"You, you come into the house, no, come into the temple and speak." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Yang Xiaokuan climbed out of bed, stood barefoot in front of the bed, and said to the man who claimed to be Li Yuan outside the door, his voice trembling a little with excitement.

Li Yuan hesitated for a moment, and finally pressed the sword on his waist, crossed the threshold, strode to Yang Xiaokuan and stood still, clasped his fists and saluted, urging: "The matter is urgent, I hope the prince will move quickly." ”

When Li Yuan approached, Yang Xiaokuan saw clearly that he was not a few years older than himself, but in terms of size, he was more than half a head taller than himself, wearing a soap horn folded scarf, wearing red, green, blue, purple, and blue five-color clothes, with a jade belt around his waist, and a pair of tiger head fast boots on his feet.

"You mean the mother? Pass me on? I don't know why? Yang Xiaokuan was anxious when he heard him, and he mustered up the courage to ask tentatively.

"This ......" Li Yuan hesitated for a moment, then glanced back at the two maids standing outside the door, lowered his voice and said to Yang Xiaokuan, "There was a demon in the Hongsheng Palace last night, and the demon of Jieguo Gong was born early this morning. Outside the gate of the Jin Palace, I have ordered Xian Xian to mount under Luo Bei, please don't delay the time, so come with me to Hongsheng Palace. ”

Yang Xiaokuan was like in a dream, he was in a trance, and he didn't know what to do, but because he heard the word demon in his mind, he couldn't help but think of the legend of Qinglong in Jingdi Village. Who can tell if there are evil spirits in this world?

Let's take Jingdi Village's frequent appearance of Qinglong in the Qinglong River, it is said that such an absurd thing is that a high-achieving student like my mother who graduated from the history department will definitely not believe it, but my mother really believes it.

According to his mother to Yang Xiaokuan, including his father, Yang Xiaokuan's grandfather, many older generations in Jingdi Village have seen Qinglong appear with their own eyes. Jingdi Village was not originally called Jingdi Village, and Qinglong River was not originally called Qinglong River, it is precisely because of the Qinglong appearance that things often happen, in order to express the awe of the Dragon King, the elders in the village who have knowledge are in charge, and the name of the village and the river are changed together, among which the name of the river has nothing to say, but the reason why the name of the village is changed to Jingdi Village is because the village is surrounded by mountains, standing on the top of the hill and overlooking the whole village, like the bottom of a well; The main thing is to take such a name, in order to show humility to the dragon king, to show it that the people living in the village are frogs at the bottom of the well, short-sighted, and intend to win the favor of the dragon king, and often patronize the Qinglong River, bringing good weather to the villagers.

Abnormality is a demon. I was inexplicably pushed into the Qinglong River, and inexplicably my soul penetrated back to ancient times, and as soon as I woke up from my dream, I bumped into a historical figure suspected of being Tang Gaozu Li Yuan, and kept telling myself that there was a demon in Hongsheng Palace who appeared to kill people, can't all this be called a demon?

Yang Xiaokuan tried his best to restrain himself, not to think nonsense, and for a while, he didn't dare to rashly ask Li Yuan in front of him about anything, hurriedly agreed, and raised his feet to follow Li Yuan out of the palace. But as soon as the first foot hit the ground, a chill ran on the soles of his feet, he looked down, and then realized that he had just jumped out of bed, not only with two bare feet, but even with only a white nightgown on his body, why can't he go to Hongsheng Palace with Li Yuan in this dress.

"Ah, Tang Guogong, please wait outside the door for a while, and let Xiaowang change his clothes." Even Yang Xiaokuan himself felt strange and funny, and he blurted out such an ancient saying.

Could it be that there are still remnants of the original thinking and memory of the ancients in this body now?

Yang Xiaokuan recalled the woman in white who appeared in his dream when he was half-asleep and half-awake, and couldn't help but have a trace of doubt about this soul piercing.

Li Yuan raised his eyelids, glanced at Yang Xiaokuan, and then raised his voice and ordered the two maids standing outside the door: "If Ruoxi is not there, why don't you two enter the palace quickly and serve the prince to change clothes?" He hugged his fist at Yang Xiaokuan and retreated: "Then I will wait for the prince outside the mansion gate." Niangniang still has a few words, stay on the road for a while, I will just say to the prince, you listen. ”

Li Yuan's words and deeds made Yang Xiaokuan's heart suddenly vigilant, when he successfully passed two rounds of screening and entered the Provincial Museum as a "national treasure interpretation star", his mother once said to him: If you want to explore the historical truth hundreds of thousands of years ago, you must first learn to observe things, analyze things, and make reasonable inferences based on this.

As far as his current situation is concerned, it is obvious that he is possessed by a prince, and Li Yuan's words and deeds clearly show that he has an unusually close relationship with himself, otherwise he would never blurt out the names of the maids in his mansion, and even give orders to them on his behalf.

The two maids answered softly, but they still stood outside the door of the dormitory, not daring to take a step into the dormitory.

"You two stand aside for the time being, I don't need anyone else to serve here." Yang Xiaokuan had his own idea in his heart, and by the way, he also relieved the siege for the two maids.

After the figures of Li Yuan and the two maids disappeared from sight, Yang Xiaokuan turned around, slammed into the bed, reached out and picked up the mobile phone from the bed, and pulled out his mother's mobile phone: he wanted to confirm with his own hands whether everything that happened in front of him was true or false.

After a short period of silence, there is a voice reminder on the mobile phone: the number you dialed is not in the service area, please call again later.

He pulled it back, and the phone was still the same thing that answered him.

Yang Xiaokuan was not reconciled, and pulled out his father, grandfather, teachers, and classmates in one go...... All the numbers stored in his phone's address book, without exception, came from the phone with the same response: the number you dialed is not in the service area, please call again later.

Yang Xiaokuan sat back on the edge of the bed, his eyes constantly scanning back and forth in the big room called the dormitory: everything in front of him seemed so real and believable. That's right, this time I did travel back to ancient times.

A strand of long hair fell down, blocking Yang Xiaokuan's eyes, his eyes lit up, he quickly picked up the mobile phone, turned on the mirror function, held the mobile phone in front of him as a mirror, and looked at himself in the mirror with anxiety: what appeared in the mirror was a completely unfamiliar face: Yang Xiaokuan's originally chubby round face became a melon seed face with slightly sunken cheeks; For a long time, the flat nose bridge that my mother had been fouled with has also become straight, and there is a slight hook; Especially the pair of eyes reflected in the mirror, a pair of sword eyebrows almost straight into the temples, slightly raised above the eyebrows, and two crescent-like eyes with a natural smile.

Reincarnation is a technical job. Yang Xiaokuan can't remember who said this famous sentence.

His soul went back to ancient times, incarnated as such a beautiful young man, and became a prince, could it be that he was blessed by misfortune and handed in "**** luck"?

At the same time, Yang Xiaokuan at this time saw his face in this life through the mirror of his mobile phone, which also aroused his stronger curiosity.

At this time, the boot screen that appeared when he woke up from a dream and turned on the mobile phone flashed in his mind, Yang Xiaokuan immediately turned off the mirror function, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the shortest one of the columnar lines marking the network connection status at the top right of the mobile phone screen was actually white, shining brightly, and above the columnar line, the words "4G" were also displayed. Is there still a 4G signal here?

Yang Xiaokuan didn't think much about it, then reached out and pulled down the menu of his mobile phone, clicked on the data connection, and a miracle appeared: the two very familiar little fish tails flashed and lit up. He subconsciously looked up, trying to find the source of the 4G signal on the roof, but found nothing except a few thick roof beams.

Whatever it is, since there is a network available, why not use it to find out who the King of Jin is who he possesses?

Yang Xiaokuan made up his mind in his heart, clicked on the mobile phone browser, thought about it for a while, and entered the words "King of Sui, Tang and Jin" in the search bar, and then stared at the blue line above the search bar showing the search progress and stretched a little bit...... Finally, the search results are available:

The first article shows: In the spring of the first year of the emperor, in March, the second month of the first year of the emperor, the brother of the Shu clan was the king of Wei, the male was the king of Guangping, the king of Fengziguang was the king of Jin, Jun was the king of Qin, Xiu was the king of Yue, and the king of Han was ......;

The second article still bears the words Jin Wang Guang;

The third article shows: Li Zhi, King of Jin.....

......

Yang Xiaokuan's mind first reacted to the third search result: Li Zhi, King of Jin, isn't this the husband of Empress Wu Zetian - Tang Gaozong? No, Li Yuan, the Duke of Tang Guo, who had just left in front of him, was only sixteen or seventeen years old, how could he possess his grandson Li Zhi?

Excluding Li Zhi, Yang Xiaokuan's gaze naturally fell on the words Jin Wangguang, which were the most displayed in the search results.

Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty?!

Could it be that his soul pierced and possessed this notorious doomsday faint king?

Yang Xiaokuan was still unwilling, and then entered the three words Emperor Yang of Sui in the search bar of his mobile phone, and the results displayed on the mobile phone screen after a while made him completely desperate: Yang Guang, a Ying, nicknamed A Zong, the second son of Emperor Wen of Sui Yang Jian, was named the Duke of Yanmen County in the first year of the elephant of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and the first year of the opening of the emperor was the king of Jin......

In Yang Xiaokuan's dream, he will either incarnate as the founding emperor of the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, the Tang Dynasty and Song Zu, and lead millions of teachers, unify the world, and create an immortal prosperous foundation, or incarnate as a general like Wei Qing, Huo Quzhi, Chen Qingzhi, Li Jing, and Guo Ziyi.

Who would have thought that this time he was actually possessed by Yang Guang, the eternal faint monarch!

Killing his father ****, killing his brother and forcing his sister-in-law, excesses, and forcing the people to rebel, until he also ended up being killed by Yu Wenhua and the end of the country, is this the fate he will face?

Yang Xiaokuan's eyes stared directly at Yang Guang's life profile displayed on the mobile phone screen, and his mind was blank.

It took him a long time to recover from the utter disappointment and frustration he had experienced from head to toe.

Yes, QQ phone, WeChat video......

He tried to use this incredible 4G signal to get in touch with his family, teachers, and classmates through one channel after another, in a vain attempt to prove that everything that had just happened was just a prank, but without exception failed.

Two melodious bells rang in the distance, reminding Yang Xiaokuan: Li Yuan, who would become the founding monarch of the Tang Dynasty in many years, was still waiting anxiously outside his mansion at the moment.

So, he had to cheer up, got up and came to the hanger, casually tore off a pale yellow robe and wrapped it around himself, hastily tied it with a jade belt, kicked on a pair of thin-soled cloud boots, and was about to step out of the hall.

He took a few steps outside and stopped again. Yang Xiaokuan gritted his teeth, and secretly made up his mind quite unconvinced: Possessed by Yang Guang, does it mean that history must be reinterpreted step by step? I don't!

He immediately thought of the demonic murder he was about to face, and immediately turned around and walked back to the bed, picked up his mobile phone from the bed, and entered a few words in the search bar: Death of Sui Jieguogong. He wants to make full use of the powerful search function of the 4G network to predict the historical truth in advance.