Wang Baoyu thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to show his face, he quickly figured it out, the man in white didn't know himself, but his own body, what a coincidence, could this body be called Baoyu?

"Still so stunned, it's not a big deal!" Seeing that Wang Baoyu didn't speak, the silver man reprimanded loudly.

Damn, dare to scold me! Wang Baoyu stared at him but still held back, it was obvious that the man in front of him seemed to have a higher status than himself, in ancient times, the hierarchy system was very strict, so it was better not to cause trouble.

Wang Baoyu bent down slightly, pretending to be respectful and asked, "I suffered a heavy blow to the head, and I can't seem to remember anything all of a sudden, and I ask Mr. for advice, what is my surname?" Where did it come from? ”

The man in white leaned forward, squinted for a while, and only then did he see the big bag on Wang Baoyu's head, which looked a little short-sighted, he frowned slightly suspiciously, and said, "The accent is so strange, do you really forget the past?" Or do you trick me? ”

Wang Baoyu shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands and said, "I really don't remember, I hope Mr. will give me some advice, and maybe I can remember some things." ”

The man in white said helplessly: "Your surname is Wang, your father's name is Wang Lian, and I have even a relationship with my father-in-law Huang Chengyan." ”

Damn, I am still called Wang Baoyu, this coincidence is too outrageous, fate really played a big joke with me, and when I crossed over, not only my appearance was the same as before, but even my name was the same.

Wang Baoyu didn't have any interest in his father, who was named Wang Lian, and he was not illiterate and didn't understand anything, so he continued to ask with a respectful face: "Sir, is there a distinction between names and characters, what is my name?" ”

The man in white was obviously a little impatient, glared at Wang Baoyu fiercely, and said, "Your surname is Wang Baoyu, forget your ancestors, and you are not filial!" ”

King Eight! My name is Wang Ba, Wang Baoyu suddenly wanted to cry without tears, is this name clearly scolding? In his own period, men were called Wang Ba, which was the contemptuous name of a daughter-in-law who was cuckolded for stealing people.

"Why do you have such a nasty name?" Wang Baoyu said with a bitter face.

"The name was given by your parents, and it means that Ba has expectations, and maybe your father is concerned about Bashu, so he gave you such a name." The man in white thought slightly.

Wang Baoyu wiped his sweat, he understood that the word in his name was not the number eight, but the Bashu ba, despite this, it was extremely awkward to let people shout out.

"May I ask your name, sir?" Wang Baoyu politely arched his hand and asked again.

This sentence angered the man in white, he stood up suddenly, and sure enough, he was more than 1.8 meters tall, he pointed at Wang Baoyu, and said angrily: "As a companion reading boy, you don't even remember the name of the teacher, you really deserve to be beaten!" ”

After speaking, the man in white turned around and walked over to the bookcase next to him, took out a long wooden ruler, and raised it high at Wang Baoyu.

When Wang Baoyu was thinking about whether to stretch out his left hand or his right hand, the man in white shouted again: "Kneel!" ”

I rub, kneel? The boy has gold under his knees, kneels to heaven and earth, and kneels to his parents, how can there be any reason to kneel for the dead ghost Wang Baoyu before?

"Hey, sir, I,"

"Get down on your knees!" When the man in white saw that Wang Baoyu dared to disobey his orders, he screamed in annoyance.

Wang Baoyu couldn't help it, Lao Tzu is also in his thirties, he should be a few years older than you, why should he kneel down for you? Lao Tzu sees that you are a husband and wife whose life is not harmonious, and you will make evil fire with Lao Tzu!

So Wang Baoyu glared and shouted: "I really don't remember anything, even if you beat me to death, it's the same!" ”

Wang Baoyu's appearance of clenching his fists and staring at his eyes made the man in white also taken aback, in fact, Wang Baoyu regretted it after speaking, in ancient times, the status and status were very strict, if this person was really the master of Wang Baoyu before, so shouting and screaming, maybe people would be hung up and killed or sink into the pond or something, a qiē could happen.

However, the man in white didn't seem to be a hot-tempered person, after thinking about it, the ruler in his hand was still thrown back on the bookcase, quite embarrassed, and a little helpless said: "Even you don't remember to be a teacher, it seems that I really have a false name, alas, it doesn't hurt to say it again, my surname is Zhuge again, my name is Liang, the word Kong Ming, and I am known as Mr. Wolong." ”

"What? You are Zhuge Liang! Wang Baoyu trembled in shock, and the expression on his face was as if he had seen a ghost.

"Why do you have such a strange face? Being a teacher is also a bit talented! Zhuge Liang thought that Wang Baoyu was despising him, and he was so embarrassed that he almost rushed over and beat him again.

Wang Baoyu's surprise naturally has its reasons, there is Zhuge Liang's period, of course, it is the Three Kingdoms period in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, which is the most chaotic and complex society in history.

Another reason for his surprise was that in the 21st century, he knew two people, one named Zhuge Chun, who was an elusive figure, and an old guy named Dai Liang, who had a good relationship with him, and opened a hexagram hall with him, and later Dai Liang lived in seclusion, claiming that he and Zhuge Chun were originally the same person, and the name was pinched and the tail was put together, which was Zhuge Liang.

And Zhuge Liang in front of him has a majestic form and outstanding appearance, and there is no resemblance to the "Zhuge Liang" he knows.

Wang Baoyu naturally didn't dare to be commensurate with the old man, and Zhuge Liang obviously didn't know himself, well, it was the future self, seeing Zhuge Liang's posture of strangling himself, the hero didn't suffer the loss in front of him, and hurriedly said: "Sir, don't be angry, your talent is better than Guan Zhong Leyi, comparable to Jiang Ziya and Zhang Zifang, it's really a blessing to see it today!" Fortunately! Three lives are lucky! ”

Hearing Wang Baoyu say this, Zhuge Liang's face finally showed a little smugness, and his mood became good, and he sat down again, and said happily: "Those who know my heart, Baoyu also!" ”

After escaping a beating, Wang Baoyu asked respectfully: "Mr. Zhuge , my thoughts are intermittent and can't sort it out, how many years is it now?" ”

"A.D.?" Zhuge Liang looked confused, but he didn't ask much, and said: "It is the late spring of the twelfth year of Jian'an. ”

Twelve years of Jian'an? Wang Baoyu pondered, he remembered that it was written in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" that the twelfth year of Jian'an at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty was the era when Liu Bei's son Liu Chan was born.

Although it is a bit far, Wang Baoyu prefers to watch "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and it can almost be said that he is familiar with it, so he has a little bottom in his heart. But he ignored one point, "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is not "Three Kingdoms", nor is it "Book of the Later Han", and the storyline in it does not know how much literary and artistic color has been added, and it is quite far from the real historical trajectory.