The Song Dynasty shocked the world by earning 100 million at the beginning

In the antique room, Liu Yuanhui vaguely heard the sound of gongs, drums and suona outside.

"You're not allowed to sleep anymore! You're banging and banging so early in the morning!"

He habitually reached out to find the mobile phone on the bedside table, but he couldn't find anything after searching for a long time.

"Second Young Master! You finally woke up!" He heard someone speaking in the haze.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a man dressed as an ancient servant looking at him in surprise.

Liu Yuanhui subconsciously tilted his head back and asked, "Who are you? Why are you in my room?!"

The servant frowned and said, "Second Young Master! It's me! I'm Ding Yi!"

"Ok?"

Only then did Liu Yuanhui realize that he was lying on a mahogany bed!

The body was cushioned with fine silk that was as smooth as water, and the body was covered with a velvet blanket!

He remembered that when he was playing football yesterday, his lower body got stuck on the goalpost and his head was hit. Shouldn't he be in the hospital now?

How...in a place like this?

Who is the second young master?

Why doesn't your head hurt at all?

But my ass is really hot...

The next moment, he suddenly remembered something, lifted the blanket and looked under him.

After a while, he breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's okay, okay, God bless me, Liu Yuanhui, and didn't let me, Liu Yuanhui, have no descendants!"

Liu Yuanhui's operation made Ding Yi confused.

He asked inexplicably: "Master, what are you talking about?"

The next moment, he suddenly reacted: "Eh? Master, why don't you stutter when you speak?!"

Liu Yuanhui waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute! I'm afraid I'm hallucinating! Just stop talking!"

Ding Yi's eyes widened, thinking something bad!

The second young master is afraid that he has gone completely crazy!

Liu Yuanhui looked around.

In front of you is a purely wooden building.

Four carved columns and painted gilt beams are combined with its complex structure.

"This is the mortise and tenon craftsmanship of ancient architecture, which has been lost..."

He was a little confused looking at the furnishings in the room - exquisite blue and white porcelain vases, mahogany tables and chairs, a sword and a pair of calligraphy hanging on the wall.

"This copybook looks a bit like what was taught in the art history elective course before... Slim Gold Body?"

He muttered to himself, then suddenly realized: "No! This calligraphy... isn't it the one my dad called me to come home to appreciate not long ago?! This is not modern times... this is the Northern Song Dynasty!"

The calligraphy and painting in front of me is clearly the original work of Song Huizong Zhao Ji!

Liu Yuanhui realized that he had traveled through time.

Time traveled to the Zhenghe period of the Northern Song Dynasty.

According to historical records, Emperor Zhao Ji loved painting, calligraphy and antiques, and it was this emperor who created the thin gold body style!

Liu Yuanhui stared at the almanac under the copybook, and felt a burst of thunder hitting his head.

He was a college student in the philosophy department in the 21st century, and his life was going smoothly.

His parents are both university professors, and he himself has an amazing memory since he was a child. He is called a child prodigy by those around him.

His parents originally wanted him to pursue an academic career, but he has been very fond of football since he was a child.

At the age of fifteen, he personally formed his first football team. The team was successful, and the national team even hired someone to recruit him.

He didn't want to be restrained, so he never agreed.

I just didn't expect that the glorious life that I was waiting for would just die on the goal of the football field!

God played a joke on him. His important parts were preserved, but others traveled through time!

Ah, football is wrong for me!

"I don't want to be here! I want to go home!!" Liu Yuanhui yelled, ruffling his hair.

"Second Young Master! What are you talking about? This is your home!" Ding Yi said.

"Brother! Please go out, I want to be quiet!" Liu Yuanhui said.

At this time, the sound of gongs and drums outside the door was still noisy!

"Alas! The second young master lost his fiancée. I'm afraid his illness will become more serious." Ding Yi said and stood up to leave.

"Wait a minute! What fiancée? What's going on with the noise outside?" Liu Yuanhui suddenly raised his head.

"Have you forgotten? My fiancée, Miss Cheng, who was supposed to marry you, married the eldest young master Liu Yuanji today!!"

"What the hell? My fiancée is getting married, and the groom is not me?"

Liu Yuanhui was shocked. He was about to roll out of the bed like a carp, but he only heard a "click" sound and the bed collapsed...