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Twenty-three.

After graduating from the Department of History of Xiamen University, he worked in the Wenzhou Municipal Party Committee Planning Bureau......

Such a nobody, now surrounded by tens of millions of people, everyone looks at him with a kind of worship. The few people in front of him who were surrounded were slightly different, and their gazes seemed to be slightly disdainful.

These people are dressed in short dresses, with a crown and a belt, with a bundle of hair, and with a dirty face. Chengyuan's expression was quite calm, he came to this era inexplicably, and the area that appeared was blocked, and these people in front of him seemed to be waiting for him to appear, these are all realities, not dreams! He had already realized this a few days ago.

The first official-looking person walked slowly, looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly solemnly gave a salute:

"Cao Zheng, the county lieutenant of Xiaguan Neixiang, dare to ask the honorable driver, but can he have a honorable name?"

Chengyuan listened to his accent very strangely, it was quite similar to Wenzhou dialect, mixed with some Hakka tones, but he could probably understand it. Chengyuan didn't know where this place was, but he took it for granted that this was a place around Fujian Province, and the Chinese accent was complicated, so he naturally didn't need to make a fuss.

So he also used Wenzhou dialect to imitate this accent and replied: "The villain's surname is far away, and it is inherited for a long time, and it is far away." Afraid that the county lieutenant would not understand his accent, he wrote it down with his finger in the void, and of course he would not be unaware of the traditional writing of his name.

That Cao Zheng groaned slightly, and suddenly his face changed greatly, and a slight green tendon appeared on his neck:

"You............ Don't be kidding! ”

Cao Zheng's mouth foam almost sprayed on Chengyuan's face, and his knife-like gaze was like lightning, Chengyuan carefully retrieved what was wrong with his name: his ancestral home was Changzhou, and it is said that he was a branch of the surname of the Wei Guo Doctor Shu Cheng in Changzhou after a thousand years, and his grandfather was a cultural worker of the Left League during the Yan'an period, and he came to Fujian with the Fifth Corps of Erye at the end of the forties.

Well, by the way, Cheng Yuan remembered that these two words were once the name of a Pure Land religious sect during the Tang Kaiyuan period, could it be said that he had come to an era of destroying Buddha and abandoning liberation? Sejong Hyundeok? Or Tang Wuzong?

Cao Zheng stared at him for a long time, and when he saw that his face was full of fear and confusion, his eyes looked like a stupid bird, and it didn't look like a fake, so he couldn't help but snort lightly. He raised his right arm and waved his thick, white palm slightly, and the few poor men next to him hurriedly stepped aside.

"It is inconvenient to discuss in detail here, and this official has contacted the state capital to set up a residence. Please settle in, let's talk about it carefully" said it deeply, and a road flashed left and right, this atmosphere is naturally very clear, and there is a sense of coercion in respect: go this way, I'm afraid I won't do it if I don't come.

Cao Zheng's waist was bent low, his two arms were deep and straight, and the sleeves of his two wide official robes hung down low, almost touching the ground. Cheng Yuan stared at the two slightly swaying sleeves with hesitation in his eyes, but a moment of hesitation could only be swept away, and he couldn't run.

Surrounded by the crowd and carrying an ox cart staggering forward, he looked out and wondered what kind of era it was. Chengyuan recalled the rhetoric that the ancients piled up when describing the prosperous era: Xiaoyi still hides thousands of rooms. Rice is fat and corn white. "I didn't see a bear or a tiger along the way, maybe I was lucky to come to a prosperous era, the so-called Kyushu road has no jackals." Cheng Yuan muttered to himself.

However, it didn't take long for him to stop nagging, and he was afraid that more than half a day had passed, but most of the land he saw along the official road was barren, most of them were absolute wilderness, and some of them seemed to be just deserted. Although there are no tigers around the official road, there are many wild dogs.

Cheng Yuan recalled why the government surrounded the scene of the mine from a distance to create a forbidden area, but it never came in easily. Why did you take yourself away? What does the honorific name mean?

Sitting in an ox cart and dressed in modern clothes, maybe he was mistaken for a "great immortal" by these ancients? Well, it's possible, the villagers worship God, and the government is cautious that it did not exceedite itself in the place where the incident occurred, but blocked the scene, and quickly controlled the suspicious characters that appeared before making a decision, and what kind of treatment I will receive in the future, I'm afraid it's hard to say.

The sky slowly darkened, Cheng Yuan poked his head out of the ox cart to watch, and saw a faint light in the distance, the light was like a faint firefly at first, flickering and even weak to provoke pity, but gradually became clear, as if a bonfire gradually ignited Cheng Yuan's low heart lit up a little.

In front of him was a city gate, which was far less dilapidated than Chengyuan imagined. There is a plaque hanging in front of the city gate, on which are written two vigorous and rugged characters:

———— Dengzhou

Dengzhou? He vaguely remembered that Dengzhou and "Nanyang County" were probably close to each other.

suddenly remembered Zhuge Liang's "ploughing in Nanyang", after all, he had read the story of the Three Kingdoms! Cheng Yuan was surprised:

"It's not Fujian! Nanyang should be the Central Plains? "Not only did my time wander, but the place was also shifted.

Chengyuan was pulled to a small courtyard far away from the city, and when he arrived at the second entrance, it was a small three-room main room with an ear room, and everyone stuffed him into the inner room......

When he awoke from his sleep, he found that several people dressed as servants had put them at the door of the house, and it seemed that they were not allowed to go out of the inner room to the main hall!

The doorkeeper was dressed in civilian clothes, but his right thumb and forefinger had obvious calluses, and he suspected that they might be the kind of fingers that often strangle the bowstring. They didn't say a word, and all of Chengyuan's questions were not answered, only when he asked———— he wanted to relieve his hands, hunger, and thirst, they gave a salute, and then went to prepare for themselves.

A day passed, two days passed...... Cheng Yuan had given up calculating the passage of time, and only knew that when he confirmed that the clothes on his body were really stinky, he changed into the clothes prepared by the people, he didn't know much about the costumes of the ancients, but found that the pants he changed had a crotch, so it was definitely not a hakama pants with no crotch on the legs.

"It can be seen that this is after the Han and Jin dynasties, right?" But he didn't know that there was a "casket" with a crotch at least in the Jin Dynasty, so Chengyuan had to hum some pop songs to calm down his emotions under the confusion of his thoughts......

I don't know how much time passed, Chengyuan finally heard a footstep sound that was different from that of the person guarding him, and a middle-aged man in a green coat and a small hat slowly walked in. But it's not that Cao Zheng. Cheng Yuan looked at this person: white face and long beard, fine eyes and high nose, it seemed to be slightly different from the pure-blooded Han people.

The person who came was sitting in a precarious position and was expressionless, Chengyuan had been looking forward to the person for a long time, but the person was not in a hurry to speak, but looked at him for a long time. Chengyuan was hairy by him, and of course there was no respect for such a forced gaze.

"Boy, who are you? Do you have any contact with the bandits in Lintuan and the inner countryside? ”

Two very simple sentences, but the first sentence is the most difficult to answer in the world......

Chengyuan tries his best to organize his language in old word formations:

"What bandits? Indeed, I do not know. I come from far away, and even if I tell the truth where I came from, my husband may not believe it all. ”

The man seemed to nod slightly, but his mouth was noncommittal. But he took out a burden from his bosom, shook it away gently, and a piece of clothing fell in response. It turned out to be the clothes that Chengyuan was wearing a few days ago.

"The texture of this thing is rare in the world"

Cheng Yuan couldn't help but glance at his clothes when he heard his words, the two labels were gone, and the roots were neat knife marks. The words "85% COTTON" on the label are afraid that they will be "decrypted" by these officials.

"I have seen this kind of texture, which seems to be similar to the "white stack" in the Western Regions, but the delicate ones are too delicate. Boy, your official accent is very strange, are you from the west? ”

Cheng Yuan can now be very sure: the person in front of him is by no means an uninformed fool, if he really pretends to be some "great immortal", there is no reason to survive, at most he will be identified as a demon, and then he will be killed.

"Sir, I see." Chengyuan responded respectfully.

His mind spun quickly, and he instantly determined one more thing: the era he lived in must have been earlier than the middle of the Song Dynasty, after all, before the Tang Dynasty, there were only a very small number of kapok clothing in China, and most of them were produced in the Western Regions. The cultivation of this kapok began in Xizhou and Dunhuang in the middle and late Tang Dynasty. The large-scale rise of cotton textile will come after the Song Dynasty.

"The clothes of the villain are ...... It is the "Georgian muslin" produced in the "Merrican Country", which can only be seen tens of thousands of miles west of the Great Food Country, and this thing is quite rare......

Cheng Yuan casually talked nonsense, but at the same time launched an inexplicable emotion: after Huang Daopo improved the kind of black technology loom that could be made by one household, the small peasant society of male ploughing and female weaving was officially established, and since then the lower-class workers in China no longer have a large-scale social consciousness of division of labor and cooperation, but objectively China has fallen into a deep fog......

The visitor did not indicate that he was obviously not interested in his nonsense, but closed his eyes, and after a long time slowly opened them:

"The place where you appeared, is more than 100 miles southwest of Dengzhou, the prolific black charcoal Donger Mountain, a few days ago after the huge flash, the county government yamen immediately blocked the periphery of the eastern side of this mountain, and then found your whereabouts, your appearance is completely different from the world, the official ...... Well, there is a rumor: This is the appearance of the celestial star,......" Speaking of this, his lips pursed slightly, and his slender eyes narrowed, obviously a little disdainful.

"Do you have anything to say?"

Cheng Yuan didn't answer, he carefully thought about the true meaning of the person in front of him......

"Talk back!"

The man seemed a little anxious to get Cheng Yuan's exact answer to the question.

"Where did Ming Gong start with this? Does the Ming Guild believe these prophecies? ”

The visitor seemed to hesitate for a moment, then spat out the following words:

"If I really agree with this, what do you want?"

Chengyuan's heart was confused at the beginning, but after thinking about it, it suddenly dawned on him: the ancients attached great importance to the stars, the Wenqu star was prosperous, the Wuqu star dominated the world and the six auspicious palaces, and the Wenwu Dingding rivers and mountains were purple and microstars were shining, and the world was prosperous. However, once the glowing star (Mars) guards the heart, or breaks the army to disturb the world, then the troubled times begin, and the heroes rise together, and many years later, the auspicious star will shine under the world and will be divided for a long time. Repeating one cycle after another.

In order to prove that he is the holy lord who ended the troubled times, every lord of the division will try his best to hint that the auspicious star is shining on his own territory, and he has made such a big "movement", what kind of auspicious star is it? Wenchang? Right? Or what is the celestial star?

The officials in the place where the incident occurred would have received a notice from the national "pseudo-academy" that studied astrology - such as something like Qin Tianjian, and then paid attention to whether their jurisdiction would produce "auspicious rui", and then flickered around, the era in which they lived was feudal superstition, but it was a solemn and serious event for the country at the beginning. Perhaps the officials here have used their sideways appearance as a means of promotion and wealth.

When I think about it this way, the place I am in may be a troubled world......

"I think Ming Gong's subordinates did detect the vision in the place where they met me, but am I a Kui star, or a Nandou, is it really important? Ming Gong, whether the villain is good or not, there is only one reason that is unmistakable, that is, the villain has neither the skill of calling the wind and the rain, nor the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth. And you should know that the villain's words are true. ”

Cheng Yuan sighed and continued: "The villain has been living here for a few days, and he can't get out, today and yesterday, Ming Gong deliberately didn't give me food, and the villain didn't wade calmly like a warlock demon Dao, like walking on the ground, but withered indoors, these people who monitored me observed my hands and feet for days, and they were obviously confirming whether I was trembling like an ordinary hungry person." ”

The man nodded slightly, as if in response to his astuteness, but there seemed to be a look of schadenfreude in his expression.

"Even if it is really a star in the world, if this person has no power to restrain the chicken, and has no insight into the ancient and modern abilities, just like Tang Sanzang, then what good is this person coming to the world? A hundred feet away, who can care about it? Laughing in vain. ”

The visitor's eyes rolled, as if trying to remember who "Tang Sanzang" was. Then he regained that calm look, and asked:

"What if this is a natural arrangement, and there is a great man in this situation that you can't imagine, and the people must be joined by you?"

There is one thing that Chengyuan firmly believes: if he really agrees with these confused arrangements, he may be forever pinched in the palm of the person in front of him-or the big man behind this person.

"What if the villain refuses to admit it?"

Cheng Yuan hesitated slightly, and finally mustered up the courage to answer this sentence.

The visitor said word by word: "There are variables in the world, but you don't, and you have to figure out that no matter what kind of choice you make, you can't control it afterwards." Boy, people have a life! ”

Cheng Yuan suddenly felt a compelling power gushing out from the person opposite, and this power drilled into his seven orifices, which was suffocating. He couldn't help but shrink back twice, he didn't dare to answer, and he didn't know how to answer. “

The man's two eyebrows were slightly raised, and his slender eyes narrowed into two thin slits, and he said with a sharp and cunning look:

"I'll see something with you tomorrow."

After saying that, he stood up suddenly, turned around arrogantly, and the guard at the door saluted: "Congratulations to Liu Shuai!"

The last poignant words still echoed in my ears. Cheng Yuan's long-awaited conversation was only a few sentences, but the man had already left.........