan must have met this womanizer on the way back.

"This son, I don't know why he came to the cold house?" Although Ye Yu roughly guessed the meaning of this person's intention, he still asked kindly.

The man in green didn't take Ye Yu's words to heart at all, and still stared at Qiu Lan with blazing eyes.

Qiulan saw the green man slowly approaching her, and in a panic, she first threw the wooden basin in her hand at the green man, and then ran to Ye Yu's side.

The tub didn't hit the target as he had hoped, and the man in green just turned to one side and dodged it.

It wasn't until this moment that the man in green saw Ye Yu in his eyes!

"Who are you?"

The man in green took the lead in asking questions with a high toe, gently shaking the folding fan and just glancing at Ye Yu, then moved his gaze away with disdain.

Ye Yu was immediately happy when he heard this, and his heart said that the position of the host and the guest was reversed? So he smiled coldly and said: "This son must also be a person who reads books and knows etiquette, don't you understand the difference between subject and guest?" This should be the right thing for me, the master, to ask first! ”

"Young master, what does this disciple want to ......?"

Qiu Lan's aggrieved eyes were red at the moment, and her body trembled slightly. I wanted to tell Ye Yu what happened, but as soon as he was halfway through the words, he was interrupted by Ye Yu waving his hand.

Although Qiulan didn't know what she meant, she still swallowed back what she was about to say aggrievedly.

At this time, the young man in green had not spoken, but the little guy on the side pointed to Ye Yu's nose and scolded with disdain: "My son-in-law can ask you, which is already a great honor for you!" Don't be ignorant! ”

"Oh? Ye's life is thin and blessed, and he can't stand it! The door is there, please take care of yourself! ”

Although Ye Yu didn't want to provoke right and wrong, but seeing that the master and servant were really too arrogant, and this matter was related to Qiu Lan, he couldn't help but speak coldly and toughly.

Ye Yu's words angered the little guy, and the little guy in Tsing Yi was about to step forward to teach him a lesson, and Qiulan stood up in front of Ye Yu when she saw this.

Pretty stared at the young man in Tsing Yi opposite with a flushed face, and scolded in anger and panic: "Don't hurt my young master!" ”

The man in green was stunned at first when he saw this, and then the greed in his eyes was even more victorious.

gave the little guy on the side a look, and the little guy stepped aside in amusement. Then he smiled lightly, closed the folding fan and said proudly: "In Xia Lu Zheng, who is Your Excellency?" ”

Qiu Lan's act of protecting the master, Ye Yu was quite surprised and more moved, and then gently persuaded Qiu Lan: "Qiu Lan, you step aside first!" ”

When Qiulan reluctantly stepped aside, Ye Yu stared at Lu Zheng opposite for a moment, and then arched his hand: "Under Ye Yu!" ”

Lu Zheng nodded, then pointed at Qiu Lan beside Ye Yu with a folding fan, and asked in a flat tone: "This Qiu Lan is Your Servant's Maid, and today my son intends to buy this Servant Girl, I wonder if you can cut your love?" ”

Description: This book is equivalent to alternate history, although the Southern Song Dynasty is the historical framework, but it is not too elegant, if it is too serious friends, you must be psychologically prepared......

-- History is the bone, the sky is the wing, and the soul of the Chinese Han is magnificent.