"What does this mean? Why did the switch fail a dozen times just now? Now it succeeds just once?"
Huang Xiao's face was full of doubts.
He repeated the switch, only to find that he had fallen into the previous cycle.
When you open the door, it is no longer the Ming Dynasty outside. When you close the door, it is not the Ming Dynasty either.
"Could it be that we can't go back to Ming Dynasty again?"
There must be some pattern! What is the rule?
Huang Xiao was puzzled and felt depressed.
Huang Xiao simply ignored it, went back to the bathroom, took a shower, changed into clothes, and felt much better.
Looking at the set of wrinkled clothes he had changed into, Huang Xiao couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the short time he had just spent in Daming. He had been wearing this set of clothes for five days, and it was still the same set he changed into when he rushed home from Shanghai. Gray clothes and trousers. I guess it was because of the strange looks from others at Yueniang’s food stall just now.
But I didn’t notice that just now, so what the heck! There's no way to go back anyway.
Thinking of this, Yueniang's smile suddenly appeared in his mind.
How wonderful it would be to have such a beautiful wife! His father has always hoped that he could get married and have a child, but is it so easy to find a wife?
If we were really in the Ming Dynasty, not to mention wives, even three wives and four concubines would not be a problem!
If only I could get over it! It would be best if we could come back, that would be so beautiful!
Huang Xiao was lying on the bed, watching short videos, but his heart couldn't calm down.
Life in the countryside is really too plain, it can be said to be extremely boring. There is silence everywhere, and a feeling of loneliness suddenly surges into my heart!
In modern society, there are more and more spiritual barriers between people. Even if you want to find a friend to talk to, you have to have someone to talk to. But who really has any friends?
You have less than 220,000 yuan on hand to start a small business? Or go back to Beijing to deliver food? This kind of life is really boring. When I used to deliver food, I wished I could take a break, but now I have really stopped. I feel more confused and bored.
Huang Xiao is confused! The mood is very low.
I caught up on my sleep in a daze, and didn't get up until I was hungry. Wearing shorts and a T-shirt with a round face, I went out. I saw the sun was setting in the west, and there was faint smoke rising from the house across the pond.
He went to the field and grabbed a handful of cabbage, preparing to go home and make some noodles. When he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he murmured in his heart: "Yue Niang's spicy soup is so delicious. It would be delicious if I could go back to Daming to have a bowl of it." It’s great! The person is beautiful and the body is beautiful! God let me go back to Ming Dynasty!"
After he finished complaining, he opened the door, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his heart felt ecstatic!
Ming dynasty! Daming, I, Huang Xiao, am back!
Huang Xiao couldn't help but feel happy and laughed.
Throwing down the cabbage, he turned around and opened the door. It was also bright outside.
close! Open! close! open! …
Or Ming Dynasty.
this……
Huang Xiao's face fell again, what's going on?
Could it be?
Suddenly a thought came to my mind, could it be that I wanted to shout something in my heart? Only then can it be converted.
He immediately stepped out!
Uh-huh! Many glances came over me!
There is really a big difference between his outfit and the surrounding environment!
Flip-flops, shorts, and arm-baring T-shirts!
Even the little lady screamed in surprise.
Huang Xiao couldn't care about this anymore and shouted 2023 in his heart.
Ha ha! Sure enough!
Open the door, go out, close the door, come in!
2023…
Ming dynasty……
After switching repeatedly like this several times.
Huang Xiao finally determined the fact that he and his yard could freely switch between two time and space.
And as long as he is within the scope of the yard, he can shuttle and switch at will, which is quite powerful. Although it is not as good as those portable spaces and systems, it is still far better than many time-traveling predecessors!
He returned to modern times, went into the kitchen, and cooked a large pot of noodles. He didn't know whether he was hungry or in a good mood. In short, he ate deliciously and used his brains to think about life in the Ming Dynasty.
…
At this time, in Daming, on Dongsi Pailou Street, across from Huang's house and Huichun Hall, two men walked over quickly.
I knocked on the door, but when no one answered, I pushed the door open and walked in. I searched the yard again and again, but just like before, there was no trace of Huang Xiao!
The two looked at each other in confusion. They had just watched Huang Xiao enter the house. Why was he missing now?
The two were Dongchang fans. They came to investigate Huang Xiao's situation under the order of the Dongchang Admiral Wei Zhongxian. Huang Xiao's family background had long been found out by the two, but when they wanted to confirm some information face to face, the two entered the house. After searching for several times, I found that no one was home, so I stayed in the teahouse across the street.
After finally meeting Huang Xiao, there was no one there when they came in. This made the two of them very angry and had no choice but to go back to communicate.
…
Forbidden City, Qianqing Palace.
Emperor Tianqi Zhu Youxiao, who was just twenty years old this year, was leaning on the bed with a depressed look on his face. Queen Zhang Yan was sitting next to him, holding a bowl of soothing decoction in her hand, and was coaxing Zhu Youxiao in a low voice. Take your medicine.
On May 18, Zhu Youxiao fell into the water. Although he was rescued, his body never recovered after being frightened and choking on water. This made Zhang Yan very worried, and she has been with him these days.
The emperor fell into the water while playing and fell ill. This incident was so disgraceful that Zhang Yan issued a hush-hush order in the palace. Wei Zhongxian, one of the parties involved, repeatedly warned not to spread the news, but the news still spread. In the past few days, The papers to impeach Wei Zhongxian were piled on the desk like snowflakes, but there were more ministers offering tonic.
After finally coaxing Emperor Tianqi to take the medicine, the eunuch came to report, and Huo Weihua and Wei Zhongxian, the right ministers of the Ministry of War, asked for an audience outside.
Zhu Youxiao raised his hand, and Zhang Yan ordered to go down and let the two of them come in to see the driver.
Wei Zhongxian walked in first, followed by Huo Weihua, holding a jade-glazed porcelain vase in his hand.
"Your Majesty, are you feeling better? Your Majesty is ill, and this servant is extremely anxious. She wishes she could suffer on His behalf!" Wei Zhongxian said with a cry in his voice.
"It's okay, I'm just a little tired. Is there something wrong?" Zhu Youxiao said.
Wei Zhongxian smiled and said: "Your Majesty, Mr. Huo has obtained a wonderful recipe called Xianfang Linglu Drink. I would like you to come over and offer it to your Majesty!"
Huo Weihua took a step forward and said with a flattering smile: "Your Majesty is ill, and Wei Chen is anxious. This is a prescription that Wei Chen found while reading ancient medical books. He specially prepared it and dedicated it to Your Majesty. I wish Your Majesty a speedy recovery!"
After speaking, he knelt down, holding the porcelain bottle in both hands and raising it high above his head.
"Huo Qing took the trouble to bring it over to me for a look," Zhu You said.
A eunuch took it and sent it over.
Zhang Yan took it and moved her eyebrows slightly. She was a little worried about these so-called immortal prescriptions, but she couldn't say anything.
Zhu Youxiao didn't take it to heart, but looking at Huo Weihua who was looking at him eagerly, he couldn't bear to offend his minister. He took the porcelain bottle from Zhang Yan, opened the lid, and smelled it, but felt a sweet smell. It smelled very good, so I took a sip.
Zhu Youxiao's eyes lit up. The taste was much better than the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctors. It was sweet and glutinous!
"This spirit drink dew is good. Please deliver it on time in the future, Huo Qingpingshen!" Zhu Youxiao said.
Huo Weihua was overjoyed. This move was considered the right one!
He was originally the magistrate of Jintan County. He was conscripted into the Ministry of War and was very good at maneuvering the camp. In the early years of Tianqi, he clung to Wei Zhongxian, framed the murder of the eunuch Wang An, and helped Wei Zhongxian control the inner court. From then on, he rose through the ranks.
In the fifth year of Tianqi, he was promoted from a seventh-rank county magistrate to a third-rank right minister of the Ministry of War. He was promoted eight ranks. Together with Cui Chengxiu, the leader of the Five Tigers of the Eunuch Party and the current right minister of the Ministry of Works, Wei Zhongxian was the mastermind.
He happened to have something to discuss at Cui Chengxiu's house today, but he heard about Huang Xiao's treatment of Cui Pinhua. He quickly thought that Wei Zhongxian would definitely report this strange news to Emperor Tianqi, and maybe even ask Huang Xiao to treat His Majesty.
When he heard that Emperor Tianqi was ill, he had been thinking about how to flatter him, but at this moment, he could not wait any longer, so he made this so-called spiritual drink dew as a way to be promoted. Since then, he has become more and more real than him. Historically, the offering of dew to spirits and drinking dew was carried out many months in advance.
The reason for this was naturally because Huang Xiao, a butterfly, flapped its wings gently.
