Ming dynasty grand dude

The Great Dude of the Ming Dynasty Author: Greedy Wolf Sitting Alone

brief introduction:

"Miss, look quickly! That son is so handsome~!" "Where is it?! Oh, he is so handsome! But I don't know who the son is, and whether he was married..."

Zhang Lun pouted, I am not only handsome but also very talented!I don't bother to tell you.It was so easy for the whiteboard to get to the large size of the high-level magic costume, and Zhang Lun was also very angry when he was thrown to the Ming Dynasty whiteboard for retraining.

His turbulent temperament made him unable to sit still, and finally turned Daming into a world that he didn't know where he would go...

Chapter 1

"Alas..." In the sunset of the capital, a young man sat lonely on the glazed roof of the British government.

The young man looked about thirteen or fourteen years old. He wore a crescent-white silk gown, with gold silk wrapped around his waist and a jade animal head around his waist.

Even though he is sitting, he looks tall and straight, as if he was born out of the world.

On the plump and tender goose egg noodles of the juvenile three courts, there is a very special pair of peach blossoms and red phoenixes that are quite attractive.

This made the young man's eyes look like waves like water when he looked at people.Even if you just take a look at it, it's as if you want to talk to you.

On the contrary, those provocative peach blossoms and red phoenixes, and a pair of silkworm heads and goose tails with mighty crouching dragon eyebrows, made this young man look a lot more heroic.

It's just that the slightly playful Yanglong vermilion lips immediately diluted the heroic aura.

Outside the street, there were quite a few people who seemed to be peeking at the young man.A few women were still gathering together while peeking and talking.

Hmm... This house is very big, and there are many servants below.From a distance, you can see the Forbidden City and the bustling crowd outside the mansion.

"Little Grandpa~ Don't make trouble, come down..."

I don't know how many times he sighed, a crowd of people under the roof were crying like their parents died and their mothers remarried.

Several servants knelt down directly. If the little father-in-law hurt a hair here, the old father-in-law would skin them alive when he came back.

The maidservants were even more frightened and crying.

Life... Lonely!Yang Zeyu raised his middle finger fiercely towards the setting sun in grief and indignation.The middle finger poked up a few times unwillingly.

Knock in!God! !Labor and management should not travel through time!

Yang Zeyu was very sad and indignant. He had struggled half his life in his previous life, and it was so easy for him to grow from a bare house with four walls and white boards, to a sports car, a luxury house and a wealth of assets.

am i easy? !am i easy? !

Looking back at the group of housekeepers, servants and maids screaming below, Yang Zeyu was even more indignant!

What's so good about this era? !What about the computer? !Where's the phone? !Cigarettes, betel nuts, cold beer...

Yang Zeyu's face is full of cows, goodbye!My days of sprinkling chili skewers with cold beer...

do not!Chefs in Amsterdam, girls in Kabukicho and Nitta Enclave in Tokyo, girls in bars and public baths in Bangkok and Pattaya...

Yang Zeyu was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe!

do not!Devil May Cry, Tail Xing, Ghost Work in my hard drive... and the 100g seeds and 300g films!

Wide and a tear fell from Yang Zeyu's eyes...

As soon as he raised his hand, the housekeepers, servants and maids below were frightened.

But he climbed down the wall by himself, and this time he was resurrected at the Duke's house.Wouldn't it be even worse if you had to commit suicide and not be resurrected, or be resurrected to the poor's home?

do not!My Soft China, Hard Yuxi, My Fat Brother, King of Flavors!My Qingdao, Xuehua, Yanjing, the deadly Great Wusu...

Stepping on the ground with both feet, Yang Zeyu's face was full of anger.

do not!My King, Eat Chicken, Douyin, Station B...

"Little Grandpa~~" A group of people were about to rush forward, and Yang Zeyu raised his head when he saw the beautiful pair of peach blossoms and red phoenix: "Get lost! I want to eat!"

"Wow~", everyone scattered like birds and beasts.Only two servants, a maid and the housekeeper dared not leave.

Looking at his little father-in-law tremblingly on the side.

"Knock inside, you thief!!" Yang Zeyu, who couldn't help it again, pointed his middle finger to Tianji fiercely. There are a bunch of limited skins and tens of thousands of coupons in the king of labor and capital!

The butler was even more frightened, the young master is really going crazy!

Returning to reality with drooping eyelids, Yang Zeyu had to face the fact that he had already crossed.

Although the little maids were frightened, they felt: the little father-in-law is still so handsome even when he is angry!Ah~!To die!

It took him almost a month from time travel to finally facing it.

"Little Grandpa, you put this bag of rice on the back of the kitchen and I'm preparing it for you..."

Hurry up, the cook hurriedly made something to eat and asked someone to come over and bring it to Butler Zhou.

Yang Zeyu hummed, picked up the rice bag and stuffed it into his mouth.The butler saw that the young man had eaten a steamed bun, so he bowed and retreated.

In fact, it's not that Yang Zeyu doesn't understand his current situation.It’s just that it’s really easy to work hard to get a big family and a big business, and let you go back to hundreds of years ago overnight.

Even wearing gold and silver silk and satin, the convenience and entertainment brought by technology in this era are completely irreplaceable.

As for his current situation, Yang Zeyu actually knows everything.

When I was still a diaosi back then, in order to catch up with a girl who studied the Ming Dynasty in the history department, my buddy directly transferred to the department, and even smashed "History of the Ming Dynasty".

The sister's family has a long history, and she still likes the age of Hongzhi and Zhengde.The silly Xiao Yang is almost familiar with the affairs of the Hongzhi and Zhengde dynasties.

In the end, he got in touch with the girl, but after all, his full stomach was no match for his handsomeness and wealth.

Before Yang Zeyu could show the connotation of painstaking study, the girl followed the handsome guy driving a Ferrari like glue.

This also taught Yang Zeyu a truth: connotation is useful, but only if you have a good skin.

There is no girl who doesn't like handsome guys. She will at least look at you a few more times the last time, and you have more chances than others.

If you don't have a good skin, no matter how much you have inside, it's useless.No chance to show you.

So now Yang Zeyu is very satisfied with his skin!Greatly satisfied!

Well, he has to admit that besides the treatment from the government of this country, he has to admit that what he is reluctant to part with is this good skin now.

The current skin is not only good-looking, but also very good-looking!

This can be seen from the fact that those servant girls would blush and avoid him even if they saw him from a distance this month.

He is nearly 13 meters tall at the age of 1.6. The nutrition in the public house is good!Obviously taller than other people in this era.

And appearance... even if Yang Zeyu occasionally saw his current skin in the bronze mirror, he sighed: he looks so good-looking.

Peach blossoms, red phoenix and goose egg noodles, upturned dragon lips and crouching dragon eyebrows!Regardless of ancient or modern times, this look can definitely make the eyes of countless people of the opposite sex shine and flock to her.

But it's normal to think about it. After the old Zhang family made a fortune in the Yuan Dynasty, several generations later married beautiful women to improve their genes.If you can't keep up with your looks, you'll be damned.

He glanced at the carvings on the window and the table setting.Yang Zeyu sighed, this was the Hongzhi period of the Ming Dynasty!

In fact, as soon as he entered this body, Yang Zeyu figured out who the original owner of this body was.

Zhang Lun, the grandson of Zhang Mao, the Duke of Great Britain in the Ming Dynasty!

This old Zhang family can be said to be an old honored and noble family with a highly respected and enduring family.

Zhang Mao is now the head of the old Zhang family.

The old man just lost his son this year, namely Yang Zeyu... No!Now I want to call Zhang Lun, Zhang Lun's father.

Emperor Hongzhi decreed that Zhang Lun's father was posthumously named British Duke.Needless to say, the old man, that's also the old Zhang family.

As far as Zhang Lun knows about the history, his eldest father is nine years old and heir to the Duke of the country.If you have nothing to do, follow Xianzong to "ride and shoot Xiyuan".

He was in charge of the Jingying, the governor of the Five Armies, Lei Chenghua, Hongzhi, and Zhengde for more than [-] years.Later, Zhang Tingyu of the Qing Dynasty revised the history of the Ming Dynasty and said that the old man was "respected and favored as the crown of a minister"!

Even when Liu Jin, the chief eunuch of the Zhengde Dynasty, was in the limelight, he didn't dare to bark his teeth at his father.

To sum it up: Unless Zhang Lun rebelled, he would still live a leisurely life even if he bullied men and women, murdered and set fire.

Of course, Zhang Lun felt that if he went out with his appearance, he first had to worry about whether he would be taken away by others and become a son-in-law.

Zhang Lun is full of faces when he thinks of this, how wonderful it would be to put it in my era!

Even if he walks on the street, there are definitely a bunch of girls who are willing to pay for something to happen to him.

Why must it be in the Ming Dynasty...

Chapter 2 Cooking for Daddy

"Chihuer is better today?!" Zhang Lun stared blankly at the ceiling thinking, an old voice came.

Zhang Lun knew immediately that this was his elder father.Chihu'er is his baby name, and now only Lao Zhang dares to call him in this family.

"The grandson is much better..." This politeness still needs to be said, not to mention that this is someone else's grandson now.

Even Zhang Mao's age is worth Zhang Lun's gift.

Emperor Hongzhi was a very diligent emperor. In addition to the early dynasty, he also restored the late dynasty.

Zhang Mao came back from the next night, and heard that his grandson seemed to be crazy for a while today.Cursing on the roof.

The old man was almost terrified, but he was relieved when he said that his grandson was fine now.

Although the old man has a bunch of wives and concubines, seven sons and ten grandchildren.But Zhang Lun is the only son and eldest grandson!

"Oh, as long as it's okay! Otherwise, I don't know how to explain to your grandma and Rui'er..."

The old man turned his head and seemed to wipe the corners of his eyes before turning back: "I heard that you fell ill again today?!"

Zhang Lun smacked his lips, thinking that if this matter is not resolved, he will probably be regarded as a lunatic in the future.

Besides, my body belongs to this era, but my soul is not!There must be a reason to explain the past, otherwise it will be treated as a lunatic.

"Father, am I not sick these days..."

When the old man heard this, he felt that he was going to be a bad dish, and this grandson was going to go crazy!

Zhang Lun looked at his old man's eyes, and quickly said: "Grandson, this is Yemeng's enlightenment! The madness under the thousands of thoughts is unstoppable."

"Ah? Ah!" The old man was really stunned this time, he didn't expect his grandson to bring up this issue.

Zhang Mao was really frightened.Of course, at the same time, I still don't want to believe it.

Smoke is rising from the old Zhang family's ancestral grave? !Yemeng Shenren, this has happened since ancient times.

In other words, some people have always said that they are dreamers at night.

From the later Zhou Dynasty to the early Northern Song Dynasty, Fan Zhi and Fan Wensu, the prime ministers, were born with the pen given by their mother Yemengshenren.

In the previous dynasty, Zhang Sanfeng killed several bandits on the road, and when he was summoned by the Yuan Emperor, he said that his ability was "Yemeng Shenren bestowed fists".

However, the expression on the old man's face was clearly "This silly grandson is sick again!"

"Ah~! Good to resuscitate! Come, come, let's eat first!" The old man didn't bother with this topic, and hurriedly called the butler to bring all the food.

Alas~ My grandson is really pitiful.The seven-year-old mother is gone, and now the fourteen-year-old father is gone.

"Old Zhou, go and invite the imperial physician to show Chi Huer tomorrow..."

The old man looked at Zhang Lun with a compassionate expression, but couldn't help but turned around and whispered something to his housekeeper.

Zhang Lun's head was full of black lines. After finishing the meal with great difficulty, Zhang Mao slipped out and went back to sleep in his room under Zhang Mao's mournful eyes.

Along the way, I often heard words such as "Oh... After the master left, the young master became a little crazy. It's a pity that the young master was born so beautiful..." Such words.

Zhang Lun gritted his teeth and cracked his mouth when he heard it, and pointed to the dark place: "You! Let me come here for the little father-in-law!"

"Hey~ hey~~" Someone in the dark "baji~" seemed to have fallen, and then ran over with a cat on his back.

Zhang Lun is about to slap this guy with a big ear, let him see what a dude is.But suddenly my stomach growled "cuckoo...".

Hmm...that's a little embarrassing.

"Where is the kitchen!" We are the little father-in-law, can't we eat more if we are not full? !This 14-year-old is the time to grow up!

This servant didn't dare to talk too much, the old Zhang's family is a family of Wu Xun!Get up in a hurry, there is no place to cry after cutting you off.

The old man can't, but the young man can get sick!

He quickly led Zhang Lun to the kitchen.