After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

The Lantern Festival in the third year of Jiayou's reign was destined to become one of the most famous events in history, because on this day, the young man known as the 'Han Shixian' of the Song Dynasty made the world truly aware of his outstanding grace and extraordinary talent.

From then on, no one in the poetry world dared to underestimate this young man anymore. The elegant title of "Little Poet Immortal" no longer existed, and "Han Poet Immortal" was the respect that the entire Song Dynasty literati had for Han Ming.

At this moment, "Han Shixian" himself was lying on the official dragon bed, sleeping soundly. The people who were taking care of him were the old emperor's personal servants, and of course there was an unexpected person - Yu Yanran.

She was about to leave after the poetry meeting, but was picked up by Han family's eldest lady, Han Lu, who said she had not seen her for many years and wanted to chat with her.

The old tutor and the old lady of the Yu family were naturally willing, so Yu Yanran followed the eldest lady of the Han family to the resting place in the harem under the envious gaze of her stepmother Yu Fang, chatting with her while taking care of Han Ming.

"Yanran, I haven't seen you for a few years. You have become even more beautiful."

Madam Han was a person with sharp eyes and a careful mind. Whether it was the relationship between the Han and Yu families, or the inexplicable ripples between Han Ming and Yu Yanran, they all caught her eyes and were remembered in her heart, very clearly.

Naturally, she liked the gentle, kind, and gentle eldest daughter of the Yu family. However, every time she went to visit the Yu Mansion, she was blocked by the eldest lady of the Yu family and could not see this girl.

Even the eldest lady of the Yu family wanted to promote her own daughter Yu Yanhong, hoping that she could have a good marriage with the Han family, but she was always refused by the eldest lady Han with various excuses.

Now that they met at the Lantern Festival Poetry Festival, and her son Ming'er had written a poem for the girl that expressed his true feelings, how could Madam Han not be surprised? Naturally, she would not let the girl run away.

"My dear lady, how are you?" The girl's cheeks were still slightly red, and she had not yet recovered from the lively and exciting celebration.

"There's no need for us to be polite. Come, sit next to me." Madam Han smiled gently, took Yu Yanran's hand, and pulled the girl to sit next to her.

"Yes..." Yu Yanran pursed her red lips, her body tense and trembling constantly, as if she was extremely nervous.

"Good boy, don't be nervous. I didn't keep you here for any other reason. I just haven't seen you for a long time and I miss you so much."

Madam Han held Yu Yanran's hand tightly, and when she saw the girl's hesitant face, she had a teasing thought in her mind, but she quickly shook it off.

"Madam, I...that...Brother Jingyuan..." Yu Yanran felt the gaze of Madam Han and felt so shy that she almost fainted.

Today in Shengping Tower, Han Ming became famous for his poetry, but the last poem, which was so obviously a romantic poem, will never be forgotten.

No one expected that Han Ming could express his feelings in public and compose a poem for the beauty. What happened tonight will surely become a story for all ages.

Han Ming and Yu Yanran are bound to become the topic of gossip among people after dinner. After all, people in the Song Dynasty were very gossipy.

"Haha, it's okay. I have my own opinions on the two of you." Mrs. Han nodded vigorously, as if making some promise to the girl.

"Hmm..." Yu Yanran lowered her head and hummed softly through her nostrils.

Just as the two of them fell into silence, a humming sound echoed in the hall, followed by the sound of people repeatedly asking for water.

Madam Han and Yu Yanran stood up at the same time, one poured water and the other went to support the dizzy Han Ming.

"Ahem... The bed is so uncomfortable, too hard..." Han Ming saw in a daze that it was his mother, and he started to complain.

These words startled Madam Han, who was supporting him. She rolled her eyes and scolded him in a low voice: "You bastard, you dare to say that about the dragon bed? You are the first person in ancient and modern times!"

As a result, Han Ming fell asleep again in a daze and didn't listen at all. The next second, an old man's voice echoed in the hall.

"He dared to call the emperor 's majesty', to write poems on his robes, and even to say that the dragon bed was uncomfortable. He is truly the first person in ancient and modern times!"

The old emperor and the empress came hand in hand, sat aside and looked at the drunken young man with a smile.

"Ah! Your Majesty..." Madam Han and Yu Yanran immediately stood up to salute.

"No thanks. Today is the happiest day for me in recent times. This child is very thoughtful." The old emperor was kind and gentle throughout his life, but he lost his young son in his old age, which made people feel sad and pitiful.

The few of them chatted briefly, and when they talked about Yu Yanran and Han Ming, the old emperor and the empress smiled knowingly, kept the matter in their hearts, and thought that they would have a chance to see what the two of them were like in the future.

As the moon reached its zenith, the inner palace of Bianjing fell into silence...

One day after the Lantern Festival, a man named Han, who was reading a book and drinking tea at home, received a letter from thousands of miles away.

The letter was full of words, mostly reminiscing about old times, and it could be summed up in one sentence: "I, Gu Er, have returned from the White Deer Grotto Academy!"

"Huh?! You're back? It looks like Bian Jing is about to usher in a new era." Han Ming closed the letter and smiled slightly.

"Jin Rui, prepare the car, I want to go to Sheng Mansion!" Han Ming ordered the maid who was standing by and secretly eating snacks.

"Hmm? Oh... yes, brother, I'll go and give the order right away." Jin Rui came back to her senses, immediately wrapped the snacks in a handkerchief, put them in her arms and left the courtyard.

"How come this girl is just like Xiaotao next to the Sixth Miss, so greedy." Han Ming chuckled and got up to change clothes.

In Han Ming's 'Yin Yan Xuan', the servants working there have a relatively relaxed and free life.

This young man from the Han family would not be too harsh on his servants, nor would he keep them busy. Instead, in his spare time, he would distribute snacks and interest, and play some harmless games with them.

Therefore, Yin Yanxuan in Han Mansion is a paradise that countless people yearn for. However, except for the personal maid Jin Rui and the personal attendant Yong Zeng, there is basically no one serving them for a long time.

After packing up, Han Ming took his servant Yong Zeng to Sheng Mansion to meet Sheng Changbai, ready to talk to him and see if they could welcome Gu Tingye back to Beijing together.

"Brother, the rose pastries you brought back from Sheng Mansion a few days ago tasted really good..." Jin Rui said a little embarrassedly after laying a heating pad in the carriage for Han Ming.

"Haha, you little greedy cat, you're still thinking about the food at the Sheng family. It seems that it would be great to bring you to the next poetry gathering or polo match to keep Xiao Tao, the sixth daughter of the Sheng family, company."

Han Ming laughed dumbly and pointed at Jin Rui with a helpless expression.

"Brother, you always make fun of others." Jin Rui handed the visiting card to Han Ming, turned around and ran into the mansion.

"This girl..." Han Ming was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and got into the carriage with Yong Zeng's help.

After passing through the bustling streets of Bianjing, the carriage stopped steadily at the main gate of the Sheng family. Yong Zeng took the visiting card to the gatehouse, and in less than half a minute, Sheng Changbai hurried out to greet him.

"Oh! A rare guest, a rare guest! 'Little Poet!'" Sheng Changbai's exaggerated and pretentious salute left Han Ming speechless as he got off the carriage.

"If you do that, I'll turn around and leave." Han Ming pretended to get on the carriage and go back.

"Hahaha, how can you be so bad at taking a joke? Come on, I have prepared your favorite snacks." Sheng Changbai laughed and dragged Han Ming inside.

"If that's the case, please respectfully address me as 'Han Shixian'." Han Ming didn't mind joking with Sheng Changbai.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say, I'll call you that. Everyone in the world calls you that anyway, so it doesn't matter if I'm the only one."

The two of them chatted and laughed as they entered the Sheng Mansion and went to Sheng Changbai's yard.