This is a round bronze mirror with a silver mirror, and the mirror reflects a handsome face with childish innocence, red lips and white teeth.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to imagine that a bronze mirror can reflect people in detail.

But that's not the point.

The point is that Zhao Hao found that the face reflected in the mirror was no longer his original appearance......

Looking at the face of the young man who was only fourteen or fifteen years old, as well as the hair tied up high, and the bun tied with a brocade ribbon embedded with pearls, Zhao Hao finally realized that he had crossed over.

After a long time, he took his eyes off the mirror and looked at the environment he was in, only to see that this was a Ming Dynasty-style open house.

The top of the head is carved with beams and paintings, and the soft carpet is spread underneath, and calligraphy and calligraphy are hung on the surrounding walls; There are jade antiques on display on the Bogu shelf; The table against the wall is covered with a tablecloth embroidered with Suzhou embroidery, and bonsai utensils are arranged. There are also some embroidery and hanging screens, which decorate the whole room with wealth and style.

He has become a Ming Dynasty boy living in Nanjing City!

The boy had the same name and surname as him. But compared with his ordinary and slightly bumpy life in his previous life, this little Zhao Hao, who lives in the Ming Dynasty, is simply not too good.

Xiao Zhao Hao's grandfather's name is Zhao Liben, Huizhou Xiuning people's family, Jiajing 17 years after the Jinshi, once served as a prefect in Changsha, in Zhejiang for a province of Zhentai, now the official residence is the third grade Nanjing household right waiter, in charge of the two Huai salt caused by the release, can be described as the world's first-class fat shortage!

Although this young man lost his mother at a young age, he was very favored by his father and ancestors, and lived a rich and noble life since he was a child. He had four personal maidservants, two servants, and a number of servants, adding up to a dozen or so people, all of whom were specially designed to play with him and serve him alone.

This is simply Jia Baoyu's life, too depraved and corrupt! Zhao Hao hypocritically criticized, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help grinning.

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Speaking of which, Xiao Zhao Hao is also happy and sad. In the past few days, he has been confined to the back house by his family for some reason, and he is bored, so he plays 'touching the blind fish' with the maidservants in his house. The so-called touching the blind fish is to hide and seek, when it was Xiao Zhao Hao's turn to catch people blindfolded, he accidentally hit his head on the pillar and fainted.

When he woke up again, the owner of this body had already become Da Zhao Hao, who came from four hundred years later.

Although Zhao Hao said that he was fine, the maidservants carefully helped him to a low chair covered with brocade cushions. He put on a soft pillow before he was half-lying.

The maidservant girl at the head twisted a slender golden spoon, picked a little blue ointment from a porcelain bottle, pointed it with a green ring finger, and gently applied it to the bruises that Zhao Hao knocked out.

The slightest chill made the slight tingling on his forehead disappear invisibly.

The other maid was behind the chair, gently massaging his temples with her small, soft hands.

Another maid brought the tea cup from the official kiln, put a handpa under Zhao Hao's chin with one hand, and fed him water with a spoon in the other.

It's so sweet, it's delicious......

There was also a maid who carefully peeled off the skin of the purple and clear grapes, and then gently pinched out the grape seeds with tweezers, and then sent the flesh to Zhao Hao's mouth.

Sweet and sour, it's delicious......

Afraid of being seen as flawed, Zhao Hao pretended to be accustomed to it and enjoyed this overly considerate service.

How had he ever experienced such a godly pleasure? I was a little ashamed in my heart, but more of a dark one.

Can you not be upset? It's so cool to fly!

And I'm only fifteen years old, so there are so many good days waiting for me! I want to enjoy the riches of the world! ’

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Hao stood up excitedly and clenched his fists excitedly.

The maidservants looked at the young master in surprise, and always felt that he was a little strange when he woke up.

"Young master, let's ask the doctor to take a look, the head is not elsewhere......"

"It's all said, I'm fine!" Zhao Hao played his role, imitating the tone of a fifteen-year-old boy, patting his chest and saying, "I can continue to hide cats!" ”

"Really?" The handmaidens will be skeptical.

"Don't believe me?" Xu was affected by the original owner of this body, Zhao Hao's childlike heart rose, covered the silk scarf on his face again, and said with great interest:

"One, two, three, touch the blind fish! I'll start catching it when I'm done! ”

"Young master, you are cheating ......"

When the maidservants saw that he was indeed fine, they hurriedly put aside their work and hid with a smile.

In a trance, Zhao Hao seemed to have returned to his childhood, blindfolded and pounced, but he was always a fraction of a second, unable to catch the opponents with flexible postures.

"Here, here."

"Over there, over there!"

The maidservants deliberately made trouble, and the room was filled with laughter.

It's so easy, Zhao Hao finally caught one.

Jiao's laughter stopped abruptly, and only Zhao Hao shouted excitedly: "Hahaha, let me catch it!" ”

But listening to the maid on the side, she whispered a little uneasy greeting: "Second master......"

In this Zhao Mansion, the old man Zhao Liben was called the old lady by his subordinates. Zhao Liben has two sons, known as the eldest master and the second master. Zhao Hao is the only son of this second master!

Let the cheap Lao Tzu see this nonsense scene, and he still has to serve the family law?

Zhao Hao secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly ripped off the face towel.

I saw that the person who was grabbed by his sleeve was really a middle-aged man who looked like him and had a bit of a nerdy atmosphere.

Naturally, it is his father in this life, the second master of the Zhao Mansion, and Zhao Shouzheng, the national son of the country who failed the five attempts!

Should I kneel down and admit my mistake, or walk away with a nonchalant face?

Zhao Hao hesitated for a while.

was in a dilemma, but saw Zhao Shouzheng hugging him, first sighed for a while, and then sobbed sadly.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Seeing that Zhao Shouzheng actually shed tears, Zhao Hao couldn't care about the question of shamelessness, and hurriedly played the role of a good son.

"Father, don't be angry, I won't mess around in the future."

"I can't raise my godfather's fault. To be a father is to be angry, and he will only be angry with himself, how can he be angry with you? But I saw Zhao Shouzheng shake his head, and then hugged him tighter. Besides, being a father is not angry, but sad......"

Zhao Hao was a little breathless, and he didn't dare to act rashly, so he had to ask with difficulty: "What are you sad about?" ”

"But the feast is sad, and the head of the Yangtze River is half slanted." I only heard Zhao Shouzheng chant a poem in a gloomy tone, and then said quietly: "Son, such a happy scene will never be there again in the future." ”

Zhao Hao was stunned, and the maidservants were also stunned, they didn't know what had happened.

Finally, Zhao Shouzheng let go of Zhao Hao, turned his head to the four dazed maids and said, "You all go to the courtyard, my brother has something to say to you." ”

"Yes......" the maidservants replied obediently, and then retreated and closed the door.

Only Zhao Hao and Zhao Shouzheng, father and son, were left in the house.

Zhao Hao looked at Zhao Shouzheng's dejected face, and intuitively felt that something important about his fate had happened.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Hao asked with some trepidation.

"Alas......"

"Son, there is a saying that 'not to mention the relationship between father and son in the world', but as long as there is a slight room for slow turn, the father doesn't want to affect your mood." I only heard Zhao Shouzheng sigh, and then said to him with an apologetic face:

"But I can't hide it, I can only tell you the truth, you must hold on......"

ps. Taste it, is it an inner taste?