Chapter 1 Mountain God

Datang, east of Chang'an, there is a county named Lantian, the mountain peaks in its territory are surging, and the west starts from the Longshou Yuan right and Shangluo gathers and scatters to carry out the east and west.

At this time, the click of a foot stepping on a fallen leaf in the mountains sounded.

As far as the eye could see, it was a young man about fourteen or fifteen years old, carrying a large load of dry firewood on his back and swaying along the path.

When you reach the mountainside, a dilapidated mountain temple is revealed.

This is the most common ordinary mountain temple, covering an area of only eight or nine feet square, which is only enough for the mountain god to hold, and at most there is a vacant space to place a futon next to the temple gate for pedestrians to worship.

It's just that the mountain temple has been unattended for many years, and it has already been covered with dust, and even the futons have become moldy, and even the mottled after the wind and sun look messy.

If someone else was afraid, he turned around, but the boy stopped.

He slowly put down the dry wood on his body, and then walked into the small mountain temple.

Originally, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but even such an incredible thing as soul piercing happened to him, so he had to be in awe of these mysterious gods.

The boy's name is Zhang Yang, and he was originally a liberal arts college student who was born under the red flag and grew up in the sunshine, but he never thought that a hangover would actually cross into this parallel world similar to the ancient times of the earth.

In the past few days, Zhang Yang has also learned a lot of things about this world through memory, which is a parallel world similar to the Tang Dynasty but with many different things.

The small mountain village where he is located is called Shibei Village, which is located in Lantian County of the Tang Dynasty.

There are a total of eighteen families in the village, and because it is close to Chang'an, as the Son of Heaven, there is a dragon qi under his feet, so it is quite peaceful.

And because of the chaos in the world in the last years of the Sui Dynasty, almost every household had men in the army, all of whom were able to recruit and fight well, even if they were squires and evil officials, they did not dare to provoke easily.

After entering the temple and bowing three times in succession, Zhang Yang raised his head and found that the so-called statue of the mountain god in front of him was headless, and only the part below the neck stood under the shrine.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but be a little puzzled, he looked at the neck of the statue on tiptoe, and saw that the neck was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been cut off with a sharp blade.

However, the fracture was clearly some years old, and it was covered in dust.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, just as Zhang Yang's eyes fell, he found that there was actually a strand of fur pinched at the finger of the mountain god statue.

The fur was no more than an inch long, snow-white in color, and it should have been the fur of some kind of animal.

If you don't look closely, you will often be overlooked as cobwebs or the like.

This discovery couldn't help but make Zhang Yang wonder.

How can there be animal fur on the fingers of the mountain gods?

He looked at the statue's broken neck, and then at the animal's fur, and his doubts deepened.

You must know that although the mountain temple is small, the statue of the god is not small, not only tall and strong, but also made of the kind of mountain clay and straw mixture, which can be said to be very strong.

It was precisely because of this, just seeing the broken mark on the neck of the idol, that Zhang Yang judged that the head of the idol was cut off by a sharp blade.

However.....

The temple is not large, except for the statue of the god, it can only accommodate one person, and there is no other space to move.

In this way, even if you enter the temple with a long knife, you can't wield the blade at all, so how can you talk about cutting it off?

Everything is quirky!

However, this thought only flashed through Zhang Yang's mind, and then he threw it out of his mind.

The sun was about to set outside, and his mother and little sister were still waiting for him to come home.

I don't know if the little sister is still standing at the head of the village waiting for herself?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang turned around and went out, but he didn't notice that the mountain god's body was still covered with scratches, but it was inconspicuous when it was buried in dust and smoke.

After leaving the mountain temple, he picked up the dry firewood placed next to the temple with difficulty and walked all the way down the mountain.

When I walked to the head of the village, the sky was already dark, and I saw a small figure under the old yellow fruit tree at the head of the village looking around, and when Zhang Yang walked in, the petite person pounced happily like a swallow returning to the nest.

"Brother, why are you only coming back now!"

The little girl looked aggrieved, but she came out early, and she didn't see her eldest brother come back after waiting for a long time, and she didn't know what her eldest brother was doing in the mountains.

"Hehe, of course I went to collect firewood!" Zhang Yang smiled, and after seeing the little girl's puffing appearance, he took out a fat hare from the dry firewood behind him as if he was playing a trick, and said with a smile: "Do you want to eat rabbit meat?"

"Think!" the little girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and she happily snatched the hare while looking at it, and said happily: "Wow! What a big hare!"

She swallowed her saliva, but in an instant, she looked at Zhang Yang with some confusion, and said weakly: "Big brother, why don't we eat it, right?" We sold it at the bazaar and bought you pens and paper, didn't you say you wanted to study?"

Seeing the sensible appearance of the little girl, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Sure enough, it was the children of the poor who were in charge early.

"You stupid girl, look at what else is on the back of the eldest brother?" Zhang Yang touched Zhang Lan's little face dotingly, pointed to his back and said: "There are still three in the pyre, when we get home, we will disemboweled your fattest one, the meat is used to eat, and the leather is made a hat for you, and the furry ones will be warm to wear in winter!"

"Hmm!"

The little girl worships her eldest brother more and more.

In the past, although the eldest brother also went up the mountain to collect firewood every day, it was just firewood, unlike now, when she can catch hares every time she goes out, so that she has meat to eat almost every three or five days, which is not known how many times better than her previous life.

Thinking that there would be rabbit meat to eat at night, Zhang Lan's little feet were a little brisk, and she rushed towards the house as soon as she slipped away.

When Zhang Lan walked away, Zhang Yang secretly calculated.

In ancient times, there were no chemical fertilizers, no pesticides, and no high-quality seeds, so the harvest was extremely low. And his father left early, and over the years, Zhang Yang relied on the twenty acres of Yongye field left by his father in order to pull him and his sister together.

It can be said that even if the year is good, the family is just a mix of food and clothing.

Want to read a book?

It's almost an extravagant hope!

Of course, there is no national school in Shibei Village, and of course there can't be.

However, in Qinghe Town, ten miles away from Shibei Village, there is a private school funded by the gentry in the town, which is dedicated to the children of the gentry to go to school.

Of course, if there are children from poor families who want to go to school, they need to go through the examination of the master who has passed the private school, and they can only enter the private school after passing the examination.

Otherwise, it will be as difficult as the sky!

A few days ago, when Zhang Yang passed through Qinghe Town to sell firewood and buy daily necessities for his family, he passed by that private school.

He found that the words taught by the master inside turned out to be Chinese characters, and what he didn't expect was that the books were also the Three Character Classics, the Hundred Family Names, and the Four Books and Five Classics that he was familiar with on the earth in his previous life.....

This discovery made Zhang Yang take the matter of studying to heart, he was a liberal arts student, he was still a Chinese major, thanks to the knowledge at his fingertips on the Internet, his understanding of these ancient texts can be said to be no worse than the great Confucianism of this era, or even higher.

This is the step of his progression!

Therefore, these days, he has worked tirelessly to collect firewood, and he has placed rabbit traps in the back mountains to hunt hares for money, the purpose is to raise funds for schooling, in order to enter the private school in Qinghe Town, and participate in the children's examination hosted by Lantian County in March of the following year, so as to change the lives of himself and his family.

Although it is said that the dynasty is heavy on military force and light on literature, it is only relative.

In fact, no matter how large the territory is, it needs to be governed by civilian officials, so no matter which dynasty is the mainstream, the most important thing is that in Zhang Yang's view, civil officials are safer, at least they don't have to go to the battlefield, and they won't lose their lives because of this.

After a few days of hard work, I got more than 400 yuan.

According to the price comparison, the purchasing power of a penny is almost equivalent to a dollar in later generations.

However, the former era was short of materials, while later generations were not short of materials, so the value was higher.

If you add the remaining three hares left today and sell them in the town, they can be exchanged for nearly 100 Wen, so Zhang Yang has enough 500 Wen for him to study.

In addition, there were two half-dried hares and three pheasants hanging from the beams of the house, which were the bundles that Zhang Yang prepared for his master.

As for the life at home, Zhang Yang also has calculations.

These days, he has laid down almost a hundred rabbit traps on the back mountain, and with these rabbit traps, as long as he is lucky, he can basically guarantee that he can harvest one or two hares a day.

And what he has to do is nothing more than to go to the back mountain every morning to collect prey, and then go to a private school to go to school, and sell it in the town by the way, without delay.

"It seems that tomorrow we should go to the town to find the master to take the exam!"

Zhang Yang muttered to himself as he walked, next year is the year of Enke, according to the convention, as long as he can pass the children's examination and be admitted to the children's examination, he can continue to take the examination for Xiucai and lift people.... Swept all the way away.

PS: This book has been signed for investment, and the brothers who have a book list also trouble to add thank you!