After the family fell, I wanted to lie down

In a mansion in Mo City, a man in his forties, wearing a robe and a cloak, was standing in the tallest attic in the northwest direction of the courtyard, admiring the large house he had built, which faced north and south and had five entrances and three exits. A satisfied and happy smile appeared on his face, which had experienced the vicissitudes of life over the years.

The older I get, the more I like to see my children and grandchildren enjoying themselves. I don’t want to go out even when the weather is hot. Every day I stand on a high place to admire the empire I once built and watch the people passing by in the yard. That sense of satisfaction is incomparable.

The man's eyes swept through the courtyards of his relatives one by one, imagining his children and grandchildren playing in the courtyard in winter, enjoying the coolness under the shade of trees in summer, and appreciating flowers and the moon together in spring and autumn. The corners of his mouth rose involuntarily, which was the pride and satisfaction of an elder and a family leader.

However, when the man's eyes inadvertently swept across a courtyard in the southwest that was not luxurious but full of life, a hint of worry was revealed in his heart.

Although this group of houses also belonged to the Liu family, it was obviously a little more simple than the main courtyard. To be precise, it did not belong to them, but to some of the Liu family's side branches who depended on them for their livelihood.

But now, he encountered a troublesome thing. Master Liu was from a military family. He joined the army when he was young, started as a basic soldier, and finally became a marshal step by step. He was an iron-blooded man who regarded military orders as heavy as mountains. The son of a distant relative who had followed him for many years delayed military intelligence, but he had no mercy on him and killed him without hesitation.

The situation I’m facing now is that I can’t hit or scold him, it’s really a headache.

The son of his colleague who had done him a favor came to him before his friend passed away, following his father's last wish. He happened to remember the joke he had made with his friend that the next generation of the two families, no matter whose son or daughter was born, would be married. After many years, he thought it was just a joke and let it go. Unexpectedly, after seeing his friend's son, Mr. Liu was very happy and tried his best to promote the marriage between his daughter and his friend's son.

This news annoyed his spoiled daughter. She was always proud and arrogant. How could she accept the fact that she had a fiancé inexplicably? It happened that they received a letter the day before yesterday. The son of a good friend was said to be named Yingge. He and his widowed mother had already arrived near Mo City, but unfortunately they got separated. Now the servants sent out did not know whether they had found them. Who was Mr. Liu? He was a man who had been on the battlefield. After asking his confidants, he learned that at 4 p.m. the night before, his daughter lied that she was restless and went to his study in the name of looking for ancient books to read. She looked through the letters on the table. That's why the child suffered a lot before he arrived.

Thinking of this, he suddenly became angry.

"Has the child from the Ying family been found?" asked Mr. Liu.

The servant who was waiting nearby heard the question and stepped forward, saying respectfully, "I heard from the doorman's little Zhuozi that a similar person was found on Qianmen Street. Madam Ying was there at the time and confirmed that it was him, no doubt about it."

"He was missing for a day and two nights. Do you think he was okay? Did he suffer?"

When the servant heard this, he was somewhat embarrassed and frightened and did not dare to answer.

After waiting for a while, Master Liu saw that no one answered, so he looked back. The servant suddenly became nervous and stammered, "Except that he is a little dirty and a little hungry, there are no other external injuries, but..."

"Just what? Stop hesitating and just say what you want to say!" Master Liu said sternly.

"It's just that Master Yingge seems to have forgotten some things. I wonder if he was frightened." After saying this, the servant secretly glanced at Master Liu and took a step back in fear.

The servant felt that Master Liu might not be satisfied with this reply, and then added: "After bringing him back, we have already asked the palace doctor to see him. The doctor has been there all the time."

After hearing this, Mr. Liu did not show any joy on his face.

He murmured in a low voice, "I hope nothing will happen. Otherwise, how can I face my friends in the afterlife who know about this?"

At this point, his voice suddenly rose in anger and he asked, "Where's that worthless young lady? Hasn't she come back yet?"

When the servant heard this, he shrank his neck in fear and lowered his head to reply, "The old lady sent someone to report that she had caught a cold these few days and was feeling unwell, so she wanted to keep the lady and the young lady there for a few more days to look after her."

The man said coldly, "Humph, now they are scared. They know they are wrong and have the courage to do it, but not the courage to admit it. Instead, they will hide far away. Tell them that when Yingge recovers, they will come back. If Yingge is not well, they can forget about returning to my Liu Mansion."

After saying this, Mr. Liu shook his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and left the attic angrily.

When he had walked for some distance, his followers were preparing to follow him, but they heard several calls from the side.

"Master Zhang, Master Zhang," the servant heard the voice, turned around, and saw an attendant from another courtyard waving at him.

"Master Zhang, I'm from Tinglan Pavilion. How is the master feeling? Is he still angry?"

Tinglan Pavilion is the residence of Mrs. Liu.

The man who was called Master Zhang shook his head silently.

"Tell the second master and cousin in the mansion to continue kneeling in the ancestral hall. Zhang Da and Zhang Er, continue to be confined. When the child of the Ying family is better, they will come out. Didn't you see that the mistress and the young lady found excuses to stay at the Yuan family and dare not come back?"

When the servant heard this, he was annoyed. What was going on?

"No wonder there have been rumors in the mansion since we prepared to bring them back that they are actually the master's old lovers outside and are now back to fight for the family property..."

When Master Zhang heard this, he scolded him, "What nonsense are you talking about? The master is just being considerate of his old friend. Now he is an orphan and his mother is a widow. Our Liu family is big and powerful, so what's wrong with taking care of his son? The master is just being considerate of our old friendship. If you keep gossiping, I'll show you how I'll deal with you bastards."

The servant quickly replied yes.

"Let's go and check on the child from the Ying family. He has suffered so much at such a young age. We don't know how he is doing now. If he is not well, you just have to watch. This family will be in trouble." Grandpa Zhang said a little depressed.

"Hey, let's go."

Having said this, the servants looked somewhat unhappy. They said goodbye to Master Zhang and turned back to report.

Seeing the servant leave, Master Zhang sighed and said, "What is this? It's a sin!"

In a simple house of the Liu family, Yingge also sighed: "What kind of thing is this? It's a sin."

Through the door, Yingge heard the joyful voices of a young woman and her maid outside, mixed with some difficult-to-understand medical terms from the doctor in front of the window. Suddenly, she felt a headache again.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment and interior furnishings, which did not belong to the era she was familiar with, Yingge now truly felt that she had traveled through time, truly.

How could such a strange thing happen to him? Time travel...

The excited voice of the lady outside the door and the soothing voice of the maid continued. He could vaguely hear the chaotic footsteps of many people, piercing his eardrums. Fortunately, everyone followed the doctor's advice and had not come in to disturb him. This also gave him time to think. His name was Yingge, he was 14 years old this year, his father had just passed away, and he followed his mother to seek refuge with his father's friend and colleague before his death. In this identity, it seemed that he heard from his mother that he was engaged to the daughter of the owner of this house. Engagement? Engagement! How could he ignore this, but he was a scoundrel, how could two women get married? Wouldn't this be harming someone's daughter?

It seems that the person who was more excited about this matter than him was the daughter of the master of the Liu family. Otherwise, the fact that he and his mother got separated as soon as they arrived in Mo City, and the suffering they suffered, would be the best evidence.

Well, Liu's daughter was very excited, and excitement can make people crazy, so she made a mistake.

As for the fact that he vaguely heard servants outside talking about how Liu's daughter and wife were afraid to go home because they were punished, and that their followers were also being punished, he did not comment too much. Whether it was a real punishment or a show, the fact was that he was suffering.

Yingge had not checked his body since he traveled through time. He raised his hand and observed his appearance in the bronze mirror on the table. Well, he looked pretty good, with a small face, fair skin, big eyes, and sword-like eyebrows. No wonder no one suspected that he was dressed as a man. With this appearance, it was androgynous. I was a real woman, and I liked it. After admiring himself for a while, Yingge began to think. Next, he had to understand what the world was like. Was the dynasty he traveled through a male-dominated country, or was it a female-dominated country? Did women dress up as men? Then he imagined an indescribable picture in his mind, and a chill frightened him.

What kind of world is this?

Good morning, my dears. It’s time to start a new book. Come on!

Biu...........