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Piles of dark gray clouds pressed low on the earth, it was already late autumn, the woods were bare, the autumn rain washed the old trees, but the merciless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and made them stand gloomily, brown moss hiding the deep wrinkles in their bark.

The autumn rains, which lasted for ten days, also made the ground extremely muddy, and even the official roads were full of muddy puddles and mud, making it difficult for pedestrians to walk an inch.

This is Tangyin County under the jurisdiction of Xiangzhou, Hebei West Road, the Great Song Dynasty, a wide and flat official road runs through the whole county, usually pedestrians on the official road come and go from south to north, very lively, but under God's trick, it is difficult to see pedestrians on the official road at this time.

On the east side of the official road is an endless large wheat field, the autumn wheat has already been harvested, the wheat field has become bare, there are human-shaped wheat straw stacks standing everywhere, and in the distance, you can see a huge waterwheel, there is a waterwheel and there is a river, the soup is just below the waterwheel, quietly flowing to the east, and finally into the wider sparkling Yongji Canal.

A few miles to the west of the official road, a small village was shrouded in rain and mist.

A man finally appeared on the empty official road, I saw that he was about thirty years old, but his eyebrows and eyes were quite delicate, and he had a slender sick yellow face, but I believe that if he ate a few full meals, the complexion on his face should be fairer than that of a big girl, and at first glance he was not a rude farmer who played with farm work, but the appearance of a scholar.

He didn't have an umbrella, his thin and thin body shivered under the cold wind and rain, he had to fold his hands in front of his chest, wrap his small body like a sorghum stalk tightly with a white cool shirt as tightly as possible, and run towards the village on the opposite side of the official road.

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The village is called Li Wen Village, with thirty or forty families, half of the people in the village are surnamed Li, and most of them have blood relations from far or near.

As soon as the man reached the entrance of the village, he suddenly cried out in surprise, and he saw something under a tree, and his legs seemed to have lost his heavy lead bag, and he ran over with great briskness, and picked up from under the tree a dying weasel, which was two feet long and had a shiny and complete fur.

"Haha, twenty dollars in hand!"

The man's heart suddenly burst into excitement, and he spun around in place with excitement.

"Li catches the knife, that's what we found first, let me put it down!" A cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

Of course, the man is not called Li Zhudao, his name is Li Daqi, the word is complete, Li Zhudao is his nickname, and it is also a stinger inserted in his heart, and he has been called behind his back for five years.

Of course, no one will call him to his face to catch a knife, and he is generally called a big weapon, but he is often unscrupulous and says the discussion behind the adult's back to his face.

Li Daqi's face could not be hung up, and he turned around angrily, and there were three children of about seven or eight years old standing opposite him, the first of which was a little fat man with horizontal flesh on his face, wearing a fine black satin jacket, and wearing deerskin boots on his feet.

"It turned out to be Brother Fu, didn't you go to school today?"

Li Daqi's originally angry face immediately smiled, and his waist instinctively bent down a little, the little fat man is the son of the big housekeeper Liu Chenghong, and he can't afford to offend.

The two naughty boys in the back are also surnamed Li, and they are his nephews according to their generation, but there is a trace of the respect they should have when they see their elders in their contemptuous eyes.

"It's your business if you don't go to school or not, put down what you have in your hands, and get out of here!" The little fat man showed his father's face alive.

Li Daqi was used to this kind of scolding, he reluctantly glanced at the weasel in his hand, and his intuition told him that this weasel should be the trophy of his big black dog, worth twenty yuan! These little kids are going to spoil it.

"Brother Fu'er, okay, give me this weasel!"

"Fart!"

The little fat man shouted, "Call me!" ”

The three evil boys threw the mud ball that had been prepared at him, Li Daqi was caught off guard, and was splashed all over his face by the mud, and a sharp stone was wrapped in one of the mud, which hit his forehead, and blood suddenly gushed out.

Li Daqi's forehead was in severe pain, only to feel dizzy for a while, he was flustered, but he was reluctant to put down the weasel, covered his forehead with his hand, and fled to the village in a panic.

"Bastard, put Wong Tai Sin down!"

The three evil boys did not give up, chased after Li Daqi, and just grabbed the mud and stones on the ground and threw them at his back.

Li Daqi's home is located in the southwest corner of the village, surrounded by a small half-man-high courtyard wall with tree branches and earth, and there are only three thatched huts in the courtyard.

The room is a very vivid interpretation of the meaning of the idiom of the four walls of the house, the room does not even have a window, with a tattered straw mat to shelter from the wind and rain, but there is a dilapidated wooden door, the whole room has only two pieces of furniture, there is a camphor wood box with lost paint in the corner of the house, and then there is a small table on the earthen kang with a broken leg tied with hemp rope.

At this time, a child sat cross-legged on the clay kang, reading with all his heart, and saw that he was about five or six years old, and was wearing an old yellowed sheepskin jacket.

The child's hair is combed with horns, his eyebrows are thick and black, his hands and feet are long, and although he is only five or six years old between his eyebrows and eyes, his body is very tall and strong, like a child of seven or eight years old.

Beside him squatted a big majestic black dog, with a snarling voice, and its small black eyes staring at the half of the vegetable bun in a broken bowl on the small table.

It took advantage of the little master's unpreparedness, and secretly stretched out his head to poke into the vegetable bun, and the dog's mouth just reached the bowl, but was held down by the child, "I've already eaten half of it for you, and I don't give up!" The child smacked the dog's head with a book and scolded with a smile.

The big black dog lowered his head and whimpered in a low voice, his little eyes still staring at half of the vegetable bun.

"That's it! All right! Divide you in half. ”

The child put the book on the table, tore the vegetable bun in half, and threw it away, and the big black dog immediately jumped off the ground, but after looking for a long time, he did not see the vegetable bun, and he looked back suspiciously.

The child smiled and spread out his hands, it turned out that the two halves of the vegetable bun were in his hands, and the black dog was so angry that he raised his head and barked, jumped on the kang again, knocked down the little master, and licked his face wildly.

The little boy giggled, "Stop licking!" Stop licking! Give you half. ”

The big black dog finally ate half of the vegetable bun, jumped off the kang with satisfaction, and ran to the yard to play.

The little boy is called Li Yanqing, in another world, he is also called Li Yanqing, he has lived in the far south countryside since he was a child, and his family is as poor as now.

He studied hard in college and got the first grades every year, but in order to make a living, in order to pay off his father's debts, in his junior year, he did an unseemly thing and took the college entrance examination for others by using his outstanding advantages.

But he didn't grasp it well, so that a rich kid who couldn't even do junior high school math was admitted to the first place in the district, and the East Window incident happened, he was dropped out of school, and he was on the news, and he had no shame to go to see his old father.

Filled with remorse and exhaustion, Li Yanqing lay ill in the hospital and was soon admitted to the intensive care unit of the oncology department.

When he woke up one day, he found that he had been fished out of a well and turned into a six-year-old boy from the Song Dynasty.

It has been more than a month since he came to the Song Dynasty, Li Yanqing has always had a trace of depression between his eyebrows, he is not disgusted with the poverty of his family, but he is already familiar with this village and the surrounding neighbors, but he does not understand the era he lives in, only knows that there are Khitan barbarians and Liao State, it should be the Northern Song Dynasty, but which stage of the Northern Song Dynasty is it?

His father told him that it was the first year of Zhenghe, but what year was the first year of Zhenghe? He was still confused.

It wasn't until ten days ago that his father, who was tired of his questioning, finally said an important information he knew, the first emperor died eleven years ago, and the temple name was Zhezong, so the current emperor should be the historical Song Huizong.

It turned out to be the last year of the Northern Song Dynasty, how could he be happy.

What bothered him even more was that his father begged people to borrow a lot of books from him, and instilled in him the importance of the imperial examination every day, and the biggest setback in his life seemed to have happened just yesterday, he swore that he would never go to any more exams in this life, and would not participate in any imperial examinations again, but this father of the Song Dynasty regarded the imperial examination as more important than the sky.

"This is the reality, if you don't study and participate in the imperial examination, you will never have a chance to get ahead!"

Early this morning, their father and son had another quarrel over the imperial examination, and after his father reprimanded him severely, he left this sentence and left, which made him feel bad for a day.

Li Yanqing carefully folded a memo of the Song Dynasty that he had sorted out, he had a small harvest today, his father told him that the first emperor died eleven years ago, and he calculated from the shameful era of Jingkang and the twenty-five years of Song Huizong's reign, and calculated that this year should be 1111, fifteen years from the first year of Jingkang, hey! The country is about to be ruined, and his father has to force himself to participate in the imperial examination.

"Wang! Woof! Woof! There was a sudden barking of dogs in the courtyard, and the barking was very urgent, Li Yanqing felt a little strange in his heart, so he jumped off the kang and came to the courtyard.

"Big Black, what's wrong?" Li Yanqing squatted beside the big black dog, gently stroked his neck hair and asked.

Da Hei is not a dog that barks casually, he is sensible and well-behaved, and he is very good at catching voles and house mice, which has made Li Wencun's cats unemployed.

This advantage has won the love of the villagers, making it eat hundreds of meals, and saving Li Yanqing the trouble of feeding it.

What's wrong with it today, a little abnormally manic, Li Yanqing saw Da Hei standing in front of the crack in the door and screaming desperately out of the door, so he stood up and looked out along the crack in the door, he straightened his body all of a sudden, and actually saw a scene that made him angry.