When Fulin regained consciousness, he found himself lying on the cold floor tiles. quickly got up and found that the place where he was lying was in front of the Taihe Gate. Although he is still in the palace of the Forbidden City, how can there be so many people in strange costumes around? They came and went, in twos and threes, completely oblivious to his presence. What about eunuchs? What about the palace maids? Why are they all gone?

"Bold! Who are you? Dare to break into the palace? He stood in front of a group of people and asked majestically.

The men giggled, not at all afraid, and scolded back: "Neurotic! Hey, wearing a dragon robe to take pictures, and learning from the emperor's speech, it's really funny. Without looking at him, a group of people walked away.

What's going on? If you know that he is wearing a dragon robe, why is there no fear at all? How has the world changed? Fulin quickly passed through the Taihe Gate, the Taihe Palace, the Qianqing Gate, came to the Qianqing Palace, and then ran to the Kunning Palace, the Yangxin Palace, the Cining Palace, and came to the East and West Sixth Palaces. The more he looked at it, the more panicked he became, this was his home, his palace, and he couldn't be more familiar with everything here. But today, everything here suddenly became so unfamiliar. Everything has changed, everything has changed. These palaces, only the shells of vicissitudes remain, completely lost the soul of the royal family. Those gorgeous facilities, those noble royal families, are all gone. There were people everywhere, and every palace was crowded with visitors, and those who were dressed in strange costumes must not be his kind. Who are they? It was they who plundered his palace, and did the Qing Dynasty fall?

When he finally stayed in the Chengqian Palace, full of doubts, he suddenly heard a young girl holding something to her mouth to introduce the history of the Qing Dynasty. Her voice grew louder through that strange thing. A large crowd surrounded her, listening to her as if she were listening to a book. The girl said: "The most famous concubine who has ever lived in Chengqian Palace is Concubine Dong E, she is the favorite concubine of Emperor Shunzhi of the Qing Dynasty, and she is also a peerless beauty who is excellent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Her love story with Emperor Shunzhi is full of romance and legend. There are many legends about the origin of Concubine Dong E, among which the most widely circulated theory is that Concubine Dong E is the daughter of the Minister of the Interior, who participated in the draft and was pointed out to Shunzhi's younger brother and Prince Shuoxiang Bomu Bogol as Fujin, because of entering the palace to serve the banquet, was favored by Emperor Shunzhi, the two fell in love with each other, Bomu Bogol was humiliated, committed suicide in shame, a month later, Shunzhi was about to enter his brother-in-law into the harem, the first concubine, and soon he was named the imperial concubine, and favored the six palaces......"

Fu Lin stood in the middle of the group of people, quietly listening to the girl's "storytelling". I didn't expect that this love history of mine would be cherished by an irrelevant woman. Who are these people? It's like knowing everything. He couldn't help but follow this group of people and went straight to the Forbidden City again. I heard others call this woman a "tour guide", and this tour guide is very patient to answer all kinds of historical questions raised by tourists. Fu Lin listened to the tour guide's introduction to each palace, which was interspersed with a part of the history of the Qing Dynasty, and carefully read the historical brief introduction of each inscription under the guidance of the tour guide.

Who is Fulin? A genius with extraordinary talents, with a mind beyond ordinary people and the ability to never forget ten lines at a glance, he quickly understood it after listening and watching. After half a day, although my legs were numb, my thinking became clearer and clearer, and the historical context became smoother and smoother. Especially when talking about the Empress Dowager Cixi's calamity to the country and the people, betraying the country to seek glory, so that the Qing Dynasty fell and the Republic of China was established, Fulin was almost angry. I finally have a general understanding of why the Qing Dynasty fell.

In the evening, Fu Lin sat tired under Tiananmen Square, watching the five-star red flag fluttering on the flagpole and looking at the electronic calendar on the clock tower, Fu Lin had completely understood that he had come to the dynasty called the "People's Republic of China" three hundred years later. It's 2010 A.D., the Qing Dynasty has long since perished, he is neither dead nor emperor, is this sad or happy? Although he didn't like to be an emperor since he was a child, when he knew that the Great Qing Dynasty had indeed died, the desolation in his heart was still very painful.

Hungry, Fu Lin heard the sound of his stomach calling, should he sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple, no matter what? Let's find a random inn to eat at first. Fu Lin got up, dragged his tired body, and melted into the bustling flow of people.

With a hungry stomach and curious eyes, he looked around at the world three hundred years later. The house was different, there were high-rise buildings everywhere, and he wondered how he could build a house so high. How do people climb up to it, and they must not die of exhaustion. And the street was not a horse or a horse-drawn carriage, but another kind of carriage that had the same four wheels as the horse-drawn carriage, which loaded people into it and ran much faster than the horse-drawn carriage, and everywhere you could see people getting on and off. At the beginning of the day, the lights are all lit up, and the flickering neon lights decorate the whole city beautifully. It is certain that this is a prosperous dynasty in which the country is rich and the people are strong. Who is their emperor? He must be an incomparably wise Lord who can develop the country to such a point of prosperity. He also saw the words on the advertisements and shop signs, although they were not the same as the words used in the Qing Dynasty, but they were not much different, and he could guess the meaning, and some of the words were still exactly the same. He also saw people patronizing fruit stalls, buying some fruit and paying a few bills. That's probably the currency of this dynasty. Hey, by the way, I don't have any silver on my body, let alone the banknotes used in this dynasty, how will I live next?

Fu Lin has never bothered about money, he became an emperor at the age of six, he has never brought money with him since he was born, he thought about what to do without money for the first time? He's hungry now, very hungry! If you don't have money, how can you buy things to fill your stomach?

He wandered around Wangfujing Street, wandering around, never making up his mind to break into one of the restaurants. After all, he has the blood of the emperor in his body, no matter what, how can he lower that noble head. In the first month, Beijing was freezing cold, he curled up his hands a little shaky, the dragon robe was dirty, and he was haggard, but he still couldn't hide his handsomeness and royal demeanor.

Throughout the day, people passing by him would cast curious glances at him, and occasionally one or two people would come up and ask him, "Are you filming?" He didn't know what filming was, so he just laughed it off.

The night is getting deeper and the people are getting thinner. Fulin was about to faint from hunger. He looked up several times at the small red lantern in front of the restaurant, which was decorated in an antique style and had the characteristics of his dynasty, so he was particularly impressed. The light that comes out of it is full of warmth and seduction. He lingered at the door, and when the shop was finally getting scarce, he made up his mind to go in and break in. Yes, "I was born in the West, so I was born in the emperor's family?" "I have written such a poem, why can't I let go of the honor of the emperor? Didn't you want to become a monk three times or twice? Then it's good to turn it into a fate.

I made up my mind, and was about to move forward with my legs raised, but I stopped again. Think about it: No matter how you say it, you are not a monk and you are not a monk, how can you be regarded as a karma? Death by starvation is a small matter, but loss of festival is a big matter. Knowing that there is no money, how can you deliberately eat white food? It's blackmail. Hey, let yourself starve to death. What is there to fear from death!

Poor Fulin, he didn't even think about going to work to support himself. Any modern person to the point where he is penniless will definitely enter Tianxianglou and directly ask people if they want to hire a waiter, so as to find a job. However, a person who grew up in an imperial family has no sense of working at all, and if there is no one to educate him, he will not want to go there until he dies.

He sat on the stone steps in front of the Tianxiang Building, watching the flow of people blankly. As everyone knows, this scene, from the time Fulin was wandering at the door of the store, all fell into Du Xiaomeng's eyes.

Du Xiaomeng burst into tears, and his thin shoulders twitched violently. She sat down at the table, her hand holding the rag and wiping the table helplessly covered her excited face, tears streaming down her fingers. Didn't expect it! I really didn't expect it! So soon, she was able to reunite with Fulin. Four months have passed, and today is the seventh day of the first lunar month, the day of Shunzhi's death. Then, it must have been a time travel at the time of his death, allowing him to travel to the twenty-first century to reunite with her. So, did he see a total solar eclipse? Is it the effect of a total solar eclipse? O God! Why are you so kind to me? How can a little woman, how can she be?

When she saw Fulin for the first time, she was incredulous and thought she was hallucinating. Until the second look, the third look...... She became more and more sure that this was the person she had been thinking about for a long time. For a moment, she ran a few steps, and she longed to hug him tightly and pour out her thoughts and sufferings every minute and second of every day.

But she suddenly stopped, slumped at the table, covered her face and wept bitterly. He's still him, and she's not her anymore. Reunion again, as if in a lifetime. The soul of the previous life, the face of this life, will he want her? He loves Concubine Dong E, and he unswervingly loves the peerless beauty who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, not Du Xiaomeng, who can only write romance novels. But now she is indeed authentic, from the inside out, she can only be Du Xiaomeng.

He didn't know her, and Du Xiaomeng was a complete stranger to him. With his infatuation with Concubine Dong E, how could he empathize with him? Du Xiaomeng suppressed herself with reason, she didn't cry loudly, and her silent grief was even more heartbreaking. After her heartbreak, she tried her best to wipe away her tears and smile again. Either way, she was still more happy than sad. Fu Lin is not dead, he has crossed, she can see him alive and well, and when he comes to her, this is enough comfort, enough to thank God.

Du Xiaomeng faced the gate, and no one had yet felt her strangeness. Ruan Xiangqin was upstairs to help her father take a bath and wait for him to go to bed, Lin Guozi was busy in the kitchen, and Zhu Zhu hadn't finished her spring break yet, and she wouldn't come back until the day after tomorrow. The business in the store is getting better and better, and there are not enough people, so I have to ask Du Xiaomeng to stop writing and come to the store to help. Ruan Xiangqin plans to recruit a helper after the Spring Festival.

By the way, Du Xiaomeng's eyes suddenly lit up. Maybe you can ask Ruan Xiangqin to hire Fu Lin, so that Fu Lin will have a place to live and can see him every day. Du Xiaomeng didn't plan to tell Fulin who she was, she didn't want Fulin to be reluctant and embarrassed in the slightest, and she didn't want to take advantage of the danger when Fulin needed a place to live, and the feelings she got were not real feelings.

After Du Xiaomeng finally calmed down his emotions, he unfolded a sweet smile and ran to Fulin. She looked at him with her hands on her chest, and she didn't call him until he noticed something was wrong. He raised his head, only to see a sweet, innocent and bookish girl looking at him with a smile, her autumn-like eyes were as clear as water, transparent and crystal as if she did not know anything about the world, innocent and innocent, just a little cunning and a little clever.

"Who are you?" Fulin asked.

"My name is Du Xiaomeng. Your name is Aisin Jueluo. Fulin, right? "She gets straight to the point.

Fulin stood up in surprise: "How do you know?" ”

Du Xiaomeng smiled slyly: "Well, I'll probably be a fortune teller." Actually, you don't care how I know, in short, you have to understand that you have traveled through time and space to three hundred years later, and the Qing Dynasty has long since perished. It's the 21st century, and only I know who you are, and only I can help you. But don't worry, I'm not a bad person. ”

After all, Fu Lin is the Son of Heaven and has seen the world, so he only smiled and said, "Even if you are a bad person, what should you do?" I may not be afraid of you. ”

"Hey, this word 'I' is not allowed to be said again in the future, three hundred years later, there is no emperor anymore, and if you say 'I am dying' again, you will be treated as a psychopath by others."

"Is it right to say 'I'? This one is easy, I will. "The brilliant Blessing understands it.

Du Xiaomeng smiled with satisfaction: "Well, smart." By the way, you must be hungry, I saw you walking around here just now, come in and have a meal, I'm in for a treat, this shop is my family's business. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be the young owner. Then it is better to be respectful than to obey fate. Fu Lin walked in with a dragon step, swaggering his head, and went in without looking back. It's not that he didn't think that this beautiful girl who took the initiative to come to talk to him would be a liar, maybe this is a black shop, and all the poisonous wine and vegetables will be served later, and then he will be robbed of money and killed. But even so, it's better to have a full meal than to be a starving ghost. It's already life and death, and what's so terrible.

Fulin sat down generously. Du Xiaomeng went to the kitchen and instructed Lin Guozi to make a few dishes that Su Rifulin loved to eat.

"It's so late, and there are guests?" Lin Guozi asked casually.

Du Xiaomeng's heart turned into anger: "Yes, yes, you just do it quickly, it's so wordy." ”

"Alright, we'll be serving it right away."

Lin Guozi looked out through the window between the kitchen and the front hall, which was a subconsciously curious move, by the way, to see who the new diners were. Before he could see it clearly, his vision was blocked by Du Xiaomeng's swinging palm.

"What do you see? Let's go stir-fry. ”

Lin Guozi felt that she was a little allergic, but she had always responded to her needs, and she just made a grimace and had no choice but to stir up.

Du Xiaomeng made a big bowl of rice and sent it to Fulin along with a set of chopsticks. She took advantage of the situation to sit next to Fu Lin and made a bowl of rice for him. Then he said, "Wait, the food will come up in a while." ”

Fu Lin smiled slightly, he was not in a hurry to move the chopsticks. Despite his poverty, he still maintained his royal demeanor. This kind of innate temperament cannot be learned by mortals.

Du Xiaomeng looked at him and gradually became obsessed. The sweetheart who has been thinking about it for a long time is close at hand, but it is far away in the sky, so how can people be embarrassed. Her eyes gradually became foggy, which made her look dreamlike, and there was an otherworldly beauty.

Fu Lin noticed her strangeness, and couldn't help but think about it, this look seemed familiar. Who is she?

"Ahem". He coughed lightly.

Du Xiaomeng woke up like a dream. She panicked, "Oh, yes, yes. You must have nowhere to go and no money, right? If you don't mind, I'm hiring someone at this store, you can stay and help...... Help ......" Her head spun quickly, which position was suitable for him, he was an emperor, he was born pampered, and he definitely couldn't do any work, but if he wanted to stay justifiably, he had to do something, it was really nerve-wracking.

"By the way, seeing that your image is not bad, just stay and help as a waiter, just serve the food and clean up the table or something, like the second shopkeeper, okay? Don't underestimate this restaurant, it is busy during the lunch and dinner rush hours, and there are 20 tables at the same time. In addition, you can help with food delivery and leaflets. By the way, just do this, there must be no problem. We'll give you food and lodging, and we'll pay you a salary every month, how about it? ”

Fulin nodded, "Okay." Just do as you say. Anyway, I'm not familiar with the place here, and I don't have a place to go. ”

Du Xiaomeng snickered happily. In the future, you can get along with Fulin day and night. Thank you, my God, so much.

Fu Lin looked at her self-absorbed in a strange way. asked, "By the way, what do you say your name is Du?" ”

Du Xiaomeng came to his senses: "Oh, my name is Du Xiaomeng." The size of the small, dreaming of dreams. In the future, you can just call me Xiaomeng. ”

"Well, Xiaomeng, it's really like its name, and it's really good at daydreaming."

"Hey, what do you say? Don't you think the name is beautiful and dreamy? Hey, that's right," Xiaomeng suddenly thought of another question: "In the future, you can't always call Aixin Jueluo. Blessings, right? You have never liked to be an emperor, and from now on, you will have to start a civilian life in the twenty-first century, which is the life you aspire to. So of course you have to take a civilian name as well. It's called 'Meng Fei', what do you think? ”

"Why is it called Meng Fei? My surname is Aixin Jueluo, why do you want to have the surname Meng? Could it be that our Aixin Jueluo family will not even have a descendant in three hundred years? ”

"However, the surname Aixin Jueluo is too eye-catching, if you are not careful, those scientists must arrest you, an ancient, for dissection and research. Don't be careless. I'm doing this for your own good. Anyway, I'm the first friend you've ever met in the 21st century, and it's not too much to use my name. As for flying, it's flying, you flew from the Qing Dynasty. It's handsome enough. Meng Fei, the name is so good, handsome and modern. I really admire myself so much that I actually came up with such a handsome name. ”

Fulin shook his head, he had never seen such a narcissistic girl.

"How? Just call it that. Just call it that. Du Xiaomeng shook his arm and pleaded.

"Smack!" A plate of "hibiscus prawns" was placed heavily in front of Fulin and Du Xiaomeng. The two looked at the angry Lin Guozi strangely.

Fu Lin stood up in horror, as if he had seen a ghost, stretched out his trembling finger and pointed at Lin Guozi, and squeezed out a name from between his teeth: "Bomu Bogol." ”

Du Xiaomeng was also shocked.