"Open the door! Help me! ”

Zhao Chan yelled at the top of his throat and kicked the door frantically.

"Who! Urgent! ”

In such weather, almost no one wants to do business, especially in this small village, Zhang Shanming, who was able to open a pharmacy only thanks to the relief of the village name, is even more reluctant to open the door to do business.

Impatiently opened the door, and after seeing Zhao Chan who was soaked and holding Zhao Si in his arms, Zhang Shanming's face changed, and he immediately took Zhao Si in Zhao Chan's arms.

"Hurry up and boil hot water."

Zhang Shanming scolded Zhao Chan angrily, and was about to reprimand Zhao Chan for why he had only sent Zhao Si until now, when he heard Zhao Chan muttering to himself: "Uncle Zhang must cure Si'er." ”

"You still need to say it!"

Zhang Shanming's voice of hatred for iron and steel had just blurted out, only to hear a bang, and Zhao Chan's whole person smashed on the ground.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the person on the ground, the little baby in his arms, Zhang Shanming directly burst into foul language: "This... What the hell is going on! ”

"Mother-in-law, come down and help."

There was a sound of pedaling in the wooden building, and soon a middle-aged woman came down, with crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, wearing a brocade dress and embroidering a big red flower on her chest.

Her name is Hua Niang.

The years are ruthless, and after all, they still left traces on her face, but these traces can't hide the elegance of the year.

Back then, people were much more delicate than the big red flower embroidered on their chests, and now...

Flowers are more delicate than people.

"Dead ghost, what to urge, you know to urge, the old lady has not lived a good life for a day since she followed you."

He kept complaining, but his hands and feet were not slow, and when he saw the two people in the room, his face changed, and he immediately stepped forward and quietly poked his head out, and immediately closed the door tightly.

"Go boil the water."

Zhang Shanming touched the foreheads of the two of them, one was extremely cold, and the other was extremely hot.

The two symptoms were like ice and fire, and Zhang Shanming's head was big for a while.....

After a quarter of an hour, Zhang Shanming was sweating profusely, saw the two people in the medicinal bath, touched the foreheads of the two people, and then listened to their breath gradually stabilized, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hey.... How could two dolls be like this..."

Zhang Shanming said with palpitations.

The clear eyes of the flower lady who was standing behind him kneading Zhang Shanming's shoulders flashed with a hint of pity: "I hope that Zhao Chun and his wife can bless the two of them in the spirit of heaven, if Zhao Chun and his wife are still alive, now..."

When Zhang Shanming heard this, cold sweat broke out on his frightened forehead, and he immediately covered Hua Niang's mouth, looked around and said cautiously: "Hua Niang has ears on the wall, and there are ears on the wall, you can't say this..."

Fear!

Zhang Shanming was afraid, afraid that he would be heard by someone with a heart...

"What are you afraid of, the emperor is dead, what else is there to be afraid of."

is not as timid as her husband, Hua Niang snorted coldly, but she was a little disdainful.

The emperors are all dead, and those ghosts and ghosts have nothing to fear.

"Shanming, Zhao Chan has studied hard for ten years, and he can't even get a child show, although he is still young, but most of his classmates who went to private school with him are a showman, and he doesn't necessarily grow a little bit every year, is it to put Zhao Chun's...."

"Wait... There is no hurry..."

Hearing this, Zhang Shanming was a little moved, and then thought of something, and shook his head: "It's better to wait, wait for another two or three years, Zhao Chun and his wife don't want Zhao Chan to follow their old path." ”

"Hey, it's up to you."

Hua Niang is not persuading, he is the master of the house, and besides, she can also understand Zhang Shanming's intentions.

Next...

The day just woke up, Zhao Chan shivered up and down, opened his eyes, April day, it was still raining heavily, with a slight clammy cold, Zhao Chan shuddered, after waking up, after seeing himself in the bucket, after smacking his mouth, the thief looked out, and saw Zhao Si in another medicine bucket, Zhao Chan subconsciously exhaled.

"If you can't take the test, why won't you take the test a few more times, why can't you think of hanging...."

The body is still Zhao Chan's body, but the internal structure has changed a person, fortunately, he is also called Zhao Chan, an office dog from the era of the information explosion...

Regarding the actions of the original owner of the body, Zhao Chan repaid him with contempt.

Despise!

Despise your own life!

Just like in the era of the information explosion, the likes of lovelorn students committed suicide...

Too much...

How could these people have thought about their parents, but have they ever thought about what their parents will do in the future, a man like them with his eyes and face lowered, immersed in the world he has created, and his slender and graceful fingers dancing like clouds and water.

Just like the original owner of this body, if he dies, what will his sister Zhao Si do...

With his head down, Zhao Chan, who dived into the water, said secretly in his heart: "Forget it.. After all, I promised you. ”

"Everything is inferior, but reading is high."

Zhao Chan, who dived into the water, muttered in his heart, this is Da Ming.....

Ming Dynasty!

In the fifteenth year of Zhengde, Emperor Zhu Houzhao of Zhengde died!

"Emperor Daojun..."

Zhao Chan muttered, his eyes shining.

Whether it's Emperor Daojun or Emperor Hongzhi.

It's Da Ming here after all!

The Ming Dynasty of Civil Rule!

Everything is inferior, but reading is high

Only by reading can you get ahead, only by reading can you glorify your ancestors, and only by reading can you enter the official career!

It's a good road!

It is also a ghost path of Hades

How many people are fighting for their lives on this road, hoping to fight for a future, some people succeed, the same also has failures, the winners soar, the losers become a laughing stock for the rest of their lives, and even lose their hearts and minds, just like that Fan Jin...

As a graduate student in the Chinese Department who has just come out of university for less than a year, Zhao Chan feels that he can fight hard.

At least..

At least Zhao Si must be redeemed, and he is not a maidservant in Huang Yuanwai's mansion.

"There are still three months to go... Fight again! ”

Zhao Chan's slightly reddened eyes seemed to be like a gambler, a desperate gambler!

Call.....

Prick up from the water, Zhao Chan spit out the exhaust gas in his lungs, and sucked in the fresh and natural air of the morning.

Walked out of the medicine barrel, clean clothes had been prepared next to him, three times five divided by two, Zhao Chan put them on, and the clothes made of Ge Ma were worn on his body, Zhao Chan frowned slightly.

It's a little uncomfortable....

The friction between the clothes and the skin made him a little uncomfortable.

Glancing around the surrounding environment, Zhao Chan stepped forward to look at Zhao Si, who was still with tears in the corners of his eyes, and felt a sour feeling in his heart for no reason.

"Hey..."

Young people don't worry much, but there are a lot of them today.

Zhao Chan gently stroked Zhao Si's hair, and touched Zhao Si's forehead again, after feeling that his forehead was not so hot, Zhao Chan breathed a sigh of relief, everything was fine.

"Brother. Elder brother.. You're going to leave your thoughts behind..."

Maybe in his sleep, he noticed the warm hands on his forehead, a pair of jade lotus roots rushed out of the water, and he grabbed Zhao Chan's hand tightly, afraid that Zhao Chan would disappear in the next moment.

The moment his hand was caught, Zhao Chan subconsciously wanted to take it back, but finally put it down again, gently patting the back of Zhao Si's hand, Zhao Chan whispered softly: "Brother is here, brother won't leave, just accompany Si'er." ”

The flat and gentle voice, like a lullaby, supported Zhao Si's heart, slowly grasped the hand tightly and put it down, and the trembling corners of his mouth slowly showed a smile.

As if there was this person by her side, even if the sky fell, she would not feel afraid.

Just when Zhao Chan was meditating, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, Zhao Chan turned around, and when he saw that it was Hua Niang and Zhang Shanming, he bowed down and said gratefully: "Aunt Hua, Uncle Zhang, thank you for your great kindness!" ”

This bow, the flower girl Zhang Shanming accepted it calmly, but Zhang Shanming's slightly stern eyes stared at Zhao Chan tightly and said solemnly: "You don't have to pay attention to the rumors outside, read your book carefully." ”