Chapter Ninety-Four: The Night Tour

Gong Nian Huai waved his hand, "Forget it, the little brother is also on a whim, and it doesn't matter if he can't get out." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Oh, by the way, Brother Wang, junior brother remember that you sent Li Tie and his son to Uncle Liu, they are okay." ”

Since going out in the middle of the night will involve a lot of people, the heart of Gong Nian Huai has sunk. Thinking of this, Wang Dali is the soldier brother who sent Li Tie and his son, and by the way, learn about the situation of Li Tie and his son.

"Oh!" Wang Dali straightened up, his expression visibly relaxed.

"Returning to the father-in-law and losing the son, Li Tie's father and son are very good. Chef Liu freed up a room for them to eat. Chef Liu heard that it was your relatives of Gongzi, so let Xiao reply and please rest assured that your relatives are his family. Hehe, Chef Liu almost slapped his chest out. ”

"Relatives?" Gong Nian Huai's pupils opened, when did Li Tie and his son become his relatives? Ha, this is really a lot of power to spread the truth. This power will also increase or decrease with the reputation and power of one party, which is basically proportional.

"Well, the little brother thanked Brother Wang and Uncle Liu. Hehe, I don't know if Li Tie told you anything? "Gong Nian Huai has nothing to say, anyway, his mind is getting more and more sober, and he can't sleep when he goes back, so let it be six points first. Chatting with these grassroots soldiers and grinding their teeth is also a kind of relaxation.

Gong Yi Nianhuai dragged an empty porcelain jar over and put it under his buttocks, "Brother Wang, you can also sit." ”

Wang Dali shook his head, "Childe sits by himself, and his small responsibilities are on his body, just stand." Li Tie, the little one didn't talk to him much. Oh, don't misunderstand, it's not that the little one doesn't talk to Li Tie, but Li Tie is a little cold, and the little one says three words, and Li Tie makes the little one grateful. ”

"Oh, Brother Wang, do you think Li Tie is not good at words, or is he self-contained?"

"Self-containment?" A trace of doubt flashed in Wang Dali's eyes, and then he slowly shook his head, "I don't know, little one." Li Tie's two children have very bright eyes, but like Li Tie, they rarely speak. ”

"Oh, little brother knows. I have to thank Brother Wang. Listening to Brother Wang's accent, it doesn't seem to be a local. Seeing that he couldn't learn more about Li Tie from Wang Dali, he changed the topic, chatting, where is the direction of God, and where is it.

"The prince has good ears, the younger one is a northerner, and he is a fellow countryman with the deputy commander of Wang." Wang vigorously mentioned Wang Jian, and his waist immediately straightened up a few points.

"Dengzhou people?" Gong Nian Huai raised his head and stared at Wang Dali, "Oh, no wonder. ”

"No, it's not what Childe imagined. The deputy ruler of the king did not know about the small ones. Wang vigorously shook his hand in denial, and his face was a little swollen.

"Hehe, Brother Wang, I'm sorry, it's the little brother who is vulgar. Why does Brother Wang want to emphasize that he is a northerner? As far as my younger brother knows, a hundred years ago, my Great Song Dynasty had four capitals, and when the Jin people had not yet gone south, Dengzhou was also the state capital of my Great Song Dynasty, why do you call yourself a northerner now? ”

Wang Dali sighed lightly, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and raised his head and glanced around vigilantly. The wind was howling, the trees were shaking, and there was a howling roar as it crept into the cracks in the walls.

In such an environment, as soon as the sound comes out, it is quickly carried away by the wind, torn into wisps of sound, held away and then disappeared. Unless someone is not far downwind, it is difficult to hear the conversation between the two.

Even so, Wang Dali still looked around. I don't know if it's out of the vigilance of my own responsibilities or out of sensitivity to identity.

"Brother Wang, but it doesn't hurt to say. The younger brother is just curious and doesn't understand. Gong Nian Huai still had some words that slipped to the tip of his tongue, but after thinking about it, the tip of his tongue rolled up and rolled back.

"Gongzi Gongzi, the Dengzhou you said was indeed the city of the Great Song Dynasty a hundred years ago. It's been a hundred years, five generations. Do we Dengzhou people dare to say that we are Song people, and if we let the Jin people know, will we be spared? Besides, the public loses the son, just like the small one, since he was a child, he only saw the Jin people, where have he heard of the Song people? What Song and Jin, they are all understood by big people. The little ones can understand that they will not be hungry when they are full. If it weren't for the tight looting of the Jin people in the past few years, it would have been difficult for the people of the small village to survive, so they took the risk of fleeing their homes and coming south. Otherwise, how would the little one know that there is a big Song Dynasty here, and I don't know that my ancestors also used to be Song people a hundred years ago. Alas! ”

Gong Nian Huai thought about it and nodded understandingly, in the time and space of the Song Dynasty, the range of human activities was very small, and the radius was only dozens of miles. News spreads more slowly, and it is almost insensitive to changes in the outside world. If there is no disturbance from the outside world, I don't know that things in Wei and Jin are the norm, not perverted.

"It is said that you are also the people of the Great Song Dynasty, even a hundred years ago, it can't change the fact that you are Song people. Why don't you call you Song people, or call you former Song people, why just call you northerners? For a hundred years, you have lived under the rule of the Jin people, and it is not your choice, and the responsibility cannot be pressed on you. The northerners call it together, hehe, even if you don't score, you can score points. ”

Gong lost Nian Huai on the wind Xiao Xiao, and the words were cold and swishing. This is a hurdle in his heart after he came to this time and space, and he can't convince himself, let alone cross it.

In some forums in later generations, there are often bastard arguments based on the superiority and inferiority of the region, and the public loses Nianhuai just laughs at it, and the right to smell the smell when passing by the latrine.

Wang Dali sneered, "The princess is joking, I wait for the grass people, where can we tell what is the responsibility, just eat with a mouthful." The little one is going to make a round, Childe, you? ”

"Oh! Brother Wang, please. "Yes, Gong Yi Nianhuai shook his head with a wry smile, and when his words came out, Wang Dali might have understood, no, he was scared away. Hey, this mouth.

Gong Nian Huai stood up, moved the empty jar back, waved vigorously at the king, and walked back.

What do you want to do when you travel to this time and space? To be a savior? In the later life, he was just an engineer and technician, thinking that he did not have a lofty force, nor did he have the ability to scold the Fang chieftain, let alone have the ambition to change the world.

Be a scrap of wood that eats and waits for death?

In the next life, although he has no great ambitions, he does not want to become a waste of firewood. Man, living between heaven and earth, must do something.

Gong Nian Huai suddenly felt depressed, and his head, which had just woken up, became chaotic again. This is a different time and space from the afterlife.

The most crucial is the division of territory. Gong Nian Huai's hometown has become a foreign country innocently in this time and space.

Accustomed to going south and north, but now he is forced to go east and west, as if another family lives in his own house, the space is still that space, but half of his own is missing, and this half is still the part that he was most familiar with before. How not to drive people crazy.

What's even worse is that the two families living in the house still don't recognize each other. The occupier who forcibly occupies the north is the king, it used to be yours, but now it is mine, what's the matter, don't accept it?

He who was driven to the south thought of the north. But when he glanced at the thick eyebrows and big eyes in the north, he was stunned. Even if the people from the north came running, they did not dare to accept it, for fear of offending the one from the north.

A hundred years have passed, coupled with the blockage of news in this era, except for the occasional shouting and barking of the upper class and the literati and doctors, ordinary people are just bored and begging for life, who cares which onion you are, Song or Jin, is there a difference? It can be seasoned as chopped green onions.

It's different to lose the memory! Looking at this house, it is natural to think that he is the owner of this house. Except for the head man who occupies the north side, the people in this house are of the same culture and clan as him. There is no distinction between north and south. As the saying goes, there is no distinction between north and south, and people are not divided into old and young, they are all their own ancestors.

Alas, what are you thinking about? I really think of myself as a green onion! The formula for the new gunpowder has been verified, and the new gun is being built on a trial basis. If the Southern Song Dynasty was still a pioneering dynasty, with the new idea of mortars, even if the public lost Nianhuai and drifted away, more models of artillery would have been developed.

In this time and space, the artillery that uses black powder is an existence against the sky, if so, it still can't arouse the bloody nature of the small court of the Southern Song Dynasty, then Gong Nian Huai can only spread his hands and give a wry smile, what else do you want?

Like a walking corpse, Gong Nian Huai pushed the door into the house. The room was as dark as ink, and Gong Nianhuai took out his pocket, but he didn't find a lighter or a mobile phone, and he pulled it on the wall, but he didn't touch the switch.

"Oh, hey." Gong Nian Huai shook his head, tonight his brain seems to have traveled back to the afterlife, in addition to his cranky thoughts, he is also in a trance, and he is not willing to give up.

The soul may really be out of body! Do you think about your relatives in the future life?

Gong Nian Huai stood in place, letting his eyes adjust to the darkness, stretching out his hands in front of him to explore the way, and slowly moving his feet forward, when he touched the bed, his eyes could distinguish the surrounding outline.

"Actually, charging your phone is more urgent than making a sextant." As soon as Gong Nian Huai's ass hit the bed, a thought suddenly popped into his brain.

That's right. The phone battery is out of power, so you can charge it. No electricity? That's easy. Haha, at least it's no harder than building a gun.

Moreover, if the battery is not used for a long time, it will naturally wear out the life. It is better to take advantage of the natural life of the battery. And I still have some information stored in my phone. Maybe these materials can also help you, but isn't the crossing of people the crossing of ideas and technology? Man is just a carrier.

Haha, it's a little scary, especially when you're alone in a dark room, thinking that your body is just a skin, which makes your spine even more cold.

In this case, there is no difference between mobile phone batteries and human life and body. There is no need to use it in vain, otherwise there would be no need to exist.

Once the knot of thought is opened, the bubbling clear stream instantly flows all over the body, and Gong Nian Huai suddenly feels refreshed and full of vitality.

The key is to know what to do next. It is necessary to give full play to their own advantages, pack up the disadvantages and express them away, and whoever signs for the receipt will be wastewood.