Chapter 1: Back to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty
Today, Jia Rong returned to the place where he lives after get off work as usual. Jia Rong is a company security guard. He is 22 years old this year and has just retired from the army. Now he lives a repetitive life every day, which is boring and often has to endure hardships. He was scolded by his boss. As a veteran, it was pretty good to have such a job. Although he often lamented the frustration of life, all he could do was sigh. In the 21st century where college students are everywhere, he felt that he had Such a job is already very good!
Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong with the surrounding environment. There was no old woman selling fruit nearby, and the old beggar was not around either. Everything was so quiet and full of strangeness.
The road ahead became barren and overgrown, revealing a sense of desolation.
He looked up and saw an old man plowing the land in the distance with a hoe.
About a quarter of an hour later, Jia Rong came to the old man and looked at his thin and frail figure, as if a gust of wind could blow him down. What was even stranger was that he was wearing clothes that were incompatible with modern people.
Being used to seeing all kinds of fashionable and weird clothes in modern times, he didn't think it was strange anymore. He just thought it was very weird for an old man to dress like this, but Jia Rong didn't think much about it.
Jia Rong respectfully asked the old man: "Old uncle, where are we?"
The old man kept looking at Jia Rong with his turbid and wise eyes, and after a while he said: "I wonder where the young master comes from? Where are you going?"
Jia Rong felt very awkward listening to his tone of voice that sounded like he was reading classical Chinese.
But Jia Rong still understood the old man's words, but he did not answer the old man's question. The habit he had developed over the years told him that he should not tell this strange old man where he came from. Jia Rong continued to ask: "
Old uncle, where is this place?"
This time, the old man didn't ask anything, but he still looked at Jia Rong with strange eyes and said, "Sir, this is Hechi County, Wuwei County, Xiliang. I wonder what you have to say?"
Jia Rong scratched his head and showed a confused expression. He didn't know how he came here. He clearly remembered that he was walking to his dormitory. How could he come to Xiliang? Besides, there is no place like Xiliang near where he lives.
Ah, the old man doesn’t sound like he’s lying.< >
Looking at the old man's clothes again, he was wearing a coarse robe, and he didn't know what kind of thing he was wearing on his head. He didn't think much about it at first, but when he combined it with the old man's words and his clothes, he suddenly thought of a possibility.
, that is, he traveled through time. But Jia Rong really couldn’t accept that he had traveled through time, so he asked tentatively: "I don’t know which filming crew you are from?" The old man showed confusion in his eyes: "I don’t know what filming crew you call me.
What is it? I have never heard of it!"
Jia Rong asked: "What era is it now?"
The old man said without thinking: "It is now the fifth year of Guanghe."
Guanghe? Five years of Guanghe? What does it mean? At this moment, Jia Rong realized that he had traveled through time. So Jia Rong imitated the old man's tone and asked: "I wonder what dynasty it is now?"
The old man looked at Jia Rong in surprise and said, "Big man."
The fifth year of Guanghe in the Han Dynasty? After thinking about it carefully, Jia Rong felt confused and knew that he had come to the Han Dynasty, which was also the most chaotic era in ancient times. The fifth year of Guanghe was 182 AD. Jia Rong, who was familiar with the history of the Three Kingdoms, understood that
It was only 2 years before the Yellow Turban Rebellion in history.
After experiencing the Three Kingdoms, China's population at that time was only ten percent, and it also experienced the Five Husbands' Rebellion, which made matters worse.
From the bottom of his heart, Jia Rong was unwilling to come to this era. He would rather be a peace dog than a man in troubled times.
Jia Rong usually likes to play games such as the Three Kingdoms. He is very proficient in playing games such as Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Heroes of the Three Kingdoms. He has even read The Romance of the Three Kingdoms several times and is relatively familiar with the Three Kingdoms. But familiarity is familiar, even if you know the history
, it is also possible that the historical records are untrue. Besides, I am still the little butterfly who changed history.
Jia Rong thought for a while and said: "Old uncle, I lost my way with my entourage. I only know that I am going to visit relatives in a distant place and beg my uncle to take me in for a while."
The old man showed his original expression, "I wonder what your surname is?"
Jia Rong said: "My surname is Jia."
The old man looked at Jia Rong again and felt that although he dressed strangely and spoke strange words, he was also a talented person and did not look like a bad person, so he nodded and agreed to Jia Rong's request.
Jia Rong said with great joy: "Thank you very much, old man! Don't you know his name?"
The old man waved his hand and said: "It's just a little effort, sir, don't worry about it, my surname is Li Mingwang. It's getting late, let's go back early." Old Li walked in front, Jia Rong followed behind, lowering his head and thinking.
We were speechless all the way, and arrived at Old Man Li's residence. The village looked very dilapidated, with a few families living sparsely. A few children were playing in front of the village. When they saw Old Man Li, they all greeted him and said: "Hello, Grandpa." There are only a few people living there.
The house built with thatched grass seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind. There was a thin horse tied in front of the old man's door, and there was a stone pier, which was simple but neat. The old man didn't look back and said to Jia Rong: "
The house is humble and shabby, and you are neglecting the young master."
Jia Rong hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I'm already embarrassed to bother my old man, so why should I be negligent? I'm a very casual person and don't have that much attention to detail."
Old Man Li smiled and said nothing.
As soon as he entered the house, he saw an old woman also wearing coarse linen clothes busy in the house. She raised her head when she heard the sound of walking. When she saw Jia Rong behind Old Man Li, she asked with a questioning expression: "Who is he?"
Old Man Li said: This young man got lost while visiting relatives. I met him by the field and brought him back.
The old woman nodded and said, "Master, please sit down and I'll pour you some tea."
Jia Rong said quickly: "Thank you, old lady."
The old woman scratched her head and said, "Old aunt? What is it?"
Jia Rong was speechless for a moment, thought for a moment and said: "'Lao Aunt' is the name for older women in my hometown."
The old woman shook her head and nodded again, seemingly understanding, but she didn't say anything and went to pour water.
At this time, Jia Rong had time to take a look inside the house. There was a square table, which had become pitted with the erosion of time, and a few simple benches. Although the sparrow was small, it was well-equipped. The house was also divided into three rooms. Although it was dilapidated, it was very beautiful.
Neat and tidy, showing the simplicity of rural people
At this time, a girl came out from the next door. She was twenty-eight years old. She had delicate features and a good figure. It was hard to imagine that there could be such a delicate and beautiful girl in such a poor village. Jia Rong looked at her absentmindedly.
The old man pointed at Jia Rong and said: This is Mr. Jia. Then he said to the girl: "This is my daughter, you can just call her Xiu'er."
The girl bowed and said, "Master Jia."
Jia Ronggong cupped his hands and said, "Miss Xiu'er, you're welcome. I'm older than you, so you can just call me Brother Jia. Jia Rong doesn't know what the ancient rules are, so he just said it casually."
Xiaocui blushed and said, "Brother Jia."
Jia Rong saw Xiu'er's expression and asked, "Xiu'er, are you feeling uncomfortable? Why is your face so red?"
Xiu'er hesitated and didn't explain why.
After a while, the old woman came from the kitchen with a bowl of tea. Seeing Jia Rong still standing in the house, she hurriedly said: "Master, please sit down. My family is poor and we don't have anything to entertain you. I hope you won't be offended."
Jia Rong said hurriedly: "Auntie, you are too polite."
At this time, the old woman looked at Old Man Li and asked, "What's for dinner tonight?"
Old Man Li looked at Jia Rong and said, "It's not easy to have a guest at home. Let's kill the chicken at home."
The old woman's mouth moved, but she didn't say anything.
Jia Rong, who is good at observing words and emotions, said hurriedly: "No, I have been running all the way. I just want to eat something light, without so much trouble. Just cook some of your usual meals. I am not a picky eater."
Old Man Li did not object, nodded and motioned to the old woman to cook.
Old Man Li looked at Jia Rong's clothes and said, "The young master's clothes are incompatible with ours. In order to avoid trouble when going out, I will find the clothes I wore when I was young and wear them with the young master."
Jia Rong nodded and said, "Well, okay, I still think carefully."
After a while, Xiu'er took out a suit of clothes worn by Old Man Li when he was young from the next room.
Jia Rong went to the inner room and changed into Old Man Li's clothes and then came to the living room. Old Man Li took one look and said, "Yes, there is something wrong with your hair. It is short and looks very awkward."
Needless to say, Old Man Li, Jia Rong realized it himself, because Old Man Li's daughter, Xiu'er, came out of the house and kept staring at his head, as if there was a monkey on it.
Now that he has returned to ancient times, Jia Rong is also preparing to grow his hair and adapt to the living habits of ancient times. Natural selection means survival of the fittest!
I sat in the house with Old Man Li for a while, chatting about the old man's life and the current situation in Xiliang.
Although Old Man Li's answer was very one-sided and simple, Jia Rong could still feel the current situation in Xiliang from between the lines of her words, which was just one word - "chaos"!
In about a quarter of an hour, dinner was ready. Two home-grown vegetables, four bowls of porridge, and a few steamed buns. Jia Rong truly felt the simple country life.
To be honest, Jia Rong was not full at dinner, but seeing that there was only so much food, he was too embarrassed to eat more, so he lied and claimed that he had a small appetite. In fact, he was known to be a big eater.
After eating, Jia Rong followed Old Man Li to the next room to rest.
Lying in bed, thinking about what happened today, Jia Rong felt as if he was in a dream.
How did he come to ancient times, how should he live in the future, and what will his future be like? A series of questions constantly haunted Jia Rong.
It is now 182 AD, only 2 years away from the Yellow Turban Uprising. What will happen to me in these two years?
Although he is a time traveler and has certain advantages, he is also a person without power, money and reputation. Jia Rong is a happy-go-lucky person, and after thinking about it for a while, he no longer thinks about it.
Now that it's here, let's make peace with it. Why think about things that you can't even think about? With this thought in mind, Jia Rong fell asleep peacefully.
In his dream, Jia Rong dreamed that he was like the time-traveling protagonists in many novels. When his bastard spirit was unleashed, everyone surrendered, he woke up to take control of the world, and he fell drunk in the lap of a beautiful woman...
