"Ah..." In the sunset in the capital, a young man sat lonely on the glazed roof of the British Duke's mansion.

The young man looked like he was thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a long silk gown with crescent white silk, and a jade beast's head wrapped around his waist. He looked like he was full of nobleness and glory.

Even though he is sitting, he looks tall and straight, and seems to be in a state of turbidity.

The three boys had a very special pair of peach blossom phoenixes on their plump and pink egg noodles.

This made the young man look at people, and his eyes were filled with divine light like waves. Even if he just looked at him, he wanted to talk to you.

On the pair of peach blossom phoenixes that are fascinating, the pair of silkworm-headed and goose-headed and powerful lying eyebrows made the young man look much more heroic.

But the slightly playful red lips of the dragon suddenly diluted the heroic spirit.

Outside the street, there were many people gathering to look at the boy, seemingly without a trace. A few women were gathering together and talking while secretly looking at him.

Well... This house is very big, with many servants below. You can see the Forbidden City from afar and the bustling crowds outside the mansion.

"Mr., please stop making trouble, come down..."

I don't know how many times he sighed. A bunch of people under the roof cried and seemed to remarry her father and mother.

Several servants knelt down directly. If this young master injured a hair here, his husband would have skinned them after he came back.

The servants and maids were even more frightened and cried.

Life... is lonely! Yang Zeyu raised his middle finger toward the sunset in grief and anger. The middle finger was still unwilling to poke it up a few times.

Are you knocking inside? God!! Don’t travel through time with labor and capital!

Yang Zeyu was very sad and angry. He had been struggling for half his life in his previous life, and had been working hard from a family with a small white wall and a small transparent wall, to a sports car and luxury house.

Is it easy for me?! Am I easy for me?!

Looking back at the group of squeaking housekeepers, servants and maids below, Yang Zeyu became even more sad and angry!

What's the best in this era?! Where is the computer?! Where is the mobile phone?! Smoke, betel nut, ice beer...

Yang Zeyu is so savory, goodbye! My days of sprinkling peppers and skewers of ice beer...

Goodbye! Amsterdam cooks, Tokyo Kabukicho, Nishida enclave girls, Bangkok, Pattaya bars and bathing girls...

Yang Zeyu was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe!

Goodbye! Devil May Cry, tail, ghost movies in my hard drive... and the 100G seeds and 300G films!

A tear fell from Yang Zeyu's eyes...

He raised his hand, and the servants and maids below were immediately scared.

But he climbed down the wall by himself, and this time he was resurrected at the home of the Duke. If he wanted to commit suicide, he would not be resurrected, or would he be resurrected to the poor family?

Goodbye! My soft China, Hard Jade Creek, My Fat Brother, The King of Taste! My Qingdao, Snowflakes, Yanjing, The Deadly Dawusu...

With his feet on the ground, Yang Zeyu was already full of vigor.

Goodbye! My King, Chicken Eating, Douyin, B Station...

"Little Master~~" A group of people were about to pounce on him. Seeing this, Yang Zeyu stood up with a pair of beautiful peach blossom phoenixes: "Get out! I want to have a meal!"

"Crash~" Everyone suddenly scattered. There were only two servants, a maid and a butler who dared not leave.

Looking at his young master tremblingly on the side.

"Are you knocking inside? God!" Yang Zeyu couldn't help but pressed his middle finger against the sky. There were a bunch of limited skins and tens of thousands of points in the king of labor and capital!

The housekeeper was even more scared. The young master is really going crazy!

With his drooping eyelids back to reality, Yang Zeyu had to face the fact that he had already traveled through time.

Although the little maids were scared, they felt: The young master was still so handsome when he was angry! Ah~! He was about to die!

It took him almost a month from time travel to finally facing him.

"Mr., you are preparing food for you in the kitchen..."

He rushed over and the cook quickly got some food and asked someone to come over to give it to Mr. Zhou.

Yang Zeyu nodded, picked up the rice dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth. Seeing that the young master had eaten rice dumpling, the housekeeper bowed and retreated.

In fact, it’s not that Yang Zeyu doesn’t understand his current situation. It’s just that he has finally worked hard to make his family and have a great career, and he will let you go back hundreds of years ago overnight.

Even if you wear gold, silver, silk and satin, the convenience and entertainment brought by technology in this era are completely irreplaceable.

As for his current situation, Yang Zeyu is actually clear about his own.

When I was a slap in the past, in order to pursue a girl who studied the Ming Dynasty in history, my buddy directly switched to the "History of Ming Dynasty".

The girl has a family background and still likes Hongzhi. Zhengde is a man of Zhengde. The silly Xiao Yang is almost familiar with Hongzhi and Zhengde.

In the end, I talked to the girl, but my connotation was so full of beauty that I could not beat handsomeness and wealth.

Before Yang Zeyu could show off the connotation of hard learning, the girl followed the handsome guy who drove a Ferrari and was inseparable from the scene.

This also allowed Yang Zeyu to learn a truth: the connotation is useful, but the premise is that you must have a good skin.

If you don’t have a girl, you don’t like handsome guys. The last time she will at least look at you a few more times and you will have more chances than others.

Without a good sacrificial bag, no matter how much you have, it is useless. You won’t be given the opportunity to show it.

So now Yang Zeyu is very satisfied with his skin! He is very satisfied!

Well, he has to admit that he is reluctant to leave, in addition to the treatment of the Duke's Mansion, he also has this good face now.

The skin now looks not only beautiful, but also very beautiful!

This can be seen from this month that even those maids would blush and avoid him even if they saw him from afar.

He is nearly 1.6 meters tall at the age of 13. The nutrition in the family of the Duke of China is so good! It is obviously a little taller than other people in this era.

And appearance... Even when Yang Zeyu occasionally saw his current skin from the bronze mirror, he sighed: It looks so beautiful.

Peach blossoms, phoenixes, goose egg-faces, and dragons with red lips and dragon eyebrows! Regardless of ancient and modern times, this appearance can definitely make countless opposite sexes' eyes shine and flock to them.

But it’s normal to think about it. After the Zhang family became prosperous in the Yuan Dynasty, they married beauties to improve their genes. It’s a damn thing that can’t keep up with their appearance.

He glanced at the carvings on the window and the dining table decorations. Yang Zeyu sighed. This was during the Hongzhi period of the Ming Dynasty!

In fact, as soon as he entered this body, Yang Zeyu figured out who the original owner of this body was.

Zhang Lun, the grandson of the British Duke of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Mao,!

This old Zhang family is a well-known noble family that is highly valued and has a great honor.

Zhang Mao, now the head of the Zhang family.

The old man just lost his son this year, which is Yang Zeyu... No! Now he wants to call him Zhang Lun, Zhang Lun's father.

Emperor Hongzhi issued an order that Zhang Lun's father was posthumously named Duke of England. Needless to say, the old man was the only one who was the old Zhang family.

As for the history that Zhang Lun knew, his eldest father, who was nine years old, succeeded the Duke of the Kingdom. He followed Xianzong to "read the biking and shooting the West Garden" after he had nothing to do.

He was in charge of the Beijing camp and the governors of the five armies, Chenghua, Hongzhi and Zhengde, for more than 40 years. Later, Zhang Tingyu of the Qing Dynasty repaired Ming history and said that the old man "respected favors as the crown of a minister"!

Even when Liu Jin, the eunuch of Zhengde Dynasty, was at the peak of his popularity, he did not dare to bare his teeth at his eldest father.

To sum up, Zhang Lun would still live leisurely even if he bullies men and women, kills and sets fire.

Of course, Zhang Lun felt that if he had this appearance, he had to worry first about whether he would be kidnapped by others as his son-in-law.

Zhang Lun thought about this and was full of magnitude. How great it would be to put it in my era!

Even if you walk on the street, there are definitely a bunch of girls who are willing to pay for something to happen to him.
Chapter completed!