The Reincarnation of the World of Red Mansions

The last thing Wang Yao heard was the crying of the whole family, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the muslin curtains.Wang Yao felt uncomfortable for a while, she was used to seeing the curtains made of fine silk cloth, and it was always awkward to look at this again.In fact, although it is made of fine cotton, the fine cotton is also of the highest quality.It's just that Wang Yao lived in a wealthy family in previous lives, so she didn't think much of these things!

Wang Yao closed her eyes, out of sight and out of mind.It didn't take long for Wang Yao to close her eyes to receive the memory of this body. The name of this body was Feng Yuan, and it was probably the Feng Yuan who was beaten to death by Bawang Xue.Now Feng Yuan has just died of his parents. Feng Yuan was hit by the death of his parents when he was only eleven or twelve years old, coupled with the ancient funeral system.When Feng Yuan's parents died, Feng Yuan was busy during the day and had to keep vigil all night.

The mental blow was coupled with physical exhaustion and bad food, and Feng Yuan's eleven or twelve-year-old body couldn't take it anymore.But at this moment, the servant's thoughts were fluctuating, and the only loyal butler was busy helping Feng Yuan suppress the servant, dealing with the follow-up of Feng Yuan's parents' funeral, and Teng didn't have time to comfort and pay attention to Feng Yuan.So Feng Yuan died due to various reasons, and with the arrival of Wang Yao.

Feng Yuan sorted out his memory clearly on the bed, and scanned his surroundings with mental strength.Make sure there is no one around, take out the pills and water from the space, and send the pills down with water.When the body feels better, get up and take a look at the living environment.Seeing the cleanliness of the room, the cold water in the teapot on the table, and the silence around, it makes people feel negative emotions.

Feng Yuan lay on the bed in the bedroom, using his willpower to ignore the slight discomfort in his heart.Feng Yuan smiled rascally in his heart, it really is easy to go from simple to extravagant, and difficult to go from extravagant to simple.But Feng Yuan forced himself to adapt, after all, he still doesn't know what will happen in the future.You can like good ones, but if conditions do not permit, you have to adapt to bad ones.

Not long after Feng Yuan lay down, the butler came in.When the butler came in, he first found Feng Yuan resting on the bed, and there was no one around the room.Seeing the servants rushing over in a hurry, the head housekeeper's expression was a little worried.When he realized that the tea on the table was actually cold, the head butler's face suddenly sank, and his face was covered with dark clouds.

The two servants rushed to the big steward, and begged for mercy: "Steward Qian, we are busy ahead, we are going to help."

"Who told you to go to the front to help? Didn't I tell you to concentrate on serving the young master?" The big butler asked angrily. In fact, the big butler also knew that they took advantage of the chaos to hide.It was precisely because of this that the steward Qian was even more angry.

"Ahem, Uncle Qian." Feng Yuan lifted the curtain when he heard the sound, his face was a little pale, and there was still a little abnormal blush on his face.

"Master, where are you feeling uncomfortable?" Steward Qian walked up quickly, and was about to touch Feng Yuan's forehead with his hands.

"It's nothing, Uncle Qian, just a bit of a cold." Feng Yuan tilted his forehead unconsciously. Feng Yuan felt that the life of a noble lady for several generations made him a bit resistant and unaccustomed to contact with men.

Seeing Feng Yuan's subconscious reaction, Steward Qian felt distressed and worried about Feng Yuan.The son is really suffering. The master and wife left early, leaving the son alone in the world, and the son is suffering. "Master, I'll ask someone to find a doctor for you right away."

"Okay, Uncle Qian." Feng Yuan said weakly. Steward Qian turned his head and his face sank, and he roared in a low voice: "Didn't you hear what I just said? Hurry up and get a doctor for the young master." The servant ran out, and the other stood in the room hesitantly.

Feng Yuan said weakly: "Servant, go to the kitchen to get some hot water and make some tea."

Seeing that the two people had left, Feng Yuan coughed weakly and said, "Uncle Qian, the funerals of father and mother are almost over. There are still 3 shops, 300 mu of good farmland, nearly 200 mu of medium farmland and Inferior fields, I thought that I was not good at business and couldn’t manage the shop well. Uncle Qian, you can rent out the shop together with the goods, and let the land be rented out as before! Let’s cut down some of the servants in the family, now I'm the only one left in the family, and I don't need those servants. After the parents' filial piety is over, let's go to Zhuangzi to observe the filial piety!"

"Okay, master. I'll start to deal with it after the doctor has come to see it." Qian Butler said with four points of relief, three points of sadness, and three points of distress. Butler Qian thought to himself that the young master is really sensible. If the young master had never thought of this in the past .It's just that the young master's tone, pause and demeanor are a little strange, what is it like?Steward Qian patted his head in his heart, wondering what he was thinking.The young master may be so sad recently, and he is sick again.

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After seeing the doctor, Steward Qian went out to work.Feng Yuan also drove the maid who came to take care of him to the outside room, and asked her to wait for Feng Yuan's order outside.Feng Yuan lay on the bed, reflecting on his behavior in his heart.Feng Yuan used his mental power to keenly sense the emotional activities of Qian Butler, so he naturally knew that there was something inappropriate about his behavior.

But after all, as the ancient noble lady of the third generation, Feng Yuan can be regarded as a model of noble lady, and the etiquette and demeanor are completely integrated into her bones.His demeanor perfectly showed his grace and elegance, and "the lotus leaves swing in the wind, and the plantains moistened by the rain" perfectly described his walking posture.But it's not appropriate to bring these things to men. Women pay attention to walking with a soft voice, graceful posture, and beautiful lines.Men can walk like this, let alone other things.

Thinking of this, Feng Yuan felt headaches, but luckily he didn't have to go out for the time being.In the past few days, I have been able to adjust it, not seeking for flaws, but not so obvious.Fortunately, I have already said that I will go to the countryside to observe my filial piety, and there will be few people visiting at that time.I can also say that I want to study my homework, stay in the study, and don't have to contact too many people.After three years, Feng Yuan believed that he could play the role of a good man.After all, there were many men in ancient times who also had a little powdery air. After all, they grew up in the backyard. For details, refer to Jia Baoyu.

Feng Yuan felt a little relieved. Fortunately, both the parents of this body were dead, and the clan members were not too close.The rest of the servants don't have to worry too much, even if they miss some irrelevant tells, they will find reasons for themselves.Just like in Jia Jing's life, when he changed from a woman to a man, Feng Yuan did not believe that he had no flaws.Even if Feng Yuan grew up in modern times, he has been rolling around for a long time in the apocalypse.Not quite as graceful as the ancient women, but not quite like a man either.

When it was time to rest at night, I really couldn't refuse, so Feng Yuan left a little maid to serve him.But it was said to serve Feng Yuan, but Ting Yu was only outside the bedroom.When Feng Yuan was sick, he would sleep with all the curtains down, and a screen was added outside.Make Feng Yuan's room breathable without the wind.So Tingyu couldn't see Feng Yuan at all, and couldn't hear any slight movements.

Realizing Feng Yuan's firm determination not to be disturbed by others, Steward Qian is no longer insisting.But Butler Qian was careful, afraid that Feng Yuan would be too sleepy to hear if Feng Yuan needed it.So put a light bell on Feng Yuan's bedside, Feng Yuan can make a big jingle without much effort, which wakes up Ting Yu.

Seeing such an arrangement, Feng Yuan accepted Steward Qian's affection, and Steward Qian was both happy and sad when he saw his young master's expression of affection.In the evening, Feng Yuan woke up around midnight.Using mental power to observe the surroundings, I saw that Tingyu, who was outside, was already fast asleep.While lamenting that Ting Yu's quality is not very good, he is relieved at the same time, it is more convenient for him to act now.

After Feng Yuan finished his observation, he left a few strands of mental energy to warn outside, and then quietly entered the space.In the hut in the space, Feng Yuan first changed his clothes into those in the space.Fortunately, when it comes to pajamas, there is not much difference between menswear and womenswear.All right!The difference is quite big, Feng Yuan sighed in his heart.Just the difference in the size of the clothes, the clothes I used when I was young, and the difference in body shape.They all explained to Feng Yuan the difference between a specialty store and a master's handmade customization, and Feng Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he was corrupted by sugar-coated shells.

Feng Yuan comforted himself in his heart, no matter how bad it was, it was better than what he was wearing!A piece of cloth costs 2 or 3 taels, and a piece of cloth that was worn naked not long ago is worth more than 200 taels.When I put on the clothes left in the space, I feel comfortable and smooth, unlike the original clothes that always feel a little tingling on the skin.But now is not the time to think about these things, I entered the space to practice.

Feng Yuan calmed down completely, and first looked at his current appearance in the mirror, which was as tall as a person.This mirror was made at the time when Mrs. Zhang's life was about to end, and the rapid development of business made a mirror as clear as modern times.It has the clarity of the current mirror, and the pattern of the mirror frame is very exquisite and gorgeous, like a handicraft. Feng Yuan was so happy to see it that he collected a few pieces and put them in the space.

I saw the man in the mirror with black and beautiful long hair, untied and loose behind him, smooth and smooth like fine silk satin.Under the delicate and feminine Ye Mei are a pair of deep black magnificent eyes, the corners of which are slightly raised, adding to the alluring charm.The vermilion lips were pursed lightly, half a smile was not a smile.Against the backdrop of snow satin, the skin looks even whiter than snow, as if exuding a silvery white light.

Feng Yuan covered his face, this body was originally in adolescence, and it was indistinguishable from male to female.With Feng Yuan's entry, she looks more like a delicate woman than a boy.In the past, I might have behaved rudely in private, but it's not a problem at all when it comes to men.Feng Yuan now wants to let out his rough side, walking posture, speaking voice, etc. must be changed.I don't want to be a mighty military general, but I want to be like a delicate and elegant scholar.

The author has something to say: I saw someone recommending Wang Xifeng and Daiyu, but after thinking about it, Wang Yao has been a woman for three generations. If things go on like this, Wang Yao's thinking will be limited.

But thank you, I will consider these two first when I write next time.