It was raining heavily in the spring of the sixth year of Dading in the Later Liang Dynasty (560 AD). Although it was noon, in Yangjiadu Village, more than 30 miles west of Jiangling, there were only a few wisps of smoke rising from the kitchen.
In a small fenced-in courtyard at the east end of the village, thick smoke was rising from the doors and windows of the dilapidated thatched hut, as well as from the gaps between the walls and the roof. At first glance, it looked like the hut was on fire, and heart-wrenching coughs could be heard from time to time.
Came from inside the house.
"Cough cough cough... Shichiro, wake up, wake up... cough cough cough..."
Chen Chang felt someone calling him and turned his head. The old voice became louder and louder. He felt someone even stretched out his hand and gently pulled his arm.
"Shichiro, Shichiro...cough cough cough..."
Chen Chang inhaled slightly, and the smell of smoke mixed with musty smell entered his nose and throat, and he couldn't help but cough violently.
I opened my eyes suddenly, only to find that the surroundings were filled with smoke, and there was only a vague outline of a human figure in front of me.
Who are you calling? What the hell is this place, a fire scene in the underworld?
"Ahem, cough, cough... Ah Weng, did you use wet wood to light the fire again? The smoke in the room was so big that it would choke him to death... Qilang will be the groom's official soon, oops..." Not far away...
A rumbling sound came from everywhere, followed by a heavy thump of footsteps, which was so painful that it gave people a headache.
Chen Chang felt that he was suddenly picked up by a pair of strong arms. The wet feeling on his back disappeared immediately. The light turned from dark to bright, and the smoke gradually faded, but his mind was at a loss.
After a while, Chen Chang stretched his body, and then there was a wet feeling on his vest, but he was placed on a pile of thatch by the man.
At this time, I was finally able to see the man clearly. His round head and facial features were piled on his face as if they couldn't be squeezed apart, so that all the fat on his face was pressed to his cheeks. His round body and short body were
The short limbs look like a ball of flesh.
Uh... what I'm wearing... actually looks like a opera robe. At first glance, it looks a bit like Han Baoju, the horse king god in Jiangnan Seven Monsters.
"Qilang, think about it again, really you can't find the place where you passed?" Just as he was surprised, he saw the fat man staring at him and asking, "Oh, forget it, asking is in vain. Just wait here for a moment..." <
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Chen Chang licked his dry lips, his mouth was bitter and unbearable. What offense, what offense?
Is it necessary to go through the underworld?
Why don't you let me die if you fail?
He was a quite successful businessman in his previous life. He only remembers being shot on a luxury yacht and then thrown into the sea like a pig. The last thing he saw was the shameless smiles of the man and woman standing on the yacht.
……
Chen Chang was a little confused and looked at his surroundings. He was lying in a thatched shed at the moment. Half of the low rammed earth courtyard wall had collapsed. The courtyard was overgrown with grass. There was only a path leading from the gate to the courtyard.
The three huts on the north side.
One of the three thatched huts remains. The roofs of the two on the left and right sides have collapsed, and there are still traces of burning. The charred beams lie across the ruins. Only one can barely live in, but the paint on the roof is
The yellow mud mixed with glutinous rice juice has been washed away by the rain, and the dry thatch underneath has been exposed.
Chen Chang was confused for a moment. What era is this in? How come the underworld is so backward?
At this time, the fat man in robes had already arrived at the door, muttering toward the room and saying: "Aweng, you'd better come out..."
Chen Chang turned to look at the door of the hut, and saw a thin old man wearing a broken lacquer gauze cage, a white curved collar, long sleeves and long undergarment, and wearing official sandals on his feet, walked out.
The old man was tiny, short and barren, and he was as strong as a general. His waist was as bowed as a shrimp. His wrinkled old face was flushed, and there were tears in his deep-set eyes. He covered his chest with one hand and his nose with the other, and his body was torn apart.
A heartbreaking cough trembled violently.
Even so, the pace is still neither hasty nor slow.
Okay, even though he’s coughing like this, this person, oh no, this ghost is still so calm.
As expected of someone who has died once!
The fat man pulled the old man to sit on a moss-covered stone, but the old man kept coughing.
When Chen Chang saw him coughing so badly, his first reaction was...who said there would be no pain in heaven?
I don’t want to get into the frying pan, frying is unhealthy.
As soon as his thoughts reached this point, his memory seemed to be suddenly connected, and memories that did not belong to him suddenly poured into his brain in a mess.
This is naturally not some underworld, but under the rule of the Hou Liang court at the end of the Northern and Southern Dynasties.
The reason why Chen Chang knows something about the history of the Southern and Northern Dynasties is that he liked poetry, calligraphy, painting and the like in his previous life. Since Wei accepted Han and Zen, the Three Kingdoms were established, and the Jin Dynasty moved south. Five dynasties followed, and the north and south were separated. Until the Sui Dynasty, China was unified.
For more than one hundred and sixty years, dynasties rose one after another, wars continued, and the people were in dire straits. After this, the Liang Xiao court really had no sense of existence.
During Hou Jing's Rebellion, Emperor Xiao Yan of the Liang Dynasty, who was a young and heroic young man but an old monastic figure, was trapped and died. His descendants set up their own banners and proclaimed themselves emperors in various places. The Liang Dynasty fell apart. Jiangbei and Huainan fell to the Northern Qi Dynasty, while Hanzhong and Bashu disappeared in the Western Wei Dynasty.
The Yuwen clan deposed Emperor Gong of the Western Wei Dynasty and founded the country, which was named Zhou.
At this time, although Houliang inherited the Xiao family's national lineage, the country was small and weak. There was only one state about three hundred miles away from Jiangling, which could rest under the protection of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.
Today, his name is still Chen Chang, and his nickname is Qilang. He comes from Yizhou. His father died in the war, and his mother also died of illness half a month ago. Before she died, he asked him to go to Jiangling to visit relatives.
The original owner was walking in the rain, and the dampness invaded his body. He passed by this place and fainted on the ground. Fortunately, he was saved by the two grandsons in front of him. In the confusion, he vaguely remembered that the original owner had also introduced his situation to the two grandsons...
"Shichiro?" the fat man asked cautiously, "If you think about it again, is the residence lost around the village?"
Chen Chang glanced at the fat man again. This guy's name was Yan Qianshi, and he was the grandson of the old man Yan Xiu. Yan Xiu also taught the Five Classics at the local official school when he was in the Southern Liang Dynasty.
At this time, two words kept swirling in Chen Chang's mind——
Time travel!
This is probably the most reasonable explanation.
With the help of Yan Qianshi, Chen Chang slowly stood up and staggered to a small puddle.
The original owner was tall and tall, and the robes worn on his body should have felt like fluttering robes. However, the sleeves of the wide robe were stained with ashes and dust, and there were six or seven holes burned in them.
The small crown is crooked, and the handsome face has been blackened by fireworks.
Chen Chang squatted down and washed his face in a small puddle. He looked at the face in the water and was a little stunned.
The boy in the water is about seventeen or eighteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, plump and handsome.
Such a charming figure can be relied upon to make a living!
"I actually wore it..."
"You're talking nonsense. Of course I'm wearing it. Could it be that I'm naked! I changed the clothes for you. They're a little too big and don't fit well." Yan Qianshi smiled.
Chen Chang ignored the fat man's interruption. The pass he just proposed was the pass he got when passing through the customs. It was similar to an ID card and a passport. How and where he lost it at the pass could not be remembered at all.
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When asked how many days he had slept, Chen Chang took a breath of air when he saw Yan Qianshi holding out three fingers.
"The letter has been dried, but..." Yan Qianshi seemed to have done something wrong.
Chen Chang took a letter from Yan Qianshi and remembered that it had been kept carefully in the arms of the original owner, but it had been soaked by the rain. Even if it was dried now, it was still wrinkled. He carefully unfolded the mulberry letter paper.
The pen and ink writing on the paper has been blurred into a ball and can no longer be read.
Chen Chang frowned and recalled that the letter roughly stated that he must go to Jiangling to get married within a month. The bride's family should be named Lou, and Yan Qianshi said that the Lou family was a wealthy family in Jiangling City. He tried to recall, but found that
The memory left to him by the original owner was not complete, but incomplete. However, there was no time to take care of this matter at the moment.
Because, based on this calculation, there are only ten days left before the agreed date!
If the deadline is exceeded, the Lou family will suffer a disaster, and someone may even die. As for who will die, the letter did not mention it.
This urge to get married is simply urging one to death!
God is unfair...
Why do people go to a wealthy official's house as soon as they time travel, and take a few dog slaves to molest good women?
Why do I have to spend one hundred and twenty hours in Jiangling as soon as I travel through time?
The slanting wind and drizzle blew into his neck, and Chen Chang shivered. He woke up from his angry fantasy, took a deep breath, lowered his head and whispered to the figure in the puddle: "From now on, I am you."
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The grandfather and grandson looked at each other and looked at each other. Could it be that they were confused?
Chen Chang ignored the surprised expressions of the two. In his previous life, he used unscrupulous means to do business, but he asked himself that he had never subjectively harmed a good person. This was his principle.
Human life is at stake. If you fail to get married in Gangneung on time, wouldn’t you become an indirect murderer?
Borrowing someone else's body to resurrect his soul, this scholar can be regarded as his benefactor. A drop of water's kindness should be repaid by a spring. If he doesn't go to Jiangling, I'm afraid he will feel guilty.
Chen Chang quickly made up his mind - to fulfill the contract as scheduled!
But here comes the problem. Without a pass, it is impossible to enter Jiangling. He looked up at his grandfather and grandson and asked eagerly: "Is this a pass..."
Yan Qianshi had a troubled expression on his face, but before he could speak, Old Yan said: "Ahem, cough, cough... Absolutely not..."
Chen Chang shuddered. According to what Old Man Yan said, whenever pedestrians, carriages and horses come in and out of Guan and Tianjin, they must pass through and survey them.
The application process for transfer is also extremely complicated. The applicant needs to submit an ultimatum to the county, ask for the insured person, explain the purpose of the trip to the local officials and who will bear the taxes and servitude after departure, and the county secretary will ask questions and report to the state government.
After submitting the ultimatum, the governor of the prefecture will conduct an inspection and award according to the customs...
Okay, I'm afraid the day lilies will be cold after the replacement. His spine felt chilly, and his heart also felt cold. At this moment, he missed running at most once!
"How about making a fake one?" He rolled his eyes and asked tentatively. He came from the era when carrot seals and fake certificates were rampant. In comparison, the technical content of counterfeiting in the Southern and Northern Dynasties was even lower, so he would definitely get away with it.
No problem.
Old Man Yan waved his robe sleeves and rebuked angrily: "Shu Zi, as the saying goes, the grain is not in season, the fruit is not ripe, and the porridge is not available in the market. Merchants still pay attention to integrity. How can you, a scholar, have such a despicable idea..."
After listening to Old Man Yan's propaganda on promoting the law, Chen Chang felt his scalp explode and he felt a chill.
The law blocks all the ways for him to cheat and get through - those who cross the border privately will be sentenced to one year; those who cross the border and cross the border will be given an additional grade; those who cross the border under false pretenses will be sentenced to one year each; all should not do so.
After passing the pass and being given a prison sentence, the chief judge sentenced the official to one year in prison...
Okay, with this intensity, just pretend I didn’t say anything!
"I came from a later generation and I know a lot more than the people of this era. So I gave in and gave up. I not only slapped myself in the face, but also slapped God in the face." Chen Chang walked around in the hut.
, constantly feeding himself chicken soup, but his whole body was restless, like an ant on a hot pot.
Although he knows the general direction of historical development, it does not help to change the current situation at all. At this moment, he is like a fly lying on the glass window. There is a bright future ahead, but he cannot find a path that he can take.
"Where are my expenses?" Chen Chang suddenly thought that this era is more of a humane society.
Yan Qianshi smiled bitterly: "When I found you, you were already naked..."
"Uh..." Chen Chang had a toothache. Not to mention the expense, he was probably already saving face for himself by not covering his body.
The hope that had just been ignited was ruthlessly extinguished by the two basins of cold water in his pocket. He sat down on the ground, his eyes blank.
At this moment, Yan Qianshi clucked at him with an expression that made you understand.
Chen Chang's eyes lit up as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.
This chapter has been completed!