275 years of Daguang, 23 years of Uyjong, end of October

The sun is blazing and the evening breeze is gentle. The pastry vendor in front of the market shouted as loudly as ever, and the rag on his shoulder was already soaked.

The old yellow dog at the table ignored the heat, spread his red tongue, and stared closely at the meat pancakes that were about to get out of the pot, not hiding the desire to pounce in his eyes at all.

The peddler glanced at the old yellow dog, stopped selling, raised his leg is a kick, looked at the left and right people, and scolded: "Look at your virtue, you think about eating all day long, you are quite similar to nine nerds!" As he spoke, he peeked at the door of the restaurant opposite.

At the door of the restaurant opposite, there is a young man in brocade clothes, looking at the young man wearing, wearing a silk satin brocade robe, the top of his golden hair, the jade pendant around his waist is swaggering, and a paper fan painted with a picture of "cloud crane spreading wings" in his hand, swaying lightly from side to side, looking at the street with a smile, and looking like a jade-faced son. Coupled with a handsome face, if you don't know the details, there will definitely be a group of looking at each other in all corners, and they fantasize about the beautiful scenes of those lucky girls and Wenxiu Gongzi in the ancient books.

But now, no girl is secretly peeping, passers-by are even more detouring, and even the shopkeeper with a low status in the restaurant is hiding far away, unwilling to go up to provoke the man.

Not for anything else, just because that person is the Nine Emperors of Daguang, who is known to everyone in the capital and is known as the Nine Nerds.

This man was not only stupid, but also a plague god, and it is said that his mother was in pain all night when she gave birth, and almost lost her mother and child. Even when the emperor did not report hope, there was a thunderclap in the night sky, and the child came out.

The emperor was not happy, but he found that the child who was held out by Wen Po was expressionless, not crying or making trouble, and urgently recruited the imperial doctor to diagnose and identify him as an infatuated child, well, in layman's terms, he was a fool.

The emperor was furious and ordered that the stable woman who delivered the baby, the maids serving in the palace, and the eunuchs were all beheaded.

After that, the imperial capital rained violently, and it rained for more than half a month, resulting in the largest waterlogging in the imperial capital since the beginning of the dynasty, the capital was like an ocean, and thousands of acres of fertile land outside the city were destroyed in one fell swoop, and the shops in the city suffered heavy losses, and the people were displaced.

Coincidentally, just when the Nine Emperor Princes, who were born for half a month and did not cry or laugh, opened their mouths to cry, less than a stick of incense, the sky where thunderstorms continued, suddenly the rain stopped thundering, and half an hour later it was actually a bright sun, as if the storm that swept the imperial capital for more than half a month was just a joke made countless people cry.

At that time, there was a rumor from the palace that the ninth son of the emperor was the plague god in the sky, which would bring countless disasters to the Great Light Dynasty, and even affect the national fortunes of the Great Light Dynasty.

At first, there were very few believers, after all, it was just a baby in swaddling clothes, and if the fortune of a country was imposed on a single breast, it would be a mockery of the Manchu civil and military and even the people of the world. But what happened later shocked many people.

After the birth of the Nine Emperor Sons, he was given the surname Yang, and the single word is Yi. Yang Yi only learned to climb at the age of four and walked at the age of six.

Just as he learned to walk at the first step, he overturned the bright fire lamp in the palace, causing a fire that was red throughout the imperial city, and the forbidden army worked hard all night to extinguish the fire, but the nine palaces and seven courtyards in the imperial city had already been reduced to ruins.

When Yang Yi was ten years old, he finally learned to shout the first "father" that no one could hear clearly, but before the emperor was pleased, the eunuch pulled the throat of the infiltrating duck and rushed from the proclamation gate to the front of the palace, and danced silently in his hand The border pass emergency newspaper cried and shouted: "The Northland Military Newspaper... Fierce Di II... 200,000 troops go south and knock! ”

In this way, Yang Yi's first father, the emperor, called out the biggest foreign invasion of the Great Light Dynasty.

Since then, Yang Yi and his mother have moved to the most remote palace in the imperial city, and everyone has stayed away. After a long time, it has become a forbidden place in the palace, not to mention the emperor, even the lowliest punishment slave in the palace is unwilling to go.

When Yang Yi was seventeen years old, he had a serious illness, and his whole body was hot, like a raging fire, and he did not get better for several days. The imperial doctor glanced at it like a flower, left the most common medicine to replenish the body, and left in a hurry, leaving only Yang Yi's mother kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly.

At that time, everyone in the palace said that God summoned Yang Yi, the plague god, to go back, and no one could save him.

Who knew that ten days later, Yang Yi suddenly woke up, and the pain was completely gone, except for his inexplicable face, he seemed to be a person who had nothing to do, which made people secretly surprised. It was even rumored that the plague god Yang Yi had arrived in the underworld, and the king of Hades was afraid that he would collapse the underworld, so he drove him back.

The plague god's "one-day trip to the underworld, Hades Gong sent it away" is actually just a joke from everyone, just a little more fun after dinner.

People are ridiculous, and those who believe in gods and Buddhas, nine times out of ten, but most of them are just a simple psychological comfort. The world understands in their hearts that words like going to the underworld can only be used to scare children and not to cry, if they really encounter this, they will only feel absurd and ridiculous.

There is only one person who absolutely does not have this kind of thought, and that is Yang Yi himself, because he knows very well and very well understands that only gods and Buddhas can do things ,,, crossing!

A modern person's soul travels to a different time and space in ancient times, and it seems that it is difficult to find a suitable explanation except for the gods and Buddhas, and there is no self-comfort. Even in the 21st century, when the civilization and technology have surpassed a certain level in the last life, Yang Yi can't find any reason to explain.

After spending half a month in a daze, Yang Yi finally gave up the only idea of explaining the status quo, because no dream would be so real and long.

Adaptation that cannot be changed means.

A few months later, Yang Yi understood how embarrassing the life of this "noble" Nine Emperor Prince was, surrounded by countless ridicule, contempt, and fearful eyes. Of course, it is not his status as a prince that is afraid, the title of "Plague God" is his real dark attribute.

Yang Yi is very helpless, the previous life has been worn out by the tedious days for more than 20 years, a small white-collar worker who goes to work and eats and sleeps, lives without brainless circulation, car loans, housing loans, work, and family pressure is like a waterfall hanging over his head every day, washing himself all the time.

When his girlfriend said that she broke up, she didn't have half of her nostalgia, and she didn't have the kind of unavoidable gaze in the bubble drama. The boss of the company urges himself day after day to complete the work at hand. His parents' expectant and worried eyes made him even more uncertain.

I just drank too much wine and went to pee on the side of the Huancheng River, and I don't know which dog sent a kick from behind the buttocks, and drove down the Huancheng River, and the cold river water snorted and poured into the stomach.

When he used up the last trace of physical strength and his body was still sinking, Yang Yi thought it was over. But I didn't want to, my eyes opened and closed, and I arrived in this colder world.

"God, you really treat labor and management well~! I'd like to see what else you want to play? ”

Thinking of this, Yang Yi smiled, tilted his head, spit out the melon seed shell in his mouth, raised his hand to clamp the paper fan under his armpit, and walked towards the street with the newly learned aristocratic step.

Pedestrians on the street frowned and fled, secretly saying bad luck, how did you meet this plague god, you must burn a few more pillars of incense for the Bodhisattva when you go home.

Some people are also strange that Yang Yi's mother and son used to appear in Fang City, and Yang's mother would take the stupid Yang Yi and use her meager share of money to buy some homes that only ordinary people would use.

Recently, it is common for Yang Yi to come out alone, although he often smirks and sees many common playthings, as if he has seen them for the first time, full of curiosity, but not like before, he is always expressionless, and he is waiting for Yang's mother to wipe his nose for him in a dementia.

No one dares to ask why, or no one wants to ask.

Others don't ask, Yang Yi also saves the explanation, the memories of his past life and present life are chaotically integrated, and many things can't be explained at all.

The New Year is approaching, the East Market is crowded, and the Han people have a habit since ancient times, no matter how poor and poor, they always want to be better when it comes to the festival. The Spring Festival, the most characteristic festival of the hereditary millennium, reunion and joy will definitely become the main tone, even if war and disaster cannot stop people's enthusiasm.

Yang Yi shook the paper fan and paced, some of these ancient things had been seen on TV in their previous lives, but some had never seen them, perhaps they were all lost in the years.

"Sandalwood herb sachet~! Wear it to prevent insects and drive away the cold, don't miss it! It's only five pennies! There are various styles, come and come, choose one objectively? Ah, nine..."

The sachet stall owner was startled when he saw Yang Yi walking to his stall, and almost blurted out the phrase "nine nerds".

"Nine... Nine Emperor Princes Buy.. Do you buy sachets? "If it weren't for the fact that there was still a lot of goods on the stall, the stall owner would have run away a long time ago.

Yang Yi didn't care, because Mother Yang was in the deep palace, there were many insects and ants in winter, but it was good to buy a sachet of this kind of chic medicinal herbs.

"How much is this?" Picked up a pale red sachet and shook it in front of his nose, and a fresh fragrance of medicinal herbs greeted him.

"Five... Penny. The stall owner replied cautiously.

"How's Sanwen?"

"Huh? This one.. At least four literates. ”

"OK deal!" Yang Yi took out four coins from his waist, gently threw it to the stall owner, looked at the sachet in his hand again, and turned to leave.

The stall owner hurriedly took the copper coin, and then looked up to see that Yang Yi had already gone far away, and looked at the four copper plates in his hand, and always felt that something was wrong. It took a long time to react, and he exclaimed in a low voice: "Oh my God! When will the nine nerds be haggling! ”

Yang Yi hooked the sachet on his finger, humming a popular song in his mouth softly, and seemed to be in a good mood.

In two lives, there is a mother who has a hard life but loves him very much, and he doesn't know whether to be sad or happy, since he has no choice but to accept the fact of crossing, Yang Yi seems to have become more emotional.

People are always like this, they often know how to cherish after they are lost, but what they lose may never come back.

Yang Yi is here again, and he plans to treat many things again, starting with treating his mother.

Seeing the children chasing each other with fireworks and clay figures on the street, thinking of my own childhood, thinking of my mother in my previous life,

Yang Yi lowered his head slightly, his eyes were slightly red, and his heart was secretly condensed: "Mom... My son is fine, you must take care. ”

"Roar~! I don't care about you! Get out of here! At this moment, there was a commotion in front of the crowd, and I faintly saw one or two carriages rampage, and the carriages passed by, and the pedestrians on the road were embarrassed to dodge, and the goods were thrown all over the street, and it was a mess.

But in a blink of an eye, the carriage was already in front of them, and those who reacted quickly all hurriedly stood on the side of the road, only a child with a fireworks in his hand seemed to be frightened, standing in the middle of the road in a daze, hearing his mother crying for himself, and turning his head to look at his mother.

When the child's mother fell to the ground because she was running too fast, she still exclaimed, "Son! The child seemed to understand, and when he turned around, he was just about to take a step, when with a startling roar of horses, a large black shadow obscured the sunlight, and the shadow was getting closer and closer, and he could even feel his hair in a bun being blown by the wind.

It was as if time had stood still.

Passers-by are still crawling and rolling, the wooden cart full of goods overturns, several bamboo frames on the side of the road are thrown into the air, and the pheasants waiting to be slaughtered in the frame rise into the air, some exclaim, some cry, some roar, and some scold.

In the end, all eyes converge on the carriage, and everything is predicting the end of the child's next second.

Time went on, and the carriage rushed violently, and the driver tugged at the reins so hard that the horse was in pain, and his neck was thrown back, and he roared in horror, and his forefoot was raised high, and he struggled on the ground for several feet before he could stop.

For a while, the street was quiet, and they all stared blankly at the back of the carriage, and some people couldn't bear to turn their heads away, leaving only the grief-stricken cries of the child's mother, who were about to faint.

Indifferent pedestrians are not lacking in every era, but the life of a child will never be ignored, which is the root of human nature.

Just when everyone didn't know what to do, someone suddenly shouted: "No... It's okay! The kid is fine! ”

Although it is a little implausible, I have to say that this shout seems to liberate everyone, and as for what is liberated, maybe even they don't know.

The child's mother heard the shout, miraculously woke up from a semi-fainting state, and ran to the back of the carriage at a speed that was not inferior to the later "Bolt", and really saw the child sitting on the ground safe and sound, and hugged the child into her arms without reservation, crying uncontrollably.

The child is fine, which is a fortunate thing in itself, but at this moment, the expressions of passers-by are mixed. The child's mother had only her child in her eyes, but passers-by clearly saw from whose arms the mother had snatched the child.

Not bad, plague god, nine nerds.

Yang Yi was extremely embarrassed at the moment, his clothes were in tatters, Heixiu's slender hair bun was messy on his shoulders, his left hand hung weakly, and he didn't know where he was injured, and the blood-red blood dripped from his sleeves and wrists to the ground, which was particularly dazzling under the scorching sun.

If such a clear "scene of the incident" can't be seen to be the demented "Nine Nerds" who saved the child at the last moment, then the title of nerd should be taken home.

There have been 10,000 images of heroes in everyone's hearts, but there is no Yang Yi, a nerd plague god.

This is a kind of inertia of thinking, just like when everyone talks about calling Hanako, their first reaction must be a tattered and dirty image, and no one can think of a person named Hanako driving a BMW and begging.

Looking at Yang Yi who was squatting on the ground, no one reacted in the middle of the sound, "Do you want to help?" "It's everyone's question!