Kawaya County.

Wanhualou.

In a private room on the second floor, a charming woman sat on each of Ling Feng's legs; At this time, he took out two stacks of silver tickets and threw them on the table, and kissed the two women beautifully on the faces, smiling.

As soon as the two women saw the silver ticket, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they hurriedly scrambled to rub their chests against his arm, and said with a smile: "Young Master Ling is really generous. ”

Ling Feng smiled: "As long as you are obedient, there are many things in this matter." ”

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a little guy dressed as a subordinate ran in: "Young master, it's not good, the master has passed away." ”

His name is Xiao Anzi, he has followed Ling Feng for many years, and is Ling Feng's personal attendant.

Hearing this, Ling Feng's expression froze, and he no longer had the heart to go to the snow, so he got up and said, "Let's go, go home." ”

Xiao Anzi looked sad, followed Ling Feng and pushed the door out, and after a while, the two walked out of Wanhua Building and headed towards Ling's mansion.

The Ling family is one of the largest households in Chuangu County, with thousands of tenant farmers, thousands of acres of land, countless money and grain, and even the government has to give three points; The head of the family, Ling Yue, was forty-seven years old at the time, and he should have been in the prime of life, but he didn't expect to die at such a young age, which surprised everyone.

"Xiao Anzi, how did the master die? Wasn't it okay yesterday? ”

As he walked forward, Ling Feng turned around and asked.

Xiao Anzi said: "Young master, you know this better than me, the master spends all day drinking, and his body and bones are getting worse day by day, so he probably died of exhaustion." ”

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, even if it was so, it wouldn't be braided in his forties, it was too sudden, and it caught people off guard.

"Daddy the ghost."

Ling Feng muttered to himself, his speed under his feet did not decrease, and he walked quickly.

After crossing several streets, the two came to a mansion gate, outside the gate stood four strong family members, there was a cry in the courtyard, it seemed that Ling Yue was really dead, suddenly, Ling Feng felt a sour feeling in his heart, although his relationship with his father was not good, and he often quarreled, but when it came to life and death, he couldn't calm down.

"Young master, you're back."

Seeing the two of them walking into the courtyard, an old man in white came up to them; His name is Ling Zhong, he is the housekeeper of the Ling Mansion and Ling Yue's personal attendant, he has taken care of the Ling family for many years, and he is loyal; Ling Feng didn't know how long he had come to the Ling family, and in his memory, this servant seemed to have always existed.

"Uncle Zhong, where's my father?"

"It's inside, but it's already, go in by yourself."

Ling Zhong sighed and pointed to the inner hall.

Ling Feng separated everyone and strode in; In the inner hall, a middle-aged man lay flat on the bed, pale and skinny, like a rotten dead wood, without any life.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, gradually approached, and finally came to the middle-aged man's side: "You deserve it, your body is like this and you still think about it all day long, if you don't die, who will die?" ”

He hated his father!

I remember that when he was six years old, his mother Zhou was killed by Ling Yue's newly married concubine, Ling Yue did not blame the concubine, but just ordered his subordinates to bury Zhou's hastily, Ling Feng could not forget this matter, and would never forget, and it was from that moment that he hated his father.

Over the years, Ling Yue has married more than 20 concubines, and he has been happy all day long, for these, Ling Feng sees this, but there is no way, isn't he like this, mixed in the green building.

"Young master, do you still hate the master?"

At some point, Ling Zhong walked in and stood aside and asked.

Ling Feng said: "Of course he hates, he is to blame!" ”

Ling Zhong didn't say anything, he slowly took out a brand new book from his cuffs, and said, "You take a look at this first, it took the master three days and three nights to write, maybe after you read it, you will have a new understanding of the master." ”

Taking the book, Ling Feng frowned, "What is this?" ”

"I don't know, I haven't seen it."

Ling Feng said: "You go down first, I want to be quiet by myself." ”

"Yes."

Ling Zhong exited the lobby.

After the other party left, Ling Feng opened the book

The first page: "Feng'er, when you read this book, the father is no longer there, maybe you won't grieve for me, but I want to tell you that everything you have done for the father is for you!" ”

"Your mother's death is regrettable, but do you know how she died? You'll understand later! ”

Page 2: "I am not from this world, but my father comes from a blue planet called Earth, and that is my father's home." ”

Page 3: "I had a dream for my father." ”

Page 4: "I have a wish. ”

Page 5

After reading it in one breath, Ling Feng's mouth opened wide in surprise, the book wrote that Ling Yue crossed into this world at the age of twenty-six, as a traverser, he was originally full of confidence, but gradually, he found a problem, his body suddenly changed, and he had to keep intercourse with women to live, which was a strange disease that could not be cured.

Heaven is fair, giving the traveler a chance to be reborn, but it also limits the number of years he can live; Due to too much intercourse, Ling Yue's body was almost drained, and finally died of depression.

Seeing this, Ling Feng had tears in the corners of his eyes, and he forgave his father.

"I see."

The dream that Ling Yue had was very long, and the dream clearly drew the future of this world; It is now the year 189 of the Yuan Dynasty, and the ruling power of this world is called the Golden Dragon Dynasty, and in the year 190 of the Yuan Dynasty, the world will be in turmoil, when the warlords will be divided and the heroes will emerge

"Will the world be in chaos?"

Ling Feng was secretly surprised, but he couldn't believe it, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like a fake, it was just a dream, it was different from person to person, how could he take it seriously?

But thinking about everything, he has to believe that there are many descriptions of the earth in the book, there are many new weapons manufactured, and there are many people or things that do not exist in this era, which are novel and avant-garde, and make people's eyes shine.

Dream Path.

"In 190 years of the Yuan Zhou Dynasty, General Fuyuan returned from the victory of the Yi people, but was stripped of his military power, and then provoked a mutiny, and the northern territory of the dynasty was in chaos, and many thieves and bandits took advantage of the chaos, and the world will be in a state of chaos."

"In the 192nd year of the Yuan Zhou Dynasty, the rebellious general was edicted to beg for thieves, but because of the traitorous ministers in the court, he had to be forced to stand on his own, and colluded with the thieves to boycott the court."

"In the 195th year of the Yuan Zhou Dynasty, the emperor died, the crown prince succeeded to the throne, the world rose up, and the imperial regime was crumbling."

There are many more, Ling Feng is like watching a shadow puppet show, countless pictures flash in front of him, although they are all future, but they are so real.

"It's hard to believe unless you see it with your own eyes!"

Putting the book in his arms, Ling Feng said to himself: "Okay, it will be 190 years in half a month, but I want to see if General Fuyuan is really going to be stripped of his military power, if what happens is consistent with the book, then all these things can be believed." ”

Walking out of the lobby, he directly found Ling Zhong: "Uncle Zhong, did my father say anything before he died?" ”

"Your father said that he wants you to enter Beijing as an official and have a good future."

Ling Zhong said.

Official?

Ling Feng's brows shrunk into a ball, he was puzzled by this last words, didn't this contradict the book just now? Since the court has no way, and the world will be in chaos in the near future, what is the use of being a big official?

"You didn't lie to me?"

Ling Feng's gaze froze, staring at Ling Zhong deadly.

Ling Zhong said: "Young master, how dare I lie to you, this is indeed what the old man said on his deathbed, the old slave listened to it sincerely, there will be no falsehood." ”

The two looked at each other for a while, and Ling Feng finally compromised: "Okay, I'll believe you once." ”