86_86438 Holidays, great holidays! You are God’s most merciful invention. When I was reading at 0:00, my phone ran out of battery, and only a fool would recharge it! Don’t bother with official business, thank you. The refrigerator is full of beer and stewed vegetables, and the kitchen is full of them.
Mineral water, instant noodles. Everything is ready, go straight to the computer! In the majestic continent of Warcraft, Zhou Ji started a new round of fighting. The first day, 16 hours; the second day, 18 hours; the third day, 20 hours
.The magical map of Tirisfal Glades became increasingly blurry with my highly short-sighted eyes. Zhou Ji's slightly fat shoulders swayed twice before finally lying down in front of the monitor.
Suddenly someone called him: "Master, wake up, wake up...it's time to get up."
Zhou Ji opened his eyes in confusion, unable to see the colorful flowers, so he closed them again and went back to sleep. Suddenly, he felt his whole body shaking, and he woke up with excitement, and then he wanted to curse, "Who the f*ck is messing with me?", but he couldn't.
He was stunned by the sight before his eyes.
An ancient room, an old woman in ancient costume, and a little girl in ancient costume.
Is this a dream or time travel?
The dream was too real. Zhou Ji broke out in a cold sweat - Damn it! It looks like... time travel? Or a game? Which awesome company developed a simulation game? It's so lifelike. Well, simulation
The game is a simulation game. I don’t know if my friends are here. Zhou Ji silently muttered a few times, "This is a game, this is not time travel, this is a game, this is not time travel." His heart became more and more like a mirror. He won this big prize.
, I'm afraid it's really time travel. And... let's just stay here for a while.
He was still stunned, and the old woman came over with a smile: "Our master is awake. Get up quickly. It's time to go and say hello."
Ye... Ye? Ye!! Ami Tofu, fortunately he is still a man. It would be better to die early and be reincarnated early than to be a woman in ancient times. Zhou Ji thought as he reached out and touched somewhere on his body, confirming that he was a male. He couldn't help but grow.
He breathed a long sigh of relief. Then he realized one thing: there was no demon beast in ancient times. It was too cruel... How can I live like this... I quit, I want to be reincarnated...
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In a daze, I heard confusion in my ears: "Master? Third Master? What's going on..." "How could you be so stupid? Maybe you were hit by something dirty..." "Hurry up and call a doctor..."
He simply closed his eyes and pretended to be faint. Then, he really fell asleep again...
When he woke up again, Zhou Ji found that he was still in ancient times. He couldn't help but resigned himself to his fate and closed his eyes. All kinds of thoughts were rolling around in his mind, making it as chaotic as Iraq. In the next few days, he listened to the leader's instructions on the kang.
The old woman chattered all kinds of things and guessed that this person was probably his wet nurse, and the elementary school girl who looked like a bean sprout next to him was the maid of his mother who had gone there. The wife was very generous and left it to him. Fortunately, there was no need to call anyone else.
Mom. The biological mother of this child is an aunt, who is also the legendary concubine. Damn it, that man was born by the concubine! Thinking of this, Zhou Ji couldn't help but look around: It's similar to a tourist attraction. Although the house is a bit small,
It's still pretty decent. Since the cheap dad can even support his little wife, he must not be a pauper. After all, he is a male grandson, and his family can probably provide him with some education. In ancient times, education was used to divide levels. Then he remembered something
The troublesome thing is that I have finally stopped reading books in the past few years after graduating from college. Do I have to waste my youth in studying again? Ah, I want to be a dude...
Zhou Ji stretched out his hand and took a look. Such tender little paws have never reached the age of enlightenment. He sighed, I can be lazy for at least two years... By the way, how old am I?
After a few days, Zhou Ji recovered a little. He was naturally heartless, and now that he has come and settled down, the sun just comes out of the oven in the morning, and he will be there for the rest of his life. Besides, the Chinese medicine is really unpleasant to drink.
!So I immediately made some fake preparations and pretended to be cute and cute to wet nurse Zhang.
It turns out that he came from a not too complicated family. The key people in the family include the old lady (his grandmother), the eldest master (his father), the eldest wife (his father's eldest wife), and the second master (his father's younger brother).
, the second wife (his father’s younger brother’s wife); his father has two sons, he is the younger, and the older one is married to a daughter-in-law who was born to his father’s first wife. His father also has a daughter, also born to the younger wife.
She is a half-sister. What is strange is that after listening to Mrs. Zhang’s complaint, her second aunt is now in charge. Zhou Ji is also puzzled. Since his father is the boss, why should his aunt be in charge of the house?
Right? And since I have been "sick" these days, no one has even visited me. It is obvious that I have no sense of existence. The original owner thought that he had been cold-blooded by his family and went to complain to the Buddha?
While I was still dazed, I suddenly heard Mrs. Zhang holding her tears and saying something about "back then" and "our Rongguo Mansion". I couldn't help but feel a little familiar. It seemed like... this mansion is very famous? It has left its name in history.
Big family?
As if he had been hit on the head with a stick, Zhou Ji suddenly remembered: Dream of Red Mansions! The Jia family of Rongguo Mansion, where the trees fell down and the hozens scattered, and the birds threw themselves into the forest after eating all the food, used their own disintegration to symbolize the inevitable collapse of feudal society...
In short, the man named Jia either died miserably or lived miserably.
After a while, he asked in a trembling voice: "I have been a little confused these days, and I have forgotten my name. Mother Zhang, do you know?"
Zhang's mother was shocked: "How could I be so confused?" She couldn't help but scolded the quack doctor, "He only gives people money and medicine money."
Zhou Ji nodded and said: "Anyway, I'm still young now, so I won't be in trouble. It's not too late to learn more slowly."
Zhang’s mother hurriedly recited Buddha’s words and said, “That’s right, our father is very smart.” Then she told him, “I heard from my aunt that my formal name is Jia Cong. Although my old lady is illiterate, I think it’s a good name.
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...Sure enough, Zhou Ji closed his eyes in despair: He has black eyebrows and a black mouth, not like a kid studying in a big family. He is not even cannon fodder in the Dream of Red Mansions - the little transparent Jia Cong.
His father was Jia She, an embarrassing man who was sent to live in the garden by his younger brother. His older brother turned out to be the second master Lian who was involved in philandering and was suspected of having an affair with a traitor. He was the one who had his husband killed after just one year of marriage.
Sister. And that Feng Lazi who is very good at causing trouble.
Heaven and earth, I thought I could live as a playboy for decades, but unexpectedly I got a lottery and boarded a ship that was about to sink. The ship was full of pig teammates with all kinds of magical skills.
This dungeon is too difficult...can't beat it without cheats...
For this reason, he languished for a few more days, and Zhang's mother was busy begging for help from doctors to give him Chinese medicine.
Zhou Ji held the dark medicine bowl and smiled bitterly. Forget it, just think of it for the wet nurse. It has been almost half a month since she came to this world, but she is the only one who is sincerely good to him. Besides, the future may not be so bad, this hand of cards
Although he is bad, can he be as bad as Zhu Yuanzhang? After all, he is a son of an official. Besides, it is better to be a son to the villain Jia She than to be a son to the Taoist Jia Zheng.
A sacred smile appeared on Mr. Cong's plump lips: I come, I see, I conquer...