Ming Dynasty: My Brother-in-law is Zhu Youxiao

"My lord, can you not smoke others..."

Following the sound of a lazy and waxy voice, Zhang Gui immediately felt something was wrong, and hurriedly opened his eyes.

What caught his eyes was an ancient bed of gilt-painted mahogany, which was very large. Outside the bed, there were carved beams and painted buildings on the top, and a vermilion case with screen windows on the bottom.

Zhang Gui sat up abruptly: "Is this time travelling?"

"Young master is awake?"

At this time, a girl dressed in Hanfu sat up in the bed tent outside.

Zhang Gui saw that the girl was wearing a flying fairy bun, her face was small and white.

Immediately afterwards, the girl rubbed her sleepy eyes and got up.

Zhang Gui, who is familiar with Hanfu, knew at a glance that the girl was wearing Ming Dynasty clothing.

Therefore, Zhang Gui was even more horrified: "I really traveled through time, and it was the Ming Dynasty?"

He really didn't know how he crossed over.

Originally, he was doing experiments with a female assistant in the laboratory, but because he had been working all night, he was so tired that he fell asleep in the laboratory. Who would have thought that when he woke up, he would come to such a world that seemed to be the Ming Dynasty!

"ah!"

Immediately afterwards, a violent headache came.

Zhang Gui hugged his head.

It didn't take long for the pain to disappear, but there was a lot of information in his mind.

"I am now in Daming in the first year of the apocalypse, possessing a person with the same name as myself, and my identity is Zhang Gui, the only son of Zhang Guoji, the head of the dynasty. Even after being established as a queen, I moved to live in the capital with my father."

"In this way, I am a relative."

"But my relatives don't take the imperial examination. That is to say, it is impossible to be the most noble civil servant in this era. But it is still possible to be a military official."

"It's actually quite good. Anyway, I was alone in my previous life, so I can be regarded as having no worries and no worries. I have lived a new life, and I am still a relative of the emperor. I can undoubtedly be a rich and idle person."

"It's just that it's the first year of the apocalypse, and it's only been 24 years since the Ming Dynasty died. If I want to be a wealthy and idle person, I can only do it for more than 20 years. This is too short!"

Zhang Gui slandered in his heart.

"Are you all right, son?"

At this time, the girl next to Zhang Gui hurriedly asked.

Zhang Gui therefore looked at the girl.

He had already inherited the memory of the original owner, and began to recognize this girl, and knew that her name was Xiaochan, and she was his maid, and her current main duty was to help him get dressed, wash and drink tea.

Young, only thirteen or fourteen years old.

It was at the age of budding that Xiao He showed her sharp corners.

"It's okay, it's just a headache, it's fine now."

"Uh-huh."

Xiao Chan agreed, and then walked over to uncover Zhang Gui's quilt.

Seeing this, Zhang Gui hurriedly snatched back the quilt and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Xiaochan took a look at Zhang Gui, and suddenly said, "Young master has grown again."

Zhang Gui frowned slightly: "What do you mean growing?"

Xiaochan didn't answer, and began to dress Zhang Gui.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Gui was treated like a human being by Xiao Chan.

However, in the late Ming Dynasty, men also wore colorful clothes, so the original owner had no other clothes, only red and green clothes, so that he was very coquettish in what he wore.

Zhang Gui had the urge to change it out, and felt that wearing commoner clothes was better than wearing silk clothes with red flowers and willow greens.

Therefore, Zhang Gui planned to go to the street to buy some ready-to-wear clothes that fit his style, and then went to enjoy the scenery of the capital in the late Ming Dynasty, and then thought about how to avoid the ruin of the country and family in the future.

"My lord, you can't go out!"

But just when Zhang Gui stepped half of his foot out of the gate, Xiaochan grabbed him, staring at him with a pair of big peach blossom eyes.

"Why?"

Zhang Gui asked.

"Did you forget, my lord? You got into a fight outside and were punished by the Holy Majesty for half a year!"

Xiaochan replied.

"Foot grounding, and for half a year?!"

After being reminded by Xiao Chan, Zhang Gui remembered that he had had an unpleasant fight with Liu Cheng, the son of Liu Zhixuan, the Prime Minister of Shuntian Mansion, in the casino. Arrogant and domineering, fighting evil, and was punished by Tian Qi for half a year.

"It's okay, if you don't tell me, no one knows I'm out."

Zhang Guidao.

Xiao Chan said: "Father will beat me when he finds out. Young Master, let's play in the house, okay, Xiao Chan will accompany you. As long as Young Master doesn't beat others."

Zhang Gui became interested when he heard this, put his feet back, looked at Xiao Chan: "Have I whipped you before?"

Xiaochan nodded her head, her eyes began to turn red.

Fuck!

I was really nothing before!

So evil? !

Such a cruel attack on a little girl?

Zhang Gui hurriedly asked: "How did you draw it?"

Xiaochan said: "Use the Japanese fan to slap your palms."

"That's it."

Zhang Gui realized that he had misunderstood his predecessor, and said: "From now on, if you make a mistake, the young master will not slap your palms, but only your buttocks."

"Won't that hurt?"

Xiaochan asked.

Zhang Gui's conscience suddenly awakened, and he said, "When you grow up, smoke again."

"Is what the son said true?"

Xiaochan asked in surprise.

Zhang Gui nodded.

But looking at the blue sky, white clouds and towering Forbidden City outside, he still wanted to go out and have a look.

But now, Zhang Gui has a follower by his side, so he can only temporarily dispel the idea of ​​going out to have a look.

At noon, after the little girl Xiaochan was sleepy holding a little brocade cat in the house, he quietly walked outside the house.

As soon as he came out, Zhang Gui found a Jin Yiwei in black clothes and holding a Yanling Saber staring at him.

"What are you looking at?"

Zhang Guili asked confidently.

"What are you looking at!"

Jin Yiwei also asked a question.

"Look at you."

Zhang Gui replied.

The guard in Jinyi didn't say much, and directly pulled out half of the sharp narrow knife from the scabbard.

Zhang Gui looked at the shining knife and said, "Just wait!"

After speaking, Zhang Gui turned around and ran back to the house.

Xiao Chan had already woken up at this time, and seeing Zhang Gui coming back out of breath, she asked, "Where did you go, Master?"

"I want you to take care of me if I am a tribute!"

Zhang Gui replied angrily.

"oh!"

Xiaochan pouts aggrievedly.

"Serving with the Four Treasures of the Study!"

Zhang Gui then gave an order.

Xiaochan immediately went to grind the ink, looked at Zhang Gui with her mouth pursed, and hid one hand behind her back, reminding: "My lord, don't forget, you said it yourself, before I grow up, you won't smoke me. .”

Zhang Gui ignored Xiaochan, spread out the rice paper, took out a brush, dipped it in ink, and began to draw pictures on the paper.

Zhang Gui remembered that Tianqi was a famous carpenter emperor in history, if he wanted to avoid being grounded, he could do what he liked, and if he made his long face happy, he would no longer ground his own feet.

"What is my father doing now?"

Zhang Gui asked Xiaochan while drawing.

Xiaochan replied, "We should listen to the opera in the backyard."

Zhang Gui nodded, and after drawing the blueprint, he went to the backyard.

As soon as he went to the backyard, Zhang Gui heard the actors rehearsing "The Romance of the West Chamber", while his father Zhang Guoji and a group of Qing guests were fascinated by it.

It wasn't until Zhang Gui walked up that Zhang Guoji noticed him and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"come and see."

After Zhang Gui replied, he said, "Dad, you have listened to "The Romance of the West Chamber" countless times, why don't you listen to a new play?"

"I can't find any new good shows for a while. Most of them are very vulgar."

Zhang Guoji said sadly.

Zhang Gui also understands this.

Watching theater in this era is as common as watching TV in later generations, and it is also the most common form of entertainment for the rich and powerful.

Although there are often new plays coming out, there are still very few really good plays, and many people feel that there is a shortage of plays.

Zhang Gui, on the other hand, was worried and didn't know what to say to persuade Zhang Guoji to help him write a book to Emperor Tianqi, and to share his new ideas on woodworking machinery. Now seeing Zhang Guoji mentioning that there are no good new plays to watch, he had an idea and said: "I heard about a new play recently. I wonder if Dad has tried it?"

Zhang Guoji said: "What's the name of the play?"

"The Peony Pavilion."

Zhang Gui thought that "The Peony Pavilion" was a famous Kunqu opera that only became popular in the Chongzhen Dynasty in history, and Zhang Guoji probably hadn't heard of it.

Zhang Guoji did reply at this time: "I haven't heard of it."

Zhang Gui smiled slightly after hearing this, and only said: "There is a song "Zao Luo Pao" in it which is very well filled out.

Zhang Gui stopped at this point, watching Zhang Guoji's expression.