In a trance, he saw a woman holding a baby in her arms, sitting in the courtyard wall supported by a fence, under the beautiful Lingxiao flower stand.
"Xi'er, Xi'er, as my mother, I just hope that you can live a normal life. We don't want all the glory and wealth!"
"Hey, why are you talking about this? Tomorrow I will chop a bunch of firewood and sell the money to buy delicious food for you and Xi'er!"
A man was sitting by the firewood pile, sharpening his axe, and talking to the couple!
When the scene turned, a five or six-year-old child was lying in front of the bed crying: "Dad, Mom! Xi'er is no longer naughty! Wake up! Woo hoo hoo..."
The old woman on crutches at the side hugged him in her arms and said, "My poor child, you will live with your aunt from now on. Don't worry, our neighbors will never ignore you!"
Then he was in a trance again, and he saw a thin scholar surrounded by three strong men!
"Hahaha... I'm sorry, little brother, someone paid for your life!"
"Ouch? You still dare to resist, come on! Kill him for me!!"
Immediately afterwards, he was hit on the back of the head, and his vision suddenly went dark!
"ah!"
Nan Yanxi suddenly woke up, sweat had soaked the back of his clothes, and he opened his eyes in horror.
After looking around, I realized it was a dream, the stone house, and the straw mat.
"Huh? Are you awake? Are you feeling better?"
The little beggar who heard the noise poked his head in from outside the stone house. Seeing his panic eyes, he couldn't help but feel happy and asked: "What? Are you having a nightmare?"
"Hey, are you hungry? How about some porridge?"
Seeing that he didn't speak, the little beggar just thought that he was hungry, so he handed over a broken bowl.
Nan Yanxi hurriedly reached out to take it and looked down, only to see a little yellow rice with a little yellow soup.
He couldn't help but think of the past. When he was young, there was a famine, and the county's grandfather made porridge for disaster relief. It was exactly the same as this porridge, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He looked up again and looked at this little beggar. He had a baby-fat bun face, but his face was so dirty that he couldn't see his face clearly!
The long and dirty hair is like a chicken coop, covering half of the dirty little face!
When the little beggar saw that he didn't drink, he thought he was embarrassed and said quickly: "Drink quickly, don't worry about me, there is still something in the pot!"
Then he asked: "What is your... name? Where are you from? Where is your hometown?"
"Hometown?" Nan Yanxi was stunned, looking at the sky outside the door.
For a long time... he murmured in a low voice: "I seem to have lost him!"
"Ah? What?" The little beggar didn't hear clearly.
Nan Yanxi came back to her senses and changed her words: "Oh...thank you for the porridge, brother. My name is Nan Yanxi. I am from Qingzhou, Daxia Kingdom. I went to Kyoto to take the exam and passed by Yuzhou!"
Once upon a time, Nan Yanxi was one of the thousand households of the Ming Dynasty and one warrior!
Nan Yanxi just now is from Qingzhou and a scholar!
But the current Nan Yanxi is the fusion of two memories, the fusion of two personalities, and the fusion of two souls!
A brand new Nan Yanxi!
The country he is currently in is called Daxia, and its territory is almost two-thirds as big as the Ming Dynasty. In addition to Kyoto, it is divided into seven states.
The local administrative system is somewhat similar to the system of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, consisting of states, counties, and counties.
The chief executive is called the governor of the state, the governor of the county, or the county magistrate.
Geographically, it is generally cold in the north and warm in the south, but overall it is more southerly. It is not very cold in winter, but very hot in summer. It has neighboring countries along the southern coast, east, west, and north.
In terms of humanities and customs, they are basically the same as those in China, and the dress is similar, a bit like a fusion version of the Tang, Song, and Ming dynasties.
I am a candidate who came from Cheongju and went to Kyoto to take the imperial examination. Both my parents died when I was young, so I relied on the charity from the neighbors!
It seems that when passing through Yuzhou, he was robbed by thieves and finally beaten to death and thrown on the roadside!
Nan Yanxi couldn't help but laugh at herself. This way of death was really cowardly. After all, she had died in battle in a dignified manner in her last life!
He was really hungry at this time. After drinking two large bowls of gruel, he felt a little better in his stomach.
After gnawing on the piece of steamed bun handed over by the little beggar, I gained some strength.
He slowly stood up holding on to the wall and walked twice outside the stone house.
I raised my eyes and looked around, seeing warblers and swallows, peach red and willow green, it was so lush.
Not far from the stone house, there is a winding stream, flowing happily from the dense mountain forest...
Before Nan Yanxi came to this new world, it was still early spring and it was snowing heavily!
But when she woke up again, it was summer here. The contrast between up and down made Nan Yanxi feel extremely comfortable!
The warm afternoon sun shines on me, the gentle breeze blows...
Walking to the stream, Nan Yanxi gently washed her face. Through the clear stream, Nan Yanxi gradually saw her own appearance clearly.
"Yo ho, you're still a pretty boy!"
What I saw reflected in the water was this young scholar's face, gentle, elegant, and very fair.
His facial features are quite handsome, but he feels that he lacks some masculinity, probably because he is a weak scholar.
Nan Yanxi was looking at it in a daze, when a discordant sound seemed to ring near her ears.
"Gu...Gu..."
Looking back, he saw the little beggar standing behind him at some point.
Seeing Nan Yanxi looking back at him, she rubbed her belly in embarrassment.
Embarrassed, he said: "Well... that... I've actually eaten it. Maybe it's because I was too full!... Uh...!"
Nan Yanxi was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that she drank all the porridge cooked by the little beggar.
This child has probably only eaten half a piece of steamed bun so far!
"Uh... look at my brain, I... I forgot about you, brother... I drank all the porridge..."
"Oh, it's okay, it's okay..." The little beggar waved his hand generously and said, "I'll just go to the county town to get some more later!"
Hearing what the little beggar said, Nan Yanxi suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
After thinking for a while, he said to the little beggar: "How about this! In order to repay my little brother for saving his life! How about I treat him to dinner? What should I eat? Well..."
"How about hot meat pancakes, or freshly baked meat buns, a roasted chicken leg, a bowl of egg custard or something?"
"Gu...gu...suck...suck..."
The first sound was from the little beggar's belly protesting, and the latter sound was from him trying hard to suck in the small drool that flowed from his little mouth!
But even so, the little beggar still used his hands, curled his mouth, and said disdainfully: "Tch, come on! Do you have money?"
"Huh? That's right!" Nan Yanxi suddenly remembered that she seemed to have just been robbed!
"This..." Just as he was about to feel embarrassed, the little beggar waved his hand!
"Oh, okay, okay, there are still meat buns! You have to look at me at the critical moment!"
After saying that, he turned around and returned to the stone house, took out the broken bowl, and greeted Nan Yanxi: "Let's go into the county town. I'll beg you for food!"
Nan Yanxi suddenly looked embarrassed!
As a big man like me, I still have to rely on a child to beg for food, but I really have no choice. In this wilderness, even if I have great abilities, I can't make money!
Forget it, just eat when you beg. Remember, Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty was also a beggar!
Don’t ask where the hero comes from, just do it when you have something to eat!!
"Oh...brother, wait for me." Nan Yan, who wanted to understand, ran after the little beggar!
Just like that, facing the warm sunshine in the afternoon, two beggars, one tall and one short, carrying a broken pot and a broken bowl, embarked on the road to the county town!