Hu Ye thinks he is a very failed person. He has graduated from a prestigious university for two years, but he is still an unemployed vagrant.

Once upon a time, he had a girlfriend, but now he may have been snuggling in someone else's arms, and he will never see her again in his life.

Because he no longer belongs to the twenty-first century, nor to that era full of his own memories.

Hu Ye pinched his thighs with his hands, and it felt very painful, so Hu Ye thought it was not a dream. Although Hu Ye was reluctant to believe that this was true, he really traveled through time.

Moreover, this body has also been back to the time when he was twelve years old. However, the clothes have not changed, so the clothes Hu Ye is wearing now are very incompatible. The shoes are also big, so you have to put a lot of hay on it to walk.

Because of his strange clothes and appeared where he shouldn't have appeared, Hu Ye is now escorted by two soldiers, one tall and one short, because they suspected that Hu Ye was a spy from the Northern Yuan Dynasty.

They found Hu Ye on the banks of the Halaha River. Because it is an extraordinary time, they are in a pragmatic attitude. Even if Hu Ye is only twelve years old, they will be escorted back and handed over to the hundred households for personal interrogation.

"It's hard to explain the truth when a scholar meets a soldier." Hu Ye observed the two soldiers on both sides and couldn't help but sigh at the true meaning of the ancients' words.

"Report to Lord Baihu, we were waiting by the river not far ahead and found that this strange-dressed man was suspected to be a spy from the Northern Yuan Dynasty, so we brought him back for Lord Baihu to interrogate himself." Just as Hu Ye sighed, the two soldiers took Hu Ye into a camp and said to a burly young man.

The young man was studying military tactics hard. When he heard that he brought a spy back, he immediately raised his head. He was bored now. It has been a month since he came out, and he didn't even see the shadow of the remnants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, which made him a fierce general nowhere to exert force. He was very frustrated. Now that he has captured a spy, he will naturally have to interrogate him.

"Okay, you guys go out. Leave this person to me. I will interrogate him in person." The young man raised his head and said to the soldiers on both sides of Hu Ye.

The two soldiers were very obedient and just stared at Hu Ye fiercely, then walked out of the tent.

"What's your name? Geometry of the year."

When the two walked out of the tent, the young man stood up, put the military books aside, and asked Hu Ye politely.

Hu Ye looked at the young man carefully. He was about 1.8 meters tall and about twenty years old. He was younger than before he traveled through time, but now he is not as tall as his thighs.

His skin was a little dark, which was probably due to his years of military service. He was wearing armor, with a tidy hair on his head, and a strong face. He looked like a decisive person.

"Hu Ye, twelve years old. What's your name? What's the geometry of the year?" Hu Ye said without fear. There was no reason to just ask me, and I'm not allowed to ask you if you are not.

"Haha, good boy, I'm so calm in front of me. It's indeed a good material for spies." The young man said with a laugh, then came to Hu Ye, pulled a chair and sat down, picked up the teacup next to him and tasted it.

"First, I'm not a spy. Second, you haven't answered my question yet. Third, can I sit down and say it?" Hu Ye said calmly at the young man.

"Okay, you kid is very fond of me." The young man laughed happily, then kicked Hu Ye a chair and signaled Hu Ye to sit down and talk.

"Okay, now we have a Q&A game."

After Hu Ye sat down, the young man said with a smile on his face.

"Game..." Hu Ye rolled his eyes when he heard this, and he really regarded himself as a child. He actually wanted to use games to make his own words.

However, while Hu Ye was escorted, he had already thought of the words and made up a perfect lie for himself.

"Since it's a question and answer, you should answer my question first." Hu Ye also imitated the young man, picked up the teacup next to him, took a sip, and then said.

"Haha, I really don't lose at all. It seems that I'm not a child of ordinary people. I hope you are not a spy, otherwise I will feel heartbroken if I deal with such a smart child." The young man pretended to be heartbroken, looked very good, and had a talent for acting. "Listen, my name is Zhang Fu, Gong Chang Zhang, Che Fu Fu, and I'm only nineteen years old."

"Zhang Fu!" Hu Ye was shocked. Isn't this the future British Duke? But why is the celebrity in front of Ming Chengzu, who is now a hundred households?

"Are you Zhang Yu's son?" Hu Ye tried to ask. There are more people with the same name these days, so I must confirm it first.

"That's right, I didn't expect you to know my father's name. It seems that you are very familiar with our army. I must have done a lot of homework before coming." Zhang Fu was a little surprised when he heard Hu Ye say his father's name.

"Okay, this is the second question you asked me. Now it's time for me to ask the question, where are you from and where are you from?" Zhang Fu asked.

Hu Ye couldn't help but be surprised. Zhang Fu was too rogue. He just confirmed it, so he thought he had asked a question. This greatly reduced the great image of this future British Duke in Hu Ye's heart.

"I am a native of Jiangnan, and my ancestral home is Fanchang, Anhui." Hu Ye said, and then he asked with great difficulty, "What is the year and who is the main general of your Northern Expedition?"

"The Ming Dynasty Li, on the third day of the 29th month of the 29th year of Hongwu, the leader of the Northern Expedition was naturally His Highness, the wise and powerful King Yan." Zhang Fu was very surprised. How could a spy not know the year and month, and how could he not know who the enemy's chief was?

"What kind of relatives do you have?" Zhang Fu asked.

"Without relatives and no reason, both parents died since childhood, and they have been learning arts in the mountains with their masters since childhood." Hu Ye and Hu wrote, "When can I leave?"

"You can't leave my military camp before I find out your details." Zhang Fu said in a deep voice, "Who is your master's name and who is his person."

"My master's name is Wuming, a native of Bashu." Hu Ye asked again, "Is there a lake near here called Chuyuerhai?"

Hu Ye asked about fishing in the sea, because he remembered that Zhu Di's Northern Expedition was the defeat of the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty. And it was March, so Hu Ye wanted to confirm. Since he couldn't leave, he would stay. Maybe he could use this news to hug Zhang Fu's thigh and become an official in the Ming Dynasty.

"Yes, here you go a hundred miles west, and there is a lake called Fishing Sea." Zhang Fu replied, and then asked, "You said that your ancestral home is Fanchang, Anhui, and you went to Bashu to learn art, but now you are in Mongolia again. I want to ask you, how did you get through it, how did your little body survive this journey?"

After Zhang Fu finished speaking, he looked at Hu Ye with a smile. He thought he had asked this question very well and could finally reveal Hu Ye's true face. Can a child go around tens of thousands of miles? Zhang Fu didn't believe it if he was beaten to death.

Hu Ye was also stunned when he heard this. He had arranged his life experience perfectly before, which was indeed his previous experience. But there was one thing he did not expect, that was that there were planes in the 21st century, but there were no planes in the Ming Dynasty.

It took only a few hours to travel from Anhui to Sichuan in the previous life, and only a few hours to travel to Inner Mongolia. However, in the Ming Dynasty, it was impossible to reach it in less than a year or two, so his body naturally couldn't stand it.

Do you have to tell Zhang Fu that he came by plane? Hu Ye gave up this idea. If he really said it, he would definitely be regarded as a lunatic by Zhang Fu. But if he didn't say it, Zhang Fu would consider himself a spy, what should he do?

"What? You can't say it. So you said all your words were lies, and you are the spy of the Beiyuan." Zhang Fu put down the teacup and said in a cold tone.

Hu Ye thought about it and finally came up with a solution that was not a solution, which was to pretend to be confused. So Hu Ye whispered, "This matter is a long story. Do Lord Zhang really want to listen?"
Chapter completed!