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Fu Yusheng was lying on the carved wooden bed, staring blankly at the light-colored curtain hanging above his head.
The matter of time travel came back to him one day. Fu Yusheng turned over and felt his head hurt even more.
This body is so sick that he can't even stand up and can only eat liquid food every day.
What bothers Fu Yusheng is that he doesn't know which dynasty or generation this is. It looks like the Qing Dynasty or the Republic of China.
The Fu family's mansion has been very lively these days. After the eldest master's accident, the eldest young master also fell ill, and it looked like he was getting worse. Unexpectedly, the second master also ordered the house to be decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations to please those military masters.
It sounds nice to say that you are a military master, but in fact, if you take off that skin, you are just a bunch of bandits.
The Fu family is a well-known wealthy family in Yongqing Town. Yang Yingzhang has long wanted to take action, but he never thought of Mingmu. After all, he is now an official leader and cannot arrest people casually. The brother below came up with an idea to come directly to the door. Yang Yingzhang decided to go. If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger cub.
They had also heard about the affairs of the Fu family's mansion. They had heard for a long time that the eldest master and the second master were at odds with each other. Unexpectedly, the second master couldn't hold it anymore as soon as the eldest master left. It was a good time for them.