In the previous world, getting married, having children, and buying a house almost consumed all of his time and energy. The grand ambitions he had set out in his childhood were crushed by the chariot of life. Now that his life has returned to zero and he has to start over, he still finds
He failed to reach his goal. The appearance of his relatives rekindled his enthusiasm for fighting. Yes, there were eight sisters who needed enough dowry, which made his eyes look like copper coins. Chang'an, after all, there is a family waiting for him.
, whether he is cold or warm, Yun Ye is eager to throw himself into his arms and is willing to pay any price for him. Yun Ye is confused, hasn't he always wanted to escape from such a burden in life? Why should he bear it?
The burden is a hundred times more energetic? Is this the meaning of life? The continuation of life, the maintenance of family ties, dying for the elderly, foraging for the young, and then being buried in the soil by other adults? Become
Do ghosts watch the cycle of descendants from generation to generation in the dimensional space? Occasionally, one or two people forget this responsibility, perhaps because they are tired of this responsibility and find various reasons to escape, or for glory, such as Yi Yapanzi. Or for ideals.
, such as King Zhao starving to death his biological father. Or for righteousness, such as Liu Bang sharing the soup. Yun Ye is not that kind of expert. As long as the enemy puts the knife on the necks of his wife and children, he will do whatever he wants without any conditions. So he
If you cannot become a celebrity or an expert, you will certainly not be remembered or recommended by history. Among all living beings, there are definitely the majority of people who look like you. Otherwise, Chinese history would not have lasted for five thousand years. The more abnormal you are, the more you will be remembered by history.
This is the truth, just like on the Internet, the most popular ones are definitely the most perverted ones. No one will pay attention to the ants who follow the rules, but the ant wearing a hat is different. He has transcended the concept of ants and will be remembered by ant history.
It becomes inevitable.
Although Yun Ye is a unique ant, he decided to be like the public ants and strive to become a member of the public ants. So like everyone else in the military camp, he trained hard, deliberately imitated their words and deeds, and studied hard
Ancient Chinese and calligraphy practice. Whenever this happens, Yun Ye is extremely grateful to the compulsive Taiwanese boss. It is he who has created Yun Ye's excellent ability to read and write traditional Chinese characters, although there are still some differences from the ancient characters of the Tang Dynasty.
The difference was enough for Yun Ye. Cheng Chumo didn't know as many words as he did.
In the autumn days, the rain never stops as soon as it starts. The air is damp, and the blanket is cold without any warmth. Yun Ye really doesn't understand. There is obviously a spacious city to live in, but Lao Cheng is stationed outside the city.
There was a strict order not to enter the city. To put it another way, more than 10,000 men would be better off building a simple military camp than living in a damp tent. However, Lao Cheng was unmoved. He would rather live in a tent himself and rub his sore knees.
I blame the weather for not giving this order.
"You are not allowed to build a stronghold without the emperor's order. This is a taboo for generals and a taboo for your majesty." It's better for my brother. Cheng Chumo quietly told Yun Ye why he couldn't build a house. Yun Ye almost forgot that he was in the heyday of the feudal dynasty.
.Normally in Chang'an, Lao Cheng could go around and mess around without anyone asking him for trouble. Once he became a general, the strict military law was like a sharp sword hanging over his head. If he disobeyed the slightest bit, he would be beheaded with a steel knife without a trace of hesitation.
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I go to see my potatoes, who dares not to let me go?
A strange thing happened. As soon as Yun Ye walked to the thatched pavilion, two tin can men holding steel knives stopped in front and asked Yun Ye for a warrant. Yun Ye was stunned. What kind of warrant do I need to see my belongings?
?Just about to get angry,? The canned man's eyes flashed with cold light, which seemed to mean cutting him off with a knife. Yun Ye shut his mouth obediently, and was about to turn around and leave to find Lao Cheng to ask for clarification. Li Chengqian walked out of the pavilion, obviously this guy
He had nothing to do. He quickly raised his hands and saluted, and Li Chengqian returned the salute with a smile. Unlike Yun Ye's perfunctory approach, he stood up straight, cupped his fists with his hands, and leaned forward fifteen degrees. His etiquette was impeccable.
"Brother Yun, do you want to see auspiciousness? This way, please." He extended his hand to invite the guest, put the two cans into their sheaths, and stood next to the fence like two stone sculptures. Yun Ye walked in stupidly, always feeling
His Highness the Crown Prince should have done what he just did. When did he become a guest?
Li Chengqian seemed to see Yun Ye's doubts, and explained as he walked: "The treasure presented by Brother Yun has been designated by my father as the most auspicious thing in the Tang Dynasty. It shows that the Tang Dynasty is protected by Huang Tian and is the orthodoxy of the world. This is the auspiciousness."
Now, Brother Yun's contribution will be recorded in the annals of history, which is gratifying." Yun Ye's first reaction was that Li Chengqian's face combined with the face of a civil servant who later told him that he only had the right to use, but not the property, when he applied for the real estate certificate.
For one.
"The prince is so kind. It's an honor for Yun to be able to contribute to the Tang Dynasty." After saying this, Yun Ye felt like a Japanese. After being tortured, he still praised the comfort of the torture. The glory of feudalism.
Finally it shines on myself.
The conversation with Li Chengqian is extremely pleasant. His words can always touch the most emotional side of your heart. Coupled with his handsome face, soothing voice, and natural changes in gestures, the royal education is fully reflected. It makes you feel like you are not a potato.
Dedicating it to the royal family is simply treason, but I don’t regret it after dedicating my family property to the royal family. If I had this ability, I would have been a fucking manager long ago. Why would I carry a backpack all over the mountains and plains looking for foreigners? And then I was taken to the Tang Dynasty through a wormhole.
Being trained as a special forces soldier?
Well, Yun Ye surrendered, the potatoes should be presented to the royal family, and all the treasures in the world should be dedicated to the great, glorious, omnipotent King of Kings, His Majesty Li Er.
"Since the day before yesterday, the auspicious leaves have started to turn yellow. Is it time to harvest?" It wasn't until Li Chengqian pointed to the yellow potato leaves and asked Yun Ye that he was pulled back from the passionate fantasy of determined to fight for the Tang Dynasty for the rest of his life.
After wiping the saliva that was about to flow out, he carefully recalled the growth time of potatoes and found that it was indeed almost the harvest season. He said to Li Chengqian: "The growth time of potatoes is about five months, and it has been four and a half months now. It has reached harvest conditions.
I really don’t know how long it takes for potatoes to grow in the Tang Dynasty, why don’t we dig up one and have a look?” He really wanted to eat roasted potatoes, so he encouraged Li Chengqian to dig up and have a look, and by the way, he took some potatoes back to bake and eat.
Li Chengqian sternly rejected Yun Ye's bad intentions, claiming that he must wait for the potatoes to be fully mature before harvesting them. This made Yun Ye greatly frustrated. Even approaching the things that clearly belonged to him would be life-threatening, and he would not let them go even when they were ripe.
People eat, there was no human rights in the feudal era.
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