Hearing the word citation, Wang Shen was surprised: The Song Dynasty also had a road citation, but I haven't heard of it!

The household registration system in the Northern Song Dynasty was relaxed, and people could move and move freely. The www.biquge.info of the pen and the pavilion is not like the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the people have to go to the government to issue road guides fifty miles away from home. Otherwise, if they are found, they will be detained as homeless.

Because there is a lot of controversy among later historians. And because there is no physical object left, the matter has become an unsolved mystery.

Wang Shen also felt that this thing did not exist when arguing with people on the forum in modern society, until someone found an archaeological discovery in 07. It is said that the archaeological excavations have been carried out at the Dingdingmen site in Luoyang for several consecutive years, and according to the excavated cultural relics, it is speculated that this may be the living place of the city gate caretaker and the place where the people who go out of the city handle the "road guide", and he was convinced.

That's right, even if the household registration management of the Northern Song Dynasty is loose, the ancients always asked for a diploma to prove their identity. Especially when you go to Beijing to take the exam or handle government affairs, there are many inconveniences without an ID card.

According to the conversation with An Niang on the road, their sister and brother came from Hebei to find their lost mother. These two rivers and Huaixi are full of rebellious troops and homeless people, if there is no citation to prove their identity, they must not be cut down as rogues and thieves?

So, Wang Shen fixed his eyes and looked ahead.

After receiving the household registration citation, Lu Can still looked calm, but a trace of impatience could be vaguely seen in his eyebrows.

He pinched the two pieces of paper and read: "Yue Zhi'an, Zhenghe was born in four years. Xiangzhou Mansion, Hebei West Road, Tangyin County. Well, the text quotation and the seal of the government are correct. ”

Wang Shen was stunned: Ah, An Niang's original surname was Yue, but I was mistaken. Yes, the name of a woman in the Song Dynasty was private, and only her parents and future husband knew it. On weekdays, what kind of lady is everyone else, or what the little lady calls it. There is a character An in her name, so she is naturally called An Niang. Zhenghe was born in the fourth year, this year is the third year of Jianyan, I calculate, oh, fourteen years old. A fourteen-year-old girl has developed like this, it's really ****...... Tangyin County, surnamed Yue......

Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong.

After reading An Niang's citation, Lu Can picked up Ying Xiang's household registration voucher: "Yue Yun, born in the sixth year of Zhenghe. Hebei West Road Xiangzhou Mansion, Tangyin County people's family, Wen Yin and the official seal are also right. Oh, you're brother and sister. ”

Three years after the Southern Song Dynasty was built, Tangyin County, Xiangzhou Prefecture, Yue Yun ...... Firmament!

Looking at Ying Xiang, who was lying groggy and weak, Wang Shen's head exploded with a buzz, and a voice shouted in his heart: Yue Yun, Yue Yun, isn't this Yue Fei's eldest son? This one...... This leprosy ghost lying on the ground is the first of the four fierce and eight sledgehammers, and the second master Yue Yun in "The Legend of Yue"?

This is the man who joined the army at the age of twelve in real history, starting as an ordinary soldier. Crisscrossing the battlefield, accumulating merit for the Yue family's army, the most elite back army commander, invincible, as brave as a flying general Yue Yun?

This is the Yue Yun who is on the Storm Pavilion, with Grandpa Yue, who hates Jiuquan and is known every day?

Such a tiger-like figure is lying on the ground at the moment, thin to a handful of bones...... Is this really him?

That's right, although this twelve-year-old child is very sick, he is still close to 1.8 meters tall, and if he is raised, he doesn't know what a majestic tower-like man he is.

That's right, isn't Yue Yun's table word Ying Xiang? The ancients were twenty crowns, and they would take words. Ying Xiang must have been his nickname, or Yue Fei gave him in advance.

It's ridiculous, I always thought that his surname was An, and Brother An, Brother An, kept calling.

Just when Wang Shen's mind was in a mess, Lu Can finished reading Yue Yun's sister and brother's road introduction diploma, pointed at Wang Shen and asked An Niang: "Little lady Yue, Yue Yun, there is no problem with your household registration diploma, but this person does not, but what is the reason?" ”

An Niang hurriedly bowed down and said in a low voice: "Chief, Brother Wang is my husband. Our hometown was hit by a disaster, and the husband refused to be a slave to the country, and he wanted to cut his hair and become a monk. But the master didn't accept it, so our family of three fled here. ”

"Ahh Wang Shen finally couldn't help but scream.

An Niang's face was flushed with shame, but she still had the courage to glance at Wang Shen, her eyes were shy and pleading.

Yi Jie interjected and said to Lu Can: "In this way, there will be no problem, these three people are really good citizens." Marquis Yu, thinking that what Wang Shen said about Li Yu's main force has returned to my plain town is true, it is better to tell the boss quickly. Also, we have to prepare in advance. ”

"Prepare in advance, prepare something, pack your bags? So much in the treasury; Don't you want all the food and military resources, and do you have to lose them to the thieves? Could it be that Yi Dutou wants to be an enemy? Lu Can asked lightly.

"This, this...... It's always good to plan ahead, and it's too late to stop when the time comes. I don't know why, seeing his gaze, Yi Jie panicked in his heart, and actually stuttered a little.

"Hehe, even if the household registration citations of these three people are true, it doesn't mean that they are not spies sent by Li Yu." Lu Can suddenly sneered loudly, and threw the diploma in his hand to the ground: "Okay, this official will send the heads of these three people." Come on, drag it down and take care of it, and try it again tomorrow. ”

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The setting sun slammed down from the small square window four meters above the head, and the room was pitch black.

The night has come.

Sitting on the ground with his knees crossed, Wang Shen sat silently, he first shot four bandits in the past two days, and then found himself traveling to the troubled times of the early Southern Song Dynasty. was then captured by the Song army, and was almost beheaded by the confused Lu Yuhou. also knew that An Niang's sister and brother turned out to be the eldest daughter and eldest son of the great hero Yue Feiyue's grandfather.

No, the ancients got married and had children early. At this time, Yue Fei was only in his thirties, and he was not an old man.

Wang Shen's experience in the past two days can be said to be ups and downs, and now it has finally stopped. I haven't eaten for a day, and I'm really tired and dying. But his mind kept spinning, and the surging mood couldn't be calmed down.

It was a storeroom, surrounded by a mess of wooden shelves and the like, and there was a strong musty smell that made people want to cry.

Actually, the current Wang Shen really wants to cry.

He has seen a lot of knowledge in later generations, and he has been in contact with all kinds of people, so he can naturally see that Lu Can is not bad intentions towards him. I don't know what the reason is, that Lu Yuhou refused to believe his words, and was bent on putting him to death.

There is no hatred in the world for no reason, what does Lu Can want to do if he wants to make this dead hand?

In vain, my Wang Shen is also a bright head on weekdays, and he has the foresight of a traverser, but at this moment, it is unthinkable.

Still stinks, what the hell is this?

At this time, a faint fragrance hit.

Wang Shen was accustomed to the darkness in this cell and turned his head to look. An Niang didn't know when she had been next to her: "Brother Wang, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine." Wang Shen looked at An Niang's delicate face and said softly: "Thank you just now, I also wronged you." It doesn't matter if Wang Shen is killed, your name must be ruined. ”

Yes, a little girl who has not yet come out of the cabinet, in order to save me Wang Shen said that I was her husband in front of so many people, which is a big deal in feudal society. If it is passed on, how will you marry in the future?

Although there was no saying in the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty that "starvation is a small matter, and a loss of festival is a big thing", it was also common for women to remarry. But the white family still attaches great importance to these things, how much courage does An Niang have to muster up when she says this?

Although it was dark in the room, the light from outside was projected through the cracks and fell on her face, and she could still see the blush.

An Niang said softly: "Brother Wang, you saved the lives of me and my brother, how can I bear to see you killed." My Name ...... How...... How can you compare to big brother...... Even if you're dead, it doesn't matter......"

Wang Shen was moved in his heart and couldn't help but grab her hand.

"Ahh An Niang let out a low breath, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Hmph." Yue Yun, who had been lying on the ground, moved.

"Brother, you woke up, but you feel better." An Niang hurriedly broke free from Wang Shen's hand, and then scooped a scoop of water from the bucket used for fire prevention in the corner of the warehouse to feed it.

Yue Yun turned his head to the side angrily: "I'm not thirsty, you stay away from the surnamed Wang, he is not a good person." ”

An Niang: "Brother, what do you say, eldest brother is our savior." ”

"What a life-saving benefactor, it is true that he saved us, but it is hard to guarantee that he has no other thoughts." Yue Yun snorted weakly.

An Niang: "What's in your mind, brother, it's not good for you to say that." ”

"Don't you understand what you think, when I was blind, this surnamed Wang clearly coveted you. Yes, he saved us, and we have to repay the favor, but we can't promise it with our bodies, right? Shameless! ”

"Bang" The melon scoop fell to the ground, and An Niang was so angry that tears burst out: "Brother, how can you talk like this, how can you talk like this...... Are you talking about your sister? ”

Wang Shen was also a little annoyed, he shook his head with a wry smile: "Ying Xiang......"

"Ying Xiang is also your name?" Yue Yun looked at him coldly, but there was vigilance in his eyes.

Wang Shen: "Okay, little brother Yue, don't quarrel with your sister." In my opinion, the officer surnamed Lu was bent on killing us. I don't know why he did this, how can a husband leave his life and death to someone else. If you have the strength to quarrel, you might as well think about how to escape. ”

"It's you who Lu Yuhou wants to kill, but it's not our brother and sister."

This kind of twelve or thirteen-year-old child is in a rebellious period, in real history, Yue Yun has been a fierce seed who is not afraid of heaven and earth since he was a child, and he is used to being free and casual. After joining the army, he was almost beheaded by his father by military law several times because of nonsense. Later, after Yue Fei's years of tempering, he grew into an excellent general of the unified army.

There was nothing to fight with a second-year teenager like Yue Yun, so Wang Shen picked up the wooden shelves scattered around him and put them on the wall to see if he could build a ladder to climb out of the small window above.

He picked up a wooden frame and looked at it, but he was stunned, this thing was very strange. About four feet long, the surface was lacquered, wrapped in layers of linen, and it seemed to be still holding something inside, like a sandwich biscuit, firmly glued to it. There was also a rope hanging from one end, like the bow arm of a strong bow.