The Prodigal Son of the Empire

The Prodigal Son of the Empire Author: Hitomi Tianxiang

Wang Kang, a college student in the 21st century, traveled through ancient history and became the prodigal young master of the Earl's Mansion.

I was too poor in my previous life, but in this life I just want to be a beautiful wife and family, drunk and dreaming of death, and be a prodigal son who spends his days comfortably.

But he never thought that the family was in crisis, and the outside world was in constant trouble... So the helpless Wang Kang embarked on the road to rise, the prodigal family lost his wealth, and the prodigal family lost his empire...

And I will be the strongest prodigal son of this empire!

Chapter 1 The Earl's Son

"Hey, have you heard? That prodigal young master in Fuyang Earl's Mansion was struck by lightning!"

"I knew it a long time ago. I woke up last night and didn't talk when I woke up. I seem to be stupid!"

"It's fine if you're stupid. If you're stupid, you won't lose your family. Otherwise, Uncle Fu Yang's family property will ruin him sooner or later!"

"........."

Today, the whole Yangzhou city is spreading the news about the great event that happened in Fuyang Earl's Mansion.

At this moment, the owner of the incident, Wang Kang, is sitting lazily in the exquisite room, the room is decorated with carved beams and painted buildings, and the rosewood pear wood furniture is extremely luxurious...

Wang Kangben is a college student in the 21st century with excellent grades and extensive knowledge. He suddenly caught fire while reading in the library.

Time travel, just time travel, before you pick a good identity, this person is also called Wang Kang, and he has absorbed all the memories of this guy, so he knows who he is.

This is a well-known waste in Yangzhou, a standard prodigal son, without a good reputation.

It has been more than half a day since he woke up, Wang Kang still didn't want to talk, he came to the ancient times inexplicably, and it was still a fictional era of historical chaos, how could he accept it so quickly, thinking it was writing a novel.

Wang Kang looked at the luxurious environment in the house and had to say that this unlucky guy has a good father.

The Earl of Fuyang is a typical representative of common people and nobles. He started his family business from scratch. Two years ago, he donated a huge amount of property during the war between the State of Zhao and the State of Yue.

The wealth of one person is comparable to that of the whole Yangzhou. In one fell swoop, he has changed from an ordinary merchant to a commoner nobleman, and he is also deeply favored.

It stands to reason that Wang Kang should be very happy to be reborn in such a family, but when he thinks about this character design... he feels a little pain.

Damn it, the prodigal son Wang Kang muttered, to be able to live a new life and become a group of time-traveling people is considered a blessing from God.

He was too poor in his previous life, so this prodigal son will comfortably live as a foolish prodigal son!

"Master, I'm here!" At this moment, an old man with white hair rushed to Wang Kang's side and stood stiffly.

Wang Kangmin glanced at the old man and was speechless. The old man's name was Ma De, and he was a servant of the Earl's Mansion who raised horses. Wang Kang, who had just arrived in this world, didn't want to talk, so he inadvertently cursed and was listened to by his cheap father.

Thinking that Wang Kang was looking for this person, he searched all over the Earl's mansion and found such a person, and he became Ma De, and the horse servant became his valet.

It seems that such a day is not bad, Wang Kang sighed inwardly.

"My son, are you really stupid?" At this moment, a dignified middle-aged man came over and looked at Wang Kang and asked in doubt.

He is Wang Kang's cheap father, Wang Dingchang, Earl of Fuyang.

"You are stupid." Wang Kang rolled his eyes and said helplessly. The reason why he was helpless was because the original Wang Kang talked to his father like this.

"Then why don't you speak?" Wang Dingchang's face showed a touch of surprise, since his son woke up, this was the first time he spoke.

"I'm thinking about how I should prodigal!" Wang Kang replied angrily.

"Then have you thought about it?" Wang Dingchang asked again.

"No," Wang Kang stretched his waist, jumped out of bed and said casually, "Let's take one step at a time."

"Haha, who said I'm stupid!" Hearing this, instead of getting angry, Wang Dingchang laughed happily.

"Pass me the order, my son will return to normal for three days!" Wang Dingchang said proudly.

With such a father, why worry about being undefeated? Wang Kang looked at his cheap father with strange eyes.

"You kid, what kind of eyes is this?" Wang Dingchang glared at Wang Kang, and then asked again: "Are you really struck by lightning?"

"Yes!" Wang Kang nodded in response, but when he lowered his head, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Combining all the memories of the original Wang Kang, he clearly knew that it was not an accident that this unlucky guy was struck by lightning.

Ray doesn't fall on someone's head for no reason, he was seduced and framed.

It was the day before yesterday, Wang Kang had a party with a few cronies as usual, and when the weather was dark and it was about to rain, one of the dog friends named Liu Cheng suggested to take advantage of the rainy day to release paper kites.

Flying a kite on a rainy day is tantamount to going to the bathroom with a flashlight, courting death!

When the kite was actually flying, the other people kept away from it, but the unlucky one was flying it.

The final result can be imagined, the thunder and lightning were attracted to kill him, and only then did Wang Kang's soul wear happen by chance.

This kind of common sense was probably known to children in the previous life, but not many people knew it in ancient times, and the unlucky ones were obviously included, so they were counted.

This kind of thing is not clear at all, and there is no conclusive evidence.

Now that he has accepted his current identity, this hatred must be avenged.

The unlucky guy before, the prodigal who only knew how to do it, didn't have any plans at all, and borrowed a lot of money from Liu Cheng and those guys.

And they obviously didn't want to repay the money, so they planned this covert murder.

As long as the person is killed, there is no need to pay back the money, and he accepted Wang Kang's memory before, so he naturally knows the cause and effect.

Revenge, this is also the first goal Wang Kang set for himself when he came to this world!

"Don't be in a daze and what are you thinking about?" At this time Wang Dingchang interrupted Wang Kang's thoughts, "Hurry up and wash and tidy up. Your fiancée has arrived, go and get ready to meet her."

"Fiancee?" Wang Kang was full of doubts. Is this the benefit of the time traveler? "But……"

"But what is it? Didn't I tell you that it was an old friend of mine, from Yongzhou. When his business was in trouble, I helped him out and made such a marriage contract for you. The girl not only She's beautiful, and she's talented."

Wang Dingchang paused, and then said seriously with a straight face: "She is also known as a talented woman in Yongzhou. Now his family has offended weaving and needs to leave my relationship, so I took this opportunity to let you meet, and you boy will serve me some snacks."

Wang Dingchang gave some instructions before leaving, presumably to prepare for the meeting, while Wang Kang was full of unnaturalness.

Of course he won't refuse a beautiful woman, but can people take a fancy to him, a prodigal son?

Next, Wang Kang really enjoyed the life of the rich second generation. Under the service of several pretty maids, Wang Kang cleaned up beautifully.

Nanuo large artificial bath.

It is enough for him to swim in it, and there is a fireplace beside it for heating, and the delicate body of the maid in thin gown is looming...

In the wicked feudal society, Wang Kang was a little intoxicated, imitating the unlucky guy, walking out of his room with steps that his relatives would not recognize.

There is a long corridor outside.