"Shu Mountain" Experimental World.

Jiangnan Region, Jiangxi Chief Secretary, Linjiang Prefecture.

The Peng family in Linjiang is one of the famous families in the south of the Yangtze River. During the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, in order to avoid the An-Shi Rebellion, Gou Yun Gong, the son of Peng Jingzhi, who was the minister of the Ministry of Rites at that time, moved his family to Yuanzhou Ren District, where it has flourished ever since.

In the early days of this dynasty, the Peng family was full of talents. There were more than 20 Jinshi, led by Peng Shi, the chief minister of the cabinet, and their reputation was unparalleled.

However, what goes up must come down!

Since Emperor Zhengde of this dynasty, society has gradually transformed, capital has risen, maritime smuggling has emerged, and the economic situation in the Jiangnan region has shifted from land to business.

Because the Chief Secretary of Jiangxi Province was surrounded by mountains, it lost its geographical advantage. Therefore, the Peng family in Yuanzhou Prefecture, Linjiang, was also implicated in this, and its prosperity turned into decline.

However, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse!

Even if the scenery is not there, it is not comparable to an ordinary owner's house.

Since the beginning of the decline, the Peng family has shifted the direction of the family's development from official career to business.

In the past hundred years, a huge industry has been accumulated. There are more than 700,000 acres of good paddy fields under the name of Peng, which are distributed among several prefectures in Linjiang, Yuanzhou, and Luling.

There are salt fields in coastal Zhejiang Province, Zhili area of ​​Yingtianfu, Fujian Road and other places.

It was in this environment that our protagonist, Peng Bing, a former Taixue student in the Qin Empire, chose the world of "Shu Mountain" in order to complete an assessment and reincarnated as the young son of the leader of the Peng clan in the south of the Yangtze River.

Ming Dynasty, autumn of the seventh year of Tianqi, Linjiang Prefecture, Xinyu County.

The sun sets in the west, the autumn wind is bleak, and the fallen leaves on the ground are blown up by the wind, blowing away a bit of heat and bringing a bit of coolness.

However, the twenty servants in the backyard of Peng Mansion in Xinyu City felt cold in their hearts.

Their master, Peng Bing, the young son of the Peng clan leader, accidentally fell into the water this morning when he was out playing. Three hours have passed and he still hasn't woken up.

In the afternoon, the head of the family was furious. The young master's book boy Peng Fu had his legs broken on the spot. He also told the young master that if anything happened to the young master, twenty of them and their family members would be buried with him.

Peng Bing slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a red tent with red curtains, a large bed made of yellow beams, and a little further away was a red sandalwood desk and several square stools.

In front of the curtain, there was an elegantly dressed woman, a blue-shirted doctor, and two maids, all looking at him excitedly.

"My brother Bing, you are so scared that my mother is scared to death. If something happens to you, how will my mother survive..."

The woman rushed forward, hugged Peng Bing tightly in her arms, and burst into tears.

When the doctor in green shirt sitting next to him saw this, without saying a word, he wrote a prescription and handed it to a maid next to him. He shook his head and left.

The maid Chunhong who received the prescription sent Doctor Qingshan out and handed the prescription to the housekeeper Peng Dagui who was guarding the door, asking him to report to the owner of the house and get the medicine for the young master.

At this time, Peng Bing came back to his senses and broke away from the woman's arms with a little force. He let out a sigh of relief, which almost suffocated him to death before.

"Brother Bing..." the woman opened her eyes wide and said in surprise.

"Mom, I'm a little tired, I want to take a rest." Peng Bing rubbed his forehead and said.

"Okay, okay, brother Bing, take a rest. I won't disturb you, but I'll go out right now." The woman was not angry after hearing this. She looked at her son on the bed fondly and said softly.

After saying that, seeing that he didn't seem to want to talk, he took another maid, Xia Xiang, out of the room.

After leaving the house, the woman changed her previous friendly tone and said to the maid Xia Xiang with a cold face: "Go ahead and tell me, since the young master is awake, those dogs can be exempted from the death penalty. Each person has twenty big boards, lest they forget."

The superior and the inferior are superior and inferior.”

"Yes, madam!" Xia Xiangfu responded with a bow.

"In addition, ask the housekeeper to send someone to investigate whether the young master fell into the water was an accident or man-made. If someone is planning something evil..."

Before the next words were spoken, a magnetic male voice came from not far away: "Is that little brat awake?"

"Master..." The woman's expression suddenly changed, and she greeted him with a smile on her face.

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Inside the room.

Peng Bing was lying half-lying against the head of the bed, closing his eyes and receiving the memory of this body.

His original name is also Peng Bing, but he has not yet been given a title. He is male, 15 years old this year, and the fourth son of Peng Shiwen, the head of the Peng clan. He has three brothers and four sisters.

As for the more than twenty brothers and sisters who were born by concubines, their images are very vague in the original memory. It seems that there is a huge disparity in treatment among the concubines of the big family.

However, what gave Peng Bing a headache was that, relying on the eldest lady's favor, he was uneducated and had no skills, so he was idle all day long, wandering around the fireworks alley.

In this new Yu City, Peng Bing, the fourth son of the Peng family, although not hated by everyone, is still well-known as a idiot in many houses. He is nicknamed the Little Devil in the Huddle behind his back.

Not to mention that he was only thirty-two years old at that time, and he was already the eldest son of the Peng family, Peng Hengfeng, who had been the seventh-grade prince, Zhan Shifu.

Not to mention the 29-year-old second son Peng Hengfeng, who is already a fifth-rank guerrilla general under the Huguang General Army, commanding a battalion of 3,000 troops.

There is also Peng Henglong, the third son of the Peng family who was in his early twenties and was already in charge of the Peng family's major salt farms along the coast in other provinces.

Compared with the heroic role models of the previous three brothers, he, the fourth child, seems to be even more useless.

If you can't do it with words, you can't do it with force.

Peng Bing's consciousness stirred, and he scanned his body up and down. After a moment, he discovered that he was young but physically weak.

It's a huge headache.

"This is really a mistake made by the predecessors, and future generations will suffer!"

Peng Bing shook his head secretly and smiled self-deprecatingly.

No longer thinking about it, he sat cross-legged on the ground, recalling in his mind the Immortal Martial Arts Technique of the Martial Arts Department of Da Qin Tai College - "Qilin Transformation".

Visualizing an auspicious holy beast Qilin in his mind became as instinctive as breathing air for Peng Bing, who originally had the cultivation level of a real person.

In just a moment, a Qilin Holy Beast gradually took shape in his mind. At the same time, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth floating in the air and the earthly energy of the earth surged in, following the three hundred thousand pores on the surface of the body, like a baby swallow.

Entering Peng Bing's body like returning home.

Qilin belongs to the earth element, which is why he sits on the ground.

The aura that entered Peng Bing's body slowly strengthened his physique, starting from every cell, his skin, flesh, bone marrow, and internal organs.

From top to bottom, from outside to inside, from shallow to deep.

Every part of the body, every corner, is not spared.

The sun rises in the east, and one night passes in the blink of an eye.

Peng Bing, who was addicted to cultivation, did not notice the passage of time at all. When he opened his eyes, he found that it was already bright outside.

He stood up from the ground, moved his hands and feet, and heard a "click-click" sound of bones rubbing together. He then threw a punch, and a low-pitched sound of air exploded in the air.

"good!"

Peng Bing nodded with satisfaction. After one night of practice, he was completely transformed, and his physique was greatly improved and strengthened.

From this day on, the people in Xinyu City were surprised to find that the little devil rarely showed up. Even the mothers in the brothels were worried about asking around, wondering if the Peng family's little god of wealth was tired of playing.

The girls in the city have gone to fight elsewhere, or have gone to Fucheng?

In the blink of an eye, three months passed in the blink of an eye.

Time has entered the winter of the seventh year of the Apocalypse. As the new year approaches, the capital in the far north has changed its owner. King Xin Zhu Youjian has ascended the throne. After the year, it will be changed to the first year of Chongzhen.

Of course, these changes have nothing to do with Peng Bing, who is thousands of miles away.

In the past three months, Peng Bing's life has been fulfilling and full of happiness.

After being "bedridden" for half a month, he claimed to have recovered. Regardless of his mother's objections, he asked his father, the cheap patriarch, for a batch of supplies, a batch of property, and a country manor, and then left Xinyu City.

This is the end of the seventh year of Tianqi, and there are less than 17 years before the building collapses. 17 years is a long time, but a short time.

Before coming to this world, Peng Bing had made detailed plans. His purpose was very simple: to save the building from collapse and save China from disaster.

In the library of Taiyuan University, he read history books from the world under the empire. When he saw: "The great power of our dynasty is far ahead of the ancients. He controls the northern barbarians, the western barbarians of the southern island, and the western barbarians.

There is no alliance between the Han Dynasty and the alliance between the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty. There is no gift for brothers and enemies of the country." Translated into vernacular, it means: "No peace, no indemnity, no cession of land, no tribute. The emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king

When I read the words "Death to the State", my heart was racing and I couldn't help myself.

Therefore, when he learned that there was such a world as a test world, he immediately applied and filled out the list of testers.

Not for passing the exam, just for the breath in my heart!

The Han people, no, they should be the Qin people. In the era when their status was as low as a dog, except for the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, they were Cao Qing.

Thinking about the records in history books, Peng Bing shuddered.

In the third year of Tianqi's reign, the population recorded by the Ministry of Household Affairs was 51.65 million, but by the seventeenth year of Caoqing Shunzhi, it had dropped to more than 19.08 million.

The three massacres in Jiading, the ten-day massacre in Yangzhou, the massacre in Sichuan... and so on, Cao Qing went to war and burned and killed for thirty-seven years before the chaos was settled.

More than 30 million people died at the hands of Cao Qing.

Almost all the loyal and brave people who had ideas and dared to resist were slaughtered. The Eight Banners soldiers wielded their swords and chopped off the heads of every unyielding Han who refused to die in peace.

The city is full of blood, and the ground is full of corpses... those left behind are mostly obedient "minions".

As a later Mr. Zhou said: "Cao Qing killed all the integrity and integrity of the Han people."

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In the past three months, Peng Bing has quietly taken in more than a hundred orphans. Most of them are about 8-10 years old, both boys and girls.
To be continued...