Wang Xiaomeng went to the front hall of the Li Mansion to get wine, and before he arrived in the hall, he heard a burst of noisy talking and laughing, among which the voice of the Ningcheng County Order was relatively large, and he seemed to have taken a fancy to Wang Xiaomeng, of course, he would not say that he would go to rob his son-in-law with Master Li.

The main thing is that he hopes that Wang Xiaomeng can go to this Wuxian County Yali to be a master, firstly, he can get closer to Master Li in this relationship, and secondly, he really can't stand to say that his precious daughter Ning Xiao'er is lying in this Wuxian Yamen all day long, and he can't wait to make a fuss.

Therefore, if Wang Xiaomeng can take over Ning Xiaoer's work, it will be thank God for the Ningcheng County Order, it is not that he has not invited anyone before, but he was beaten by this Ning Xiaoer, and he resigned one by one and went to farm.

Although it is said that the county commander of Wuxian County in this district, whether this can be regarded as an 'official position' in itself is debatable, because, as the county commander of Wuxian County, although they are nominally considered to be in the court, they can be regarded as having an income in this county office, and they are usually more respected.

However, this is not the official title of the Great Song Dynasty, that is to say, if it is the 21st century in which Wang Xiaomeng lived before, this county commander is not even a basic civil servant, this can only be regarded as a temporary worker.

"Okay! It's easy to say! Hahaha, haha!" This Master Li didn't know if he was drunk, and he agreed to the request of Ling Ningcheng, the county of Wuxian County.

Wang Xiaomeng, who walked over, also shook his head and sighed, how could his fate be like duckweed in the wind, casually arranged by others, let Wang Xiaomeng be the master of a county government, is this kind of thing really appropriate?

However, it's not appropriate to say it, what better way can he Wang Xiaomeng say, to say something not very elegant, the current Wang Xiaomeng, in this Li Mansion, he is a fart?

Thinking of this, I don't know why, Wang Xiaomeng was relieved again, because, even if he is a fart, being able to get the attention of others is also a kind of ability.

He took two bottles of wine from the hands of a Li Fu maid who was standing next to him, holding a wooden plate in his hand, and there were several pots of wine on the plate, and shook it slightly, they were all full, and it seemed that they were all wine that he had never drunk, even if he had drunk it, even if it was not wine, in fact, it was horse urine, and he Wang Xiaomeng also admitted it, anyway, he could make up the number.

He was still a little worried about the red-haired old man just now, deliberately sleeping next to him and making fun of him, because Wang Xiaomeng was actually more or less clean in this regard.

Not much to say, Wang Xiaomeng from the front hall, since through the Li Mansion side corridor, back to his own room, the red-haired old man leaned on a mahogany chair, to be honest, Wang Xiaomeng entered the Li Mansion, only to understand what is called the real 'antique', these mahogany furniture, casually to move a few sets to the modern world of the 21st century.

Then, basically, it can be said that Wang Xiaomeng can be regarded as rich.

Of course, these are just nonsense jokes, but if you can really travel back, Wang Xiaomeng is not a fool, why bring these bulky furniture, he was going to go to the jewelry store on the street, to grab all the jewels over there, and then travel back to the 21st century, it is estimated that there are hundreds of millions of treasures such as Chenghua chicken bowl cups, and he does not mean that he casually owns hundreds of them.

"You······ Why are you looking at me like this?" the red-haired old man looked confused.

No matter how powerful he is, he can't say that he knows what Wang Xiaomeng thinks in his heart, let alone that in fact, this strange-looking classmate Wang Xiaomeng actually doesn't belong to the Great Song Dynasty at all, he is a skydiving enthusiast from the 21st century.

"Huh!?"

After Wang Xiaomeng listened to the words of the red-haired old man, he couldn't help but be shocked, and woke up from a trance, he was also a little afraid, I don't know why, recently, in his mind, it seems that some pictures of life in the past in the 21st century will appear more and more, logically speaking, it shouldn't be.

Because, at the beginning, when Wang Xiaomeng crossed into the world of the Northern Song Dynasty, of course, he was still thinking about the life of the 21st century, and he couldn't wait to say that his eyes were closed and opened, this was a dream that came and went, and he woke up from this dream, so Wang Xiaomeng naturally returned to the modern life of the 21st century.

However, the ideal is beautiful, the reality is cruel, probably this repeated thought for about ten days, and then Wang Xiaomeng gave up completely, because people's energy and mind are always limited, and they are too worried about hurting their minds, so Wang Xiaomeng, who originally likes to venture around, simply changed his thinking.

Otherwise, you should think that you will come to this Northern Song Dynasty for free to travel?

"You're distracted again!?Are you thinking I don't exist?" The red-haired old man couldn't bear it anymore, because this Wang Xiaomeng seemed to have just woken up for a second, and then instantly began to fall into a strange state of completely emptying his mind.

"Travel?" Wang Xiaomeng was so frightened by the red-haired old man, and some strange words popped out of his mouth.

"You kid just got married, and you're starting to think about women again? Can you be normal? Give me my wine, thank you!" The red-haired old man took out the wine gourd, and then took the wine jug from Wang Xiaomeng's hand one by one, and then poured the wine in the wine jug into his own gourd.

The room was filled with the smell of wine.

Wang Xiaomeng would murmur in his mouth: "Woman? what······ I'm talking about tourism, and it's not right, where did the word 'tourism' come into existence in the Song Dynasty. ”。

At this moment, Wang Xiaomeng's eyes widened, he didn't know what was going on with his chaotic state now, but the pendant around Wang Xiaomeng's neck inadvertently emitted a faint light.