Yi'an Jushi felt that half of his life was drifting, and his family and country were shattered. Make a wish to the sky, and pray that the sky will let her see the beauty of the Great Song Dynasty in her life. Do you accept this wish? ”

Zulong made a wish before, but Wang Xiao didn't answer it. Because that world is too dangerous.

But now Yi'an Jushi's wish has made Wang Xiao tempted.

There is no special reason, it is because the person who made the wish is a Yi'an Jushi.

After struggling all day, Wang Xiao finally decided to go to the mission world to experience a lifetime.

Wang Xiao left to go to the mission world, and it seemed that he could return in just a moment, and it had no impact on the three worlds. But in reality, he has been in the mission world for a few years at least and a lifetime at the longest. It's almost the same as living a lifetime again.

The body can recover, but the memory cannot be erased, and it is unwilling to erase.

So many memories are also a huge pressure close to refinement for Wang Xiao. It takes a long time for him to adjust every time he returns.

It's not really a matter of adjustment, it's just that the memory is pressed deep in the back of my mind.

That is, his mental power is much stronger, so he can still hold it down for the time being.

But the more you experience this kind of thing, the more pressure you naturally feel.

Now Wang Xiao also understands why the attitude of the system is getting better and better, and the quality of service is getting higher and higher.

The reason is that the work of the wish executor with the constant reincarnation of memories is really stressful after a long time!

Maybe you'll have a nervous breakdown at some point.

He had been complaining that the wishing system didn't give him a world anchor before, but when he really experienced running back and forth in three worlds, he suddenly woke up. The wishing system is really intimate.

Wang Xiao's refusal of the wish was just to have more time to rest, not to have any impact on the existing three worlds.

For the three worlds, the blink of an eye doesn't count, Wang Xiao has already returned, and there is no impact at all. The only one who was really affected was himself.

"You have to increase your mental strength." Wang Xiao rubbed his head and sighed, "If it goes on like this, I will have to refine it." ”

The three worlds made a little goodbye, which made the girls very confused. It's just going to the toilet \ going out to buy a pack of cigarettes \ to discuss something with Zhu Biao and them. Why is it so serious and deep, as if life and death are parting.

In the end, he fought it all alone.

"Accept the task."

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In September of the eighth year of Yuan You, the entire Bianliang City was immersed in an atmosphere of grief.

The Empress Gao of Xuanren Shenglie died, and 100,000 people were buried all the way to the funeral with Emperor Yingzong in Yonghou Mausoleum.

Empress Dowager Gao has been in power for eight years, although she has appointed the light of smashing the cylinder and abolished Wang Anshi's new law in a big way. But during the period of her administration, she was diligent and thrifty, and worked hard. During this period, the politics were relatively clear and the economy was very prosperous.

"This is the last era of economic prosperity in the Northern Song Dynasty, a well-off world, a clear politics, and a strong country."

Wang Xiao in the crowd looked at the funeral procession far away and sighed softly.

Yi'an Jushi was miserable for half his life, praying that the heavens wanted to live in prosperity for the rest of his life.

If she wasn't a Yi'an Jushi, Wang Xiao wouldn't have accepted this wish. Because it's very difficult.

"Calculating the age, Li Qingzhao is now in his early tens. There's still plenty of time. Wang Xiao, who was wearing a shabby robe with patches on his big sleeves, turned around and left the main road and walked towards the alley not far away.

This time, the system assigned him a standard traverser identity.

A family with both parents dead, no siblings and no distant relatives.

When he was young, he could only read dead books, and he couldn't even feed himself without distinguishing between grains and diseases, and he was sick, and finally died and was replaced by Wang Xiao.

What's even more interesting is that this guy is also called Wang Xiao.

His father and Wang Banshan's family are distant relatives, the kind that is far away.

When Wang Anshi changed the law, their family had an errand in the yamen, and their lives were still going on.

It's a pity that the light who smashed the cylinder in the back came to power and dealt an all-out blow to the new party. Wang Xiao's family, who originally did not participate in the New Deal, was hit by their relationship with Wang Anshi, a distant relative.

First, his father was depressed, and then his mother fell ill and died.

Complete traverser identity.

"It would be even more perfect if there was another fiancée who came to the door to withdraw from the marriage."

returned to the dilapidated house, looking at the door in front of him, half of the door panel was dropped, Wang Xiao also wanted to laugh.

This home is not big, and when you push the door in, there is a small yard with a peach tree planted in it.

Facing the main door is the main house, and on both sides are the side kitchens, etc.

Although the location is remote, there is such a house in this Bianliang City, which is equivalent to having a home outside the Fourth Ring Road in the modern world. Even if you don't have any money, you are a proper million-dollar native.

Wang Xiao had already rummaged inside and out before.

There is half a tank of clean water in the water tank with a missing corner, and there are still a few buckets of rice in the rice tank in the kitchen.

There was enough firewood in the yard to cook a few meals, and there were a few patches of clothing in the room.

In addition to the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and various subsets of scriptures and histories that filled the shelves, only twenty-two large coins were turned out in the entire room.

"How the hell is this life?"

Wang Xiao scooped up a scoop of cold water and drank, he really didn't know what to say to that senior.

Even if you are stupid to read, at least you have to support yourself first.

He pulled a stool and sat under the peach tree, writing and drawing with a pen and paper in his hand.

"Li Qingzhao wants to see the Great Song Fenghua for a lifetime, and the most important point is that he can't let Zhao Ji ascend the throne. This loser, the whole country was defeated by him. ”

Thinking of those beautiful emperors, Wang Xiao shook his head regretfully.

"It's all Zhao Ji's fault!"

"Zhezong died early, and his son Zhao Mao didn't support him. I heard that Zhezong has been coughing up blood since he was a child, which is a hemorrhage in the respiratory organs, a disease in the lungs. If you have the opportunity to help him heal, even if you can't heal, you can drag it out. ”

"Zhao Mao wants to save his life, and he must not give Zhao Ji, a loser, the slightest chance."

"If you want to maintain the elegance of the Great Song Dynasty, you must enter the center of power. In this era, it can only be the imperial examination. ”

"But before I can do that, I have to make money first. Today's lunch hasn't been settled yet, so I can't really cook porridge. ”

Wang Xiao recorded important events one by one and what must be done.

Of course, the most important thing at the moment is to make money to improve your life first.

Wang Xiao will have more ability to make money.

From making ice to curing diseases, from painting to making soap, from iron smelting to various financial tricks, pang's scams will do anything.

But the problem also comes, he lacks the most basic starting capital.

You have to buy saltpeter to make ice, which is not cheap.

To cure a disease, you have to have a reputation, and you have to spend money to buy medicine to cure the disease and save people to make a reputation. He is now nameless and moneyless.

Painting, soap, iron smelting, finance, etc., don't mention anything. What can you do with twenty-two big bucks.

Even if you rely on the cooking cake making technology sent by Wu Dalang to sell cooking cakes, the money is not enough.

As for selling a house, this is an ancestral home, which has been passed down for hundreds of years. If you really sell your ancestral house, don't think about mixing up in Bianliang City after you sell it. This is a very important thing these days.

I don't have the capital to start a woolen business.

Wang Xiao scratched his hair: "Is it possible to rob the city fox society?" Emperor Xuande, how can you do such a thing! ”

"Is the nephew at home?"

There were shouts from outside the compound.

Of course, this is just a politeness.

Half of the gate has fallen, how can you not see Wang Xiao sitting in the courtyard.

"Yes."

Wang Xiao responded and stood up.

Entering the door was a middle-aged man in a staff suit, followed by a backpack boy.

Wang Xiao bowed his hand and saluted, "Zhang Shibo." ”

"Virtuous nephew. I came to you today to discuss something with you. Look at the way your family looks now, forget about your marriage with Yuezhen. You don't want to bother her, do you? ”

Zhang Shibo, who is called a neighbor of Wang Xiao's family, runs a shop selling soy sauce at home, and is also considered to be a small fortune in this Bianliang City.

Many years ago, when Wang Xiao and his father still had a small errand in the yamen, Zhang Xian took the initiative to come to the door to talk to him, and also orally agreed on the marriage contract between Wang Xiao and his daughter.

Although it is only a verbal agreement, there is no letter of appointment or marriage or anything. But the neighbors all know about it, and in this era, it is a common thing.

Therefore, even if it is only a verbal marriage contract, it must be clearly stated in person before it can be dissolved.

"It's really a special traverser routine."

Wang Xiao really laughed.

This kind of thing may make others angry and crazy.

Or the tiger with tears in his eyes, his fists clenched, gritting his teeth and bleeding from the corners of his mouth, he said, 'Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the poor young man!' 'Something.

But when it came to Wang Xiao, his reaction was only one sentence.

"How much?"

Zhang Xian was stunned and couldn't react, "What, how much?" ”

"It's okay to dissolve the marriage contract, but I've paid a lot of sincerity over the years, and your Zhang family has to give some compensation, right? Otherwise, then I will have to go to the neighbors to publicize that your Zhang family hates the poor and loves the rich. By the way, which shop did you decide with? ”

Zhang Xian looked at Wang Xiao with an incredulous expression.

Is this still the nerd who reads and reads stupidly?!

Wang Xiao raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of him, "Come back to your senses, how much compensation will you give." ”

Zhang Xian looked at Wang Xiao with a complicated expression, and after a while, he reached out to take the package handed over by the little maid, "I have three ...... here."

"All the neighbors have come to take a look!" Wang Xiao shouted directly at the top of his voice: "Someone is treacherous and shameless..."

Zhang Xian jumped anxiously, waving his hand again and again, "It's not three runs, it's not three runs!" It's thirty dollars! ”

Unlike the neighbors in the modern world who don't know each other in a building, the neighbors in this era are really old neighbors for tens or hundreds of years and generations.

Moreover, Zhang Xian's family runs a soy sauce shop, if this leaves a bad reputation, it will be difficult to mix in the future.

There were six copper coins in the package, and they were dead and heavy.

Zhang Xian reluctantly took out the Jiaozi from his arms, ordered twenty-four and handed it to Wang Xiao.

Seeing Wang Xiao's smiling face, Zhang Xian turned around and walked towards the door with hatred, "Yuezhen has already made a marriage contract with the young master of He Caimi's family, and people are not comparable to you, a poor sour!" ”

Honey harvesting is not a name, it is an industry. Intuitively speaking, it is the excrement of this era.

"It turned out to be the son of the dung tyrant family."

Wang Xiao smiled and shouted, "Wait a minute." ”

Zhang Xian turned to look at him suspiciously.

"The dung tyrant family is so rich, but it's a good family business."

Wang Xiao casually shook the Jiaozi in his hand and said seriously, "You have to add money." ”chaptererror();

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