Several carriages approached from the official road ahead, the horses moving forward with brisk steps, and the carriages behind them swayed up and down on the uneven road.

On the carriage at the back, a young man with a pale face came out of it, smiled bitterly at the master who was driving the carriage, and said, "Can Fu Bo slow down a little, my body is about to fall apart." ”

"Zhao Gongzi, no matter how slow it is, you won't be able to go back to Yangzhou today," Fu Bo, who was driving the car, said with a smile, "Besides, this is an official road, and it is already the best road. ”

The boy could only smile bitterly, this kind of road with potholes everywhere can also be called a good road? Even if it is a cement road in later generations, there is no shock absorption, no rubber tires, and it can still make people want to die at high speeds.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fu Bo pursed his lips and said, "You see that the car of the eldest lady in front of you is not running like us, and her fairy-like character is not complaining, you are a big man, don't say it again, otherwise people will laugh at you when they hear it." ”

'What kind of big man, I'm still underage,' the young man sighed as he looked at his thin body, but the eldest lady was only twenty-eight years old, and she was about the same age as herself. Looking up at the gorgeous carriage in front of him, thinking of the stunning girl in the car, the young man's heart couldn't help but throb, but he quickly pressed down, shook his head and walked into the carriage.

When Fauber saw the boy enter the carriage, the reins in his hand couldn't help but loosen slightly, so that the horse's speed slowed down slightly, this young man was picked up on the official road a few days ago, when he fainted on the road, the back of his head was knocked a small hole, a lot of blood flowed, and he was dying.

The young man sat in the bumpy carriage, looking at the scenery flying by the window, but sighed old-fashionedly, he reached out and took out a piece of jade pendant from his arms, this is an extremely rare piece of mutton fat white jade, carved with a five-clawed flying dragon, extremely smart, absolutely from the master's handwriting.

"How can you bring me back?" The young man looked at Yu Pei and muttered, he was originally a collector, with a high level of identification and knowledge, and any cultural relic in his hands could tell its origin and historical connotation, and he was already famous in China in his thirties.

A few days ago, when he was wandering around the antique city, he met a mysterious man who sold him the so-called 'unearthed cultural relics', so he followed the man to a nearby house, and saw a bunch of 'unearthed cultural relics', one of which took a fancy to this piece of jade pendant, but when he picked up this piece of jade, it actually emitted a dazzling light, and the whole room was shrouded in light, and when the light dissipated, the person and the jade pendant disappeared, and only the frightened man was left in the room.

When he woke up, he had already taken the appearance of this young man, he stroked Yu Pei and pondered, he occupied the body of the young man after he was attacked and killed, judging from the wounds, the person who attacked him at that time used a stick instead of a sword, and did not take any of his belongings, the murderer should not be a bandit, but to take revenge on himself.

Thinking of this, he looked at the cage placed in the corner of the carriage, (the kind carried by Leslie Cheung in 'A Chinese Ghost Story')

Take out a painting and a ceramic jar, open the painting, there is a hill in the distance, you can see all kinds of flowers planted everywhere, among which there is a pink and purple peony nearby, a girl in pink holding a book in one hand, the other hand gently caress the blooming flowers, with a happy smile on her face, the whole painting is realistic and smart, looking at it as if you can hear the girl's silver bell-like laughter.

The young man bitterly rolled up the painting, put it in the cage, and whispered to himself to the ceramic jar, "Since I have taken possession of your son's body and used his name, then I will help you fulfill your last wish." ”

This painting and this jade pendant are proof of his identity, the deity's name is Zhao Wuregret, and he came to Jiangnan from the Central Plains to find his father who had never met, and he had to rely on these two things.

Holding this magical jade pendant, Zhao Wuregret couldn't figure out how it could appear in that place in Huaxia, because judging from the information compiled in the past two days, these should be two different planes.

History changed in the Tang Dynasty, Wu Zetian wanted to reign in the world, Li Jingye raised troops under the pretext of saving and restoring the throne of King Luling, but he was not strangled as in history, but occupied Jiangnan and ruled with the imperial court.

Encouraged by the success of Li Jingye's rebellion, Li Tang's supporters and many ambitious people began one after another to oppose the great cause of martial arts, and the splendid country was shattered, hundreds of years have passed, I don't know how many dynasties have changed, and now there are the 'Liang State' that occupies the Central Plains, the 'Han State' that occupies Sichuan and Shu, and the 'Wu State' that occupies the entire south of the Yangtze River and the Huai River region.

In addition, there are other foreign countries such as the 'Western Xia' founded by the Dangxiang ethnic group and the 'Great Liao' founded by the Khitan ethnic group.

If you can't think about it, you just don't think about it, leaning on the wall of the carriage and closing your eyes to recuperate, or the original solid, who has not healed from her injury, sleeps unconsciously in the shaking carriage.

"Zhao Gongzi, I'm already home, wake up." Fu Bo woke Zhao Wuregret from his sleep.

Stepping down from the carriage, looking up, the sky had darkened, the carriages in front of them were parked in the courtyard, and several housekeepers were moving something down from above, looking around, but they didn't see the gorgeous carriage that the eldest lady was riding, thinking that it was impossible for her to be crowded with these people.

After eating the dinner that was served, it was already completely dark, and when he walked out of the door, he saw a lantern hanging in the corridor, on which he painted landscape paintings, which were delicate and exquisite. And each lantern has the word 'forest' written on it

Zhao Wuregret saw that there was no one around, and it was not easy for him to wander around as a guest, so he had to go back to his room and lie on the bed in a daze.

The eldest lady of the Lin family saved herself, but she couldn't force herself in her house for this reason, thinking of the stunning figure that she saw at first sight, Zhao Wuregret's heart throbbed again, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly, this is what she used to be a collector in her previous life, and the beautiful things in the world always want to be in her arms, for fear that other people will not know how to cherish them.

The reason why I didn't get anything in my previous life was because I also wanted that and that, and because my parents had passed away a long time ago, no one urged me, so I didn't get married in my thirties.

Maybe there is only one person in the world who will shed a few tears for his disappearance, right? It's a pity......

Zhao Wuregret found that there were really not many things that could make him remember in his previous life, maybe it was a good choice to change his identity and start a new life in a different world.

The next day, a maid came to serve Zhao Wuregret to wash, and after eating breakfast, a middle-aged man with a goatee and white fat came to the door, and saw Zhao Wuregret saluting and said, "The little one has seen Zhao Gongzi." ”

Zhao Wuregret stood up and bowed back, "Dare to ask what the foot is?"

The man turned sideways and said with a smile, "The younger one is Lin Tai, the second steward of the Lin Mansion, and he deserves a big gift from the son, is the son still used to it?" If you need anything, please feel free to ask the small ones. ”

Zhao Wuregret said with a smile, "Then thank you Steward Lin, please come in and sit." ”

"No, the head of the family happened to be at home today, and I want to invite my son to the living room to see him, I don't know if it's convenient for my son?"

Lin Tai respectfully led the way in front, the two of them passed through several corridors, came to a garden, only to see the flower plate surrounding, purple and red, the fragrance of flowers overflowing, there are rockeries and green trees in the middle, one step at a time, in the center of the garden is a large lake, a curved wooden bridge leads to the center of the lake, there is a small pavilion, beautiful shape, reflecting in the water, constantly changing in the rippling blue water, the whole garden constitutes a vivid and fresh, beautiful and moving picture.

Zhao Wuregret showed an approving look on his face, as a well-known collector, he has a deep study of Chinese classical culture, and has been to many gardens and palaces, but the scenic spots that have been changed beyond recognition in later generations naturally cannot be compared with this antique and original taste.

Lin Tai, who was leading the way on the side, was going to explain it to Zhao Wuregret when he showed a surprised gaze, but when he saw his look of appreciation but not amazement, he swallowed the words very wisely and stopped making axes.

Crossing the wooden bridge and coming to the small pavilion, Lin Tai stopped and said respectfully, "Young Master, Zhao Gongzi has arrived." ”

As soon as the words fell, a man in a thick blue coat walked out of the pavilion, about twenty people came, with a faint smile on his face, gentle and elegant, which made people feel good when they saw it.

Seeing this person come out, Lin Tai bowed to the two and then retreated.

"But Brother Zhao in person? In Xia Lin Zichang, Xi is the head of the Lin family. ”

"It turned out to be Brother Lin, who has no regrets in Xia Zhao, and he has been bothered these days."

"Brother Zhao, where are you talking, it's just a gesture, Brother Zhao, please." After Lin Zichang finished speaking, he invited Zhao Wuregret and said.

"Brother Lin, please first."

The two of them entered the pavilion and sat down, Lin Zichang made tea with his own hands, Zhao Wuregret looked around, and saw that the pavilion was twenty square sizes, in addition to the coffee table they had here, there was a large desk in the middle, on which were placed the four treasures of the study, and then there was a small table, with a Yaoqin on it, and a small incense burner next to it, there was a faint tobacco rising inside, a light and elegant aroma was permeating, and the pavilion was hung with a light cyan transparent thick cloth, and the beautiful scenery outside could be seen inside. And the outside can't see the inside.

A pot of tea was cooked quickly, and Zhao Wuregret had no love for this kind of boiled tea with various spices, but it was difficult to refuse, so he could only pick up the cup and give it a meaning.

"Brother Zhao is here to participate in next year's Spring Festival?" Lin Zichang asked softly.