However, careful readers may find it strange that this Yang Xuan may no longer be the original Yang Xuan, but a crossing clan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ah Xuan, who was wandering in the south, went home in May of this year to relieve his bad luck, and on this day he took the old-fashioned shotgun left by his ancestors, which is often called a bird gun, or an arquebus to hunt game in the deep mountains and old forests.

Due to the failure of the land policy and agricultural policy, the whole countryside has become particularly barren, the jungle is dense, and the deep mountains and old forests are full of all kinds of birds and animals, and they are not afraid of people passing by.

Ah Xuan had a good time, he didn't pay attention to the heavy rain at all, and when he was hiding from the wind and rain, he fell into the cave and fainted, and when he woke up, he returned to Sichuan at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and heard that this scholar named Yang Xuan had won the deputy list.

Holding his head desperately, he felt that his head was heavy, his brain was full of knives, another memory kept pouring in, and slowly the two memories were gradually intertwined, so it took half a pillar of incense kung fu, and the memory of his previous life finally suppressed the memory of Xiucai Yang Xuan, and the whole brain became painful.

While lying in the gatehouse of Gongyuan Zhonglang for medical treatment, Yang Xuan slowly sorted out the bits and pieces of life in this world.

This Yang Xuan can be regarded as a scholar in this era, at the age of thirteen, he was like the county and county examination, at the age of fourteen, he was the Shunqing Mansion exam, and at the age of fifteen, he was a scholar and politician Chen Shiqi was a talent in the examination, and he ranked among the top three in the next examination.

But in the past few years, Yao Huang has rebelled, his source of living has been cut off, and he has borrowed money from relatives and friends.

In the end, he tore his face and forced himself to tear up the marriage contract, so he took this year's imperial examination as a bet.

How do you know that he was tricked by God, and fainted on the spot after hearing that he had won the deputy list, so that Ah Xuan could pick up the cheap and cross this absurd thing happened.

Although Einstein's theory of relativity theoretically tells everyone that time travel is possible, theory is theory, and it is unheard of to actually cross time.

was rescued by Lang Zhong, and at first wanted to pretend to be dead and lie down for a while, but in the end he couldn't pretend to be able to do so, so he panicked and paid the reward, and was helped on the horse like a puppet, met a few officials, and put on some strange things.

Yang Xuan felt as if he was an animal in a zoo, and his words and deeds were looked at by others, which was extremely unnatural.

After getting rid of the entanglement of the servants, Yang Xuan fled in the wilderness, and fled back to the academy with the remnants of his mind and memories, and then lay on the bed in a daze.

After two hours like this, Yang Xuan slowly figured it out, as long as he didn't say it, who would know that he was a traverser?

Even in the open past life, if you were the one who claimed to be from the stars, you would either be treated as crazy or sent to a mental hospital.

Waking up from sleep in the middle of the night, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar antique bed in front of him, looking at the old room, smelling the pungent smell of tung oil, and the book basket, everything was so familiar and unfamiliar, Yang Xuan slowly accepted this kind of thing.

It is now the end of August of the sixteenth year of Chongzhen, and next year is the seventeenth year of Chongzhen (1644 AD), Chinese history will be completely changed, the Manchu and Qing Tartars in Liaodong will enter the customs, and the entire Han nation will be enslaved by foreign races, and it will not be liberated from the traitor culture and slave culture until the 21st century.

In addition, what is even more creepy is the so-called Zhang Xianzhong's slaughter of Sichuan, where nearly 10 million people in the entire Sichuan will be slaughtered, and the country of abundance will return to the primitive society.

If someone asks when the darkest era in human history was, if Sichuan ranked second at the end of the Ming Dynasty, no era dared to rank first. In comparison, other human disasters, such as the Black Death in Europe, the Indian Holocaust, and the Nazi Holocaust, are all trivial, with millions of people in Sichuan (the official statistics are three million, and many historians estimate 10 million), and finally less than 80,000 people.

This is an era of mass killing, bandits killing the people, the righteous army killing the people, the barbarians killing the Han people, the barbarian Qing officials and soldiers slaughtering the Han people, the demons dance wildly, killing has long become the norm in the world, in front of the sword mountain and the sea of fire, the blood flows like a river, what should I do?

It is rumored that Zhang Xianzhong slaughtered Sichuan, the country of abundance in Sichuan is only 80,000 households, and Sichuan, which has a prosperous population, has almost returned to the primitive society, unless it can escape from Sichuan, it will be difficult to survive.

Sichuan is a big basin, in the modern society is quite easy to enter and exit the Sichuan, but in ancient times, it is really as Li Taibai said that the difficulty of the Shu Road is difficult to go to the blue sky, and it is extremely difficult to enter and exit the Sichuan.

Since it is quite difficult to escape from Sichuan, why should we actively join the WTO and change the world? Although many people believe that history is irreversible and difficult to change.

But he has accumulated more than 400 years of knowledge, and his knowledge is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Even if it can't change the trend of history, at least it can change its own destiny, and if the situation is unfavorable, you can escape to Southeast Asia, or you can be happy.

Some time ago, the Kokang War in Myanmar said that the Kokang people seemed to be the remnants of Li Dingguo at the end of the Ming Dynasty, since Li Dingguo and others can, so much 400 years of historical knowledge and cultural knowledge of Ah Xuan can.

Supporting his head with both hands, Yang Xuan pondered and meditated, how to change his fate?

It is with the help of Zou Jianchen, Liu Daozhen, Ma Mingluan, these classmates, that since ancient times, scholars have been together in associations, and everyone has watched and helped each other.

But everyone is powerless, and besides, Xiucai has not been able to rebel for three years, and it is absolutely impossible to change his fate.

Besides, my behavior has changed drastically, and it is not good if I am found to have a flaw or something.

In this case, there is only one way to go to the military, and in ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, the army is the fastest-promoted, the fairest, and the most easily developed.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, firearms began to be popularized and applied, and in his previous life, he often went out to hunt, not only did he know about guns, but his marksmanship was quite good.

Now there is a lot of trouble in northern Sichuan, and today on the street, I have heard that the government is recruiting soldiers, and I am young and strong, plus I am good at using weapons, why not go to take the exam.

In addition to the more than a dozen books in the book basket, in addition to the four books and the Five Classics and other books that must be examined for the imperial examination, there are also Qi Jiguang's "Records of Military Training", Song Yingxing's "Heavenly Creations", Xu Guangqi's "Geometric Original", "The Complete Book of Agricultural Administration", Bi Maokang's "Illustrated Description of the Military Flag" and other books.

It seems that this Yang Xuan's vision is also quite open, unlike the propaganda in his previous life, he is a nerd, and he is only willing to read the Four Books and Five Classics or something.

In addition, there are a few silver tickets in the book, plus the inside of the sleeve, although it is a traditional character, but I still recognize it, and it is simply added, there are more than sixty taels.

During the Ming and Qing dynasties, just like Hong Kong in the previous life, the imperial court did not designate a bank for currency issuance, and major money banks issued silver bills one after another for people to go out.

In addition to silver tickets, the main daily use is broken silver and copper coins, copper coins are standard, minted by the imperial court, and the value of copper coins is stipulated, just like the central bank printed banknotes in the previous life to stamp coins, and private minting is a felony.

However, silver coins are rarely minted, and the silver that circulates in the market is often broken silver, and it is very troublesome to use to determine the value of silver according to its fineness and weight.

Half a year ago, in order to force the divorce, the Zhu family gave Yang Xuan one hundred taels of silver.

It is good to be at home for a thousand days, but it is difficult to go out for half a day, so in less than half a year, there are only more than 60 taels left.

Yang Xuan put a part of the silver ticket back in the pages of the book, and the other part was put in the sleeve with the broken silver and copper coins.

After packing up like this, he only left the room early after dawn, and then joined the army.

It is now late August, and winter will begin in another month, and the weather is quite cool, Yang Xuan came to the street wearing an underwear, a short coat, and a long shirt outside.

The main street is very wide, and the narrowest is five or six meters, which is enough for three horse-drawn carriages to travel side by side on the road.

Generally, there are seven or eight meters, and the main road that communicates the east, west, north and south city gates is about sixteen meters, which is completely a broad avenue, and ten carriages can go side by side. (Playing in the ancient city of Langzhong during the summer vacation, plus reading a lot of books, the roads in the ancient city are probably so regulated).

The provincial city is expensive, and there are two and three rooms on both sides of the road, generally the lower floor is a shop, the back is a workshop, and the upper floor is inhabited.

Just like the Hong Kong people say that the front shop and the back factory, a small storefront, if you add the alley inside, there are more than ten people, early in the morning, everyone opens the door early, hoping to open the door into the treasure.

The market is very prosperous, restaurants, silk villages, cloth villages, blacksmith shops, tung oil shops, pharmacies, grocery stores emerge in endlessly, and there are several on one street, which can be seen that Chengdu is prosperous in the city.

Since I hadn't eaten since noon yesterday, my stomach was rumbling, so I sat down at a breakfast shop, ordered a bowl of millet porridge and two steamed buns, and sat down to prepare for a feast.

Just drank a sip of millet porridge, Yang Xuan almost spit it out alive, drinking millet porridge in his mouth actually had a bit of chaff taste, and it tasted weird?

slapped the table heavily, and asked the store why the rice was not cleaned and why did it smell like rice bran?

The shopkeeper was full of grievances, this is the polished rice sold, which was milled three times with a stone, and then scooped three times to get the high-quality polished rice.

The upper part is the official who sent people in the yamen, the past merchants, and the lower part is the general neighborhood of the left and right neighbors, and there is no one who says that his millet porridge is not milled, and there is no one who says that there is a taste of rice bran?

You are a businessman's mouth is too tricky, how can you say that my small rice has the taste of rice bran, isn't this a bad business in the early morning?

Looking at the shopkeeper looking at each other angrily, Yang Xuan's face was red and red, in ancient times, he used stones to lick rice, and used stones to grind rice, he knew this.

Of course, stone milling cannot be compared with machined rice in previous lives, and even the cheapest rice in previous lives was considered high-quality polished rice in ancient times.

I was so hungry that I pinched my nose and drank a bowl of millet porridge with the flavor of rice bran, ate the steamed bun with the flavor of rice bran, and then took out more than 20 copper coins, hurriedly checked out and fled with the book basket on my back.

It is not good to be a teacher, and I can't forget it for a long time, there are so many novels on the Internet, and everyone blows the ancient times into an idyllic scenery and a blessed land for heroes, but who knows that everyone lives in a nest and lives so unbearable.

Don't say anything else, but this millet porridge with a faint rice bran flavor and this wheat bran flavor steamed bun are unbearable.

After learning a lesson, Yang Xuan only watched and didn't say anything, taking advantage of the fact that it was still early, he visited a few silk and satin shops and a few blacksmith shops, just watching but not selling.

Silence is golden, although the store is indignant, how can they only look at it and not buy it, it is really unlucky early in the morning.

After four or five streets like this, a golden courtyard appeared in front of him blocking the way, looking at the man in the strong clothes, Yang Xuan knew that it was the Shu Palace.

The king of Shu is the title of Zhu Yuanzhang's eleventh son, after more than two hundred years of development, the Shu Wangfu covers an area of almost one-third of the Chengdu mansion, and it is rumored that the Shu king's clan controls seventy percent of the land in the Chengdu Plain, and is one of the four rich domains in the world.

Seeing Yang Xuan approaching from a distance, the courtyard keeper pressed the handle of the knife with one hand and scolded loudly, so startled that Yang Xuan retreated again and again before he stabilized his footsteps, and made an embarrassed detour.

Now that the sun is very big, it is also very laborious to carry a twenty or thirty pound book basket, Yang Xuan took off his robe, put it in the book basket, and then carried it out of the city and came to Phoenix Mountain in the north of the city.