Mr. Lu Xun, a great writer in later generations, saw the word 'cannibalism' from the full historical records. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The realm of Wen is not as profound as Mr. Lu Xun.

But the important thing is to have its own advantages, to be able to participate in the corridor of history, and to experience the thoughts and thoughts of the ancients.

From the contact that has been going on, it can be concluded that the ancients were not stupider than the people of our later generations.

Tan Fengyi, a smart and demonic being, knows a lot of things, but she doesn't know anything about politics at all.

It can be seen that sometimes talent is very important, and no one will be proficient in all things in the world.

In fact, whether a person is smart or not can be said to be the length of the person's vision.

Just like in chess, those who can see the last three moves are not as smart as those who look at the last ten.

Wen has a natural advantage in this regard, he knows the direction of history, knows the correct development path of anything, and his vision is even a thousand years wider than that of the current ancients.

When I see the clear water of the Yellow River, I think of the turbid water of the Yellow River after a thousand years.

Smell the true blessings to the soul.

Through the thick historical volume, like Mr. Lu Xun's understanding, I suddenly felt in my heart.

Buddhism has a cloud saying: Epiphany.

These two words profoundly explain the major progress of thinking in breaking through the bottleneck after knowledge and experience have reached a certain stage.

After hearing the epiphany, it was like Mr. Lu Xun wrote the word 'cannibalism' in "Diary of a Madman".

The word conspiracy swirls and dances in Wen's brain like a fiery brand.

Throughout the 5,000-year-old history volumes, the perception given to Wen is the word 'power scheme'.

Power and intrigue are intertwined.

Profit and fame are merging.

Truth and lies are fighting.

Blood and fate are at play.

Chen Qiao mutinied, and Wen needed to take the initiative in order to solve the matter of Mei Yiqi's selection of show girls.

But the development of things is never a single existence.

The reason why the Yellow River turned from clear to turbid to an above-ground river is due to the massive destruction of vegetation on the Loess Plateau in the upper reaches and the erosion of the loess.

Now Wen has taken the lead in the Chenqiao Mutiny, which also means that it has changed from a troublesome matter to an even more troublesome matter.

History records the Chenqiao Mutiny, and the replacement of imperial power was completed without blood, and I will not believe a word about it.

I just watched Zhao Laoer's Oscar-level performance at the Chenqiao Mutiny.

The real history is definitely not what is recorded in the annals of history, and the word conspiracy in the conspiracy is also synonymous with lies.

Now the reason why Zhao Lao Er ignores himself is that he is completely waiting for his own name.

A vote that completely fell to the Zhao family's imperial power.

There are many kinds of nominations that Zhao Lao Er needs, but the common denominator is that each one is very fatal.

Attacking Jingshi Kaifeng is one of them, of course, according to the records in the annals, this possibility is extremely small, and the very small probability does not mean that it will not happen, and the principle of Murphy's Law is that the more unfortunate things are, the more likely they are to happen.

Even the initiation of the Chen Qiao Mutiny, which belonged to Zhao Kuangyi, was snatched by himself, and nothing else could happen.

If Zhao Lao Er planned to let himself take the students to show the power of gunpowder bullets, with the current earthen gunpowder bullets would not play any role in Kaifeng's several zhang high city wall.

The distance of throwing a grenade is completely incomparable to the distance of standing on the walls of the city and shooting arrows with a bow and crossbow.

When the time comes, the end will be miserable, and the students don't want to survive.

This vote didn't hurt Wen much, but it just hurt the students.

Another kind of petition is to bear the main responsibility for the Chenqiao Mutiny and accept the fate of being framed.

According to the records in the history books, Zhao Lao Er put all the responsibility for the Chen Qiao mutiny on the generals, and he was forced to take the position.

Now that he has the merit of initiating the initiative, this responsibility can be smoothly pushed to himself, and in the era when the imperial power is greater than everything, the ending of this nomination will be very miserable, and it is likely to be pushed out as a scapegoat to thank the world.

The happiest way to vote is to cut off someone's head and confiscate someone's property.

Obviously, this kind of errand of cutting off the head and offending people will fall on one's head. But the matter of raiding the family business, there must be no part of his own, Zhao Lao Er has ten brothers, how can it be his turn.

The so-called kindness to former officials does not include political enemies.

After thinking about it, I found that if I wanted to avoid the appearance of this kind of nomination, there was no other way than to jump into the Yellow River.

I don't want the students to break the lockdown and get hurt.

I don't want to be the first wronged leader of the Chenqiao Mutiny.

I don't want to cut off the head of someone who has no grievances with me.

As a result, he could only hurt himself in the end and was forced to self-harm.

At the last moment of jumping the Yellow River, I thought to myself: Even if you are the emperor, you can't just ask for someone's life.

If you don't have the strength to protect yourself, you can only self-harm, which gives Wen a great psychological stimulation.

Imperial society, naked strength struggle.

From emperors to bandits, they can kill whoever they want, and this ancient society is completely a hunting ground for strongmen.

Do these vulnerable groups deserve to be unlucky?

Wen Wen, who was rescued by Tan Fengyi and was almost unconscious, kept muttering: "This can't work!" This is not right, why! ”

"Little lady Tan, my San Lang is still talking nonsense!" Stone sobbed with tears in his eyes.

"It was frozen in cold water, and now I have a fever." Zheng Zhutou tried Wen's forehead with his hand, sighed and said, "Zheng He, hurry up and ask for a doctor." ”

"Okay, uncle." Zheng He responded nervously and ran out quickly.

Tan Fengyi sniffed, bit her lip and whispered: "I just scared him, I didn't plan to beat him......... Who knew that he was really jumping....... "Now Tan Fengyi's heart is extremely aggrieved, and she can feel everyone's wordless coldness towards her at this moment.

"Sister Tan, go and change your clothes. Water is cold, and if you get sick again, you'll be in trouble. I'm here to take care of. Mei Yiqi urged Tan Fengyi, who was already soaking wet, to hurry up and change into dry clothes.

In this group of people, everyone who usually has ideas is Wen, but now that Wen is sick, the decision on major events will naturally be transferred to Tan Fengyi, if something happens to Tan Fengyi, in this chaotic situation, everyone will be in danger of no return.

Although I usually didn't do it properly, I fell ill suddenly. made Mei Yiqi and others feel as if they have lost their safest support.

"Sir, will it be all right? Sir, it's going to be fine....... "Xiaohua snuggled in Mei Yiqi's arms with tears in her eyes, and looked at Wen who was lying in the carriage talking nonsense and asked in a low voice. The two little fists were clenched tightly, she was just muttering unconsciously, not really hoping that someone would give her an answer. She believed that the omnipotent husband would be fine.

"Sir will be fine, Xiaohua, don't worry." Mei Yiqi kept gently replying to Xiaohua's questions in her mouth, just to comfort herself.

The little nun Jingyuan was still shouting loudly: "This villain is crazy, he is crazy........." her mouth only cared about roaring, tears had already drowned her sight, and she was unaware of the quiet fall down her face.

The scene was extremely quiet, and all the students were anxiously waiting for the results of the doctor's consultation.

A small illness like a cold, if in the next life, take a few tablets of cold medicine will be fine, plus various vaccines injected on the body, even if you don't take medicine and don't have infusions. Drink plenty of warm water and sweat a little, and you will be healed.

But in ancient times, without antibiotics and good hygiene, it would be easy to take a person's life.

The cold, the source of all diseases, was one of the most common and deadly diseases in ancient times.

In later generations, the level of science has been developed enough to treat many incurable diseases that could not be treated in ancient times, and even to change hearts and lungs. As long as it's not a change of head, there's nothing wrong with it. With such medical technology, it has not been able to deal with the most common colds for thousands of years, and it is impossible to prevent them completely.

It will always come at random at any time, and it all depends on the individual's physical resistance.

"Wen Jue, the body is strong, drink some medicine and it will be cured, it will not be in the way." A well-mannered doctor with a goatee looked at it seriously and finally made a diagnosis.

Only then did everyone's expressions relax.

"This is a prescription, you should drink the medicine on time, pay attention to rest, and you will be fine after a few days of rest." After the doctor finished admonishing him, he left with the medicine box on his back.

"This doctor is so strange, he doesn't want any consultation fees?" Zheng Zhutou looked at the doctor who was away and muttered.