Tang Ning didn't expect that his cheap father-in-law was the county magistrate. Now, both personal and physical evidence are useless. Even though he has not figured out what this place is, since ancient times, people have not fought with officials, and those who are new to the city, he dare not take this risk.

Only after sitting in the room and calming down did he figure out something.

He was really too impulsive just now, and he really couldn't leave.

Let’s not talk about Miss Zhong’s affairs for now. In this world, he is like he is really amnesia. He doesn’t know who he is, where he lives, what dynasty and where he is - at least, he cannot leave until he understands these things.

This is the safest and safest choice.

"Son-in-law..." A girl walked in and placed a bedding on the bed.

The girl is about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a goose face, wearing a plain dress, and looks cute. Tang Ning just saw her in the room.

A girl of this age in later generations was probably still in middle school. Tang Ning looked at her, showed a kind smile and asked, "Little girl, what's your name?"

He felt that at this moment he was like a bad uncle who seduced the ignorant girl.

But there is no way. The girl in front of him is the fastest way he can get in touch with, letting him understand the world and the things around him.

"Just call me Qing'er." The girl said softly.

Tang Ning sat at the square table in the room, waved to her with a smile, and said, "Qing'er, come here, I have some questions to ask you..."

...

After a while, the girl stood up and said, "Son-in-law, there is something else on the side of the lady, I'll go there first."

"Go." Tang Ning nodded. The time was short. What he learned from Qing'er was very limited, but he had at least a little basic understanding of the world he was in.

The place he is now in is called Lingzhou City, Lingzhou City, and it is also composed of Yong'an County and Yi'an County. His cheap father-in-law is the magistrate of Yong'an County.

Lingzhou belongs to the State of Chen, and Tang Ning doesn't know which State of Chen is in history. I guess the little maid himself is also confused about history. He can slowly understand this in the future, so there is no need to worry.

What he learned more from Qing'er was about the Zhong family and the Miss Zhong just now.

Logically speaking, this cheap father-in-law is the commander of a county and is definitely the top leader, but Yong'an County is not a remote suburb, but is located in Lingzhou Prefecture City, with a large number of officials such as the governor of Lingzhou on it that could suppress him tightly.

This is also the reason why Miss Zhong threw a ball to invite brides today.

The story is actually very bloody. The young master of the governor of Lingzhou took a fancy to this girl Zhong and put pressure on her from many sources. Her arm could not twist her thighs, and the county magistrate could not beat the governor. The young master of the governor was notorious in Lingzhou and was an absolute playboy. Miss Zhong would rather throw hydrangea balls and marry her than to commit herself to him. However, the young master of the governor had already sent people to guard the embroidery building and drove away the onlookers. Only he broke in without knowing the truth, so he appeared here.

No wonder those people tried their best to grab his hydrangea today. The peaches that had been kept for so long were picked by others, and no one felt comfortable.

Such a bloody plot, even the online writer named Rong Xiaorong, who was known as Tang Ning, who was known for writing bloody plots, would not dare to write this.

But it happened.

There was a sound of footsteps at the door, and someone knocked on the door, and then two figures walked in.

One is his nominal wife, who is now a very nice name.

Next to her is a woman in green skirt. She looks about the same age as hers, her appearance is not different, but her temperament is very different.

Zhongyi belongs to a classical beauty, and looks gentle and generous. This woman in green dress looks like a headache.

A headache is really a headache. I just learned from Qing'er that she had the idea of ​​stuffing stones into the hydrangea. She also smashed the hydrangea with her own hands. If she hadn't smashed that, Tang Ning might still be walking on the street in a daze. She didn't know who he was, and she didn't know where he was, like a homeless beggar...

Instead of sitting in a spacious and comfortable room like now, there is a beautiful wife and a father-in-law who is a county magistrate, so Tang Ning should------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Tang Yaoyao.

The woman in front of me had a very evil name, which was also a name that Tang Ning had a headache after hearing it so far.

Coincidentally, he actually had the same surname as him...

Zhong Yi walked to his side and asked softly: "You..., are you still remembering nothing?"

Tang Ning shook his head.

A trace of worry appeared on Zhong Yi's face: "Have you forgotten what he called?"

Tang Ning thought for a while and said, "There is always a name, just call me Tang Ning first. I always feel that this name is inexplicably familiar."

Tang Yaoyao gritted her teeth and spat in her heart. Even if she had to choose a name, she would have to follow her surname. Are you planning to rely on her?

Then she was a little discouraged. She had caused the trouble herself, and at least she would be responsible for him until his memory was restored.

"Tangning..." Zhong Yi repeated the name twice and nodded slightly.

Tang Ning looked at her and suddenly asked, "Is there any books here? I want to read some books, maybe I can regain some memories..."

Zhong Yi thought for a while and nodded, "Come with me."

Zhong’s mansion was very big. Zhong Yi took him through two corridors and three moon gates before he arrived at the door of a room.

Tang Ning was very suspicious about how a county magistrate bought such a big house. In his memory, no matter what dynasty, the county magistrate’s salary seemed to be not very high. There were also poor people who couldn’t get rid of the blame. Could it be that his cheap father-in-law was a corrupt official?

Zhong Yi looked at him and said, "This is my study. If you want to read any book, you can find it yourself."

"Thank you." Tang Ning nodded and walked in.

Zhong Yi did not go in with him, the woman in the green skirt pulled her away a little, looked at her, and asked, "You really want to marry this person of unknown origin?"

Zhong Yi smiled slightly and said, "It is better to marry whoever he wants to marry than to that person."

"No!" Tang Yaoyao frowned and looked at her and said, "You have said before that the person you want to marry must be a talented man with great talent. I caused this matter, and I have the responsibility to help you solve it..."

...

Tang Ning couldn't hear the conversation between the two women in the yard, and his attention was all in this study.

Although the study room is not large, it is arranged very exquisitely. The three walls are filled with bookshelf. The bookshelf are filled with various books, involving classics, history, lyrics, calligraphy and paintings...

There was a book on the table that was opened. Tang Ning glanced at it. The handwriting on it was beautiful, which should be the reading notes made by Zhong Yi. Tang Ning did not read it anymore, nor did she move the things on her desk, and walked straight to a row of bookshelfs full of historical books.

He pulled out one and opened it.

Of course, the handwriting is not a simplified Chinese character he is familiar with. Fortunately, it is not a ghost talisman. It is a very straight regular script, which shows that the dynasty he traveled through time is not too far away, and it is unlikely that he will travel to some messy era.

Tang Ning has not systematically learned traditional Chinese characters, but strangely, this book looks like it is not accessible and is particularly familiar with the fonts on the book.

He could only attribute it to some indelible memory in this body, familiar fonts, familiar Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, which doubled his sense of intimacy.

The Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the Qin and Han Dynasties, the Wei, Jin and Southern and Northern Dynasties, the Sui, Tang and Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the Zhao and Song Dynasties...

The name of the dynasty matched, but when Tang Ning looked at the historical events carefully, he was a little confused.

No, the Qin Dynasty actually existed for fifty years, and several decades later. He remembered that the Tang Dynasty had existed for nearly three hundred years, and only more than one hundred years left here. Did the other 150 years be eaten by dogs?

He is familiar with many of the major historical events recorded in historical books, but more are unfamiliar with them.

Are you sure this is a history book or not a novel?

Tang Ning opened the next book a little unbelievable.

Next book.

Next book.

...

It was late at night, and Tang Ning was lying on the bed, tossing and turning.

After reading history books for a day, he had to accept a reality.

This is not the world he is familiar with. In the vast river of history, he is familiar with many things, but he is more unfamiliar with them. If he really uses familiar history to correspond one by one, he will definitely go crazy.

Is this an overhead world or a parallel world?

He doesn't know.

In addition, he discovered another magical thing.

Something went wrong in his memory.

After traveling through time, he did not get the original memory of this body, and his original memory was even stripped away.

The meaning of stripping is that he can easily recall some things.

He wet the bed when he was two years old, fell when he was three years old, and was sent to an orphanage when he was four years old, including the faces of his deceased parents who had long been blurred and forgotten in his memory.

Everything is so clear that he can read his memories of more than 20 years at will, precisely to minutes and seconds. Like a bystander, when his mind moves, a clear picture will appear in his mind, absolutely high-definition and uncensored.

However, for a single, 23-year-old single, there is no big difference between having a code or not...

He lay in bed, flipping through his memories, especially before he was four years old and his parents were still alive. This is what he most anticipated and lacked in the years he spent in the orphanage...

He looked at each frame until his consciousness began to blur...

...

"Son-in-law..."

"Son-in-law, son-in-law, get up..."

"Son-in-law, get up quickly. I will go to pay my respects to the master and his wife this morning."

I don’t know when I fell asleep last night. Tang Ning’s eyelids were as heavy as pounds, and Qing’er’s crisp sound came from his ears. He turned over and said vaguely: “Don’t make a fuss, let me sleep for a while…”

"It's too late if you can't afford it!"

"Son-in-law, son-in-law..."

...
Chapter completed!