The so-called Qi family, naturally, is not the kind of later generations to rectify a family of three, in ancient times, the Qi family, but to put the entire family in order.

This is quite troublesome, first of all, Xin Xi's current body is only seventeen years old, the so-called hairless mouth is not firm, standing up at this age, there must be many people who look down on him, plus his original body has been crazy for three years before, and it is even more impossible for anyone to listen to his words.

Since ancient times, people have been soft-spoken!

Therefore, Xin Zhen must first find some way to improve his prestige and the like, and first refresh his crazy image.

But when Zhou Bo pointed to a dilapidated courtyard and asked Xin Xi to rest early, Xin Xi was completely dumbfounded, he felt that the Qi family ruled the country and leveled the world, he thought too much.

In front of me, the wooden gate was mottled, and there was even a fist-sized hole in the middle of the door, as if it would break at any time......

Ghetto!

Xin Zhen was full of embarrassment, and from the appearance of this house, he could already foresee what kind of helpless life the original body had lived in the past three years.

Bidding farewell to Uncle Zhou, Xin Xi slowly pushed open the wooden door, and there was a piercing creak.

This is a two-entry courtyard, and there is an apricot tree in the front yard that is hugged by one person, but this is a rule promulgated by the imperial court, and trees must be planted in each courtyard, otherwise, three months of forced labor and a fine of 3,000 yuan will be punished.

I have to say that this greening was still very good in ancient times.

"Is Eleven Lang back?" The voice came from the next hut, and immediately, a little girl who was no more than fourteen or fifteen years old walked out quickly.

Seeing Xin Xi's strange clothes, the little girl was not surprised, she seemed to have been accustomed to it for a long time, but walked over quickly in a little panic: "Eleven Lang is okay, right?" ”

Xin Zhen nodded, and said clearly: "It's okay!" ”

"Huh?" The little girl's face was full of surprise: "Eleven Lang, are you sober?" ”

Forehead! Xin Zhen was embarrassed for a while, his heart was spinning rapidly, and he had to change it reasonably, and the best way was undoubtedly the classic scene of Korean TV dramas - amnesia, or memory confusion!

With a decision, at that moment, he spoke: "You, who are you?" ”

The light in the little girl's eyes dimmed suddenly, and her eyes were covered with a layer of mist: "It turns out that Eleven Lang is still not ......."

"Wait, I'm fine, it's just that I had a long, long dream before, and I don't remember a lot of things......"

The little girl Huo Ran raised her head and looked at Xin Xi tightly, she only felt that Shiyi Lang's words were clearly organized, and there was no sense of nonsense before at all, perhaps, Shi Lang was really good?

"Eleven Lang, are you really okay?" The little girl said quickly: "I'm Xiang'er!" You don't remember me? ”

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Xin Zhen's face was flat: "Nonsense, my Xiang'er was a child yesterday, I slept and Xiang'er was slim?" ”

"Ah, Eleven Lang, I'm really ringing, not yesterday, not yesterday, it's been three years...... Woooooo As she spoke, the little girl began to cry directly.

Seeing the girl crying, Xin Zhen felt a big head: "Don't cry, don't cry, I'm not dead yet, why are you crying in a hurry?" ”

As soon as he spoke, the little girl covered his mouth with her little hand.

"Eleven Lang, don't say it...... Such unlucky words! She looked at the young man with a nervous expression: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable bless, Eleven Lang, you quickly spit on the ground!" ”

The little girl's serious look made Xin Xi can't help but do what she said.

"Eleven Lang, are you really okay?" Xiang'er looked nervous, although Eleven Lang's sober appearance this time was very different from when he was occasionally awake before, but she was still afraid that after a while, Eleven Lang would become that crazy fool again.

"It's really good!" Xin Xi smiled and nodded, and then asked, "Now, what year and month is it?" ”

"Eight years of Jiayou!" The little girl replied happily, in the past, Xiao Langjun was occasionally sober, but he would not ask this kind of question, which also confirmed from the side that Eleven Lang was really good.

Eight years of Jiayou?!

May I ask what year is the eighth year of Jiayou?!

Xin Zhen's face was full of confusion, he was not a top student majoring in history, there were so many years in history, and he jumped out of a random era name, he knew a hair.

At most, he learned from the must-memorize articles in the Chinese textbooks that Yonghe was Wang Xizhi's era, Qingli was Fan Zhongyan's time, and as for the eighth year of Jiayou, he hadn't heard of it......

At this time, the huge book in his mind began to flip again, and a big page was unfolded, Xin Xi looked over, and the whole person was stunned.

The eighth year of Jiayou is the last year of Song Renzong Zhao Zhen, and Song Renzong died in March of the eighth year of Jiayou, that is, he has no chance to see Fan Zhongyan and Bao Zheng.

Wait, it's not important, the important thing is that after the death of Renzong, Song Yingzong Zhao Shu ascended the throne, and the era name will be changed to Zhiping, and Yingzong Zhao Shu is a short-lived emperor, and he will die of illness in four years of Zhiping......

Your sister, this means that uncle, I have less than ten years left to save Da Song?! Once Wang Anshi's reform begins to be implemented, Da Luo Immortal will not be able to save Da Song!

When he was still in school, Xin Xi studied how to save the Great Song Dynasty, and it was obvious that if he wanted to save the Great Song Dynasty, he must thoroughly implement Wang Anshi's changes, so that he could fundamentally change the situation of the Great Song Dynasty with redundant officials and soldiers, so that the Great Song Dynasty would slowly become rich and strong.

But the problem is that there will be great resistance to the implementation of the reform, and even, in the later stage, after Wang Anshi's change was manipulated by speculators, it has been completely unrecognizable, so this is basically an unsolvable problem......

Also, this time period!

After the death of Renzong, the most enlightened emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty, the entire Great Song Dynasty was actually in decline, although Yingzong was also a Ming monarch, but unfortunately he was a sick seedling, and he only reigned for four years, even if he reigned for four years, he was also intervened by the Empress Dowager Cao......

Otherwise, invest in Song Shenzong in advance, so that Shenzong will completely dislike Wang Anshi, so that the national honor of the Great Song Dynasty may be extended, and there will be more time for Xin Xi to think about how to save the Great Song Dynasty?

"Eleven Lang?" Xiang'er's worried voice came, sobering Xin Xi from his complicated thoughts.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Xin Zhen suddenly felt a pity in his heart, three years ago, this little girl was only eleven years old!

It seems that most of the modern eleven-year-old girls are still in the sixth grade of primary school, right? Xiang'er, on the other hand, is a man who carries a family, not only to face the eyes of outsiders, but also to take care of himself, a madman......

Although the madman is the predecessor of Xinxi, not the Xinzhen at this time, Xinxi still feels guilty.

He said softly: "Xiang'er, tell me what has happened in the past three years." ”

Xiang'er patted her little chest, thinking that Eleven Lang was sick again, okay, okay!

After alleviating the worries in her heart, Xiang'er began to speak slowly.

It turned out that three years ago, after all the three rooms were killed in battle, the corpses were transported back, and Xin Zhen at that time saw the corpses of his parents and fainted directly, and when he woke up, he was completely crazy......

And the third room has no person in charge, the family property of the third room, and the 3,000 acres of fertile land on the east side of the Bianhe River have all been occupied by the big house......

The past is like smoke, and the hard work is like listening to a story, but Xiang'er is digging out those unbearable memories little by little again, which is not conducive to sprinkling salt on the wound.

As she spoke, Hibiki cried.

Xin Zhen hugged Xiang'er, stroked Xiang'er's head, and said softly: "I'm back, in the future, no one can bully my Xiang'er anymore!" ”