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Yang Xiaoyu is very satisfied with everything now, except for the pictures of his past life that flash in his mind from time to time to make him nostalgic, everything else is not bad.

In this era of the supremacy of imperial power, he was lucky to travel to a family of eunuchs, and he didn't have to worry about three meals a day.

It all came from his father, Yang Yong, the commander of the Zhejiang Capital Division of the Ming Dynasty, who was a second-grade official.

At this time, it was the last year of Wanli, in September, Zhu Youxiao was the primary emperor, and the court was busy in a mess, and he had no time to take care of other places.

As Yang Yong's only son, Yang Xiaoyu has been clothed and fed since he was a child, and he has lived a life of stretching out his hands and opening his mouth with food.

Just some time ago, sixteen-year-old Yang Xiaoyu secretly ran to the street to hang out, fighting with several ruffians for a trivial matter, Yang Xiaoyu, who had never practiced martial arts, started to be inferior to the ruffians, and was knocked unconscious to the ground in three or two clicks.

It was also at this time that Yang Yu of the 21st century crossed over and became Yang Xiaoyu, the son of Yang Yong.

Coming to this era, Yang Xiaoyu was neither unhappy nor too disappointed!

In his previous life, he was abandoned by his parents, lived in an orphanage since he was a child, and learned a physiognomy with an old man.

Under an accidental drunkenness, he told his friend's life all the blessings and misfortunes, and taught his friend how to resolve the future disaster.

When he came to the Ming Dynasty, Yang Xiaoyu didn't have much loss, anyway, he was alone, and it was the same everywhere.

After waking up, Yang Xiaoyu accepted the memories in his body, and learned that he was a second-generation official, so he enjoyed it with peace of mind.

Eat, drink and be merry every day!

Yang Xiaoyu is okay, compared to his ordinary face in his previous life, it is much stronger, his fair complexion sets off his resolute face, and his dark and deep eyes are bright.

The first year of the Apocalypse.

Early February!

Yang Xiaoyu sat in the courtyard, humming an unknown song, with a smug look on his face.

Just now, Daddy Cheap allowed him to go out for a while.

For him, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to go out on the streets, and staying in the palatial mansion all the time, he felt bored all over his body, and his whole body was indescribably depressed.

Although the economy of the Ming Dynasty is not developed, Zhejiang is a rich place since ancient times, and his cheap father's seat is located in Hangzhou.

Hangzhou is a prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River, since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, after the construction of the generation of officials, it has become the premier state capital in the south of the Yangtze River.

It has been half a year since he crossed over, and the number of times he went out shopping was only four times, and each time he went out for no more than two hours, which was very painful for him who likes to show people, after all, the faces of the people in Yang's mansion have been looked at by him dozens of times, and they are still like that.

Under the service of the maid, Yang Xiaoyu freshened up and dressed up, changed into new clothes, and was indescribably handsome.

"Young master, the carriage is ready!"

A man of five big and three thick, more than eight feet tall, with a hint of a smile on his black and red face, walked with a huge head, and said with a smile.

This man's name is Wang Chong, and he is the general of the Yang Mansion, who is responsible for protecting his safety.

Yang Xiaoyu turned around and glanced at Wang Chong, and saw that there was a faint cyan color in the middle of his life palace, which was a sign that something was about to happen, and the migrating palace was not looking good and could not travel!

"Wang Chong, today you stay in the mansion, and Young Master Ben goes out alone." Yang Xiaoyu frowned, and said with a long sigh.

Wang Chong's face disagreed, the young master's safety was instructed by the commander, and there must be no mistakes, and said: "Wherever the young master goes, he will follow him wherever he goes, and he will never leave the young master half a step." ”

The art of contemplating physiognomy is contrary to the way of heaven, and the physiognomy he sees must not be said to Wang Chong, otherwise it will cause natural disasters, just like his previous life, thinking that God is just a deaf ornament, and as a result, he will incur a catastrophe through the Ming Dynasty.

Wang Chong's head is round and broad, and he is blessed with many longevity.

After being in the Yang Mansion for so long, he didn't know how many times he had shown Wang Chong's face, and every time he looked at it, his face was very good, no different from ordinary people, at most, it was just a little black gas in the Palace of Wealth and Silk, and he lost some money, after all, this fool often went to the fireworks and wine alley, and it was common to break money.

Today is different, Wang Chong's life palace between his eyebrows is cyan, which is obviously a very dangerous thing to happen, and the migration palace has an obscure complexion, which is not conducive to going out for a parade.

Yang Xiaoyu said again: "Wang Chong, Young Master Ben sees that you have been very tired recently, so don't go, stay in the mansion and rest." ”

"Young master, this matter is not good, I am ordered to protect the young master, how can I let the young master go to the street alone" Wang Chong shook his head and said with a firm face.

When Yang Xiaoyu saw Wang Chong's face, he knew that it would be useless to say anything, so he thought for a moment and said, "Okay, you go out with me, but everything has to be listened to me." ”

"Yes, young master!" Wang Chong nodded excitedly.

Yang Xiaoyu sighed and took Wang Chong to the outside of the mansion.

In front of the Yang Mansion, more than 20 sergeants surrounded the carriage, looking cautious.

In this regard, Yang Xiaoyu can't help it, after this body was beaten by those ruffians once, Yang Yong not only limited the number of times he went out, but also had a group of sergeants protect him every time he traveled.

But it's okay like this, he traveled to the Ming Dynasty in the province, and was killed before he married a wife and had children!

Yang Xiaoyu got into the carriage and urged Wang Chong to leave quickly, the two hours of the province had arrived, and he hadn't visited a few places yet.

The first few times he came out, he had only been to some places such as theaters, hotels, grocery stores, etc., and had not yet been to the famous West Lake.

Today's wind and sun are beautiful, just right to see the scenery, Yang Xiaoyu made a decision in his heart, pulled the curtain and said to Wang Chong: "Go to the West Lake for a walk!" ”

"Young master, the West Lake is still more than thirty miles away from here, and it will take several hours to come and go, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back within the time specified by the master." Wang Chong rode on the horse and said a little worriedly.

What's going on? Yang Xiaoyu touched his head, closed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment in his heart, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, go and come back after a look, you won't miss the hour." ”

"Yes!" Hearing Yang Xiaoyu's assurance, Wang Chong smiled slightly and replied.

The carriage moved slowly, Yang Xiaoyu, who was sitting in the car, looked at the scenery outside the car from time to time, and all he saw from Yang's mansion was remote alleys, towering trees, wooden houses, and nothing else.

It must have been Wang Chong's safety that ordered the groom to go to a remote and uninhabited place to avoid being attacked.

It's no wonder that Yang Yong's official name is not very good in Zhejiang, on the contrary, it is very bad, as far as he knows, there are military salaries, framing colleagues, disregarding people's lives, etc., in Hangzhou, I don't know how many people want Yang Yong's head.

Yang Yong is not a fool, he knows that he has done too many bad things, and there are even more enemies, so every time he goes out, there are hundreds of sergeants accompanying him to protect him, and it is difficult for ordinary people to have a chance to start.

If he can't kill Yang Yong, someone will naturally come to kill Yang Xiaoyu, which is why Yang Yong doesn't allow him to go out casually.

The carriage drove slowly on the desolate streets, and after more than an hour, it left the city gate of Hangzhou and came to the edge of the West Lake.

Wang Chong turned over and dismounted and said with a smile: "Young Master, it's time to the West Lake!" ”

Yang Xiaoyu jumped out of the carriage and looked at the so-called West Lake with a look of disbelief.

In his previous life, he went to the West Lake, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, tourists are shoulder to shoulder, people are crowded, and the rivers are endless.

Now there are no tourists in front of him, and there are only a few people in the whole West Lake, and these people are not here to visit the scenery, they are gathering together to squat by the lake and fish.

"There is heaven above, and there is Suzhou and Hangzhou below!" He had heard this sentence countless times in his previous life, and whenever his friends mentioned where to travel, there were always people who said to go to West Lake to play.

Today's West Lake, in Yang Xiaoyu's view, is completely a barren mountain and wild scene, a pavilion in front of him, hundreds of meters outside the pavilion, is the so-called West Lake, except that the water looks clearer than the West Lake in the previous life, the other scenery is compared with the previous life, a sky, an underground, can not be compared at all.

Wang Chong saw Yang Xiaoyu's doubts, and said: "Young master, every June and July, Hangzhou literati and ink writers will drink and enjoy the scenery here, when the flowers are in full bloom, the fragrance of flowers permeates the surroundings, and there are more sons and young ladies who come to try their literary talents, and it is still early in June and July, so no one comes to the West Lake to see the scenery." ”

"Then why didn't you say it earlier? I came all the way to see such a broken mountain, a big lake, and that broken pavilion! Yang Xiaoyu's eyes rolled and said angrily.

Wang Chong didn't dare to talk back, smiled innocently, and said, "Young master, since you're here, I'll accompany you to go around?" ”

If it comes, it will be safe!

"Okay, go around!" Yang Xiaoyu saw the four people fishing in front of him and smiled.

It's really strange that these four people are fishing separately, but they are in a pile, don't they know that the more people, the more difficult it is to catch fish?

Yang Xiaoyu took Wang Chong, bypassed the pavilion, walked behind the four people, and asked, "Can you hang the fish when you stay together?" ”

The four of them did not answer, nor did they turn around, which made Yang Xiaoyu secretly angry, these fishing tempers are quite big, they ignore the questioning, and they don't even have the most basic etiquette.

Judging from the backs of the four people, it doesn't look like an old man, but it looks like a man, one of them is thin and small, wearing a black dress, and when viewed from behind, it looks like a woman.

Yang Xiaoyu was puzzled for a moment, but he didn't think much about it, and continued to walk forward with Wang Chong.