Chapter 2 Hello, Ming Dynasty

It was about the obsession in his heart that supported him, and I don't know how long it took, Sun Yuan was awakened by a rumbling sound.

The sound was very dull, as if someone was pounding on something with a large wooden pole, and there was a peculiar rhythm in it.

The sky was already bright, the strength in his body had recovered, and Sun Yuan sat up. Looking around, I saw a dilapidated and dark hut.

That's right, the place is very small, only a dozen square meters, looking at its shape, it should be the kind of small green tile house in the south with bamboo and yellow mud painted walls. In recent years, China's GDP has been the second in the world, in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions, the people are rich, even if they are ordinary farmers, who is not a two-story small western-style building?

Nowadays, this kind of house is rare, and it has a very classical taste.

"Sun Li, your son was injured in the brain and has been in a coma for ten days. When the time comes, when your son is gone, how can you, a lonely widow, support this family? You can't pay the salaries and taxes sent down by the government every year, and you don't have to sell the land when the time comes. It doesn't matter if you sell your land or sell your land, but the three acres of good paddy fields you have in your hands are handed down by your ancestors, and you can't defeat them, which is a big unfilial piety. Otherwise, you will send the paddy fields in my name, and from now on, you will be considered my impostor. The taxes of the imperial court are supported by my family and clan, and the public will give you 1,000 catties of yellow grain for you to support the elderly every year. In the future, if you die, you should be buried, and the ancestral hall will be responsible. ”

Just as Sun Yuan was observing the furnishings in the house with great interest, a loud and aggressive voice sounded in the outhouse.

I don't know why, hearing this voice, Sun Yuan suddenly felt a deep sense of disgust in his heart, and he had the urge to rush out and choke his neck.

Because the memories in his head were confused, he didn't know where this feeling came from.

Listening to the situation outside, speaking loudly, this person should be an older generation with a certain status in the clan, and he wants to take this opportunity to recover the ancestral property without spending a penny.

No, no, isn't land state-owned, how can it be bought and sold and granted...... And also...... What is the salary and taxation, this person speaks in an antique manner, which is very strange, and ordinary people will not speak in this tone. Don't...... This is antiquity?

Thinking of this, he set his gaze on himself.

The striking thing was a pair of arms as thin as hemp stalks, so thin that they seemed to be broken with just a slight fold.

On his body is a patched linen shirt, which looks like the costume of an ancient person.

Outside, the woman's voice named Sun Li was very unkind: "His third uncle, Yuan'er woke up yesterday, and he will be able to recover after ten days and a half at most." As for giving me a pension for the elderly, I won't care about you. ”

The person called the third uncle shouted in surprise: "Sun Yuan is awake, hey, I really can't imagine that he was so seriously injured and came back to life, it's really unexpected." There was a strong disappointment in his voice.

"What's the matter, Yuan'er woke up, and the third uncle seems to be very unhappy?" Sun Li replied to him coldly: "Isn't it just three acres of paddy fields, and the third uncle is really concerned about our family's property?" ”

This was said very politely, and the person called the third uncle was annoyed and angry, and shouted: "Even if Sun Yuan wakes up, he is as weak as a chicken, he can't carry it on his shoulders, and he can't carry it on his back, and he fools around with people outside all day long." I think that in the future, this ancestral property will only be deceived in his hands. I'm not also thinking about your ancestors' family business, and I don't want you for nothing. When your son is in the future, and he is able to stand on his own, give him back the land. Sun Li, don't be embarrassed. What can a woman's family, who doesn't have a man in the family who can come in handy, do? In the past few years, if I hadn't taken the risk of helping you support you, just dealing with the errand of the yamen would have made you ruined. ”

Sun Li is obviously a strong woman, and her voice is louder: "You coerced our orphans and widows to get up, and we called you the third uncle because we respected you." Actually, my surname is Sun, and I have nothing to do with your impersonation. It's not your turn to dictate our family's affairs, get out! ”

As the two spoke, the dull pounding of the wooden pole never stopped.

At this point, the voice was gone.

Mao Cheng snorted coldly and said with a cruel smile: "Okay, Sun Li, since you have already talked about this, I have nothing more to say." It's about to be the time for the autumn grain, and when the time comes, it will be strange that we don't take care of the straw mat you make, and you won't be forced to die by the yamen. You have to be a man of ambition, we also admire. Don't cry and cry for me. ”、

Sun Lishi: "I'll talk about it here, even if my three acres of paddy fields are sold, it is impossible to give them to you." ”

"Farewell!" The man named Mao Cheng was annoyed and angry, and slammed the door slammed down, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

The dull sound of the wooden pole in the room sounded again, and Sun Yuan realized that the sound was the sound of weaving straw mats.

"What kind of age is it now, and the government seems to be very heavy in taxes...... Liaoyu ...... Could it be the Ming Dynasty......" Sun Yuan was shocked in his heart, as if he understood something.

The so-called Liao salary appeared in the last years of the Ming Dynasty.

After Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty succeeded to the throne, the greatest threat to the Ming Empire was the Houjin in the northeast.

The Later Jin Dynasty rose rapidly in the late Wanli period, encroaching on Liaodong, while the Ming Dynasty was defeated and retreated, and the defense line continued to shrink. After Emperor Chongzhen ascended the throne, the Ming Dynasty's defense line in Liaodong had retreated to the Shanhaiguan area, almost to the point where it could no longer retreat. Therefore, Emperor Chongzhen regarded the Liaodong issue as a top priority.

Because of this, the Ming Dynasty fought with the Later Jin Dynasty every year.

It's a pity that there are more losses and fewer wins. However, military spending has further ballooned to the point where the state cannot afford it. Therefore, while collecting taxes, the imperial court also increased the salary.

In this way, a huge burden is placed on the common people.

"In this way, it should be the Chongzhen era of the Ming Dynasty, and I don't know what year it is?"

"It seems that mine has traveled to the Ming Dynasty, and my soul is parasitic on a peasant child with the same name and surname." Sun Yuan suddenly smiled silently and bitterly.

As an enthusiast of military history, he did not fantasize that he would one day be able to travel back in time to ancient times and achieve great things with his foresight of real history.

It's really crossed, but there is a feeling of trembling.

That's probably a fear of the unknown, right?

However, in my previous life, I probably died in a car accident, and now I can live again, which should be a happy event.

So, should I be glad to say "Hello, Ming Dynasty"?

My head was still hurting, and I felt that there was a thick gauze wrapped around it.

Without strength, Sun Yuan lay down again, and died in a groggy sleep.