Chapter 3 - The Story of Zhao Yuanhang
Zhao Fan felt that his brain was a little empty, and he didn't even notice how he was helped back into the house by Joey, because the impact of this news was too great for him.
Tang dynasty... This is the Tang Dynasty, or the last years of the Tang Dynasty...
In the era of war and chaos, human life is like a mustard!
Troubled times, real troubled times, this feeling makes Zhao Fan feel very bad and insecure.
First there was the Wang Xianzhi Uprising, the Huangchao Uprising, then the warlord secession, and then all kinds of wars...
According to historical records, the Huangchao Rebellion began in the fifth year of Qianfu, that is, in 878 AD, Huaxia began to fight for many years, and the central government was reduced to a puppet, and then the regimes of the five dynasties and ten countries changed frequently, until 960 Zhao Kuangyin added a yellow robe, which was considered to be the end of the war, that is, even if he could live another 50 years, he would not live to the early Song Dynasty...
"Zhao Fan, what's wrong with you, do you still feel unwell?"
Joey looked at Zhao Fan with some concern, could it be that he had just twisted his waist in the seaweed dance?
Zhao Fan waved his hand, signaling that he was fine, he felt a little lost at the moment, after all, in the face of this troubled world, he was a little overwhelmed, he was just an ordinary person, in reality, it was not like a TV series to write a novel, there was no protagonist halo, and he didn't even know how to save his life in this troubled world.
Thinking of my family and friends who are more than a thousand years away, I feel even more uncomfortable, and I should never have the opportunity to meet in this life.
"Fang Caiyi'er asked me if I was a scholar, but I also know some words..." But I don't know the words of your era, I know Chinese Simplified...
"Really? That's really great! When Joey heard this, his eyes couldn't help but light up, after all, in this era, the status of scholars is still very high, "Then I'll go to the teacher in the village to borrow pen and ink, and then you write a few words for me to see, do you think it's okay??" ”
"Ahh Oh, okay..."Zhao Fan scratched his head and said with a smile.
"Huangchao uprising..."Watching Joey leave happily, Zhao Fan couldn't help but look out the door and sigh.
I hope it doesn't bother me... After all, I'm just passing through...
……
Seeing Joey happily circling around the words "Tang Dynasty", Zhao Fan's heart suddenly felt a little low, how can she survive in such a troubled world, a weak woman like her? Can I protect her?
Although they haven't known each other for a long time, Zhao Fan is full of good feelings for this beautiful, kind and diligent girl who saved her life. If you just watch her die in this troubled world, Zhao Fan will never be able to accept it.
"Zhao Fan..."
"Well, what's wrong?" Zhao Fan couldn't react a little.
Joey looked at Zhao Fan a little shyly, this person, why does he keep staring at others like this... Could it be for me...
Also, he always feels that there are a lot of things hidden in his eyes, so he must have something on his mind, right?
"Zhao Fan, you are a scholar, so you should have your own words. I heard from the village teacher that it is very rude to call you scholars by their first names. ”
"Words?" Zhao Fan was stunned, a little confused.
"yes," Joey glared at him with some resentment, not knowing if this man was really stupid or fake.
"I don't have words..."
"Oh," Joey said with a hint of loss in his voice.
"But I can get one, why don't you give me one?"
"What?" Joey was a little surprised, and his eyes suddenly regained their brightness, "So, what kind of words do you want to choose?" I can't read, how can I help you..."
"Hehe, I'm sure that with our Yi'er's ingenuity, this little question will not be difficult for you, but why are you asking me if I have a word?" Zhao Fan smiled playfully, and then asked a little strangely.
"Huh? Don't you remember the events of that day? Joey tugged at the corners of his shirt and said with a pale face.
"That day?" Zhao Fan couldn't react a little, and asked a little strangely, "Which day?" ”
"You—" Joey was a little sad, her eyes instantly reddened, and tears began to roll in her eyes, "It was three days ago... You... When Xiao Yi was washing in the stream at the bottom of the mountain, you... You—" She pointed in one direction, her face getting paler and paler, and tears were about to pour down.
Zhao Fan rubbed his head, trying to recall what happened that day, and slowly remembered that before he fell into a coma, he seemed to see a white body in the water, cough... Bathe...
Don't...
Ren Zhaofan has a deep cultivation of the cheek exercises, and his face can't help but feel a little hot at this time.
Looking at the strange expression on Zhao Fan's face, Joey couldn't help but blush, but the person in front of him saw his body, and his innocence was all tied to him, no matter what, he could only... As soon as he raised his head and met Zhao Fan's somewhat strange eyes, Joey's heart was even more chaotic, and he was so panicked.
"In other words, I was knocked unconscious by you?" Zhao Fan glared at Joey, and suddenly felt another pain in the big bag on his head.
"Yi'er went out to pick some vegetables first, prepared meals, and returned the pen and ink by the way, you... You should have a good rest first. Joey's face was hot, and he quickly found an excuse and ran out.
Looking at Joey's back as he fled in a bit of amusement, Zhao Fan rubbed the wound on his head and couldn't help but smile bitterly, this is really a disaster, and he can't wash it away by jumping into the Yellow River.
The most important thing is that I didn't see anything!
Word is it? It seems that he does have a need to choose a word for himself, although I don't know why, but Joey is more concerned about this issue. And in this era, if you don't have a table word, you can't mix it up when you go out, so this word is still quite exquisite.
Generally speaking, the table words are used to supplement or explain the name, such as loyalty, filial piety, righteousness, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom, faith, and uncle. Or some ordinary people, hoping that their children can live a good life, what blessings, Yongfu, Jinzhu, Qiansheng or something.
Even some people will take some cheap names in order to feed their children, such as what kind of dog leftovers, iron eggs, Ermao and the like...
But he really doesn't know what word he should take, loyalty, loyalty? Emperor? Don't be funny... Filial piety? My relatives are all in a thousand or hundreds of years later, and I can't be filial if I want to be filial....
So what is the word good? Now that you're back in this damn era, you've got to find a way to get by, right? A word that sounds awesome, that's very important.
In the end, out of some considerations, Zhao Fan still gave himself a table word and sailed... It not only symbolizes his ambitions, but also tells the tragic story of his own voyage to the Tang Dynasty more than a thousand years later...
In fact, I don't think the word voyage is good, mainly because I don't want to take a name like a blessing, an iron pillar, a dog, etc., the picture is too beautiful, I don't dare to look at it at all...
Well, that's right, it's better to sail away ...