Over the past month, Chen Cuo has gotten up early every day. And as soon as he gets up, he looks into the bronze mirror beside his bed.
In the mirror, thick dark circles can be seen on the slightly childish face.
"This time I traveled through time, I became a little kid, but even when I was young, I was afraid of staying up late, which could easily shorten my life."
He was a light sleeper, and would have to toss and turn for half the night when changing places. Now that he had not only changed places, but also changed beds, he had even changed times, making it even more difficult to feel comfortable.
not to mention……
"Oh, that bird went under me again. No wonder I was so panicked all night."
Sighing, Chen Cuo picked up a palm-sized black gourd from under his body.
"According to the story in the novel, this thing should be something like a golden finger. After all, it has such a weird effect that it can suck things into dreams. Moreover, not long after I got this thing in my previous life, bad things happened..."
As he thought about it, he shook his head and laughed.
"It's a pity. No matter how weird the gourd is in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, the most it can do is force me to dream and it won't affect reality. However, the books in the dream may be useful. After all, many of them are works from the Sui, Tang, Song, Ming and Qing Dynasties, but I can't do anything in the Southern and Northern Dynasties.
Verify the authenticity. If it’s wrong, wouldn’t it be shameful to copy it and use it?”
This black gourd was a gift from his friend in his previous life.
At that time, the other party suddenly called Chen Cuo over. As soon as they met, he stuffed a gourd over and talked about myths, spirituality, building consensus, etc., but he didn't even finish talking. After receiving a notice, he left in a hurry.
Chen Cuo wanted to ask more questions in the future, but he encountered a disaster not long after. From then on, he was separated from heaven and man forever, and could not get the answer.
"He lives in modern times and I live in ancient times. It must be said that there is a gap between ancient times and modern times."
He sighed, reminiscing about his past, and enjoying the hardships.
"That boy said that this gourd was the property of ancestor Chen Tuan. I thought it was nonsense. But now it seems that it is not necessarily nonsense. After all, his main focus in that research institute is the two Song Dynasties."
rustle……
Just as he was thinking about it, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, and a voice as crisp as an oriole came -
"Your Majesty, are you up? Do you want a servant to help you dress and wash?"
"No need," Chen Cuo shook his head, "Just give me instructions to prepare breakfast."
"Here."
Chen Cuo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the people outside the door leaving.
Today, he still has a name, called Chen Fangqing.
This Chen Fangqing is not an unknown person, he has been in the history books. Although he only has a few words, it is no small matter for a person to be in the history books, even if he is just a name.
Chen Cuochao has not left his family's residence for a month, but he is aware of his family's prominence.
There is a founding king in the family——
Chen Baxian!
That is, the last dynasty between the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Song, Qi, Liang, and Chen in the Southern Dynasty, and the founding emperor of the Chen Dynasty in the Southern Dynasty.
Chen Fangqing's grandfather was named Chen Xiuxian, and he was the younger brother of Chen Baxian. Therefore, he was considered a relative of the emperor.
Just before Chen Cuo came through, the original owner had just been knighted and became the Marquis of Linru County a few days ago. Perhaps he was too young and too excited and died, so Chen Cuo was given a chance.
As for where Linru County is, Chen Cuo doesn't know.
"Those historical time-travel novels, some start with the emperor, but most of them are frontier soldiers and poor people who counterattack all the way. It takes half a book and more than a million words to even touch the edge of the center. In comparison, my starting line is really not good.
Low, it's a pity that Nanchen was a short-lived dynasty and was destroyed by the Sui Dynasty who unified the world. Do I have to imitate those protagonists who changed their lives against the will of heaven? But the most capable founder of Nanchen is no longer around, so what can I do?
Carry out industrial revitalization?”
He didn't know what to do.
Now the emperor of Nanchen is no longer the great ancestor Chen Baxian, but his nephew, Chen Qian.
Chen Cuo's knowledge of history was average. He had barely heard of Chen Baxian, and then he knew about the subjugated king Chen Shubao who "still sings the beauty of the backyard". He didn't know about the other emperors, but since the Sui Dynasty was unified in the end, he was very happy. , knowing that if there is no external intervention, Nanchen's national situation should have no twists and turns - it should be stable and downward.
It's a pity that Chen Cuo should have received help from outside, but he didn't even fight a few times before traveling, let alone lead troops in war. As for inventions and creations, he is not good at it. From this point of view, if he wants to reverse the fate of the country, he must There is still a long way to go.
Thinking about it, Chen Cuo put on his clothes and walked out of the house.
It has to be said that people in the Southern Dynasties really liked luxury. Whether it was the furnishings in the house or the carved beams and paintings outside, they would be rated first-class in later generations. The cool silk ribbon was draped around the body, which was quite comfortable. , coupled with the relatively open atmosphere, no one said much to dissuade him from exposing his chest and belly like this.
Chen Cuo's mansion was only average in Jiankang City. The front courtyard and backyard combined were about the size of a football field in later generations. He walked out of the dormitory, walked through the garden paths and winding corridors, and it took him a while to reach the main hall.
As he sat down here, a clear voice sounded over there——
"Your Majesty, wait a moment, breakfast is ready."
The person who spoke was a Huangshan woman. She was in her prime, with snow-white skin, a pretty face, and a bit of a charming look on her eyebrows. She was the person who asked questions outside the door earlier.
Chen Cuo nodded, asked her to take a book from the bookshelf, handed it over, and opened it casually to pass the time.
The woman summoned a few more people, gave instructions, and asked them to serve the food. She behaved generously and made Chen Cuo secretly nod, thinking that no wonder her predecessor, Chen Fangqing, was interested in her.
This girl is called Zi Ju. She is not very old, but she is already the head of the palace's female envoys. She was arranged by Chen Fangqing's mother. She is quite prestigious in the palace. Even Chen Fangqing did not dare to scold her casually and treated her politely.
Judging from the memory fragments left in his mind, Chen Fangqing was quite fond of this young lady, but because of his mother's authority, he did not dare to make any mistakes. After several attempts, he had to hide it in his heart.
Now, Chen Cuo has replaced Chen Fangqing. As an adult, he no longer has the thoughts of a young man. He doesn't have much thought for the female envoy leader who is only sixteen years old, but he appreciates it the most.
Withdrawing his gaze, Chen Cuo focused his attention on the book.
This book is called "Travel Notes of Zhou Youzi".
As he looked at it, he couldn't help but lament that there were so many entertainment options in his previous life. It seemed like the travel book in his hand was just in the name of personal experience. The strange power and chaos here made it look fake at first glance.
Even after watching a plot, Chen Cuo couldn't help but laugh out loud and said: "This week, the wanderer said that he went to the Bashu Mountain Forest, flattered himself in the cave of the thousand-year-old tree demon, and barely managed to save his life, but in the end he had a heartache His heart was cut in half, and he was about to die, but he escaped with the help of a group of people. Doesn't that mean that this person now only has half a heart in his heart? It's really ridiculous!"
"Your Majesty, be careful what you say!" Cuiju came over and said, "You have forgotten that Mr. Zhou is going to be a guest in the palace, how can you discuss it at will? If your Majesty is curious, wait until he comes and ask him personally."
Chen Cuo was stunned.
Seeing this, Cui Ju smiled and said: "Jun Hou, the old lady ordered this travel diary to be placed here. She also specifically told you to read it carefully. Have you forgotten it?"
Chen Cuo frowned and tried to remember.
After he passed through, Chen Fangqing left some memory fragments, but they were fragmented in the east and west. They were not systematic and had many missing items. Moreover, they could not be recalled casually with a single thought. Instead, they had to search according to the pictures and spend time searching like flipping through a book.
, if the defect is serious, nothing can be checked.
At the moment, Chen Cuo can't find anything relevant no matter how he recalls it, and he thinks it must have been lost.
When Cui Ju saw it, she sighed and said: "Taoist Master Zhou Youzi was originally a light swordsman. When he was still alive, he wanted to go north as a hostage. Mr. Zhou admired the heroism of the great ancestor and took the initiative to escort him to the north.
Then he left in style, leaving behind a friendship."
"This person still has friendship with our family, and he is coming to visit in the next few days?" Chen Cuo understood immediately.
Chen Fangqing's father, Chen Tanlang, was sent to the Northern Qi Dynasty as a hostage, and finally died in the north. Chen Fangqing and his brother Chen Fangtai were both born before Chen Tanlang went north. Moreover, Chen Cuo also discovered in the memory fragments that Chen Tanlang died after he went to the north.
Before that, he gave birth to two sons with his concubine and brought them back together with the coffin, but he has not seen them yet and does not know the specific information, nor does he know whether it is true or not.
According to Aoi, Zhou Youzi is still a loyal person, but what he talks about in his book is probably not a charlatan, right?
Cui Ju didn't know what Chen Cuo was thinking, so she continued: "Mr. Zhou said goodbye to the late queen and was trapped in Bashu. He had an adventure and was accepted as a registered disciple by a passing Taoist priest of the Immortal Family. He heard that he was already among the gods, but he still remembered
Because of our old friendship, I am coming to visit the old lady. The old lady attaches great importance to this, so she told me to let you read the travel notes first, so that you can adapt to your needs and try to find a fairy fate for your brother."
"Where did all this news come from?" Chen Cuo looked suspicious. "He was accepted as a disciple by a Taoist. How did our family know? Are there any letters exchanged?"
"This is not something that a slave can know." As she spoke, Ziju raised her head and changed the topic, "Breakfast is here, please have a meal."
Many servants brought several dishes and placed them on the table.
The fragrance was fragrant, and Chen Cuo stopped asking. He could see that Aster's knowledge was limited, so he had to ask the old lady. It was just that he had replaced the original owner. Ordinary servants could deal with it, but they were worried about revealing their secrets in front of people close to them. Then
The old lady is Chen Fangqing's mother. She is easy to betray when you meet her face to face. You must be careful, otherwise you won't have to stay at home for a month.
"You have to be tactful when asking. If the original Chen Fangqing finds out, won't my secret be revealed if I ask? You have to be more relaxed..."
Thinking in his mind, he was about to take off his chopsticks when someone else came——
Amidst the hurried greetings, Chen Hai, the steward of the palace, walked in quickly and said to Chen Cuo: "Your Majesty, the old lady has an order for you to go to the palace quickly. Mr. Zhou may be arriving in the next two days. You have to be the Marquis."
Over there."
Chen Cuo nodded, thinking that he couldn't hide anymore, so he picked up a piece of bread and said, "I'll go after eating."
Who would have thought that Chen Hai said: "Junhou, this matter is related to your brother's happiness, there is no room for loss, don't eat it, and leave now."
Chen Cuo frowned and said, "Didn't I say that in the past two days, I don't know when it will be, so why is there such a rush? And you came here to report at short notice, so you have to let me prepare, right?"
Chen Haigong cupped his hands and spoke in a humble tone, but the content was irrefutable: "Mr. Zhou is an expert and cannot be neglected. If the time comes and you cannot greet him personally, he will be unhappy, and maybe it will be a blessing to the king."
All in vain!"
Chen Cuo's face looked ugly.
Okay! You are a noble magistrate, and you, a servant of your own family, can just use the name of the old lady to oppress me, and you don’t even give me time to eat?
And was it in such a hurry because of Chen Fangqing’s brother?
Make it clear that you are a tool!
This is simply unreasonable!
He was about to scold twice, but Cui Ju also took two steps forward and bowed: "Your Majesty, business matters are important. Let's go to the palace to have dinner again. The summons is urgent and cannot be delayed. Otherwise, the old lady will blame you.