Dayu Dynasty.

Xiang Jing.

Zheng Guogong Mansion.

"Secretary of the Ministry of Rites, Lord Wang Sheng is here!"

"Marquis Anyuan has arrived!"

"Master Yutianjian Jijiu is here!"

In the golden autumn of September, the majestic Zheng Guogong Mansion was still in full swing at sunset, and loud chants continued to sound at the gate with two mighty stone lions.

The two stone statues of the town house at the entrance are usually majestic and solemn, but at this time they look a bit festive, because the red embroidery group on their necks represents a red event, and the plaque on the main entrance also has the same red color.

The house is even more festive and warm.

This is the day when the young master of Zheng Guogong’s family is crowned and married at the same time. In the morning, even the Queen Mother sent someone to come and personally bestow the name of the young master Zhao. It’s ridiculous that the tiger father and dog son can’t even accept an imperial edict.

I couldn't help being knocked unconscious on the spot.

…

"Doctor Wang, is there nothing serious wrong with my son? When will he wake up? The time to welcome the bride is coming soon, so there is no time to delay!"

While Zhao Cuo was in a daze, he vaguely heard an anxious female voice with choked sobs, which felt inexplicably familiar.

"Don't worry, madam. The young master just fainted due to shock and should wake up soon."

A kind and respectful voice sounded.

"This useless thing!"

A rich middle-aged male voice boomed in the room, with obvious anger, making Zhao Cuo, who was still confused at first, suddenly wake up.

"The Empress Dowager personally bestowed the gift of words. What a great favor is this? This piece of trash can even pass out even with a decree. There are so many guests today, how can I, the Zhao family, save their face?"

"Is this my fault? My empress is so accomplished. She deliberately made things difficult for her. How can I resist? He is only at the first level of Taoism."

The female voice with a crying tone complained in a somewhat dissatisfied voice.

"Be careful!"

The energetic male voice echoed again, this time his tone was not only angry, but also tinged with a hint of fear.

"Thunder, rain, and dew are all divine grace! Don't criticize me here!"

"yes……"

Hearing this, the beautiful woman pursed her lips and did not dare to say more. Doctor Wang also lowered his head consciously, indicating that he heard nothing.

"uh-huh?"

Zhao Cuo listened inexplicably for a long time, feeling dizzy, and tried his best to open his heavy eyelids.

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The first thing you see is an antique conservatory with carved beams and embroidered doors.

With his brain gradually able to think normally, Zhao Cuo knew that he was lying on the bed. Looking at the three people wearing fine clothes beside the bed who looked like they had walked out of a movie screen, he suddenly raised his hand to cover his painful forehead.

Eyes gradually widen!

"Wrong!"

The beautiful woman in crimson palace dress at the edge of the bed was the first to notice that he had opened his eyes. She leaned over and held his hand with surprise and sadness on her face, and said eagerly:

"You're awake now. Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Let Dr. Wang take a look at you again."

Zhao Cuo, however, turned a deaf ear to the beautiful woman's words, with a dazed look on his face, trying hard to accept the expanding flow of information in his mind.

In the Dayu Dynasty, he was the eldest son of the Duke of Zheng. Is his surname Zhao a typo? In my memory, this word was given by the Queen Mother during the coronation ceremony this morning, and it seems that his wedding is being held now?

Time travel?

"Doctor Wang, why does my son seem to have lost his soul? Didn't he say he was fine?"

Seeing that Zhao Cuo could not come to his senses for a long time, the Duke's wife nervously looked at the old man with white beard and hair beside her, and asked in a panic.

"Ahem!"

After barely clarifying the current situation, Zhao Cuo breathed a long sigh of relief and imitated the tone of his predecessor in memory and said:

"I'm fine. Nothing will happen in the bridal chamber tonight. I'm sorry for you, mother."

After forcing himself to accept the fact of time travel, he quickly calmed down. Apart from worrying about the future of the Linqing lion cat at home, he didn't have many regrets in his heart. Anyway, he was alone before.

"You kid!"

When the Duke's wife heard that he opened his mouth, it was the bridal chamber, and she couldn't help rolling her eyes beautifully, but she also felt relieved.

"Quickly change your clothes when you wake up! The wedding team is already waiting outside the house. I'll settle the score with you tomorrow."

Zhao Gan, Duke of Zheng, had a calm and handsome face that had been baptized by wind and frost. He looked at his son with squinted eyes for a few times, then snorted coldly and walked away as if to confirm something.

"Since the young master is fine, I will retire now. I wish the wife a happy family."

"reward!"

The Duke's wife Su Jinnian waved her hand grandly. After the doctor retreated, she turned her eyes to Zhao Cuo in front of her. Her eyes had become heavy and she squeezed his hand tightly.

"You must not have any grudges against the Queen Mother about what happened today, and you must not have those thoughts in your heart."

When she thought of the disrespectful words she had just said to her empress, she felt frightened. That was not someone the Zhao family could offend.

"clear……"

Zhao Cuo rubbed his forehead, which was still a little swollen. From the memories he inherited and the conversation he just heard, he probably already knew what kind of role the Queen Mother was. If he wanted to find someone to benchmark against in the history he was familiar with, then

There are only Empress Lu and Wu Zetian.

"Although the empress is strict, the word she chose for you is still excellent. There is no blame for it."

When Su Jinnian said this, he showed a satisfied smile again.

"Being blameless means not making mistakes. I have high hopes for you, my dear wife, and you will do well in the future to repay the divine grace."

"yes……"

When Zhao Cuo thought about the current situation of the Yu Dynasty and the dangers faced by practitioners of various systems, he felt that his mother was right. What could he do without a backer? It was a very wise choice to hug the thick thigh of the Queen Mother.

"Let's not talk about these things anymore. Today is your wedding day. My mother has been waiting for this day for eighteen years."

Su Jinnian's soft face showed a smile, patted his hand, and then stood up.

"Here comes someone."

As she said this, she turned around and walked outside the house.

"Serve the young master to change his clothes."

As the voice fell, several delicate-looking maids walked in carrying bright red wedding clothes. Zhao Cuo, who gradually merged with the memory of his predecessor, naturally would not refuse, enjoying the service with a little discomfort, secretly lamenting the ugliness of feudal society.

'Nowadays, the senior time travelers are more and more stubborn. Is it too high-profile for me to marry the most beautiful woman in the capital when I first arrive? Is this okay?'

Zhao Cuo was thinking wildly.

"By the way, why hasn't the account arrived in my system?"

Such an idea suddenly popped into his mind, and then his pupils shrank, and he felt that the world was spinning in front of his eyes. When he came back to his senses, he was already in a grand and cold lobby, and there was a picture stained with blood in front of him.

desk case.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived at a place that looked like an ancient torture hall. Since he had suffered too many shocks today, he did not lose his composure too much.

The main reason is that he can feel that his body is still being served and dressed in wedding clothes, and it seems that he can leave here as long as he thinks about it. This is what keeps him calm.

"Is this lobby brought by my time travel? Why is the painting style a bit wrong? It's more like a product of this world."

Zhao Cuo muttered in his heart, then subconsciously turned around and looked. There was a big blood-red word "Xing" on the simple dark gray wall!

"The lobby of the Criminal Department?"

If it weren't for the fact that there were no relevant memories in his predecessor's memory, he would have suspected that this lobby was an heirloom of Zheng Guogong's mansion. After all, his Zhao family has guarded Suo Yao City for generations and controlled the Dayu Execution Department. His father, Zheng Guogong Zhao Gan, is

The current chief is equivalent to the top officer of the modern public security department.

"Eh?"

He turned his attention to the stone table in front of him that was stained with decayed blood. It was empty and a brocade book suddenly appeared in the middle. It was rolled up and placed, with "torture order" written on the side facing upward.

Frowning slightly, Zhao Cuo reached out to pick it up, spread it out gently and looked at it.

Young Master Zhao's expression quickly solidified.

"This is……"

The first thing that catches the eye is the portrait of a woman. She has waist-length hair and is wearing a simple and elegant white dress. Her face is as soft and beautiful as the moon dotted on the dark night curtain, and her temperament is cold. He knows this person!

Xia Bailuan can’t be wrong! He is going to marry the most beautiful woman in the capital today!

Looking down, there are still a few lines of writing.

[Xia Bailuan, the demon clan is a mastermind and needs to be captured and tortured immediately!

Note: Those who are not of my race must have different minds. Everyone will find the demons and kill them!
Chapter completed!