Chapter 1: The Loser

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Li Changkong looked at the sunset on the horizon, and then looked at the title deed on the table, a little melancholy.

Today is already the second day that he crossed over, and his identity is very good, the prince of the Marquis of Wuling of the Great Qian Dynasty.

The Daqian dynasty has not appeared in Chinese history, so it is probably in a parallel world.

Originally, Li Changkong was not panicked at all about the crossing.

In his previous life, he graduated as a graduate student majoring in archaeology, although he was unemployed after graduation, and he couldn't find a bullshit job.

But this profession is placed on the traverser, and that is the trump card major.

With the various historical culture and postmodern knowledge that he is familiar with, is it not easy to survive in such a parallel world?

What's more, the Daqian Dynasty is located directly east of the mainland, surrounded by mountains and rivers, the border terrain is dangerous, and the national strength is also strong.

As long as the rulers of the dynasty do not mess around, there will be no danger of national destruction for at least a few decades.

Over the years, although the Marquis of Wuling Mansion has been relatively downtrodden, it is not as good as other marquises, and even less than the more noble counts.

But no matter what, the title of this marquis is here.

Li Changkong is still the son of the world, and after a hundred years of his father Li Zhufeng, he will not starve to death by relying on such a title.

No matter how you look at it, it can be regarded as a golden start.

But the original body is not a thing!

Known as the first cadre of the Great Cadres, he is also a sick seedling and a loser.

Over the years, relying on the doting of the Marquis of Wuling, he can be described as doing evil in Qiandu, doing all kinds of evil, and his reputation is extremely bad!

The money in the house is even more scattered, and people call it the boy who scatters money.

The most hateful thing is that on the day he crossed over, the original body was coaxed by the capital city and spent a full 50,000 taels of silver to buy a large piece of uninhabited land in Xishan.

Li Changkong deliberately studied the exchange rate of Daqian and found that one tael of silver was about equivalent to the purchasing power of 700 yuan in later generations.

What is the concept of 50,000 taels of silver?

Thirty-five million!

With so much money, Li Changkong had never seen it in his previous life, and he was defeated by this loser's kung fu in the blink of an eye.

The name of the first loser of this big cadre is really well deserved.

The most important thing is that 50,000 taels of silver can only be taken out by those prominent marquis mansions who are in the sky.

The Marquis of Wuling's Mansion has fallen into despair, how can he take out so much silver?

Therefore, the original body was still in the money store, that is, the usury institution of Daqian, and borrowed a full 20,000 taels of silver.

In other words, in just one day, the Marquis of Wuling went from having a small asset to going bankrupt, and owed a full 20,000 taels of silver!

And after the original body came to his senses, he realized how big Lou Zi he had stabbed, plus he was already in poor health and suffered from brain disease.

All of a sudden, he was angry and attacked, and the old disease flared up, and he drove the crane west.

Leave a pile of messes for Li Changkong who crossed over.

Li Changkong was so angry that his liver hurt, he didn't take advantage of what benefits he had crossed over, but he was directly in debt, who is going to reason with this?

Li Changkong also wanted to do something to get out of the predicament, but time waits for no one!

Today is the day when Li Zhufeng, that is, his father, returned to the Qiandu from the southern border to report on his work.

In other words, at this moment, his unsuspecting father is on his way back.

It's just a blessing or a curse, and it can't be avoided.

In such a short period of time, where do you want me to find the more than 50,000 taels of silver to fill this hole?

I can only say it truthfully.

"Young master, the master has arrived at the door, do we have to go and greet him?" The one who spoke was Li Changkong's personal servant, named Zhen Jian.

I don't know if it's because the name is not good, Li Changkong always thinks that he is cheap.

With the personal maid, can the personal maid be far away?

Originally, there was also one, but there was no money, and the money was reckless to collect debts, so I could only dismiss and save expenses.

As for why he didn't dismiss Zhen Jian's ......, it was probably because this guy could only sell it for three catties of pork at most, and he wouldn't save much silver taels if he was dismissed, so it was better to keep it.

On weekdays, Li Changkong, who is a gentleman, will never go to welcome Li Zhufeng back home.

But Zhen Jian felt that the young master had such a big disaster this time, if he didn't pick up the master, I was afraid that it would be a big disaster.

Li Changkong himself felt the same way, so he slipped up and said directly: "Lead the way ahead, delay my reunion with my father, can you afford it?" ”

When Zhen Jian heard this, he suddenly felt that the young master's acting skills were really good.

……

Not long after, the people of the Wuling Marquis Mansion led by Li Changkong set off firecrackers in front of the mansion to welcome Li Zhufeng back to the mansion.

Li Zhufeng is a heroic man dressed as a military attaché, now in his forties, with a murderous face.

As soon as he got off the horse, he saw that his son was standing in front of the gate of the mansion with his subordinates to greet him, and he was relieved that he had not rushed to the front line in vain.

"Changfeng, you are sensible, you know that you have gone out to meet your father." Li Zhufeng was quite emotional, just came down from the battlefield, and with murderous eyes, when he touched his son, he couldn't help but soften a little.

"Dad, just come back." Li Changkong suddenly felt a strong father's love, raised his eyes to look at the stranger in front of him, and was also a little touched.

The next moment, however, he became nervous.

I saw Li Zhufeng looking around, showing a suspicious look, and said, "Why does it seem that there are a lot fewer people in the mansion?" ”

"Ahem, Dad, we can't compare to those high-ranking families in our house, we have been stretched thin all these years, so we have to save some and reduce expenses."

When Li Zhufeng heard this, he was immediately relieved, and laughed: "Okay! My son knows how to be thrifty and thrifty! In the future, who will dare to say that my son is a gentleman! ”

Hearing this, the servants of the Marquis of Wuling Mansion looked at each other, and Steward Yang was even more eager to bury his face in the ground.

When he entered the house, the feeling that something was wrong in Li Zhufeng's heart became even stronger.

Pointing to the two holes in the yard, he said, "I remember that there were originally two sandalwood trees planted here, why are they gone?" ”

"Alas, Dad, I have to talk about you, our family has been depressed all these years, and you are still spending so much."

"What's so good about that sandalwood, it's expensive and useless, raise it for nothing, I sold it to subsidize the family."

Li Zhufeng gradually realized that something was wrong, but he still insisted on saying, "My son... It's really a thrifty housekeeper. ”

When I walked into the main hall, the feeling that something was wrong came back to me.

Originally, on the walls of the main hall, there were some poems and calligraphy and paintings.

Although he Li Zhufeng is a martial artist, he also likes to be a vassal and a little elegant.

But now, it's all gone! Only bare walls remain.

The long table and round chairs made of golden silk nan were also gone.

Instead, there are low square tables, and some... Bench.

His tall figure, sitting on the bench and accompanied by the low square table, really looked a little funny.

The corners of Li Zhufeng's mouth twitched, and without waiting for Li Changkong to speak, he ran directly to his study.

Compared to the main hall, there are more valuable objects in the study.

The best inkstone, the wolf's pen, Huanghuali's pen holder, pen holder, and pen wash are all gone, leaving only a mediocre square table, just standing there, it looks extraordinary... Glare.

Where is this dignified Wuling Marquis Mansion, it is almost the same as a poor family in the countryside!

"Dad, I have to talk about you again, you said that you are a military attaché, what do you always do on weekdays?"

"Which of these inkstones doesn't cost money? As a result, you buy it and don't use it. ”

"Your son and I are diligent and thrifty, and I can't see you spoiling good things like this, so I sell them all."

Li Changkong was still talking to himself, but he didn't know that Li Zhufeng was already angry, his forehead was bruised, and he slapped it on the table. 、

Bang!

The table couldn't withstand this powerful and heavy palm...... collapsed.

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