After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Seeing his ugly expression, Wang Fu didn't dare to talk anymore, he hurriedly answered yes, and stepped out of the room hastily.

He even forgot to stare at Chu Yan to finish the soup on the table.

As soon as Wang Fu went out, Chu Yan stood up from the round stool and looked at the bowl of black medicinal soup on the table.

In his previous life, he was in poor health when he was a child, and suffered from serious and minor illnesses all year round.Mrs. Wang did not know where to find this prescription, and after drinking it for a month, her bones miraculously began to become stronger and stronger.

For this, my father praised Mrs. Wang a lot, and the big and small affairs of the mansion were also handed over to her. Although she was not mentioned as the official wife, her power status in the mansion was no different from that of the official wife.

He drank this prescription for many years, until Fu Shiyu saw it and told himself that although this prescription was obviously a great tonic, it would actually lead to dependence after drinking for a long time, and his body would become weaker and weaker.

To put it succinctly, if you continue to drink like this, you may not live to reach the crown.

The medicinal soup in the bowl was slightly rippling, reflecting his slightly immature face.Chu Yan paused for a moment, then reached out and poured the bowl of medicine into the flowerpot next to it.

This life has only just begun, and everything is too late.

A treacherous smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Fu Shiyu, we have a long way to go in Japan!

As soon as he arrived at the backyard, Wang Fu's back straightened instantly, and he raised his head high and high, like a big clucking rooster.

He glanced around the yard with inverted triangular eyes, and when he saw no one, he immediately yelled viciously: "Where are people?! Where are you going to be lazy!"

An elderly servant who was cleaning the backyard hurried out and said in a low voice, "What orders does Manager Wang have?"

Steward Wang was called by Wang Fu himself, and he forbade his servants to call him by his name directly, and relying on Chu Yan's name on weekdays, he used to be a domineering figure in the mansion.

Seeing that servant coming over, he couldn't help but kick up and scolded: "I've been calling here for a long time and I haven't seen you come out!"

The servant was kicked and fell to the ground. Before he had time to react, he hurriedly knelt on the ground with a terrified expression, and said tremblingly: "Damn you, damn you, I didn't hear your voice when I was cleaning the yard just now."

After listening to his explanation, Wang Fu was still relentless, cursing and saying: "Immortal thing, if you have a hard ear, please go home and wait for death. Don't delay my business here."

When it came to business, he remembered Chu Yan's order, and turned to the trembling servant on the ground and asked, "Where is that beggar?"

"Returning to the king to take care of things, resting in the room."

"The beggar still needs a rest? Hurry up and drive me out!"

"But... but this person was brought back by the crown prince, will you blame him in the future?"

Wang Fu narrowed his eyes and said darkly, "You doubt me, old man?"

The servant turned pale with fright, and said in a panic, "Don't dare, I will find someone to drive me out."

Seeing his terrified appearance, Wang Fu hummed a little tune in a good mood, and walked briskly away.

The other servants in the courtyard helped the old man up, and cursed at Wang Fu's back: "It's just that you are serving by the son's side, so what's there to be proud of?"

"If the son knows that he is so arrogant all day long, let's see how arrogant he is!"

The old man shook his head helplessly, "Forget it, it's only a matter of time, and the affairs of the masters are not something that slaves can meddle in."

Fu Shiyu stared blankly at the yellowed curtain above his head, and then looked around at the antique furnishings in the room.

Where is this?Shouldn't he be at home?

I still remember that I had an operation in the early morning, and I lay down as soon as I got home. Why did the scene in front of me change when I opened my eyes.

Just when the clouds were in the fog, his brain suddenly felt a pain. Thousands of images flooded his mind like a spring, and he seemed to be about to burst. He closed his eyes again in pain, reluctantly accepting this sudden foreign memory.

These memory fragments are mixed and many are incomplete, like a jigsaw puzzle with many missing pieces, which cannot be pieced together at all.

After reluctantly tidying up for a while, he finally understood his identity.

Fu Shiyu...

With the same name and surname as yourself?

and many more!

Seeing a person's name flashed in the memory fragment.

Long line!

Isn't this the protagonist in a conspiracy novel I read?

The little nurse in the hospital had been chatting about a plot drama "Prince" adapted from a novel all day long. He followed suit and watched a few episodes, and felt pretty good, so he found the original novel of the same name to watch.

The plot roughly tells that the crown prince Feng Chang was born after he was deposed, and was not favored by the Holy One, so he suffered all kinds of humiliation in the palace, and his life was worse than that of a servant.

After reaching the crown, with the help of his cousin King Guangling, he ascended the throne.But I didn't expect that this Guangling King was ambitious and had impure motives. Everything he did was to let the former prince seize the throne.

After gaining Feng Changxing's full trust, he immediately turned his back on him, took power in his hands, and overthrew the government.Feng Changxing was abolished, imprisoned in the cold palace, and his sweetheart was killed by the Guangling King.

There is no golden finger, no aura of the protagonist, and the people around him are all rich wolves and tigers. They finally ascended to the throne, but they were deposed again within two days.

As a result, the novel only saw this place, and he passed through it.

correct!

he remembered...

Fu Shiyu is the prince's military adviser. At that time, he was inexplicably concerned about this character because of the same name. After reading the next few chapters, he realized that it was just a cannon fodder to advance the plot.

By the way, what happened to him?

Fu Shiyu recalled slowly.

Although the original owner was the crown prince and grand tutor, he belonged to the third prince.When the prince was young, he was arranged to enter the palace. On the surface it was to teach lessons, but in fact it was to raise the prince as a useless person.

Originally, he followed the order of the third prince and followed the rules for many years. Seeing that the prince made mistakes repeatedly, the Holy Majesty already had the intention of abolishing him.Unexpectedly, at this critical juncture, the original owner actually bid farewell to the third prince, intending to leave the palace and return home.

How could the third prince agree, but the original owner threatened to tell the Holy One everything if he did not let him out of the palace.

If the emperor knows, the preparations made for many years will be in vain.The third prince had no choice but to agree, but arranged for an assassin on his way back.

In order to avoid being hunted down, the original owner accidentally fell off the cliff...

If I remember correctly, it seems to say that there is no dead body on it.

"... "

Fu Shiyu was speechless for a moment.

Isn't the original owner dead in the book?Then what happened to me?

Fu Shiyu touched his warm cheeks and heart.

With temperature, with heartbeat, still alive.

As if he felt something hard in his bosom, Fu Shiyu reached out and took it out to have a look, only to find that it was two bound books.

Roughly flipping through, one seems to be a medical book, and the other is something he can't understand for the time being. It's a bit like an essay, and it's a bit like a modern diary. Just about to read it, I suddenly heard a rush of footsteps outside the door.

As soon as he put the two books into his bosom, the door of the room was pushed open abruptly, and a few rough servants walked in, and went straight to the bed to set Fu Shiyu up.

Before he could react, he was thrown out of the mansion by those people like throwing garbage.

A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks came out of the mansion, and looked down at him condescendingly, "Your Majesty has an order, you are not allowed to step into the palace again, if you dare to violate the order, you will be shot and killed, and you will never be tolerated."

Fu Shiyu's eyes were blank, and after a while, he asked quickly, "Wangfu? Where is this?"

"You don't know where this is?" Wang Fu looked at him like a fool, and said contemptuously: "Forget it, the uncle is in a good mood today, so I don't care about you."

"Listen well, this is the famous Guangling Palace!"

"Not all cats and dogs can enter."

Guangling Palace?

Is it the villain in the book, the mansion of King Guangling?

Fu Shiyu couldn't help shivering.

Then he doesn't dare to stay even if he wants to...

When he came back to his senses, the simple and solemn door of the mansion had been closed. He patted the dust off his body and stood up from the ground.

Finding a quiet riverside, he sat down and opened the book that looked like an essay in his arms again.

Only two sentences were written on the first page.

"The crown prince can only go back when he ascends the throne."

go back?

Fu Shiyu frowned.

Where does this return refer to?

Back home, or...

For some reason, a strong intuition rose in Fu Shiyu's heart.

Does this mean returning to modern times?

What was written later confirmed his guess. Most of the words and sentences recorded in the book are modern vernacular, which obviously cannot be written by a person who lived in ancient times.

So, could it be that the original owner also time-traveled?

Read the two books again word for word, the word time travel is not mentioned in the book.

"Strange…"

Fu Shiyu rubbed his chin with his index finger and muttered to himself.

"Why is it weird?"

correct!

He suddenly realized and slapped his head!

Handwriting!

The handwriting of these two books is somewhat similar to his own.

However, the entire text in the book is written with Langhao brush, and the strokes are ups and downs, orderly, vigorous and powerful, and I am afraid that I can't even hold the pen steadily, let alone write this kind of calligraphy that can be used in modern competitions.

Fu Shiyu dispelled his doubts.

I'm afraid he was just thinking too much.

But anyway, now I have a direction. Since it says to let me enter the palace, I can only go to the palace to have a look.

But entering the palace does not mean that you can enter the palace, and the token to enter the palace was lost when you fled, not to mention that there are people from the third prince in the palace...

Fu Shiyu washed his face with river water to wake himself up a little. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a person floating on the river in the distance from the corner of his eye. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Feeling a little uneasy after walking like this, he hesitated for a moment, then took off his shoes, jumped into the water and swam to the middle of the river.

When I got closer, I realized that the woman was still very young, probably just over Jiji's age, her round face was soaked in river water and the folds turned white. It looks like she should be the boudoir of a rich family.

Fu Shiyu probed her breath with his index finger and found that this person was still alive, he must have fallen into the water not long ago.

After all, it was a human life, he didn't dare to delay any longer, he put the woman on his back and swam desperately towards the shore.

After cleaning up the dirt in the woman's mouth, she turned the woman over, placed her on her knees, and pressed her back with both hands. After going back and forth for almost half a cup of tea, the woman vomited a few mouthfuls of sewage, lay down on the ground and started He coughed violently.

Seeing that she was awake, Fu Shiyu stood up from the ground and began to wring the water from his clothes.

After her breathing calmed down, the woman sat up from the ground and blamed with red eyes, "Why did you save me!"

Fu Shiyu, whose kindness was not rewarded, didn't feel angry, and said calmly, "Just passing by, if you still want to die, it doesn't matter if you dance after I leave."

"You!" The woman was so ashamed and angry that she walked towards the river angrily, as if she was about to jump again.

Fu Shiyu sighed suddenly, "If you drowned, the body will be white all over, the lips will be bruised, and it will also be accompanied by swelling. The death is ugly and horrible. You are a beautiful little girl. If you want to die, why don't you choose a better one? Law."

Hearing what he said, the woman paused, turned her back to Fu Shiyu and asked hesitantly, "Is it okay to hang yourself?"

"Tsk tsk, it's even worse to hang yourself. In addition to the purple face, hands, feet, and lips, corpse spots will appear on the body soon, and the tongue will hang very long. By the way, have you ever seen a portrait of Bai Wuchang?"

The last sentence, of course, scared her.

After the woman heard this, her face turned pale, she turned her head in a panic and asked, "Then taking poison is alright?"

"You'll be foaming at the mouth, and you'll die a horrible death."

"What about committing suicide?"

"pain."

"Is it okay to jump off a cliff?"

"Do you dare to dance?"

"..."

"Then how do you think I'm going to die?!" The woman gradually lost her patience and asked angrily.

Fu Shiyu smiled, "You can't live? Sometimes living is also a way to die, and you can die with dignity."

"You're fooling me!" The woman regained her strength and understood. She stomped her feet angrily, tears streaming down her face, "If I don't die, I will be sent to the palace in three days!"

Hearing the word "entering the palace", Fu Shiyu's heart skipped a beat, and he pretended to be calm and asked, "Why do you want to enter the palace?"

"The draft will start in the harem in three days, and I am also on the list of candidates."

"How do you know you will definitely be selected?" Fu Shiyu looked at him suspiciously.

The woman wiped her tears, "It's obvious that she is a draft pick, but it's just a formality. I was born in an official family, so it's been decided a long time ago." After saying this, she began to cry, choked up and said: "My father Originally, I planned to marry the second son of the Minister of Rites, but an imperial decree came to nothing, and the emperor was older than my father, so entering the palace would mean being a widow, so I might as well die."

Fu Shiyu nodded, and after a long silence, he suddenly said, "I can help you."

"Really?!" The woman was overjoyed, but when she saw the ragged clothes on his body, her eyes dimmed in an instant, "You are a beggar, how can you help me?"

"Heroes don't ask where they come from." Fu Shiyu said calmly, "Besides, you are desperate now, and there is no other way to do it. If you succeed, it is a surprise, and if you fail, you can enter the palace with peace of mind, and there is no big loss."

The woman thought about it, and it seemed that what she said made sense.

"Okay, a dead horse is a living horse doctor, let me trust you, what can I do?"

"I will tell you the day before you enter the palace." Fu Shiyu deliberately kept it secret, he was not sure that this person would agree to himself.

"However, I have conditions for helping you."

"What condition?" The woman crossed her arms and looked at him warily, "If you want money, or plan to find a job, I can satisfy you, but you can never think about anything else."

Fu Shiyu said helplessly, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in you."

"I don't need money, let alone find a job. The only condition is to let me enter the palace."

"Enter the palace?" The woman said in surprise: "You are a nice person, why don't you think about entering the palace?"

"You don't need to know this, you just need to get me in." Fu Shiyu said.

The woman pondered for a moment, "It's easy to go into the palace, I can arrange it tomorrow, but if you go in, you have to go to the cleansing room first..."

"I'm not a father-in-law." Fu Shiyu interrupted her.

"Then how do you get in?"

Fu Shiyu supported his forehead and sighed, "If I know, do I still need to find you?"

The woman's face was a bit distressed, she took two steps in a circle, clapped her hands suddenly, and said pleasantly: "I can let the nanny who taught me the rules of the palace arrange you to go in, she is the master of ceremonies in the palace."

"but…"

She looked at Fu Shiyu's thin figure, and said with difficulty: "It's just that you may need to dress up as a woman, and then you will enter as a court lady."

Fu Shiyu: "...Is there any other way?"

The woman shook her head, no more, "The only ones who want to enter the palace are the eunuchs, and the palace maids, you can choose for yourself."

Fu Shiyu: "..."

Why, he doesn't want to choose either!