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    "What's wrong with me? Here is where?"

    With a splitting headache, Feng Xiang gradually opened his eyes. After being familiar with the long-lost light, Feng Xiang raised his head with difficulty. What he could see was an antique medium-sized room.  Furniture such as chairs and flower stands are also clearly Ming and Qing styles.  Feng Xiang was puzzled at first, thinking that I seemed to be hit by a car when I was crossing the street outside the gate of Hengdian Film and Television City, what happened next?  Where am I now?

    Feng Xiang was really confused. As a top student in the Chemical Engineering Department of Zhejiang University, he and a group of classmates went to Dongyang's Hengdian Film and Television City this morning for a tour.  After taking a lot of photos with the digital camera, the students who did not have enough pockets ended their visit and began to return to the camp and return to school.  But just as he was leaving Hengdian Film and Television City and crossing the road, a car running through a red light suddenly rushed over. Feng Xiang, who had a chance to avoid the front of the car, pushed a classmate who was too late to react, but the classmate was pushed by Feng Xiang.  After driving away, Feng Xiang himself was hit head-on by the car, and flew into the air directly, and then Feng Xiang didn't know anything.

    Recalling this, Feng Xiang's heart suddenly moved, and he thought that I was knocked unconscious by a car and sent to the film and television city by my classmates?  But it's not right, if I was knocked unconscious, Lao Sun and the others should send me to the hospital for emergency treatment?  Why send it to the film and television city, there is no doctor here?  Besides, does this film and television city also have a first-aid room?  But even if there is, why is there no medical equipment here?

    "Old Sun, Old Sun, Ao Dabao, Ao Dabao." Although his stomach was full of doubts, Feng Xiang still called out the names of the students, wanting to find out from them.  Fortunately, Feng Xiang's call was quickly answered, and the carved door was pushed open with a creak, and a young man in his twenties walked in, holding a wooden plate in his hand,  There is a medicine bowl on the plate.  Taking a closer look at the young man's attire, Feng Xiang immediately opened his mouth wide, so surprised that he even forgot the severe headache!

    There was a reason for Feng Xiang's surprise. Not only was the young man who came in with the medicine bowl not one of Feng Xiang's classmates, even though his appearance was fairly decent, his temperament was so wretched, and what made Feng Xiang the most  What was dumbfounded was that the young man in front of him was still wearing a pigtail with a money mouse tail¡ªthat is, his entire head was bald, except for a small braid that was not much thicker than a mouse tail in the middle of his head!  Shocked, Feng Xiang blurted out: "I said buddy, aren't you too dedicated? To earn a few lunches for making movies and TV shows, and make your hair like this, you won't be afraid that your girlfriend will kick you  ?¡±

    "Master Feng, what did you say?" The young man with a mouse tail was more surprised than Feng Xiang, and asked with an authentic Yunnan accent: "What box lunch? What girlfriend kicked me?"

    "Master Feng?" Feng Xiang was even more confused, thinking that my surname is Feng (Feng), which is good, but no one ever called me Young Master Feng?  Thinking up to this point, Feng Xiang suddenly remembered one more thing. There are endless Qing palace dramas in the country, but in order to cover up the shame and beautify the foreign invaders, those Qing palace dramas and the characters in Qing palace dramas are all wearing magic whips in the middle and late stages.  The big braids that just appeared, there is no such thing as the brain-dead Qing palace drama. The Qing palace drama restores the real history, allowing the Han people who were enslaved and oppressed by foreign races to wear real money rat tails-what is it not to smear the face of the gods?  Thinking of this, Feng Xiang screamed even louder, "Who are you? Why do you have such braids? Where is this? Why am I here?"

    "Master Feng, did you fall off your horse and break your head?" The young man with a rat-tailed money was very nervous, and hurried over to put down the medicine bowl, and touched Feng Xiang's forehead while saying, "Master Feng, you don't feel well there."  ? Do you remember me? I am Erlang, and I am your servant Xiao Erlang, you don¡¯t even remember me?¡±

    "Erlang? My servant Xiao Erlang?" Feng Xiang became more and more confused the more he heard it. He was puzzled by the words of the young man with a mouse tail who called himself Erlang, but also felt that Erlang was very kind.  Like the family members he was too familiar with, Feng Xiang was even more surprised that Xiao Erlang spoke with an authentic Yunnan accent, but he didn't feel the slightest dialect barrier, as if he had been familiar with it since he was a child.  This accent is average?  !  Thinking of this, Feng Xiang's body trembled, and he suddenly remembered a big thing - what he said just now seemed to be an incomparably authentic Yunnan accent?  !

    "I, who am I? Where am I?" A series of strange things happened, and Feng Xiang's head, which was already in pain, almost exploded. He jumped up from the bed and hugged his head.  Shouting, "Tell me, who am I? How can I speak Yunnan dialect? Where is this? My fellowXiang Xiang sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Come on, just come. If you come, you will be safe. Since it is the sixth year of Kangxi in the braided dynasty, the big traitor Wu Sangui and the bearded traitor Obai should not be dead yet. The variables in the braided dynasty are still there  A lot, I still have a chance to cut off this pig's tail." After sighing, Feng Xiang's chubby face showed some smiles, and he whispered in his heart: "From now on, I will be called Lu Yifeng.  , Lu Yifeng."

    "Next, what should I do as Lu Yifeng, the selection official for the West?" Feng Xiang thought carefully, "Since I have come to this era, how should I choose? To join Wu Sangui and help Wu Sangui raise troops against the Qing Dynasty?  Do you want to be an obedient citizen honestly, and sell Wu Sangui when he rises up in the future, and live your whole life in the court of God?  , Expel the Tartars? Or, I don¡¯t seek refuge with anyone, and work alone? But I am a small seventh-rank county magistrate, with no family background and no backing, and the governing of Qujing is still under Wu Sangui¡¯s nose, can I do it alone?¡±

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