Chapter 1 Traveling to the end of the Ming Dynasty
This is a place called Yaogang, which is not a village, but only four households, that is, four adobe grass houses, distributed on a slightly higher earthen hill. A long time ago, there was a cylinder kiln at the foot of the mountain in Gangbei, which had long since collapsed and was no longer needed. This small earthen hill is named after it - kiln hill.
In the low grass house in Gangnan, the voice of a timid little boy came out, "Mom, I'm hungry!" ”。
"Wait, Mom, I'm cooking." When the mother had finished answering, she let out another long sigh; "Ugh."
The two mothers in the house, the boy was thin, that is, five or six years old, and the mother was dressed in blue cloth, although her face was thin, but she was still very delicate, and she was not yet 30 years old, and her clothes were clean even if they were patched. At this time, the mother was holding a clay pot in both hands and worried, and a little bud rice in the clay pot had just covered the low of the pot. This is the last bit of food in the family, this is still borrowed from Liu's family in the north, thinking that he can't eat it all, so he said to his son: "Let's cook when your sister comes back from digging wild vegetables, okay."
"No, I don't eat wild vegetables! Woo! Woo! The son quit and began to cry.
The mother held back her tears and did not say a word.
Suddenly, a 7 or 8-year-old girl with a basket ran in in a panic, panting and shouting, "Mom! Mom! ”
"Don't panic, what's wrong, speak slowly," the mother said, taking the girl's hand.
"There was a man lying on the side of the road, as if dead," the girl said with a calmness.
"What kind of person?"
"It's a man, I can't see clearly on my stomach, it's on the side of the uphill road, it's too scary," the girl said with her little hand on her chest.
The mother groaned for a moment and said, "Take my mother to see it."
The mother and son went out of the house, turned to the left, and after walking for a while, they saw a person lying on the side of the road, wearing a thin white shirt, single pants and bare feet, the clothes and pants could not see what was made, and there were some blood stains on his head. But on a March day, if you wear it so thinly outside, you have to freeze to death if you don't die. "Hey, wake up! Hey, wake up! After shouting a few times in a row, there was no response, the mother reached out and touched it, feeling a little hot, and said to her daughter: "It's not dead yet, carry it back, see if you can save it, Xiaoqing, help the handle." This person is too heavy, Niangsan, it took three breaths to push and drag before he got the person into the house. After lifting the kang, Niang San rested for a while before he took a breath. Mother told Xiaoqing to boil some hot water, it was important to save people.
After wiping the blood and washing the wound with salt water, he found a cloth and wrapped it around his head. Then he lifted the man's head and slowly fed some warm water, and the man's throat moved, and he swallowed the water. The mother and daughter looked at each other, and there were some smiles on their faces. After feeding some more water, the man coughed and choked on some water, but he opened his eyes, moved his eyes, and muttered, "Where is this?" ”
"Don't move, this is my house, don't be afraid, you're fine, you can rest first, just eat some east" After the mother finished speaking, she said to her daughter: "This person must be hungry, hurry up and make something to eat."
The daughter hurriedly added firewood to the fire, and the hot water in the pot, the mother hesitated a little, and put all the bud rice noodles in the clay pot into the pot, and after it was cooked, it was also a big bowl of paste porridge. After serving, the mother went to the pot half and said to her daughter: "Xiaoqing, wash the wild vegetables, put them in the pot, and boil the pot.
Then he didn't care about his daughter washing vegetables and making porridge, and went into the back room with a bowl and fed porridge to the person lying on the bed with a small spoon. At this time, the son, who entered the house with his mother, shouted, "Mom, I am hungry!" "Your sister will be ready in a while, wait a minute," my mother said as she fed the porridge.
"No, I don't eat wild vegetables, I don't eat wild vegetables," the son shouted.
The person who was eating porridge a little bit with his eyes closed seemed to be awakened, opened his eyes suddenly, sat up slowly, gently pushed the spoon that opened to the table, and was just about to speak. The young mother was a little ashamed at first, and said, "You see that the child is too young and ignorant, don't mind, drink the porridge first."
Zhang Zhimu, who opened his eyes, couldn't figure out the current situation, but the matter in front of him was still understood, the family gave him a bowl of porridge to eat, and the children had to eat wild vegetables. Therefore, he can't eat this bowl of porridge anyway.
Say to the mother, "Oh, I don't know what to call you, but you must feed the child, we adults are good to say", he took the bowl, beckoned the child to come, and began to serve the child. At first, the child was still timid, but he couldn't resist the temptation of bud rice paste, so he ate the porridge one bite at a time, and took the bowl and licked it clean. In the meantime, his mother briefly recounted the process of discovering and carrying him home. Looking at the child, who hadn't eaten enough, Zhang Zhimu said: "The child is growing up, no matter how poor the life is, let the child be full." The mother was about to answer, but tears flowed first. As a result, he hid his face and wept, and after a while, he said: "Don't hide it from the officials, this is the last food for my family, and there is the mother who wants her child to starve!" ”。
"What kind of place are you, is there still such a poor place in China? Does the government not care? Zhang Zhimu couldn't help but say. After speaking, Zhang Zhimu felt that something was wrong, how could he call me an official.
"This place is called Yaogang, eight miles northwest of Xiurong County, I don't know how many people starve to death every day, how can the prefect take care of these?" Mother said faintly.
Zhang Zhimu's brain was a little short-circuited at this time, it turned out that he just felt that the voice was a little strange, what kind of "official" and "prefect" came out of this, did I also cross over? Quickly shake your head, everything in front of you is real, the low grass house, the musty smell, and the clothes are different from modern times. "What time is it?"
"March 18"
"That's right, I'm on the plane on March 18th," he thought to himself, and asked, "What year is it?" ”
"Hehe, the official is really sick and not light, and it has been clear for a year, and it is now the fifteenth year of Chongzhen!"
"Huh?! Chongzhen fifteen years! Oh, my God! He said with his hands on his face. Really crossed.
"Official, are you alright?"
"It's okay, it's okay!" Quickly raised his head and said.
"Where is this place, and where is the big place?" Zhang Zhimu thought to himself, I need to know where I am.
"I'm under the management of Shanxi Xiurong (now Xinzhou)" The hostess looked at Zhang Zhimu in confusion and said.
"What should I do?" Thinking about it, I immediately touched it on my body, and the wallet was in the suit, not on my body. It's useless, there's nowhere to swipe the card, the yuan is useless, there are two one-yuan coins in the trouser pocket, a ten-yuan one-yuan banknote, it's useless! Now it's a difficult problem to eat, how to be good. Ay! It's really an endless road, and when I saw a ring on my hand, it was nearly ten grams of pure gold, which was a family heirloom of purple gold, although the shape was too ordinary, and I was not willing to move. It seems that my ancestors blessed me!
It turns out that this single family, a mother with a pair of children to live, there is a distant uncle, can help some, he has a good female red skills, some big families in the city have been sent to do the fine work every three or five times, and raised a few chickens to lay eggs in exchange for some oil and salt money. But recently, there has been no news from my distant uncle, and the work in the city has been gone recently, so I can't help it. Her mother's maiden name is Huang, and her mother-in-law's surname is Qin, called Huang Yukun, and she is twenty-six this year. Daughter Xiaoqing is eight years old this year, and son Xiaohu is six years old.
Maybe it's the food in the stomach that works, although the body is still a little weak, and the spirit feels better. Zhang Zhimu watched the mother and daughter drink the vegetable porridge, and said to Huang Yukun: "My life was saved by you, don't say anything about repayment, according to my age, I am a few years older than you, just call you sister, you don't want to be called an official, I'm not used to it, if you don't mind, you just call me brother, do you think it's okay?" ”
"Then what's not going to work, just go to brother. Brother, don't say anything to repay, when you come to my door, there is no reason not to help. It's just that you're sick here, and your family doesn't know about it, so you must be in a hurry. Where my brother's family lives, I sent someone to deliver a letter to report safety, so as not to worry about the family. "Huang Yukun is also a cheerful person.
This time, Zhang Zhimu was embarrassed and told them that I came from the crossing, did they understand? Don't think I'm crazy. In this hurry, the lie will come out, let's make up a story first!
"Oops! I feel a little dizzy. I can't remember where my home is, maybe I was injured in the head, I just remember, my name is Zhang Zhimu, it seems that I went out to do business with people, I was robbed by thieves, my eyes were blindfolded, I got into a carriage and walked for a few days, basically I didn't eat anything. One night, the thief was unprepared, ran out of the thief, and when he came out, he seemed to have been hit on the head, and he couldn't remember anything else. He said with his hand touching his head.
"Alas! If there is life, it is a blessing. Just, now how is it good ......" Huang Yukun looked at Zhang Zhimu and said.
"Look at me like this now, I may have to beg my sister for a few days."
"That's nothing, it's just that my family still has nowhere to eat the next meal, and you need to take care of your body,......"
"So, girl, there is a pawnshop in this city, and my sister can be a thing?" After taking the words, Zhang Zhimu took out the ring.
Huang Yukun smiled and said: "Of course there is a pawnshop, but the girl is very familiar with things." My family used to be a big family, and after the family was defeated, I relied on things to raise these two babies. However, this ring in my brother's hand is a high-grade one, so he must not be idle, so don't do it easily."
"Haha, my sister has good eyesight, this is handed down by the ancestors, and the ancestors know that their children and grandchildren are in trouble, so they can survive the catastrophe. Today, it is in accordance with the wish of the ancestors, and the ring is used for it. Besides, the children are growing, and with me, I will never let them go hungry again." Zhang Zhimu said and handed the ring to Huang Yukun and asked, "How much can it be?"
"If you die, it's almost the same if you don't get three taels of silver, and you have to live less" Huang Yukun checked it and said, obviously very familiar with this kind of thing, and he is also very clear about the market.
"Ah, quite a few. Then buy more rice, white noodles, a few catties of meat, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. Also, if you buy a few catties of meat buns, you can eat them right away." Because I know that in ancient times, one tael of silver could be exchanged for a consistent (1,000) copper coin, although I don't know what kind of value it can be, my intuition is a lot of money, Zhang Zhimu said while clicking his mouth.
"Hehe, at first glance, you are a master who does not hesitate to make money, and it is not over if you don't spend a little money," Huang Yukun said with a smile.
"Don't worry sister, the flowers are gone, my brother has his own way"
"Okay, brother, there is really no other way at home. The two children will not starve to death, and they will repay you when they grow up. ”
"Don't say it, my life is still ......," Zhang Zhimu waved his hand.
Huang Yukun put a few pockets in the basket, put two gourds, and a few thin hemp ropes, and said: "Brother, you take Xiaohu at home, Xiaoqing and I go to the city, we can come back after dark, if you can catch the carriage, you can be faster."
"Hey, just die, try to get as much money as possible. After changing the money, take the child to eat something good first, and your mother must not wronged herself. Zhang Zhimu thought to himself: "Such a young child is ...... reading and playing video games in modern society."
"Okay, don't worry, my daughter used to sell eggs with my daughter, and a few miles of land is nothing."
"Xiaohu, don't mess with your uncle at home."
After saying that, the two of them went out.
The mood was very bad, his stomach was empty, Zhang Zhimu lay on the kang and didn't move. But the brain is not idle.
"Shanxi, geographically, is right. The plane should have flown in this direction, but the time coordinates were off. As a result, I crossed over. Alas! What should I do? ”
"Fifteen years of Chongzhen!" Lying on the kang, Zhang Zhimu muttered to himself, thinking: "Isn't this the third year of the three years of the strange wilderness?" Locust plagues and droughts are continuous, and three out of ten people die! That bit of history is really not in vain. It seems that there is a certain number in the dark. Ah! Not good. Now, two years later, won't Li Zicheng enter Beijing? That's another bloody storm! Then Wu Sangui led the Qing army into the customs, Yangzhou on the 10th, Zhang Xianzhong slaughtered Sichuan, and ....... ”
"Since I'm here, I can't go back, I should face the reality and do something." When I thought of this, my heart calmed down,
If there is no trouble, there will be no impetuousness. I'm starting to think about it.
"I don't have any money, but I have hundreds of years of advanced knowledge that I bring from modern society. If you use it well and don't deviate from the direction, you will definitely make a difference. Those tragedies will not necessarily be avoided completely, and efforts must be made to reduce them as much as possible. Perhaps, history will begin to change. Why not? The wings of a butterfly can stir up the global storm, and the elite of a modern society will definitely bring about change. Yes, since I'm here, I'm going to have to change. ”
The body was soft and his head was dizzy, Zhang Zhimu lay on the kang and fell asleep in a daze, and Xiaohu also lay beside him. In the dream, I came home and hugged my son, playing and making trouble, and I had a good time.