Chapter 1: Young Master, it's time for your medicine~

"Young Master, Young Master, it's time for your medicine."

A crisp, coquettish voice rang out from outside the study of a two-story building located on Zishi Street in Yanggu County.

"Jin Lian, didn't I tell you?

Don't say it like that when it's time for medicine."

A slightly helpless reply came from inside the study.

"Creak."

The young girl called Jin Lian pushed the door open, carrying a medicine pot that was still steaming.

"Hee hee, but haven't I always called you Young Master?"

Jin Lian said in an innocent tone as she walked into the study.

"You!"

A youth sitting in a chair behind the study desk,

holding a book with slightly yellowed pages, looked at her with helplessness mixed with a hint of doting.

He knew that in this world, besides him, probably no one else knew the meme, "Da Lang, it's time for your medicine."

Who told him to be a transmigrator who had inexplicably arrived from the 21st century?

The youth had a slender figure, and although his face was not particularly handsome, he possessed a certain air of refinement,

but the paleness that could not be hidden on his face gave him a bit of a sickly aura.

"Take your medicine first."

The girl walked quickly to the youth's side and put away the book,

then skillfully took a porcelain bowl from the tea set on the desk to hold the medicine.

"Come, take your medicine."

From the porcelain bowl containing half a bowl of slightly black medicinal soup,

the girl scooped up a spoonful of medicine and carefully delivered it to the youth's lips.

"Jin Lian, I can do this kind of thing myself; you don't have to be so tired."

The youth said, reaching out to take the medicinal soup from the hands of the girl called Jin Lian.

"If it weren't for your help back then, Young Master, I wouldn't know where I would have been sold off to.

Besides, you treat me very well, Young Master, and I am willing to serve you like this for a lifetime."

Jin Lian looked at the youth, her eyes like water, filled with admiration,

and as she spoke, she continued to gently deliver the spoon to the youth's lips.

Listening to Jin Lian's words, the youth could not help but fall into memories.

He was originally one of the ordinary masses of the 21st century.

The family he was born into was ordinary, one of the vast and common families,

but fortunately, his parents, grandparents, and other elders were all loving,

so he had an ordinary but quite happy childhood.

And after stepping into school, his grades were ordinary.

After growing up, his appearance was also ordinary,

and it did not turn out as satisfying as he had hoped, like Yanzu or Tianle.

Ordinary him was admitted to an ordinary university with ordinary grades,

and after spending several years of ordinary university life, he returned to his hometown and found an ordinary job.

Just as he was preparing to spend his ordinary life in such an ordinary way, an accident happened:

One late night, while lying on the bed playing with his phone, preparing to spend some time of his own (staying up late),

a large transport truck that appeared from nowhere turned him into a two-dimensional being.

The only thing that made him feel lucky was that the transport truck was truly powerful,

and since he was not a physical education student who could resist steel coils or punch missiles,

he left exceptionally quickly and did not feel any pain.

And what puzzled him was, how did the transport truck break into his bedroom on the fourth floor?

Could it be that this transport truck was the one from the advertisement he saw in his childhood,

the one that flew into the sky amidst the sound of the "Galloping the World, Dayun Automobile" advertisement,

and smashed a distant relative of the World Serpent Jörmungandr into dust?

Zhang Jie:

The lifespan of a mobile phone is 3-5 years, and the lifespan of a human is 70-100 years.

A mobile phone is just a small passerby in the eyes of a human, but to a mobile phone, you are its whole life.

So put down the chores around you and spend more time with your phone.

Don't let your little phone spend a life without love and companionship...

And just when Zhang Jie thought his ordinary life was about to end here,

he found himself inexplicably appearing in a warm and narrow place.

Having watched many anime and novels in his spare time, he vaguely knew this place—this was the legendary mother's womb.

Unfortunately, he was not the reincarnation of some immortal or great magician, and he did not know immortal arts or magic,

otherwise, he would have wanted to see if he could refine the legendary innate fetal breathing body.

After all, many predecessors who transmigrated had laid the foundation for an unprecedented and unrepeatable future in this way,

rising against the heavens from then on, punching immortal emperors, kicking demon gods, invincible in all the heavens and earth, laughing...

Heaven: Who did I provoke? Why does everyone want to go against the heavens?

Following the painful cries of his mother in this life, he was born, opening his second life.

Unfortunately, a child's brain is ultimately underdeveloped and difficult to accommodate his vast memories,

and for the first dozen years, he was in a daze, almost never waking up.

It was not until he heard a very familiar name that he fully woke up.

The owner of this name was one of the Ming Dynasty literary works he liked most before transmigrating,

one of the two great collections of Ming Dynasty street life—

one of the common protagonists of "Jin Ping Mei" and "Water Margin".

Of course, it would not be Ximen Qing, the wealthy Ximen who sang songs every day and liked to plot against other people's wives and property.

But the other protagonist, Pan Jinlian, who was considered a synonym for a licentious woman.

At that time, Pan Jinlian's tailor father died early, and her mother sold her to Zhang Dahu.

And the youth, humble as he was, was exactly the only son of Zhang Dahu.

After recognizing Pan Jinlian, the youth took the initiative to ask for her to be by his side and made her his personal maid.

The youth was the only son Zhang Dahu had obtained after the age of fifty,

and on weekdays, he was held in the palm of his hand for fear of falling, and held in his mouth for fear of melting,

and even if he wanted the stars in the sky, Zhang Dahu would try every means to satisfy him.

Today, it was just asking for a maid, so how could Zhang Dahu not agree?

As for the youth's name?

The youth was the son of Zhang Dahu in this life, so naturally, his surname was Zhang.

Zhang Dahu hoped his son would become a dragon, but the youth did not know if the spirits of the two lives were too powerful, oppressing the flesh,

so he had been sickly since birth, and Zhang Dahu did not dare to take too big a name,

such as Hao, Long, etc., for fear that his son would not be able to suppress the fate and instead suffer a disaster.

After communicating and discussing with several monks, Daoist priests, feng shui masters, and even shamans,

he only took the simple character Jie, hoping that he could become a hero of a generation in the future.

For some reason, this name was exactly the same as the youth's name before he transmigrated!

Since then, Pan Jinlian had become Zhang Jie's personal maid, and it had been five years.

The once thin and weak girl had grown into a graceful young woman, with a sense of being a femme fatale.

Zhang Jie recalled while opening his mouth, letting Pan Jinlian deliver the medicine into his mouth.

"Jin Lian, I need to review my books for a while longer, you go and get busy first."

After finishing the bitter medicinal soup in a few gulps, Zhang Jie instructed Pan Jinlian.

Since birth, he had been sickly, and his body was almost raised on medicinal soup.

No matter how bitter the medicinal soup was, after eating it for more than ten years, he was used to it.

Even so, it was only because he was reincarnated into the family of Zhang Dahu, a wealthy family with thousands of acres of land,

dozens of shops, and several merchant caravans, that he could afford to eat it.

Over the years, he had almost been eating precious medicinal materials like ginseng, deer antler, and cordyceps as meals.

If he had been reincarnated into an ordinary family, with the productivity of the Song Dynasty in the Water Margin, he would have died young long ago.

As for why Zhang Jie judged that this world was Water Margin and not Jin Ping Mei?

Because he found that this world not only had Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qing, the wealthy Ximen,

but also Song Heizi, known as the "Timely Rain," "Call for Righteousness," and "Filial and Righteous Black Third Brother,"

No, it was Song Jiang, Song Gongming...

Speaking of which, although Zhang Jie despised this Song Heizi who dyed his official robes red with the blood of his brothers and sisters,

he was still moved by Song Jiang's ability to manage his reputation, which was simply terrifying:

At that time, he had the intention to determine the world, and deliberately asked the guard instructor in his home who the prominent figures in the Jianghu were?

As a result, this guard instructor, who had traveled north and south and only had one meeting with Song Gongming, praised this "Call for Righteousness" to the extreme,

almost wishing to lead the horse and hold the stirrup for Brother Gongming.

Since then, Zhang Jie had determined that the world he transmigrated into was "Water Margin,"

alias "The Story of 105 Men and 3 Women"...

And Zhang Jie's next thought at the time was:

Since this is the world of Water Margin, with the 108 stars of Heavenly Spirits and Earthly Fiends,

then could the wealthy Ximen rank as a Heavenly Licentious Star or something? ===== CHAPTER 2 =====