It is said that as early as ancient times, Shaoxing was once known as the land of "deserted clothes". Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info since Dayu finished his work on water control and the king of Yue was lying down and tasted the courage, this place officially entered the eyes of the rulers. Until the Jin Dynasty moved south, the style of writing was renewed, and there was a grand scene of 'today's Huiji, the former Guanzhong'. In the Ming Dynasty, this place became the hometown of celebrities, and there were more than 500 Jinshi and the first in the history of famous books.

Foot on the holy land of the cultural context, the sky above the bright sky. Wei Shui sat on the threshold of his courtyard door, smelling the fat powder from Zuo Silou opposite, and listening to the shouts from the gambling stall next door, he couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, it was nearly half the night, and the city of Shaoxing was still noisy, and I was afraid that there was only this place to hide dirt and dirt. People come and go in the alleys, and almost all of those shuttling in front of Wei Shui are gamblers, drunkards, and prostitutes. Wei Shui was waiting, waiting for his brother, who held many of the above positions, to come home.

As the night deepened, Wei Shui's already confused eyes gradually blurred. The picture that clearly belonged to the two eras in his mind made him feel an irrepressible headache.

There are many things in this world that cannot be explained. For example, the chicken lays the egg first, or the egg lays the chicken; For example, if there are no ghosts in this world, how can supernatural things be explained? For another example, Wei Shui did not lose his conscience, but just cheated a few rich people out of money, and was inexplicably struck by lightning, and after waking up, he found that he was attached to this nerd of the Zhengde Dynasty.

Zhuang Zhou is dreaming of being a butterfly, which can be regarded as chic, and people still dream of going back. He's good, not to mention the four walls of the family, and he has a brother who is full of poisons, and he doesn't know if he wants to go back, but he won't wait until the Year of the Monkey!

However, then again, God gave him a chance to live again. At thirteen, it's just beginning. If you start studying hard now, you may be able to change your destiny through knowledge. There is no need to be like in the previous life, glued to the beard, wearing sunglasses, sitting on the side of the road, pretending to be a blind fortune teller.

People are like this, if you can't think about it, the world is dark. But once you think about it, no matter how dark the world is, it's just a sleep and then it passes.

Wei Shui stood up, crossed the threshold and walked towards the small courtyard, but was hit in front of him. This hit was not light, if it weren't for his quick reaction and his hand back to hold the door frame behind him, he would have been knocked over.

The person who hit the person saw Wei Shui clearly, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Second uncle, it's so late, why are you still here?" ”

Wei Shui stood up straight and saw the person in front of him clearly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The guy in front of him was Wei Chuyi, the eldest son of his five-poisoned elder brother, who was only one year younger than him. Just listening to this strange age gap is enough to make people think about it. And the facts are obviously more convincing, Wei Shui's sister-in-law was a flower prostitute in Zuo Silou back then. Well, even if you are young and romantic, everything has passed, who can blame it? What's more, the background of the two brothers Wei Shui doesn't seem to be clear.

"I can't sleep!" Wei Shui scratched his head, pulled Wei Chuyi, and sat back on the threshold. If someone accompanies him, he doesn't actually mind sitting outside for a while, it's true that he can't sleep anyway, "Come on, come on, the first year of junior high school, talk to me!" ”

Wei Chuyi was pulled down by Wei Shui, his face full of reluctance. He just came out to pee at night, and only came out to take a look when he saw a figure at the door, who would have thought that he would run into Wei Shui?

It's strange to say, in the past, Wei Shui never talked to people much. Except for sleeping, I always keep my hands on my books and read hard all the time. Nerds are always weak, so naturally they like to get sick. The family had no money, and he was so sick that he thought he was hopeless. Who knows? Such a menacing illness was actually hardened by him. It's just that after getting better, it seems that he has changed as a different person, he doesn't read much anymore, and he is very talkative.

Wei Chu turned his head to one side and yawned. Then he turned around and pretended to be 'I'm not sleepy at all'.

"That...... In the first year of junior high school, do you have any ideals? Wei Shui found a topic that was most likely to resonate. Teenagers, there is no other ability, bragging is always simple! But he forgot that this is the Ming Dynasty, not the 21st century, when the people's wisdom has not been developed. So when he asked in one sentence, what he got was Wei Chuyi's 'Are you stupid' eyes.

"Ah...... No, ......" Wei Shui was a little embarrassed, but soon, the psychological quality of a professional liar helped him adjust his emotions, "It's okay, in fact, in the past, I didn't have ideals." But since I had a serious illness, all of a sudden, I had a plan for my future. Would you like to hear it? ”

Wei Chuyi yawned sideways, and then nodded against his will: "Of course I want to hear it!" ”

Wei Shui didn't seem to notice Wei Chuyi's insincerity, or did he finally have an audience, whether he was against his heart or not? Anyway, after seeing Wei Chu nodding, he talked about his life plan endlessly.

First of all, you have to study hard for ten years, you have to show your talents, you want to lift people, and then you have to be a jinshi. Then you can enter the hall and become a big official. At that time, the family will no longer have to live such a miserable and poor life. How much does it cost, how much money does it have; How much does it cost, how much money does it have; How much......

"Second Uncle ......" Wei Chuyi suddenly spoke, interrupting Wei Shui's grand blueprint, "Do you want me to invite Sun Langzhong again?" You're afraid you're ......."

Looking at Wei Chuyi's frightened face, Wei Shui didn't know why, "What are you doing?" Is having an ideal also called being sick? On the first day of junior high school, let me tell you. The ancient sages said that where there is a will, there is a way. First of all, you have to be ambitious! ”

Wei Shui stared at Wei Chuyi, expecting to see convincing from his eyes. But I didn't want to, I only saw the confusion in my eyes, "Second uncle, but, even if you have ambitions, it's useless!" ”

Wei Shui waved his hand and said disdainfully, "How is it possible?" As long as you have the ambition ......"

"We are beggars!" Wei Chuyi looked at Wei Shui's eyes and said seriously, "Second uncle, we are beggars. ”

"What's wrong with the beggar?" Wei Shui didn't know why, "Can't beggars have ideals?" ”

"I can't." There was no regret in Wei Chuyi's tone, just like if you can survive eating abalone juice rice, you won't die if you gnaw on your nest, "The beggar is a lowly family, and it does not belong to the list of farmers and industrialists." Second uncle, I didn't say you. No matter how hard you study, you can't be talented. Because we are beggars, we can't even enter the examination room! ”