I don't know how many movie novels with the theme of the end of the world have read, and no one thought that the real end of the world would come so quickly.

As early as three months ago, scientists from various countries discovered a devastating cosmic ray enveloping the earth, and it was not until half a month ago that they made this astonishing news public to the public.

The reason is that they can't do anything in the face of this devastating cosmic ray, in other words, everyone will be resigned to their fate after half a month.

Today is the day when cosmic rays reach Earth, and there is no one on the streets of the once noisy and bustling streets, only the waste newspapers swirling in the wind.

With the psychology of luck, everyone began to dig the basement half a month ago to store food and daily necessities.

Wang Xiang is no exception, because he used to run a trading company, so he has a 500-square-meter basement warehouse, and now the warehouse is full of food and other daily necessities, but Wang Xiang does not feel the slightest sense of relaxation.

Hiding in the basement to avoid cosmic rays?

It's just self-deception, if it's really that easy, the top leaders of various countries don't have to carry out the Mars escape plan.

"Is there any other option now?" Wang Xiang smiled bitterly.

When cosmic rays seeped through the basement, everything went dark.

……

"Hey, I'm not dead?"

I don't know how long it took for Wang Xiang to wake up suddenly, and his first reaction was that he was not dead, because he felt severe pain all over his body, and a dead person would not feel pain.

Aren't cosmic rays as powerful as they seem?

"Young Master, you're awake!"

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a small red face, a little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, her hair combed into a symmetrical bun hanging on both sides, and a pair of big eyes full of spirituality.

The little girl looked very excited, and when she saw Wang Xiang open her eyes and look at herself, she exclaimed even more.

"The young master is awake, the young master is awake!"

In a few moments, several people poured into the room, all of them with surprised faces.

Xiaoya, Steward Wang, Aunt Lin, Dazhu, Erzhu, Laifu, Wang Xiang recognized everyone in the house at once.

Crossed? This product is also called Wang Xiang? After a short period of surprise, he calmed down, and even felt lucky, he thought that he would die under the cosmic rays, but he didn't expect to survive, and learned from the memory of this body that it is now the tenth year of Tang Zhenguan, just after the cold winter, at the beginning of the new spring, there were several heavy snows in Chang'an City a few days ago.

Fortunately, we didn't travel to the troubled times, otherwise our thin arms and legs would have been braided at some point.

Wang Xiang moved and wanted to sit up, but the little girl hurriedly stepped forward to support him and persuaded: "Young master, your injury is not healed yet, and the doctor said to rest more." ”

"How did I get hurt?"

Hearing Wang Xiang's question, everyone stopped talking, looking embarrassed, and finally Laifu said cautiously: "Young master, the day before yesterday, you went to Jinguang Lake to participate in the poetry meeting......

Depend on! Wang Xiang finally recalled, it turned out that when he went to Jinguang Lake to participate in the poetry meeting the day before yesterday, because a Qing official had a dispute with other gentlemen, the result was that his skills were not as good as others, not only did he not become the guest of the Qing officials, but he was beaten severely.

The saddest thing is that this product is hollowed out by wine on weekdays, and this beating doesn't want to lose his life, but it is cheap for Wang Xiang.

It's a shame, it's a shame to say it, no wonder they all look weird.

"Ahem...... cough ......" Rao is Wang Xiang is thick-skinned and a little embarrassed, "That, I'm a little dizzy, you guys go out first." ”

"Young master, are you okay, I'll let the doctor take a look again."

"Young master, are you hungry, I'll go prepare a meal for you."

"Master, you ......"

Hearing Wang Xiang say that he was dizzy, everyone panicked, and their faces were full of worry, which didn't seem to be fake.

I didn't expect this product to be quite popular.

"No need, I just feel a little bored, you go out first and I'll be alone for a while." The injuries on his body are all skin injuries, although the pain is not serious, he now wants to digest the memories of this body alone, many things are still very vague.

Wang Xiang, the word is new, his father was a general under Cheng Zhijie, the founder of the country, the Marquis of Lin Chuan, died of injuries three years ago, leaving his only son Wang Xiang.

The family is such a single seedling since childhood, spoiled, when he grew up, he became a famous gentleman in Chang'an City, every day and a group of friends linger in wine, do not learn no skills but like to be vassal, elegant, but whenever you meet the literary world, the poetry will definitely go to participate and be generous, for a certain talented female Qing official to fight for the wind and jealousy is more commonplace, the huge Lin Chuan Marquis Mansion was squandered by him, and now it is a strong foreign officer.

Of course, this unlucky Wang Xiang Prince Xin is not useless, he is very good to the people in the house, never beats and scolds, and the rewards he gives on weekdays are much more than those in other houses, and the people are very grateful, and the people are worried about Wang Xiang's injury this time.

"Young master, the captain of the horse has come to see you."

Captain of the Horse? Hearing Xiaoya's words, before Wang Xiang could react, the door of the house was pushed open violently.

"Zixin, I'm here to see you for my brother." A big man in armor broke into the house, carrying a bag of gifts in his hand, and was immediately furious when he saw Wang Xiang's tragic situation, "What thing that is not long-sighted dares to do such a cruel attack on you, waiting for my brother to gather his brothers to help you avenge you." ”

Wang Xiang looked at the angry man and felt warm in his heart, and said with a smile: "Brother Chu Liang, you are now a captain of the horses, and you are the general of the left guard, why are you still so impulsive?" ”

"Whoever wants to bully my brother Cheng Chuliang in Chang'an City, then no! By the way, Zixin, why are you injured? ”

Killing Wang Xiang would not tell him that he was almost beaten to death for a woman, so he quickly changed the topic and asked, "Aren't you on duty today, why do you have time to come to me?" ”

This question asked Cheng Chuliang's sore spot, and he didn't care about the reason why Wang Xiang was beaten, and the big man had tears in his eyes.

"Don't mention it, since I became the general of the left guard, I have to go to the barracks to report every day, and I have to take a moment of rest until noon, and I have to train before I arrive, and I can't go home until the unitary time, and I am sorry for my brother!"

Wang Xiang smiled secretly in his heart, but said indifferently on his face: "No wonder I see that Brother Liang's body is much stronger than in the past, and it must be due to training." ”

"You kid must be secretly happy in your heart, if it weren't for the fact that you are the only son of the Wang family, Uncle Wang is reluctant to let you enter the barracks and suffer, you are not as good as me, look at your thin arms and legs, horizontal and vertical, like a woman. By the way, you haven't told you why you were injured. ”

Seeing that this matter could not be fooled, Wang Xiang had to explain "honestly": "That day, I was warmly invited by many talented and beautiful people in Chang'an City to go to Jinguang Lake to participate in the poetry meeting......

"Speak human words."

"Well, the day before yesterday, I heard that there was a poetry club in Jinguang Lake, and Miss Ning Xiang, the top official of Yicui Building, held a banquet on the painting boat to entertain the talented people who participated in the poetry meeting, and won the first name of the poetry club to become Miss Ning Xiang's guest of the scene, that Miss Ning Xiang has bright eyes and bright teeth, and her skin is like a ...... of condensation."

Cheng Chuliang looked nostalgic: "The girl in Yicuilou is indeed extraordinary, I think that our brothers drank together every day, rode the streets together, and stayed overnight together......"

Wang Xiang had to interrupt Cheng Chuliang's nostalgia with a cough, and carefully reminded: "Brother Chuliang, you are now the captain of the horse, be cautious, be cautious." ”

Cheng Chuliang wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, nodded solemnly: "Thank you Zixin for reminding me, I am wholeheartedly devoted to Princess Qinghe now, and those fireworks places are long gone." ”

The ghost only believes you, Wang Xiang glanced at him disdainfully, Cheng Chuliang immediately smiled weakly, and urged: "Then what?" ”

"The younger brother's poetry talent is known to Brother Liang, not to mention that there is no one before and no one after him, it can be regarded as a shock to the Tang Dynasty, when the prime minister of the dynasty once said that giving birth to a son should be like a new prince."

Cheng Chuliang scratched his hair and looked puzzled: "Uncle Fang said this?" ”

"Ahem...... This is not the point, the point is that the amazing masterpiece made by the younger brother on the painting boat that day actually attracted the jealousy of others, and they joined hands to beat me, which was really sad for the hearer and tears for the listener. ”

"These scumbags are hateful." Cheng Chuliang was furious and asked curiously: "I don't know what Zixin did that day?" ”

Eh, where do I remember what a good work, Wang Xiang is about to steal two ancient poems and use them for one.

"I know!"

Xiaoya ran in with a happy face, her little hands raised high, as if she knew that Wang Xinzi's masterpiece was a very proud thing.

Wang Xiang was also very curious about what poems the goods had done that day, so he nodded and said, "Then you can read the best work of this young master to Brother Chu Liang." ”

……

In the back garden of the palace, Li Zhizheng, who was only nine years old, told interesting stories about the Jinguang Lake Poetry Club, and he also heard it from others.

After the cold winter, the eldest grandson's qi disease became more and more serious, the cough became more and more frequent, and it was difficult to even get out of bed.

"Oh? Did the prince really make an amazing achievement? Empress Eldest Sun leaned on the bed, wrapped in brocade quilts, and looked at Li Zhi with a loving face.

Seeing that the queen mother was interested, Li Zhi was very excited, nodded and laughed: "That Wang Xinzi usually doesn't learn how to compose poetry, that day coincided with heavy snow, maybe he was forced to be in a hurry, he looked at the heavy snow flying in the sky and counted, one two, three or four, five, six, seven or eight, hahaha." ”

"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces, this Wang Xinzi is also interesting." Empress Eldest Sun smiled indifferently.

Li Zhi smiled and said: "It's not, what kind of poetry is he, he is simply counting, and he still wants to say that the poems he makes can be the guest of the people who want to be the first person in the poetry club, but he was beaten by a group of angry geniuses and delirious." ”

Hearing that someone was beaten, Empress Changsun frowned and said softly: "How can a good poem be made like this, and you still do it?" ”

Li Zhi heard the dissatisfaction of the queen mother, and hurriedly said: "They are all literati who are powerless, so there must be no big problem, but I heard that the poetry meeting will be reopened in Jinguang Lake three days later, I don't know if Wang Xinzi will go." ”

PS: I'm sorry book friends, a few chapters were sealed due to the implication of a strict sweep, but what I wrote was really ruthless and pure, and I couldn't change some suspected places to the word "what", so I can only do it at present, I'm sorry~~ Because I don't understand where to commit what