In the days that followed, it was as if we had entered the norm. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoLu Chengkong no longer rejects this identity, everything is so taken for granted.

For a while, life became full. In the four disciplines, everyone looked at Lu Chengkong's expression, and they had a little more respect. Lu Chengkong sat in the official school, holding the sage book in his hand, looking out of the wooden window, remembering the Haikou boasted in front of Zhong Liruo, and was stunned again, "Participating in the imperial examination, is it difficult or not for me, a well-informed future person?" ”

These days, he also found that the attitude of others towards him has changed, but he has a few pounds and a few taels, he knows better than anyone else, that day in the county government can be in the limelight, just back out a children's poem, although the world is chaotic, but he does not know whether the original author of these poems is alive, if the next time rashly recite some classic sentences, unfortunately the original author and their own era, is not self-defeating? He thought again: "There is no way for ancient information to spread quickly, even if the original author is alive, he can't be wrong to quote it for the time being." However, the poems of great writers such as Li Bai and Du Fu are still used with caution. ”

It was another night, and the weather was getting cooler.

Lu Chengkong was still standing outside Zhongli Mansion, just waiting for his sweetheart. It didn't take long to see Zhong Liruo walking over with a wooden box in his hand, and when he got closer, he handed the wooden box to Lu Chengkong.

Lu Chengkong opened the wooden box, there was a booklet inside, opened it and looked at it, only to see that the poem he had memorized was written on the first page. He looked at this beautiful handwriting, and it was clear that Zhong Liruo had deliberately written down this poem.

Zhong Liruo said: "It's a pity that such a good poem doesn't have a name. ”

After the previous few boasts, Lu Chengkong's face has thickened, and at this time, his face did not change and his heart did not beat: "Name, it's up to you." ”

Zhong Liruo shook his head and said, "The poem was written by Lu Gongzi, so the name should naturally come from you." ”

Lu Chengkong only had a little ink in his chest, thought about the artistic conception of the whole poem, scratched his head again, and said: "Then it's called the word 'Min Nong'." But before he finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed the wooden box and looked back and forth for a long time.

"Master Lu, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Chengkong ignored Zhong Liruo, and after carefully looking at the wooden box in his hand for a while, he said, "No...... Not this box. It turned out that he remembered the box containing the "Lu Sheng's Art of War" and inlaid with gold threads. However, when he came to the world, only the book was in his arms, and the box was gone, and when he saw a similar wooden box, he reacted.

"What's wrong with this box?"

Lu Chengkong hurriedly took out the "Lu Sheng's Art of War" in his arms and asked, "You...... Have you seen my book? ”

Zhong Liruo said: "I've seen it, Lu Gongzi has liked this book "Lu Sheng's Art of War" the most since he was a child, and he will carry it with him at any time. ”

"Have you ever seen me pack this book in a wooden box?"

If Zhongli saw Lu Chengkong's solemn expression, he thought carefully for a while and said, "I haven't seen it." ”

Lu Chengkong asked again: "Then have you ever seen a kind of wooden box with gold wire in the middle, the size of which is ...... It's about the same size as yours? ”

"Golden wire?" Zhong Liruo pondered for a moment and said, "With gold wire inlaid in the middle of the wooden box, such a precious thing, I have never seen it since I was a child. ”

Zhong Lijin is one of the richest businessmen in Ying County, if he has never even seen Zhong Liruo, then the wooden box inlaid with gold thread must be an incomparably precious thing, why should it be used to hold a copy of the "Lu Sheng's Art of War" that can be bought everywhere?

What does all this mean?

But the clue is broken here.

……

At night, Lu Chengkong couldn't sleep, got up, counted on his fingers, and said to himself: "It turns out that I have been in this world for half a year. ”

As time passed, he realized that he was starting from the soles of his feet, involuntarily, slowly falling into this world...... It's like you're stuck in a swamp, and the more time passes, the harder it becomes to break free.

He ********, tied up his long hair, lit the candle on the table, sat down at the table, took out the book "Lu Sheng's Art of War" from his arms, and stared at the blue ink on the cover, "This book was found in the ancient tree, it can't be that there is a problem with my memory......" In the past six months, Lu Chengkong has read this book over and over again, and he has been able to recite it backwards, no matter which article or line, it has been imprinted in his mind. But there is still no trace of the clue to go back.

He spread out a piece of paper and wrote down two lines of poetry that he heard from Zhong Liruo's mouth that day: "Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned if it is not broken." Thinking of this, he vaguely felt that his self in this world should also be contradictory when facing the imperial examination. From this poem, you can feel that deep down, "I" want to go to the battlefield to be a general. However, the surrounding public opinion will never allow the imperial examination to be abandoned.

After reading it silently a few more times, I had an indescribable feeling, "This poem is my favorite poem." This "Lu Sheng's Art of War" is my favorite book again...... Biansai poems, military books, in the dark, what is destined to be? ”

Although these clues, one by one, slowly surfaced...... But Lu Chengkong couldn't touch it, couldn't catch it, and was upset.

Lu Chengkong blew out the candle flame, and with the dark world, his heart sank. He took a deep breath and lay on the bed with a blank face.

"Tired...... I am so tired. "It's been half a year, and I can't find a way to return to the future day and night, Lu Chengkong is really tired. Moreover, in this world, there are too many things that disturb his mind.

"I really want to rest...... I just want to live in a normal world and be a normal person. At this moment, Lu Chengkong has completely realized that with his own strength, he cannot explore the mysteries of all things in the world. You are just a speck of dust in the universe, and it's up to you to decide where you want to go......

"That's it, take one step at a time."

If a person has been in a high-pressure state for a long time, once he can't hold his last breath, it only takes a short moment for the perseverance in his heart to be gradually eroded...... Slowly, bow your head to the world.

At this moment, Lu Chengkong finally chose to compromise and accepted from the bottom of his heart that he could live in this world. He gradually fell silent, thinking carefully about what had happened to him.

There is one thing he doesn't dare to face up to until today, that is, his heart to make contributions in this world is getting heavier and heavier.

"Meritorious ......"

These four words are the nature of men, especially for fledgling Chinese men, making contributions is the belief in life.

Even if Lu Chengkong is unwilling, he has to accept that he may be in this world for a long time, maybe five years, ten years, maybe a lifetime...... At first, he was panicked, but after half a year, he gradually adapted to his role and was surrounded by everything. Lu Liang let himself feel family affection, Pang An is friendship, and more importantly, if Zhongli makes himself feel heartbeat, this may be love.

"I don't struggle anymore...... I don't want to be the enemy of the world. Lu Chengkong suddenly sat up and said to himself: "Everything in this world is real, and they are all flesh and blood...... I have freedom and I don't have to worry about food and clothing...... I have all that a person should have. When he remembered the scene of teasing Luo Xiuyuan in the teahouse and chanting poetry in the county mansion, he still had a sense of superiority in his heart.

In the future, Lu Chengkong will be just a person who does nothing, has no power and no power. But in this world, the identity of the future man makes him have an indescribable sense of confidence and superiority in front of the ancients.

"I don't want to be a mediocre person, no matter when I can return to the future, I will also make contributions in this world! When you come to this world, you can't just live in a mess! ”

Lu Chengkong got up again and came to the table, lit the candle, and thought to himself: "If in the future, you can have a diversified lifestyle, business, entrepreneurship, and all kinds of trades." But in this era, except for entering the court as an official, everything else is considered inferior. Thinking about it, the benefits of entering the court as an official mentioned by Lu Liang and Pang Zhengkuan, as well as the scene of entering the palace and going to the banquet, all appeared in front of me.

He had already seen that in ancient times, the hierarchy between people was unusually obvious. Even a small county order can be called a "parent official", which gives parents the right to treat their children.

The candlelight illuminated the whole room, Lu Chengkong took out the poems written by Zhong Liruo, and looked at them blankly for a long time, his mind full of her voice and smile. A gust of wind blew, the candlelight became dim, Lu Chengkong remembered Luo Xiuyuan's appearance when he went to Zhongli Mansion to propose marriage, a momentum appeared in his chest, gritted his teeth, and said to himself: "In this world, if you want to achieve a career, there is no other choice. Since I have the opportunity to become an official, why don't I give it a try? As long as I am a jinshi and can enter the court as an official, I will no longer be looked down upon by Luo Xiuyuan and others...... Zhongli Ruo also expects me to go to high school, yes, that's right! If you want to go out of the way, you can only go to Beijing to take the exam! ”

Lu Chengkong straightened his back and sat down at the table, with a serious face, as if he was thinking about something big. He put aside the "Lu Sheng's Art of War" in his arms, looked out the dark window, and whispered: "From this book, I can't find a clue, since I can't go back for a while, then ...... Then live the life of this world for a while. ”

When he made this decision, he found that the whole person was relaxed all of a sudden, no longer working against Lu Liang, no longer incompatible with this world, and naturally straightened out his relationship with Zhong Liruo, everything was so natural.

Although it was late at night, Lu Chengkong was already full of pride, he patted his chest and said, "Then give it a go, with my thousands of years of knowledge, I will definitely be able to be the top student in high school!" If you can't compare your style to others, then write different things, if you can't get it right, not only can your advanced vision be appreciated, but you can also rewrite the history of China! One step to the sky is no longer a myth for me, I ...... I'm going to make a 20-year-old prime minister! ”

After saying these narcissistic remarks, Lu Chengkong also felt blushing and thought: "If you make a contribution, that is, gain fame and fortune, you will definitely be able to marry Zhong Liruo......"

It's been a long time.

Lu Chengkong fell asleep on the table, with a smile on his face, perhaps dreaming of everything after winning the champion, and said intermittently: "I...... I will definitely do my best...... Champion ......"

……

The candle flame dimmed, and the world became pure.

The book "Lu Sheng's Art of War", which had been hidden in Lu Chengkong's arms since childhood, also lost its luster and lay alone on the table.