The Spring Festival has passed, and in this season of recovery, a cold spring has swept in. Heavy snow fell from the sky, covering most of the land in Jiangbei.

On the shore of the lake on the north side of Yingchuan College in Yingchuan County, a handsome young man leaned on the pillar of the small pavilion with his hands in his hands. He was dressed in a luxurious coat on the outside, but the inside was lined with a white cloth jacket worn by ordinary people. One expensive and the other cheap seem a little out of place.

His cheeks flushed slightly from the bitter cold, and his handsome face had a touch of love and playfulness. In terms of stature, this young man was only a six or seven-year-old child, but his eyes reflected a depth that did not match his age. With the same dazzling brilliance, the falling snowflakes are rhythmic, and pathos arises spontaneously.

His name is Luan Yi, originally a returned student in the 21st century, who had a bright future and a friendly family, but he lost consciousness after plugging in the air conditioner one day, and appeared here after waking up - Yingchuan Luan's family in the Han Empire.

The Luan family originated from Luan Yi's great-grandfather's generation. His great-grandfather was originally the son of a rich peasant family in Yingchuan County, and decided to go out and explore when he was young. He spent all his family resources in Shu to buy a batch of Shu brocade and went to the Western Regions with his friends, and after many difficulties, he broke through the Qiang people and horse bandits, and was lucky to arrive in the country of big food. There it was said that Shu brocade was dumped out, and a batch of local specialties were shipped back, making a lot of money, which was regarded as winning the first pot of gold for the Luan family. After his great-grandfather was old, the position of head of the family passed to his grandfather Luan Tao. Luan Tao prudently kept his family and operated diligently and thriftily, which gradually established the business status of the Luan family in Yingchuan.

At present, Luan's has industries in Yingchuan Yangzhai, Linying, Yingyang, Yingyin, Xu, Changshe, Yangcheng and other counties, and the industry covers many fields such as wine shops, teahouses, brothels, pawnshops, etc., and has a large number of fields.

By the time of Luan Yi's father, Luan Miao's generation, the wealth of the Luan family had reached its peak and could be regarded as the richest businessman in Yingchuan.

The Luan Miao branch of the Luan family has two sons, and the eldest Luan Xun is two years older than Luan Yi. The reason why it is named Xun is because although the Luan family has property, in the Han Dynasty, an era when the hierarchy of farmers and merchants was clear, they did not have any status as a family of merchants. Therefore, grandfather Luan Tao hopes that the eldest son and eldest grandson will make achievements in learning in the future, establish meritorious deeds, and make the family a big family.

The second son, Luan Yi, is the protagonist of the story. As for why it was named Yi, when Luan Yi grew up, he overheard the chatter of the servants in the palace and learned that on the day he was born, a dazzling blue light suddenly flashed on the private parts of the lady on the sickbed in the delivery room, and then Luan Yi fell to the ground. Such a natural vision frightened the whole house.

The old lady Luan Tao was afraid that his daughter-in-law would give birth to a demon, so he hurriedly invited a local Taoist priest to come and find out. The Taoist came over and took a look at Luan Yi's face. Seeing that its eyes are radiant, not as blurry as ordinary babies, I also feel magical. He pretended to be a French style, and said that this son was not a ghost, but he was born smart, and he would definitely be extraordinary in the future.

Luan Tao was overjoyed when he heard this, and gave a lot of money to the Taoist. Since then, the second grandson is equal to the eldest grandson, and the family's high hopes are pinned on the two at the same time.

It's a pity that the second grandson Luan Yi doesn't give him the old man's luck, he doesn't care about his studies, and he is mediocre. When he was three years old, Luan Tao invited his master to teach the two, and when he recited the article, the eldest Luan Xun could memorize it in half an hour, but Luan Yi couldn't remember two lines for three days, and he only cared about playing, and from time to time he gave the master an anger. The angry master complained all day long. For this reason, Luan Yi was beaten a lot.

In fact, the reason why he didn't pay attention to his studies was that Luan Yi pretended to be. After all, he also has a mental age of 27 years old, a dignified graduate student, and a child's super memory, so it is no longer a problem to memorize this thing. In my previous life, I read books for nearly 20 years, and I encountered a difficulty in finding employment. In this life, it is not easy to cross over to a wealthy family, why not rest your life and be a rich second generation in peace!

So, since the age of 4, Luan Yi has only cared about having fun. Flying eagles go to horses, climb mountains and play in the water, looking forward to coming of age as soon as possible, so good that they can play in wine shops and casinos, and think that if they can go around the kiln. This idea came to an abrupt end on the eve of the Chinese New Year when he was five years old, when his grandfather learned of the year name. The five big characters of "Han Xiping four years" are like pouring cold water on the head.

Luan Yi stood by the lake in a daze, goose feathers and heavy snow fluttered, falling on the pines and cypresses by the lake, the snow became thicker and thicker, and the pine branches finally couldn't bear the weight and slanted down. Snowflakes wither in the breeze...... Luan Yi, who is familiar with the history of the Three Kingdoms, knows that the Xiping year is one of the years of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, around 173-177 AD. The fourth year of Xiping was 173 AD. If Luan Yi remembers correctly, the Yellow Turban Rebellion was actually in 184 AD - the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty! The Han has become a rotten wood, and it is only a matter of time before it falls.

"This year is the fourth year of Xiping, and there are still 9 years left!" Luan Yi looked up to the sky and sighed. Just when he was worried, he suddenly heard a childish shout from the courtyard on the right: "Hey, look at the move." ”

Luan Yi couldn't dodge, and suddenly felt a slight pain in his neck. An icy tingling sensation followed, spreading down his neck and down his back, making him shiver. "Hiss......" turned out to be a snowball that smashed on the erection's neck.

"How can you be so stupid. There's no escaping that. The snowball thrower was wearing a cloth jacket, his cheeks were red from the cold, and he held his hands to meet the expressionless Luan Yi, and asked him differently, "Why don't you fight back?" ”

Luan Yiqiang twisted out a smile and shook his head, "I'm not in the mood!" ”

"What were you thinking?" Although the snowball thrower is only 5 years old, he exudes the steadiness of an adult in his gestures. The little adult's feet were open, and when he saw that Luan Yi didn't answer, he looked at the pine and cypress that Luan Yi was looking at, trying to find an answer. He asked, "You said 'nine years left,' why do you have nine years left?" ”

"Nine years?" Luan Yi was shocked, but he didn't expect that the casual exclamation was heard by this guy. I thought to myself, I can't tell you that the world will be in chaos in another nine years. After pondering for a few breaths, Luan Yi lied: "I'm saying, I have to wait nine years for me to be sixteen years old, and I have to wait so long to marry a daughter-in-law!" ”

Hearing this, the visitor smiled "poof", poked Luan Yi's forehead, and said, "You guy...... Dogs can't change their eating. ”

Luan Yi touched the back of his head and smiled sourly, but did not say anything more. Suddenly, his deep eyes gradually moistened, and tears couldn't stop flowing. "Guo Jia, my brother is gone!"

That's right, Fang Jin's side of Luan Yi is Guo Jia, who is called a ghost genius by later generations in the Three Kingdoms. Last year, the old man Luan Tao begged Yingchuan College to admit his two grandsons to school. Yingchuan College put on a posture full of hair, expressing its reluctance to accept the heirs of Shangjia, and categorically refused. For this reason, the old man Luan Tao can be said to have spent a lot of money, donated a lot of money to Yingchuan College, and promised to build a school house by himself.

Yingchuan College thought about it, if it recruited two more students, it would be able to get so many benefits, and the money would not be taken for nothing. Let Luan Xun Luan Yi enroll in school. However, it was not placed in the family class, but was assigned to the class of the children of the poor family. Luan Yi met Guo Jia in the cold class. There are many celebrities of the Three Kingdoms who studied in the same Hanmen class, including the famous Shan Fu (later Xu Shu), Xi Zhicai and Mao Jue.

"Brother Xun's matter ......" Guo Jia patted Luan Yi's trembling shoulder, "I heard about it too." I didn't expect that I hadn't seen him for a few days, and I went home for the New Year on vacation to have such a thing. Hey, it's all fate! ”

"Life?" Luan Yiqi's eyes were red, and his speech was too loud, and the spitting stars were flying wildly, which was a little out of tune. Even the bun on his head became messy because of the movement. "What life? Just because of my grandfather, my father is a businessman? Bullshit! My brother was only nine years old, and he knew something. If he didn't just wear brocade clothes and go to the street, the government would have to arrest him. also betrayed him for violating the system, put him in prison for the New Year, and confiscated the brocade clothes. How cold it must be! ”

Vaguely, Luan Yi seemed to see his brother shivering naked in prison, covered in frostbite. "He froze to death!" Luan Yi couldn't cry. It has been seven years since he arrived in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and during these seven years, he has formed a deep brotherhood with this biological brother of the Eastern Han Dynasty. Now, his brother's death has become an indelible pain in his heart.

"Brother Yi, be sober." Guo Jia supported Luan Yi, who was almost collapsed, and explained: "Shinong industry and commerce are rituals handed down from our ancestors. According to the law of the Han Dynasty, businessmen just can't wear brocade clothes openly, and this has been the case since ancient times. ”

Luan Yi touched his snot, he from the 21st century couldn't understand this etiquette no matter what. Shouldn't everyone be equal in the world, and all beings should be equal? "Bullshit etiquette! Shinong industry and commerce, farmers are allowed to wear brocade, but do farmers buy brocade? Wouldn't it be better for me to wait for people from the Shangjia family to be inferior than people......"

Luan Yi wanted to say more, but Guo Jia covered his mouth. He glanced around in a panic, and saw that there was no one else by the lake in winter, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Brother Yi." Don't say anything, let people hear and accuse you of a great sin of disobedience. When the time comes, the whole house will be slaughtered. ”

Hearing Guo Jia's words, a white sweat broke out of Luan Yi's back. Oh, yes...... A feudal society was not a society of free speech. If you say the wrong thing, you will lose your life, and it will be over if you harm the whole family. He snorted his snot, Qi Qiran eased his expression, and said abruptly: "Whew, time is also fate." However, Luan Yi believed it more in his heart: "My fate is up to me, not to God!" He decided to end his wandering past from today, and to work hard to make a difference, at least to ensure that his family survived in the troubled times.

The dead are gone, and the living will continue to live after all. Luan Yi knew this very well, and after a period of sadness, he finally recovered from his brother's untimely death. Or in the following time, he didn't have time to grieve at all, just because the first exam in his life after crossing over to Dahan was coming.

It is different from the education model of later generations. Yingchuan College will only assess the learning situation of students in the previous year after every holiday. Luan Yi entered the school in his first year, so this was also the first time he participated in the school.

Before the exam, 5-year-old Guo Jia and 7-year-old Shan Fu were extremely nervous, holding bamboo slips and reading at night all day long. And Luan Yi from the future seems to be confident, in his previous life, he has experienced the baptism of various examinations and schools, and he has long been accustomed to exams. Although Yingchuan College's oral answer exam mode made him a little uncomfortable, there was not much difference between memorization and dictation. In addition, he already knows the scope of the question, which is nothing more than the middle school of the Analects, the political chapter, the eight hundreds, the liren, and the gongye long articles.

Don't look at him when he didn't listen carefully in class, memorized carefully, and often deserted and was scolded by Mr., that was because he had already memorized it under the guidance of Mr. Luan's private invitation, so he didn't have to listen to the lecture in class at all.

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