The Han brothers' home is located on a small hillside. There is a small courtyard in the outer fence, and there are three thatched huts with stone as the base, soil as the wall, and thatch as the roof.

After pushing open the fence door, I heard movement, and a woman with a baby on her back came out of the inner room. Dressed in a patched, cleanly washed coarse cloth undershirt, she had a plain appearance and a dark complexion, which made her look much older than her actual age.

When the woman saw the Han brothers, she just smiled and opened her mouth to greet: "Asher, Mi Lang, you are back......" When she suddenly saw Zhang Fang, she immediately opened her mouth and was speechless.

Han Jun said with a smile: "Brother and sister-in-law, don't panic, this little Langjun's car was destroyed by a falling stone at the Sanpankou, and people are also ...... Injured, Asher wants him to ......"

The woman hurriedly folded her hands and prayed to the heavens: "God bless, it's okay if people are okay, it's okay if it's okay, please come in quickly." ”

The woman's simplicity and kindness moved Zhang Dawei, and the people in the mountains are honest and simple.

Qing Yan waved his hand to everyone, his clear gaze turned on Zhang Fang's body, and he ran down the mountain by himself.

It was getting late, and Father Han and Han Yi both came back from the fields. Along the way, they also heard from the villagers that they had come to their own house, so they gathered some corn from each family, and when they returned, they first humbly greeted them, and then ordered their wives to cook a bowl of thick porridge. In front of Zhang Fang, he apologized vigorously, saying that there was no meat to entertain the guests, which was really rude.

Zhang Fang looked at the yellow corn porridge in the black and open pottery bowl in his hand, and then looked at the gruel mixed vegetables (i.e., bitter vegetables) in the bowl of the Han brothers, and was speechless for a while.

Han Yi is a thin and sturdy man, his personality is similar to Han Chong, he doesn't talk much, seeing Zhang Fang holding the bowl still, scratching his head and saying: "There is only such coarse food in the mountains, please Xiao Langjun eat it temporarily, and after dawn, the villain will go up the mountain to hunt some meat and come back." ”

Han Chong drank the gruel in a daze, his face full of enjoyment, and nodded violently: "My eldest brother is the best hunter in Qingxiju, as long as he goes up the mountain, he will never come back empty-handed." ”

Zhang Fang's stomach is indeed hungry, but how can he swallow this situation?

At this moment, there seemed to be a soft call from outside the door, which sounded familiar. After a while, I saw Han Yi's lady holding two small bird eggs, and entered the house with a smile: "It was sent by Qingyan, and it is delicious to have no meat and eggs." ”

Han Zhong pointed to the bird's egg and said twice: "This is the day before yesterday, Qingyan pulled it from the big camphor tree in the east corner, and it was originally said that it would be given to Ah Li...... Oh, it is right to give Xiao Langjun. ”

Zhang Fang shook his head: "Give it to you." "Bow your head and pour the corn porridge into your mouth......

After eating the most uncomfortable meal in his life, Zhang Fang put the bowl down, reached into his arms, and took out the money bag. I didn't count and grabbed a handful of five baht coins, sprinkled them into the bowl, and handed them to Han's father, who was less than fifty years old but looked old, and said with some uncertainty: "I only have this, I don't know if I can count it?" ”

But seeing that the father and son of the Han family and their daughter-in-law opened their mouths one by one, they were stunned for a long time, and pushed the bowl back to Zhang Fang in a panic: "Xiao Langjun, don't do it!" When the distinguished guests come to the door, we treat each other with coarse food, which is already ashamed, how can we accept the gift of Xiaolangjun, absolutely not! ”

One side insisted on giving, but the other side insisted on not accepting it, and the two sides froze for a while.

Finally, Han Jun stretched out his hand and took out two five-baht coins from the bowl, and said to his father and brother: "Xiao Langjun is so sincere, let's take two coins, buy some grain and rice another day, and return them to the villagers, which is also good." ”

Father Han was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhang Fang in surprise: "How much grain can you buy with these two five-baht coins?" ”

The father and son of the Han family glanced at each other, and felt sorry in their hearts, it seems that this little Langjun's brain is really injured, and he even forgot the geometry of the meter value. Han Jun replied carefully: "Sanhe rice, just enough to cook this bowl." ”

Zhang Fang's question made the noses of the Han family's father and son and Han's sister-in-law sour, and they almost burst into tears. What he asked: "Sanhe...... How much is that? ”

Even Han Chong, who was the last to pause, sensed that something was wrong, and carefully grabbed a handful of ash from the ground as if he was afraid of irritating Zhang Fang: "It's probably so much." ”

Zhang Fang made a slight visual inspection and speculated that the handful of ash in Han Chong's hand was about two taels, that is, the three were about five or six taels.

Zhang Fang's brain quickly calculated that this bowl of thick porridge would cost about half a catty of rice, and two pennies could buy half a catty of rice, which was converted into purchasing power, which was equivalent to one yuan to one yuan and two jiao in later generations. That is, a five-baht coin is equivalent to five or six dimes in later generations, so this five-baht coin is no less than 20 yuan no matter how you look at it - that is to say, he ate a bowl of thick porridge and gave ten yuan, no wonder the Han family father and son did not accept it.

How valuable is this copper coin? And what about the golden cake...... Zhang Fang didn't expect that he actually had a huge amount of money. Overjoyed, he suddenly had an idea, put the bowl containing the money on the ground, and poured all the money in the bag into the bowl.

Under the dim oil lamp, the golden gold and polished coins shook so much that the Han family father and son couldn't open their eyes, and the woman looked even more stupid.

Zhang Fang was not worried about the Han family's intention to meet Caiqi, he asked himself to understand people's hearts, this family is still trustworthy. Take 10,000 steps back and say, if he really looks away, it doesn't hurt to give away these belongings, and they are not his own things anyway.

And the Han father and son family, in addition to being full of panic, there is only panic left......

Zhang Fang picked up the gold cakes one by one and put them back in his money bag - it was not that he was reluctant to give up the gold, but that gold, whether in modern or ancient times, was a precious thing. A poor family suddenly has these valuables, which is a blessing rather than a curse.

Zhang Fang put the overflowing pottery bowl in front of Father Han: "Please use all this money to buy rice, meat, vegetables, etc., as much as you can - this is not for you I to give you, but you bought it for me, so it's okay, right?" ”

Father Han muttered, "This money can buy almost a stone of rice...... Does Xiao Langjun really want so many meters? ”

"The more the merrier." Zhang Fang smiled and threw the overflowing coins into the bowl, suddenly paused, and gently rubbed the word "five baht" with his thumb, thoughtfully. After a while, he asked, "Do you know the master of the previous dynasty here?" ”

The father and son of the Han family shook their heads together. Han Jun hesitated and said: "Qingxi does not have a master, but the elder knows some of the history of the previous dynasty and the current dynasty, and he doesn't know the ...... of Xiaolangjun."

"Good!" Zhang Fang's face was happy, "Take me to visit the elderly, right now." ”

The elderly, who is the elderly who gather people in Qingxi, ask the elderly to solve any neighborhood disputes or tax and servitude. Such a person may not have studied, but he must have knowledge.

In a small courtyard about 100 meters away from Han's house, Zhang Fang met an elderly man in his sixties. This is a thin old man with a kind eyebrow, dressed in kudzu clothes and linen shoes, on crutches, and with gray hair.

Qingyan, who looks wild during the day, looks like a good girl who is respectful and obedient at the moment. The costume has also been transformed into a short skirt with a top and bottom, and the face has been washed, and the lines of the silhouette have a sculptural beauty under the light of the fire.

The old man carried Qingyan, knelt on the straw mat made of Qingpu, sat opposite Zhang Fang, and greeted each other.

Although Zhang Fang does not have the memory of the original owner of this body, these actions are purely natural, without brains, and are completely driven by instinct.

After the salute, Qingyan stepped forward, took the torch in Han Jun's hand, and inserted it on the pier in the corner, and the room was clear.

Zhang Fang nodded at Qingyan: "Thank you for the eggs." ”

Qingyan also bowed her head in response, hesitating whether to say something. Over there, Han Chong, who was kneeling behind Zhang Fang, smiled: "Xiao Langjun didn't eat, so he gave it to him." ”

Qingyan's small nose snorted lightly: "Those who are used to eating minced meat naturally don't look down on this little bird's egg, so it's best to let the girl eat it." ”

Zhang Fang smiled, didn't say anything, but sat upright and asked the first question to the elder: "Can the elder know about the previous dynasty?" ”

The elder stroked the white hair that grew to his chest and abdomen, and smiled: "I don't know what the young monarch wants to know?" ”

Zhang Fang's eyes burned: "Before this dynasty." ”

The old man sighed and said, "The old man doesn't know much about the affairs of the first emperor, but I am afraid that he will disappoint the young monarch." However, the matter of Emperor Gaozu of this dynasty is well known to the old man. I think that back then, Gaozu was reckless, starting from the end of the micro, cutting the white snake, raising the banner of righteousness, breaking Qin and Chu, and collecting the world, so there was a century-old foundation of the Han Dynasty......"

Rao is Zhang Fang's psychological quality is extremely strong, and when the answer he really wants comes out of the old man's mouth, the shock and excitement caused to him are almost difficult to suppress.

Great Han! It's really a brilliant man!

In my dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I went to Chang'an for a thousand years. It turned out that I came to the Western Han Empire two thousand years ago, and I really don't know if it was unfortunate or lucky. Well, if you think about it, there are still more lucky ingredients, no one wants to be born in troubled times, and the so-called life in troubled times is not as good as a dog. In Zhang Fang's impression, at the end of the Western Han Dynasty for 200 years, except for the end of the Han Dynasty, there was basically no major turmoil or military disaster. The name of a strong man is not just talking.

The era is basically clear, and the next thing to understand is that it is important to understand whether it is the early Western Han Dynasty, the middle period, or the late period.

Zhang Fang's historical knowledge is quite acceptable, and Tianya Cooking Wine and Discussing History is also a forum he often visits, but he has a limited understanding of such an early era as the Western Han Dynasty. In addition to knowing the time of establishment and destruction, there are only two emperors he is really familiar with in the Western Han Dynasty: Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, and Liu Che, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, and the others are not very clear. If it weren't for these two reigns right now, even if the elder told himself that it was now the reign of Emperor XX (in fact, it was impossible, the emperor's title was sealed after his death), he would not be able to sit down and accurately locate the era!

Zhang Fang thought about it for a while, there it is! It can't be directly located, but it can be inferred that it is most suitable to use Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, who reigned for more than 50 years and traversed the early and middle Western Han Dynasty, as the base point.

At this time, the elder had already talked about Gaozu's return to his hometown. Of course, in the battle of the dead Qin and the battle of Chu and Han in the front, in addition to knowing the beginning and the end, the old man was completely nonsense in the middle, but Zhang Fang kept nodding with a smile. Listening is the basic quality of a psychologist. However, the Han brothers and Qingyan listened with relish, and their eyes lit up.

Finally waited until the old man's "storytelling" came to an end, Zhang let go of his hands and moved, almost wanted to applaud politely, fortunately remembered in time, the Han Dynasty did not have this etiquette, he stopped, nodded frequently: "The elder is really knowledgeable, thinking about the style of Emperor Gao back then, it is fascinating, this moment, how many years have passed......

The old man was taking the wooden bowl handed by Qingyan, drinking water to moisten his throat, and when he heard the words, he squinted his faint old eyes, stretched out his palm and pinched the heavenly and earthly branches, and said uncertainly: "Well, this is a hundred years...... More than that, at least two Jiazi stories. ”

Two Jiazi is one hundred and twenty years, which is exactly the middle of the Western Han Dynasty! Zhang Daxi, if it is really the founding of the two Jiazi, then Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty should be on the throne, or he has passed away. In order to further determine the year, Zhang Fang said casually: "A hundred years later, if you talk about merit, I am afraid that only Emperor Wu can barely compare with Gaozu." ”

"Emperor Wu?" The old man was obviously stunned, and then seemed to have an understanding, "Oh, the young monarch is talking about Emperor Xiaowu." Attacking the Xiongnu in the north, in addition to the troubles of a hundred years, the prestige of the Han family can indeed be compared with the ancestors......"

The Han brothers and Qingyan obviously liked to hear this, and they begged the elders to tell the story of Wei, Huo, Li and other generals attacking the Xiongnu in the north. It's just that the elders know less about this matter, and they only know the head and tail, and they all lose it in the middle. And Zhang Fang still kept a smile on his face, but his heart was pounding. What a hanging! In later generations, everyone knew Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, but few knew that his nickname was actually "Xiaowu", what is the crime of mispronouncing the emperor's nickname? Zhang Fang didn't know, but one thing was certain. If it is not an elderly man in a mountain village on the opposite side today, but a powerful person in Chang'an, it is estimated that he will not be able to eat and walk around.

Zhang Fang secretly warned that such a mistake must not be made again. After calming down, I happened to hear the old man talking about the hussar general Huo Qu's illness and the matter of the Huns' court and the wolf Juxu, the Han brothers and Qingyan heard it and said that their eyebrows flew and danced.

Zhang Fang said with emotion at the right time: "The miraculous achievements of the hussar general really make our descendants admire, and I can't wait to gallop side by side with him and kill Hu Lu." ”

The Han brothers clenched their fists together, their faces were excited, and they all said: "That's right, I can't be born early...... Premature ......"

The old man smiled: "The old old ancestor was once a pawn under the command of the hussar general, so count it carefully...... Well, if you are born seventy or eighty years early, you should be able to fulfill your wish. ”

It's done! Mushrooms for one night, just for this sentence!

Huo Quai's attack on the Xiongnu in the north and the wolf Juxu was sealed, which was written into the history textbook, and Zhang Fang remembered it very clearly: 119 BC. Eighty years from this, about 40 B.C. - this is the time in which I live!

It's really lucky, it's not the end times.

At the time of parting, Zhang Fang sincerely and respectfully saluted the old man who had indirectly relieved the troubles in his heart.

The old man also returned the salute respectfully, looked at the handsome young man in front of him gently, and said gently: "Although the old man doesn't know why Shaojun asked these stories, it is good if it can help Shaojun find his memory." ”

Zhang Fang took a deep look and was speechless.

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At night, Zhang Fang couldn't sleep for a long time, not entirely because of the rotten smell of the thatched hut and the hard back of the bed board (in fact, the Han family was very good to him, and specially vacated a single room for him, and the two Han brothers and their father shared one room), but also because of the uneasiness of being in a foreign land. It felt like going back to the age of sixteen, leaving home for the first time and working a summer job in an unfamiliar city. Now this feeling is even stronger, after all, this is a time and space that spans thousands of years!

Zhang Fang thinks about whether he has someone worth missing. He came from a single-parent family, and his mother died of cancer 10 years ago. It was for this reason that he decided to apply for the Faculty of Medicine. But after really practicing medicine, I realized that manpower will eventually be exhausted, and I can't save the terminally ill in my life, but the seriously ill patients with a good attitude can survive longer. That's why he decided to change his major to psychology and become a psychiatrist.

Girlfriend? Since his first love in college, which ended in failure, he has never touched his true feelings. After work, although he had affairs with many women, he was just acting on the spot, so that when he reached the age of his establishment, he was still single...... Is there anyone else in that world that can be missed? Zhang Fang thought seriously for a while, well, no. So, so be it...... Finally closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Fang sat up from the darkness abruptly. The moonlight shone through the window (if the half-foot-wide hole was counted as a window) on the humble bed covered with tattered straw mats, and on his face, which was as pale as paper and sweaty.

If someone stood in front of the bed at this time, they would definitely be frightened by Zhang Fang's pair of pupils - deep as a pool, strange as a demon, gray and cold, like a demon pupil, full of life.

Not bad! Zhang Fang was asleep in the middle of the night, and he had been ...... with a dead man To be precise, a dead soul fighting to the death.

Zhang Fang didn't expect that there was still a residual consciousness in this body, or a soul. In the waking state, this spiritual consciousness is suppressed, and once you fall asleep, the consciousness is silent, and it takes advantage of it. Since I fell asleep, I have had frequent nightmares and stiffened, as if I was being dragged by a ghost and fell straight into the Nine Hells. And his soul is constantly struggling, persevering, struggling to support, and refusing to sink. At the moment when the fight was inseparable and his soul was about to be scattered, with great perseverance, he finally regained control of his body.

To a certain extent, in fact, Zhang Fang is the dove occupying the magpie's nest, and the soul that lingers is just trying to get his body back. But when it comes to life and death, what is there to be humble? No one wants to be a lonely ghost, does they?

Zhang Fang gasped for a long time in the dark, didn't dare to sleep again, got up in his clothes, and quietly opened the door to the atrium.

The twilight is deep, the four fields are silent, the flowers and trees are fragrant, and the sky is vast. This is the sky of the Great Han.

Zhang Fang looked at the crooked moon and a few stars in the sky, and let out a breath of white air, and suddenly a sense of indescribable loneliness arose.

I am no longer me, time has changed, the starry sky is far away, and the wilderness is endless...... Have you been abandoned in a strange time and space 2,000 years ago?