Hao Jun and the others stood in a large deserted courtyard, and through the broken courtyard wall, they saw a completely new world and a completely unfamiliar environment.

They were silent for a moment, and then Hang Xian'er asked with trepidations: "Boss Xiao can't come, can he?"

The coachman who was pulled over by Hao Jun hurriedly replied: "I was dragged upside down by Boss Hao, so at the last glance I saw it was really real, Xiao Ye, it's gone! If Hao Ye is a little slower, I will be gone." ”

The scene was silent again, and everyone's mood was a little heavy.

Hao Jun tried to link the club, but there was no reaction at all, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Now we can only rely on ourselves, Boss Xiao said that he didn't feel the violent time and space disturbance when he came here just now, and he couldn't establish contact with the club, but there was no danger." My abilities are limited, and I can't open up different wave points, so I can only wait passively in this plane. The top priority is to settle down quickly, the seasons of this plane are different, and the sun has set in the west. ”

Among the six members present, Hao Jun had the highest rank, and his ability was so great that he didn't have much pressure to crush the five of them, so he naturally had to be respected, let alone four coachmen.

Cotillia and Yang Zheng immediately walked to the gate, and Maxim and Gongyechun glanced at each other, gestured with their hands, and walked towards the east and west courtyard walls.

The four of them summed up what they had observed, and based on the architectural style and clothing, they deduced that this should be one of the Tang, Song, and Ming dynasties in China. It is difficult to draw conclusions about the specific era in which era, because it is really sparsely populated and there are too few representative things, so it is difficult to make a conclusion, and it can only be said that it seems to be on the edge of a southern town.

If you want to talk about the area covered by the language version, it is none other than Hao Jun, in the current time when information is scarce, it is most appropriate for him to go out, at least there will be no obstacles in communication. He changed out of the alternative attire of the Qing Dynasty and walked out.

When the sky was shining in the sunset, he turned back, carrying two large bags of clothing.

As he handed out the clothes to everyone, he said, "We really need to get out of here early, this abandoned manor has a haunted legend, and if you leave after dark, you might be taken for a ghost, so we can't keep a low profile." There are a few large stone bricks outside the door, and when you are sure that no one is paying attention around, you can make a gentle slope on the steps and the carriage will go down. ”

Cotillard noticed that something was wrong with the clothes first, "Boss, why are all your clothes old?"

Hao Jun was a little helpless, "It's too remote here, I can't find anyone to buy and sell clothes, I can only buy it from passers-by at a high price, and the silver on my body has been spent, and the remaining copper coins can't be circulated, so I am penniless." Wait a minute, let's gather the money and see how much there is, and if the amount is too small, then sell something. ”

Cotillard was a little regretful, "The first carriage was not brought over, and the good things that Lao Wan had to honor were all in the first carriage." In addition to fish and fish-related things in the other carriages, the only thing in the carriage was dendrobium. ”

Hao Jun thought for a while, "Fish are not sold for the time being, although there are many people who like ornamental fish in this era, and wild golden crucian carp with a little golden red are highly regarded, and they will definitely be able to buy a good price, but fish are more sensitive to time and space disturbances than us, if you want to make a move, you can sell dendrobium." ”

Yang Zheng listened to Hao Jun's words, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and subconsciously asked, "Boss, it won't be the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty, right?"

Hao Jun nodded, "That's right, it's the thirteenth year of Shaoxing, that is, in 1143 AD, and Zhao Gou is in power. Moreover, this is the capital, the so-called foot of the Son of Heaven, the economy is prosperous, and we don't have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation. Because of this, the people here have a better face, and I spent a lot of time when I bought clothes just now. ”

Hang Xian'er, who was pulling the hairpin, raised her head, "Is it Zhao Gou, that dog emperor is in power?

Gongye Chun waved his hand, "Zhao Gou is the founding emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, calling himself the son of Shaoxing, reigning for 35 years and living to be 81 years old. Smart by nature, knowledgeable, with a strong memory, strong arm strength, and a relatively frugal life. Proficient in calligraphy, good at real cursive, free and graceful penmanship, natural and smooth, quite the charm of the Jin people, so it is not a waste. Speaking of betrayal, Zhao Gou has always used the name of the Song Dynasty and Zhengshuo, so he has not yet reached the level of a complete traitor, and he cannot be called a traitor. In the construction of internal affairs, through continuous efforts, he solved thorny problems such as peasant rebellions, mutinies, and wanderers, stabilized the political situation, and thus ensured the continuation of the rule of the Song Dynasty. ”

Hang Xian'er disagreed with his statement, "In the tenth year of Shaoxing, when the Song armies of all walks of life won the war against the Jin, Zhao Gou was worried that the general's merits would be heavy and the tail would not be lost, and he was afraid that he would have to abdicate after welcoming back Qinzong, so he ordered all Song army divisions to ruin the good situation of the anti-Jin struggle. In the eleventh year of Shaoxing, Yue Fei, Han Shizhong and other generals were relieved of their military powers, and they expressed their determination to negotiate peace to the Jin Dynasty. He also made a rebellion against Yue Fei's father and son with Qin Hui, killed him on trumped-up charges, and signed a peace agreement with the Jin Dynasty to surrender in Shaoxing, and paid tribute to Jin in exchange for Jin acknowledging his right to rule the area south of the Huai River and Dasanguan. After the November peace agreement was signed, according to the regulations of the Jin Dynasty, Qin Hui became the de facto prime minister for life, and although Song Gaozong became increasingly suspicious of him, he could only condone his autocratic power. Isn't this called a scumbag? Isn't this a traitor?"

Yang Zheng's clothes have no ornaments, they have been changed, and they started to be peacemakers, "Your memory is really good, I haven't done my homework in this area, I don't know what happened in any year, you see Cotillard and Maxim, two foreigners, who are more blind than me." However, there is nothing to fight about this thing, and it is difficult to conclude who is good and who is bad in politics. But when it comes to Zhao Gouwo, I think of one thing, it shouldn't be wild history. Zhao Gou once came to the concubine when Jin Bing came, and he was so frightened that he didn't say anything, anyway, he would no longer have the ability to have children. And his biological son, Prince Yuanyi, who was only 3 years old, was frightened to death by the loud noise of the stove that he tripped after the Miao Liu mutiny. In these respects, he can be regarded as a wreck, too unmanly, and his son is enough to be a wreck. ”

Cotillard was finally able to interject, "Isn't the royal family the most particular about blood?

Yang Zheng shook his head, raised his hand and pointed at Gong Yechun and Hang Xian'er, meaning that the specific situation was not very clear, and the two of them should know.

When Cotillard looked at Gongyechun, Gongyechun thought about it and didn't speak immediately.

Cotilla looked at Hang Xian'er, Hang Xian'er was a little proud, "In the 32nd year of Shaoxing, that is, in another 19 years, in June 1162 AD, Zhao Gou passed the throne to his adopted son Zhao Yan, Zhao Yan's original name was Zhao Bocong, and he was known as Song Xiaozong in history. Zhao Gou proclaimed himself Guangyaoshou Shengxian Celestial Dao Rencheng Dejing Wuwei Wen Shaoye Xingtong Ming Mo Shenglie Taishang Emperor. On the 14th day of October Yihai in the 14th year of Chunxi, that is, on November 9, 1187 AD, Zhao Gou died of illness in the Deshou Hall of Lin'an Palace, and the temple name was Gaozong. Zhao Bocong should be 17 years old this year, and he should be named the king of Pu'an. Zhao Bocong is still a good person, considering the reputation of the people, he often makes private visits to the people under the pseudonym An Erlang, and he also rehabilitates Yue Fei. ”

Hao Jun raised his eyebrows, "What did you say? An Erlang? should be 17 years old this year?"

Hang Xian'er subconsciously responded.

Hao Jun asked, "Isn't it a little thin? The head is high and the eyes are not big?"

Hang Xian'er recalled, "It's really like this on the portrait, what's wrong?"

Hao Jun pointed at Gongyechun and said, "That clothes were ripped off An Erlang's body." ”

Everyone was stunned, as if they had pressed the pause button.

After a long while, Hang Xian'er asked with a smile: "Boss, didn't you say that it took a lot of money to buy clothes, why do you still pick it up?"

Hao Jun said: "I discussed with him that he didn't sell it, but he secretly followed me for a long distance, I thought he had bad intentions, he just couldn't buy decent clothes in a short time, and the money was about to run out, so I knocked him unconscious and took him off." ”