Lu Shilang squatted under the base of half a wall with his hands, his face tilted, enjoying the rare sunshine in the cold spring.

A cold little north wind blew and got into the collar of the cotton jacket without much cotton wool, and the thief was cold, and Lu Shi shrunk his neck even tighter.

Looking at the miserable white sun and the blue sky, I couldn't help but curse in my heart, "God of the straight mother, why did you bully me and not adapt to the current climate?" Look at your thin clothes and don't pity yourself, how good it is to have a warm winter. After scolding, he shrunk his neck again, and then muttered: "I don't know when the greenhouse effect will come again, I miss it very much." ”

The stomach was rumbling, reminding Lu Shi of the sweetness of rice.

The last time I ate a full meal was at my home in the 21st century, my mother made steamed bread and gruel, and I was in a hurry to eat while looking at my schoolwork, and I had to take an exam in the morning.

The steamed bun is soft and sweet, which is naturally fermented by my mother herself, and the millet porridge is also very delicious.

In the 21st century, those happy and carefree days like dreams can only be dreamed of from time to time. That's right, Lu Shi is a member of the crossing army, and it was more than ten days ago that he crossed over and came here.

Crossing like Lu Shi is infinite sorrow, as the so-called crossing every year, today to my house, but a foot did not pay attention, stepped into a sewer that was being repaired, when I fell in, I also heard a scream and angry scolding from the maintenance worker, and I wore it.

But his own crossing is really embarrassing, not as others as crossed, but he became a naked beggar, and at the same time did not bring anything with him, he was able to sell and become a rich man in this world, just like the Buddha said, really a naked stripe, without a cloud.

But fortunately, I have read countless texts, and my spirit has been as tough as a tightrope, covering my crotch and scanning my surroundings, fortunately, in the cold wind, the first thing I am glad to be that I am still on the earth, and I have not been to the countless magical continents written by netizens.

Standing in the cold wind, I want to look up to the sky and laugh, this is an opportunity given by God, out of the original small peasant students, without a little future background, God gives a chance to be reborn and struggle, hahahahaha.

But laughter was immediately replaced by the intersection of upper and lower teeth, and it seemed like it was still winter, as if it was still the kind of winter without the greenhouse effect.

Keeping warm has become the first, the red strip is very chic, but it is definitely not a way to live, a piece of clothing, a warm dress is the favorite, and it is also the most important. Look at a dilapidated village not far from him, and quickly run in, hoping that a good Samaritan will give him a piece of clothing.

Covering his shame, he ran into this low, dilapidated, empty village, and there was not a single smoke of people.

Dilapidated, really dilapidated, a firewood, probes the brain and carefully pushed it away-falling, Lu Shi was startled, hoping that the master would forgive him for his carelessness.

The courtyard was dead silent, there was no human voice, and Lu Shi whispered, "Is there anyone?" Is there anyone? The kid is in trouble with bandits, can he ask for a piece of clothing to cover his body? ”

It really doesn't make sense that it's not an excuse to meet a bandit.

There was no voice to respond, gritted his teeth and walked forward, staring at the door that was half-open and swaying in the cold wind, but he didn't want to be tripped by something under his feet, he stumbled, barely stood still, and when he looked back, it was a dead soul.

A man in rags and skinny fell at his feet.

"I didn't do it." It's the first thought, "Call the police." "It's the second thought," the clothes, "it's the third and the instinctive thought."

After all, the dead man was wearing a tattered cotton suit, but this cotton suit was a short shirt on the right side, and a pair of pants that were about to rot and lost his trouser legs underneath, at first glance, it was the clothes of the ancients, and the unkempt but high bun on his head showed that this was an ancient person.

It seems that calling the police is simply useless, I knew that I was crossing the crowd before, but I just didn't know where I had crossed to, what country, and now I know where I am.

The ancients, now this uncle is definitely an ancient, and he is also an ancient of the Han nationality, which makes Lu Shi breathe a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I am still in ancient China." ”

China up and down 5,000 years, except for the time of the five chaotic China, there is no big difference in the clothing of the people, although you can't see the dynasty, but whether you can see the dynasty or not, but in the clothing of the ancients, it means that this is in ancient China, which is enough, and now the favorite is this costume.

Confess to the ancients, the tattered clothes are now on Lu Shi's body, and the kindness of a man made him hungry and found a half-cut hoe, and dug a big pit in this empty yard, buried the uncle who kindly gave away clothes, and then left the village where there was no one to eat and no one to eat.

I got the information about the time, and I saw the notice of the village head government.

In the cold wind, a large piece of paper was pasted on the wall at the entrance of the village, the dilapidated one rustled in the wind, Lu Shi liked ancient Chinese and calligraphy, this traditional Chinese character was not unfamiliar, and it looked like it was indeed a proclamation of the government urging the imperial grain to pay taxes to this small village, but it was just some numbers and intimidation, but the payment made Lu Shi dumbfounded.

In the first year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, the county order of Yulin County was announced.

The degree of damage of the notice tells Lu Shi that this is not long after pasting, looking at the money and grain that each household has to pay last year, and the tax burden that needs to be paid this year, and then comparing it with the dilapidated houses and barren fields, we can know the results of this village, one, fleeing, two starving to death, three, not third.

Lu Shi stood at the head of the village in a daze, looking around blankly, but in his heart was a tumultuous river and sea.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, what kind of troubled era it was, what kind of world of people eating people, everyone knows that this dynasty that is in decline, there are strong enemies outside, natural disasters and man-made disasters inside, and the rebellion of the displaced people, which really makes Lu Shi want to cry without tears.

God, people don't cross for the sake of the prime minister, and the more perverted thing is to become the emperor and the crown prince, but I became a homeless person in the blink of an eye, how unfair is God? How can this make it embarrassing to cross the crowd?

Well, after being vegetative in the cold wind for a long time, Lu Shi stretched out a middle finger to God.

Since I came, although I didn't do it, although I became a homeless person, I didn't have the ability to open up the world, and I only had a little common sense of life, but since God arranged to come to this world, I gave myself a mission, that is, to change the world at the end of the Ming Dynasty and save these tens of millions of people.

Lu Shi's blood was boiling, but.

However, in the history of the world, there are Chongzhen, Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong, Hong Chengchou, wild boar skin, Huang Taiji, ________ etc., these historical figures are either extremely smart, or have heavy troops, or kill decisively, how can they be defeated by their own powerless exiles? Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.

Forget it, it's better to go to the south, find a stable and prosperous place, use your century-old advantages, open the golden finger, make a fortune, and be a rich man in peace and stability is the way to save your life.

However, the roar of Lu Shi's stomach made him forget what Chongzhen, Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong, Hong Chengchou, wild boar skin, forgot what changed the world, forgot the wealth of Jiangnan, and made him think of only one thing - how to fill his stomach first, this is simply to live first.

To live and not to become a starvation of Daming the next day is the root of everything.

The last full meal in this world was the day before yesterday, and it was the last dogleg that I gnawed away.

At that time, when he was gnawing on the dog's leg, an unkempt scribe squatted next to him and watched, salivating, coupled with the arrogance of the scribe's bones, the situation was really ridiculous in his eyes.

"Do monks also eat dog meat?" The scribe asked weakly, surprised.

In this era, the parents who pay attention to the hair and skin and the body must not be damaged, and men have their hair long, because Lu Shi's short hair is naturally considered a monk.

Lu Shi handed over the dog's leg and said with a chuckle: "Dog meat also has a name called Buddha jumping over the wall, and the Buddha jumps over the wall for it, let alone the monk?" It's not impossible to try something new. ”

The scribe took the dog's leg that still had Lu Shi's tooth mark on it, and did not forget to politely thank you.

"In this great drought in the mountains, it is indeed rare to have dog legs to eat when you are hungry." The scribe sniffed it beautifully, and then sighed. At first glance, he used to be a wealthy person, but now he is down, and he has become a homeless person who is ashamed to pray for a bite of food.

The literati and doctors were supported by the imperial court, but during the Chongzhen period of the Ming Dynasty, internal and external troubles were already precarious, and these low-level scholars also cut off the imperial court's incense, and people like this have become beggars, which shows that the world is difficult.

Lu Shi laughed and said: "At this time, the wild dog is the fattest, the guy you are holding in your hand, I watched him eat the dead the day before yesterday, but the next moment it became the mouth and stomach of my monk, and it is also a cycle of karma." ”

The scribe was stunned when he heard this, and immediately his face turned pale, and he dropped his dog's legs as if he was burned, squatted aside and retched, and after a while, he stood up with a pale face, looked at Lu Shi very deeply for a long time, and finally muttered: "Sin, sin." And he staggered away.

"Is it a sin? How did my monk's spoken words become his words? Lu Shi shook his head and laughed at himself, picked up the dog leg on the ground and continued to eat.

Open the vast history books, and you can see two words at any time - starvation.

In my memory, only China after the 80s of the 20th century was insulated from these two words, but this does not mean that they will not appear again in the future.

The historians who wrote the word starvation were all written with ordinary hearts, which made people feel thrilling when they read it.

After all, there are no scholars and doctors, no officials, no dignitaries, leaders are always leaders, as long as they can become leaders, no matter what color or nationality they are, they can enjoy world-class clothing, food, housing, and transportation.

People were starving to death in the land of Shanxi, but it is said that Emperor Chongzhen also knew about it, but he imagined that it was not as serious as the officials reported.

But after all, the new emperor ascended the throne, and wanted to be a master of Zhongxing, and he also wanted to set an example, so when the country was difficult, he drove out most of the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace, only 40,000 left, poor those eunuchs, in order not to starve to death, became eunuchs, and now in order to reduce the country, they are facing starvation again, in fact, for those people, hunger is more important than getting rid of the ancestral roots on the body.

Shanxi is still in great drought, and the emperor is still diligent and thrifty, but the national tax of imperial grain is still half a cent. The officials at the top and bottom are desperately searching for political achievements, for the sake of use, for the sake of doing things up and down, for—anyway, for such and such excuses.

In fact, the emperor can make a show, but those officials and doctors don't even have to do this, so they have the word starvation written in the case of brocade clothes and jade food, without a little color.

Just like now, although he knew that there was a great drought in Shanxi and the people were struggling to make a living, the emperor still did not provide relief in order to deal with foreign enemies, nor could he spare money and grain for relief.

The emperor is also difficult, the foreign enemy looks around, the emperor of Daxing needs a grand funeral, tens of thousands of palace eunuchs, millions of officials in the foreign court want to eat and drink, and the prince's sons and grandsons continue to breed and have to be supported, so the small people need to be difficult with the emperor.

"Every meal and rice must be cherished, after two days, I'm afraid there will be no legs." Lu Shi picked up the dog's leg that the scribe threw on the ground and cherished it in his arms.

For Lu Shi, the unlucky traverser, this dogleg is the hope of surviving in this era, although it may only live for a few days, he will also be a starvation, what about him? It's just a day to live. (Please support the genuine, support the author, novel network)