Chapter 1: The Wedding Night (New Book...)

  The evening mist is thick and heavy, the old crow caws loudly, it's extremely desolate and sorrowful, making one feel uneasy all over when listening to it.

  Ah... Ah...

  Another mournful cry came from a wing of the Wu family's backyard, even more sorrowful than the old crow's wail earlier.

  The maid Chunxiang and the steward Fubo outside the room heard the mournful cries from inside, shook their heads one after another, and looked at each other with suspicion.

  Yahuan Chunxiang pouted and whispered to Fu Bo, "This is the third time today, which opera is our new young master singing?"

  Fu Bo continued shaking his head and sighing softly, thinking to himself, "You ask me, who am I supposed to ask?"

  Then continued to raise his hand and knocked on the door.

  Dong dong dong... Dong dong dong...

  The sudden knocking sound rang out again.

  Fu Bo exerted all his strength and knocked on the door with a loud bang, causing the dust to fall off, but the master inside refused to open the door.

  Helpless, Fu Bo couldn't help but shout anxiously: "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, hurry up and come out! The auspicious hour has passed, if you don't come out and get married to my family's young lady now, when Master Wu gets angry, no one in the entire Wu household will be able to rest easy!"

  After shouting, Wu Bo also muttered to himself. According to what he knew, this new son-in-law, Guo Ye, was famous in the village for being gentle and timid, otherwise he wouldn't have married into their Wu family. How come today he suddenly changed his usual behavior, stubbornly refusing to come out and get married?

  No matter how loudly Mr. Fu yelled, Guo Ye in the side room refused to come out and hid under the Huanghua pear wood Eight Immortals table, shouting at the outside: "I'm not going out, even if you beat me to death I won't go out. What does your family's young lady look like? I don't know what kind of door I should bow to or what kind of relative I am."

  Fu Bo listened and suddenly became speechless.

  Xiaoyan Chunxiang heard Guo Ye's words and couldn't help but frown, didn't Master and Miss say that this Guo family's eldest son Guo Ye had read a few years of sacred books? How can he speak so crudely?

  However, after all, Guo Ye is about to marry into the Wu family. Although he is a son-in-law who has married into the family in a subordinate position, he is still half a master and should not be disrespected.

  So he patiently and quietly explained: "Brother-in-law, our young lady is very beautiful, who in the surrounding villages doesn't know that our family's young lady..."

  "Shut up!"

  Chunxiang had not finished speaking, when Guo Ye suddenly interrupted her, hastily shouting: "You say she's beautiful? I've never seen her, can't count on it. What if after the wedding ceremony, she turns out to be a pig? Am I supposed to marry her too?"

  "You!!!"

  Chunxiang listened to Guo Ye's nonsense and slander against her own family's young lady, even a clay man would have three points of anger, and coldly scolded: "Brother-in-law, you are really ungrateful. Don't forget, your Guo family has received the betrothal gift from our Wu family, and your father personally agreed to let you marry into our Wu family. Do you want to go back on your word?"

  Even if Xiaoyan Chunxiang said so, Guo Ye still remained unmoved, as if to say: "Let the storm rage and the sandstorm blow, I won't come out no matter what."

  Hiding under the Eight Immortals table, Guo Ye ignored Chunxiang's sarcastic remarks outside and touched the legs of the Eight Immortals table made of Huanghua pear wood, clicking his tongue in admiration, "This is really something. If it were placed in a previous life, it would be worth at least tens of millions."

  I remember when I first went to the director's house through the back door to build relationships, I also saw this luxurious thing made of Huang Hua Li wood, but at that time it was just a small tea table, where did you see one as big as this?

  It was just a small tea table, but the director treated it as a treasure at that time, carefully wrapping it in red silk cloth and hiding it in the cabinet, showing how precious it was.

  As soon as he thought of his past life, Guo Ye's face fell, because he thought of this life and saw what was in front of him, everything was so fresh, with a hint of strangeness.

  He slowly crawled out from under the table, looking at the antique furniture arrangement and the style of the doors and windows, the style of the ceramic incense burner, it was probably ancient times.

  Guo Ye lifted his shirt and admired himself for a while, then walked in front of the copper mirror to take a look. He was a handsome young stranger. Looking at the hairstyle in the mirror, he touched the cloth on his head again, this was the幞头 that only existed during the Tang Dynasty, had he really come to the Tang Dynasty?

  The reign of Zhenguan? The prosperous era of Kaiyuan? Or the Anshi Rebellion and the Huang Chao Uprising?

  Listening to the dialects of Chunxiang and Fu Bo outside the house, they are still from Sichuan Province, no, it should be called Shu Zhong now, isn't that where I lived in my past life?

  What the hell did I do to provoke anyone, others can sleep on the job, flirt with girls and nothing happens, but when I, Guo Ye, slack off at work, drink a little wine, I somehow get possessed by the soul of a young man from the Tang Dynasty, this is just ridiculous.

  Hello, if you want to cross over then just cross over, but Lord Yanwang, you are taking advantage of people too much.

  Through the fragmented thoughts in his mind just now, Guo Ye had a rough understanding of the owner of this body, which was himself at present.

  Although they are both called Guo Ye, they are as different as heaven and earth. How did this Guo Ye become so miserable?

  Guo Ye said, "Yan Wangye, you've brought me here in a muddle. At the very least, can't you arrange for me to be reborn into a good family? Even if it's not as a prince or a high-ranking official, at least let me be born into a wealthy and noble household. Let me experience what it's like to live a life of luxury and leisure."

  Who would have thought that the soul would cross over for thousands of years and attach itself to the body of a fallen tenant farmer's son? What is a tenant farmer? That is a family without even one-third of an acre of land, poor to the point where they can't be any poorer.

  Being poor is okay, as long as I have the skills. As a person from a humble background, I'll first stabilize myself in this prosperous Tang Dynasty and gradually make progress. At least I won't starve to death. The aristocracy may be hard to reach, but who knows? Maybe I, Guo Ye, can also make a name for myself in this great Tang Dynasty.

  Who would have thought that he ended up with such a stingy old man, Guo Laozhuang, who took advantage of his soul being in a daze and directly married him into the Wu family, getting 20 taels of silver as betrothal gifts and 5 mu of good land. What kind of thing is this?

  It is said that some people marry their daughters off to rich families as concubines in exchange for betrothal gifts.

  Never heard of using one's own son as a commodity, without even asking, and directly sending him to someone else's home to be a son-in-law.

  Twenty taels of white silver and five mu of land, is this young master's worth really so little?

  Guo Lao, you've become rich and escaped poverty, but you've pushed your son into the fire pit and ruined me.

  As soon as he thought of this, and heard the maid outside talking about his father in a stern tone, Guo Ye's anger surged up, and he jumped to his feet. Seeing her standing with one hand on her hip, pointing at the door, he shouted: "Nonsense! If my father agreed, then let him come and pay respects as a son-in-law! Let him come and bow in the hall! This old man will never bow, what can you do to me? Humph!"

  The little servant girl was stunned by Guo Ye's sharp words, this... is this still the same timid and obedient young master of the Guo family?

  Ignoring the reflection of the two people outside, Guo Ye glanced at the door and window, thinking to himself, why not take advantage of the darkness falling now and make a run for it?

  Ideals are very rich, reality is too damn skinny.

  Guo Ye immediately dismissed the idea of running away, because he felt his sleeves and waist, but there wasn't a single money bag. If he escaped, with two eyes blackened, no one would recognize him. Even if he wasn't caught, he'd still starve to death.

  Moreover, now his own father Guo Lao Han has accepted the Wu family's money and land. If he dares to escape back home, Gu Ye believes that his current father Guo Lao Han will definitely send him back to the Wu family again the next day.

  Since running away is not an option, why bother doing this extra thing?

  The cruel reality is in front of him, what else can Guo Ye do? A man under another's roof, how can he not bow his head?

  After weighing the pros and cons, Guo Yi let out a sigh of relief. Since he had come this far, he might as well make the best of it. First, he needed to find a place to settle down and start anew. Even if he were to resist, that would be a long-term effort requiring careful planning, and he needed a place to call home to fill his belly first.

  Finally, Guo Ye clenched his fists and muttered to himself: "Damn it, I want to see what kind of person this Wu family's young lady will become. If she's worthy, tonight in the bridal chamber, watch me torment her to death! My old tree has deep roots, my Guanyin sits on a lotus flower, my 69 style, my backdoor style... if I don't turn her into Sora Aoi, I'll at least make her into Maria Ozawa!"

  A penny saved is a penny earned, this is Guo Ye's first creed for being a man.

  Guo Ye swung his fist at the void, secretly spitting out a mouthful of turbid air, and silently encouraged himself in his heart: Guo Ye, you absolutely cannot show weakness.

  He straightened his clothes and adjusted his headscarf, then walked towards the door with his head held high and chest out.

  Creaking, he pulled out the door bolt and pushed the door open.

  He glanced at the door and said loudly, "Isn't it just a wedding? I'll accompany you to the end, let's go."

  Chunxiang and Fu Bo exchanged a glance again, each thinking to themselves, is that it? Could it be that Master Gū never had hysteria in the first place?

  It turns out that these two people have always thought that Guo Ye was having a relapse of hysteria, what is hysteria? The professional term is called hysterical neurosis, commonly known as mental illness.

  Forget it, neither of them had the mood to care whether Guo Ye had a mental illness or not. As long as he was willing to go through with the wedding, that was all that mattered.

  Fu Bo smiled and welcomed him, leading Guo Ye slowly towards the grand hall where the wedding was being held.

  Ying Chunxiang was worried in her heart, Master's illness was unpredictable, it really made life hard for the young lady, alas...

  Through the hall and around the corridor, Guo Ye and Fu Bo arrived at the main hall. Wow, it was crowded with people, and there were countless people celebrating and congratulating, what a lively scene.

  After a while...

  The yard was filled with the sound of people, and the guests were in an uproar. Guo Ye and Feng Guang led Wu's young lady, who was covered with a red veil, into the bridal chamber, accompanied by a group of servants and maids...

  On his way to the bridal chamber, Guo's ears kept hearing the laughter and congratulations of the seated guests.

  "Look at this groom, he's got a face as long as a cucumber, just like a silly fool."

  "Haha, for Guo's family son to marry Wu's family daughter, that is a blessing from the ancestors."

  "What's wrong? Guo family's eldest son, one moment on a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, haha..."

  ……

  ……

  After entering the bridal chamber, Miss Wu was led by her maid Spring Fragrance to sit on the edge of the nuptial bed with her head covered, and then the little maid quietly retreated and slowly closed the door.

  Miss Wu sat silently on the edge of the bed, while Guo Yi was alone in the bridal chamber, constantly sizing up his new wife.

  Wow, the young lady's figure is really good, curvy and slender, tsk tsk, could it be true what Chunxiang that little maid said, that their young mistress is very beautiful?

  At this thought, Guo Ye's mind suddenly became filled with lustful thoughts, and he muttered to himself, "Damn the Wu family! Since you want to marry off your little sister, I'll make sure she suffers at my hands. What a fool if I don't take advantage of this opportunity! Tonight, I'll show her what it means to be a hero on the battlefield!"

  Thinking as he walked, Guo Ye took step after step forward, stretching out his right hand to lift the bride's veil.

  Suddenly, the bride who had been sitting upright and still moved.

  The bride suddenly lifted her veil with her right hand, and the bright red veil fell to the ground like a sunset, radiating a dazzling red glow.

  The hat is gone.

  My god, what a twist and turn, this damn mountain road has eighteen bends!

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  As soon as he saw the bride's face, Guo Ye retreated several steps, lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud.