Yangzhou
lujiang County
The heavy snow dyed the county, Wan County, white.
the prefect's office
In the room, the stove was burning vigorously. No matter how cold the world outside was, there was no coldness in the room.
In a daze, Lin Chen slowly opened his eyes and sized up the unfamiliar environment around him.
Black and red wooden beams, white gauze curtains, and silky brocade quilts were very simple.
He was…What's wrong?
This was Lin Chen's biggest question.
At this moment, an old face entered his sight. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties. His hair was white, and the tuft of beard on his chin was also white.
His hands trembled slightly, and his old voice trembled slightly.
"Thank God, Your Excellency is finally awake!”
"Sir?"
Hearing the old man's sigh, Lin Chen was puzzled again. His head was very heavy, as if he had drunk fake wine.
However, who was this person in front of him?
Where was this place?
Lin Chen's face was full of doubt. Shouldn't he be on his way home from work now? He didn't remember who he drank with either?
And this, this old man was still in ancient costume!
In his confusion, fragmented images began to appear in front of Lin Chen's eyes, giving him a fright again.
The horse was frightened by the new official and fell to the ground.
He got up from the ground in a daze. A flagpole that had been broken by a horse fell down. He subconsciously pulled someone to avoid it and fell to the ground again. After that, he lost consciousness.
Anhui County
prefect of lujiang
A burly man!
“.......”
long time
Lin Chen's gaze gradually regained clarity.
These memories, other than the flagpole that fell at the end, were not his.
To be more precise, it belonged to this original body.
He had transmigrated!
He had transmigrated to this newly appointed Lujiang prefect who was ignorant, incompetent, idle, and had a good father.
It was also called Lin Chen, and the word Haochen meant vast stars.
Ding! Congratulations to the Host for activating the Super Farm. Reward: A novice gift pack!
A cold mechanical voice sounded in his ear, but it also gave Lin Chen a fright.
Immediately after, his heartbeat began to accelerate.
This was a necessary cheat for transmigrators. He did not expect such a good thing to happen to him.
"Sir, are you alright? The doctor just left, so I called him back.”
Before he could understand in detail, the old man's anxious voice sounded again, pulling Lin Chen back from his thoughts.
It was still that old face, but in Lin Chen's eyes, it was less unfamiliar and more intimate.
Wu Yong, the current Lujiang County Deputy, was also considered Lin Chen's uncle.
He was quite capable, but he was already over 60 years old. There were many things that he could not do.
He was the father of his predecessor, Lin Zhen, the former governor of Lujiang, who had stayed behind to help him.
Looking at the old man's worried expression, Lin Chen could not help but feel a little warm in his heart. It had been a long time since he had felt this kind of feeling of being cared for.
"Uncle Wu, there's no need to call the doctor. You can go back and rest first. I want to be alone for a while.”
He squeezed out a smile on his face. Although he knew that he had transmigrated, his mind was in a mess. He had to sort out these things before speaking.
"Are you really alright?"
The old man was still a little worried, and the beard on his chin trembled slightly.
He had watched Lin Chen grow up. He had no children, so he had treated Lin Chen like his own son all these years. Who would have thought that Lin Chen's new appointment was supposed to be a happy day, but such a thing had happened?
Seeing through the old man's thoughts, Lin Chen shook his head lightly.
"I'm really fine. I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine after a nap.”
Seeing how confident Lin Chen was, Wu Yong did not say anything else.
"It's good that you're fine. Then you can rest first. I'll go and get busy first. If there's anything, just get someone to call.”
"Yes!"
After Wu Yong left, Lin Chen closed his eyes again and began to sort out the fragmented memories of his predecessor.
long time
Only then did Lin Chen open his eyes, and clarity flashed in front of his eyes. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he muttered,
"Not bad!"
His head was still heavy, and his entire body was filled with an indescribable sourness.
"Hu ~!"
He let out a long sigh of relief and calmed himself down. He had suddenly transmigrated to this war-torn era. Everyone needed some time to adapt.
After fusing the incomplete memories in his mind, Lin Chen also understood his situation, the approximate time and place.
the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty
Year 6 of Zhongping (189 AD)
The Rebellion of the Yellow Turban had ended four or five years ago.
In April of this year, Emperor Ling Liu Hong died, leaving behind a posthumous edict, making his eldest son Liu Bian emperor.
The young emperor was young, and his mother, Empress Dowager He, held power behind the curtain. General He Jin held power.
August
The ten constant attendants plotted to kill He Jin, Zhang Rang, Duan Wanggui and others kidnapped the young emperor, the Empress Dowager and Liu Xie, the king of Chen Liu, fled in panic, Dong Zhuo went to the capital in the name of He Jin to help the king, and the ten constant attendants were all killed.
September
Dong Zhuo deposed the young emperor and made Liu Xie, King of Chen Liu, emperor. This was Emperor Xian.
In November, which was also the current month, Dong Zhuo claimed to be the prime minister. He praised the fact that he did not bow by name, did not rush into the court, and went to the palace with a sword and shoes. He did not have the etiquette of a minister.
The soldiers plundered property, women and people, and everyone in the capital was in danger.
Yuan Shao, the prefect of Bohai Sea, Marquis of Qixiang, stationed his troops in Chenliu. Because Dong Zhuo had rebelled against his superiors, caused chaos in the capital, and was cruel and heartless, he invited all the heroes in the world to crusade against Dong Zhuo. He was determined to fight Dong Zhuo to the death.
The scene of the Eighteen Towns 'vassals seeking revenge was about to begin.
After understanding this, Lin Chen felt somewhat helpless.
He had just transmigrated, so there was no time for him to prepare.
Couldn't they just move forward for a few more years?
However, this kind of thing was not something he could decide. After transmigrating until now, at most, he had missed out on a dukedom.
He had a county, 10 counties, and a Marquisate Kingdom. He had a population of hundreds of thousands, and he had a super farm. In this chaotic world, he definitely had a place.
As for how he became the governor of Lujiang, it was naturally thanks to his father, Lin Zhen.
Lin Chen's father, Lin Zhen
In his early years, he earned a lot of money from doing business. Later, he spent a huge sum of money to buy the official position of Lujiang Prefecture.
Before he died, he secretly moved again and transferred this position to his only son, his predecessor, Lin Chen.
However, it was also his predecessor's fault for not having the fate to be a prefect.
The position of prefect had yet to be taken up, and an accident had directly allowed Lin Chen to pick up a ready-made position.
got out of bed
After putting on his shoes and socks, he immediately walked towards the bronze mirror not far away.
In the bronze mirror, there was a perfectly handsome face. His fine hair covered his smooth forehead.
The little white dragon dressed in powder and jade is a proud and handsome young man.
Looking at his reflection in the mirror, Lin Chen nodded in satisfaction.
This face was quite good.
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