The best Daming golden turtle son-in-law

Chapter 1 The most superb time travel in history

Life is like a dream, and a bottle of life is still lingering.

In the early morning, upon waking up, Yang Ling found that everything had changed. Why did she feel so... strange?
He rubbed his bleary sleepy eyes again, sobered up his hangover nerves, and saw suspiciously on the top, painted pillars and carved beams, and an antique roof shed, tall, and the room was still a little dark, but there was a reddish ray of light , is shooting in from the carved wooden window through the screen, huh?Pale pink curtains?

The quilt is very soft and warm. The silk quilt is covered with exquisite Suzhou embroidery. The embroidering is "Five Blessings Holding Longevity". The surrounding furnishings are amazing!A room full of Chinese-style furniture, a hardwood bed only found in antique shops, with green gauze curtains rolled on both sides, a sword hanging on the head of the bed, a green sharkskin sheath with a gold mouthpiece and gold ornaments, and a scarlet lantern tassel. On the right hand side is a whole piece of white marble carving The finished screen is sprinkled with gold, and on the screen is a pair of couplets written on the back of the paper: Phoenix dance, dragon and phoenix force:
"If the heavy curtain is not rolled up, the fragrance will last for a long time, and the ancient inkstone will gather more ink if it is slightly concave."

Looking to the two sides, several chairs carved with Nan are placed in front of a large black agarwood desk, on which are neatly placed ancient scrolls bound with thread, such as rice paper from Xuancheng, Anhui, and inkstones from Taohe, Gansu, Zhejiang. The writing brushes in Huzhou all exude a strong fragrance of calligraphy and calligraphy, and there are some weird utensils that don't have names.

"But where is this, a love hotel? This kind of quaint, low-key luxury is not like what can be found in ordinary places, but I can't remember it like I drank the fragments."

Just wondering, Yang Ling heard a "squeak" from the door, and poked a head with pigtails. It was a delicate face, a teenage girl, with a pair of big watery eyes. Seeing Yang Ling sitting up and looking at her, her pretty face blushed, and she burst out with joy and shouted loudly, "Brother Ling'er is awake!"

He ran out while shouting.

"Why am I so excited when I woke up? What are you doing? Filming?" The second monk Yang Lingzheng couldn't figure it out. This shout had already alarmed everyone inside and outside, and he heard the noisy voices outside, footsteps and everyone's shouts. talk.

There were a few high-pitched voices of an old lady: "Oh, it's really Amitabha, Infinite Buddha."

"A miracle doctor is a miracle doctor."

Immediately afterwards, there was a rush of footsteps coming from far to near, and the sentence "My poor son" entered the room.

"Ling'er!" The door opened wide, and a middle-aged beautiful woman in ancient costume broke in. She was more than 30 years old, but her mature charm was indescribable, and Yang Ling was stunned!
Seeing that there were tears on her face, she grabbed Yang Ling's hand, who was still in a daze, and touched it, looking up and down: "What's wrong with you? Does the head injury still hurt?"

"A bruise on your head? You just got a bruise, all of your family got bruises, and you guys, where did you rent the ancient costumes? They fit you well..."

Yang Ling didn't say this, because he saw these hands... Wait, don't you know what your hands look like after using them for many years, and these hands seem to have become much tenderer, where else?Looking down at the clothes on his body, "Wow, isn't it?" Then he subconsciously scratched the back of his head with his hands, "Huh? What is this raised bun?"

"I was transmigrated?" In a flash of inspiration, Yang Ling hurriedly got out of bed, ignoring everyone's surprised eyes, shaking around and looking around, "Mirror! Get the mirror quickly."

Long hair and ancient clothes, but I saw a handsome and young face in the bronze mirror, who looked less than [-] years old, this clothes and this appearance... Am I dreaming?

Sit down on the bed, and then, as if in a movie, a lot of fast-forward shots flashed in Yang Ling's mind, and the cause and effect were all clear.

He used to be a writer, and he lived without pain in the middle of the Ming Dynasty. In Funing County, Yongping Prefecture, he became the son of a rich family, Yang Ling, nicknamed Ling'er, the son of Mr. Yang and the middle-aged woman Jia.

Regardless of how he got here, Yang Ling, who can't make money but loves to brag, and has flaws, has directly transformed into a rich second generation. He is so excited.

Mr. Yang was an official, and he was not an official, but his family was well-off, but he has been dead for more than four years.Jia Shi is a strong woman, she manages the family well, and the family is not short of money.

But their son, Yang Ling, seemed much weaker. Although he passed the exam and was talented in all aspects, his mother only asked him to rush for the exam and kept him locked up all day. He was submissive, probably because he was forced He was in such a hurry that he lost his mind when he went out to climb the mountain. He missed his foot and rolled down the hillside to his death!
"This... did he fall down by mistake, or did he commit suicide on purpose? I don't care about the plot, I have to be a strong Yang Ling in my two lifetimes!"

Yang Ling made up his mind, but when he turned his face away, he was a little timid. Looking at that handsome, white face, with hooked eyes, and never to be messed with, Mrs. Miejue Shitai's powerful aura probably wouldn't be able to hear "no" Words, as well as the people in this room, everyone is grimacing, what lines, tone, and accent should I use to deal with it?
This face can't be pulled down either, so who the fuck is calling nonsense?

"Ling'er, are you okay? I'm your mother." In the ear, **** asked him nervously after seeing the strange expression on his face, sweating a lot.

If you drag it on any longer, you can't get into the drama anymore. Yang Ling rolled her eyes, and with a glance, she saw the magnificent house... and her jewelry with a head, the red gold glittering dazzled people's eyes, it was amazing, he gritted his teeth and got inspiration The courage to explode also came up:

"mother!"

"Hey!"

All the family members, maidservants, and servants cheered to congratulate his wife, Yang Ling felt relieved, and the chaos seemed to be over!
But someone in the crowd frowned secretly: Why did this young man wake up and become obsessed, was he so cowardly before, and his eyes kept staring at his mother's chest?
After the congratulations, the crowd dispersed, accompanied by Mrs. Jia and the first little girl, Yang Xueer.He asked Hou Yang Ling about his physical condition again.Yang Ling hummed and said as little as possible to deal with it.Mrs. Jia suddenly pulled Xue'er behind her and said, "You have to thank her, you can wake up thanks to the girl Xue'er."

Yang Ling saw that the little girl's face was flushed like a fire, and thought it was because Xue'er had feelings for him, but later she realized that she was definitely blushing for him!

Because... the process of Yang Ling's awakening was really embarrassing. At that time, he was injured in the head and couldn't wake up no matter how much he screamed. A few silver coins fell to the ground and made a jingling sound. He heard the sound of money in a coma, and he became angry!

This... the ultimate in greed and lust!But how do others know, as a third-rate writer, he is greedy for money and lustful, thick-skinned, asking readers for rewards, asking for recommendations from editors, and doing too much bragging to female readers. He woke up when he heard Qian'er's voice , This is the best way for him to wake up.

The pretty little girl clung to him and sat directly on the bed, then took his hand and asked shyly, "Brother Ling'er, are you all right?"

"Well... it's okay, it's okay." A strange milk-sweet fragrance penetrated into his nostrils, and there was a soft and silky feeling from his hands. Yang Ling, an otaku who has lived on anime for a long time, couldn't bear it. Got this?Immediately my body reacted.Resisting the strong desire to look up, this stunning little beauty!

She is just like "Pinpin is more than thirteen, and the cardamom is in early February". She has black oily black hair, no jewelry, and only countless playful braids, but she is beautiful enough, and her charming face has not yet grown. Open, but also extremely beautiful!

That pink skin can be broken with blows, slender eyebrows, curved eyes, and petite mouth. At first sight, you feel pure and delicate, and there is a different kind of charm when you look closely!
Wearing a pink jacket with a thread of gold and butterflies, and an emerald pleated skirt under it, the clothes and attire are obviously newly bought and made, and it is likely that his wife rewarded him for his meritorious service in awakening the young master... He is above average in stature, and moves like the wind Blowing willows, so beautiful, and even smiled at him:

"Brother Ling'er..."

Yang Ling was stunned, drooling, like Zhu Bajie meeting Chang'e... He wanted to imitate the ancients and clasped his hands to talk, but he forgot which hand should be put first, and he was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat ... Who would have thought that Madam would be moved by her son's embarrassment when she saw her son's embarrassment, so she chuckled lightly and said:

"Your father died early, and you almost... hey! This kind of thing must never happen again. I will take care of the matter with Xue'er for you tomorrow."

"What's the matter?"

"A concubine."

"Ah?" Yang Ling's eyes almost fell off, "Isn't this too fast? What's the connection?"

"And you have to have a bridal chamber tomorrow," Madam threw another bombshell, "I want to hear the good news that you have a baby next month!"

"Come up to crack? I must be dreaming, and it's a dream," another thought, "It's the wife who has changed my son's mind! It's a trick between China and the United States! But I am willing!"

(End of this chapter)