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"By the way, does this Lian Lao San have a daughter, he seems to owe a lot of money." Remembering the words of the brocade guard who said that he would take his daughter to settle the account, Wu Jie was a little curious.

"There is one, twelve or thirteen years old, with a body that is not complete, as thin as a vine, and a tuberculosis ghost." Xiao Er is a chatterbox, hearing Wu Dacaizi pay attention to his words, he was suddenly a little proud, and replied that even the third daughter's body has been weak since she was a child, and she has a fever and cough when she sees the wind. As long as you stop taking the drug, you won't be able to live.

When Lian Laosan was in the Shaanxi border army, he seemed to be a small banner, and his subordinates were in charge of No. 35 people. Later, he committed an accident and was kicked out.

After coming to Sichuan, I kept a lot of money, and I had exhausted the entanglements on my body, not to mention the money I owed to many people, and I couldn't even pay for the inn's room and meals. Now, he has been driven to the cattle barricade by the boss.

"What money can a small officer have. Even if he is a thousand households, such a daughter who eats ginseng as a meal on the stall, even if he has gold and silver, he can't stand it...... The gong, hey, I've got it into his hands. Xiao Er's face was full of sorrow.

I heard that Wu Dacai lived in an inn, and a few scholars came to visit and invited him to the restaurant to eat and drink. Wu Jie had an unpleasant quarrel with Mrs. Tang today, chatted with a few colleagues in a hurry, declined their invitation, read a few more pages, and went to bed to rest.

It's going to be the hospital exam soon, and I've been playing around for a while, and the string hasn't been tightened, so it's time to get into the state.

He decided to memorize the exam questions and sample essays a few more times starting tomorrow, even though the essays were already well understood.

After dinner, I went to bed under the service of Moth, but suddenly remembered that I had not returned to modern society in a dream for several days, and I had insomnia.

In recent times, he has returned to modern society less and less. In the beginning, I went back once a day, then once every two days, and once every three days. Recently, there is no regularity, sometimes I go back for two or three days in a row, sometimes I don't move for three or five days, and I sleep until dawn.

In the same way, the real world has changed, and there is still a phenomenon of lost time. If you don't go back for three days, the real society will lose three days, and if you don't go back for five days, then don't lose five days.

This is the law that Wu Jie summed up after observing for a long time.

What if one day you can't go back at all?

Although he didn't understand what this change meant to him, Wu Jie was still a little uneasy.

There was a little girl's cry in the yard, the voice was small and depressing. In the stillness of the night, it is very clear.

The weather time is already the end of April in the lunar calendar, and in the middle of May in the Gregorian calendar, summer has already begun, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Summers in the Sichuan Basin are humid, and in classical buildings without air conditioning and electric fans, it's unbearably hot.

The crying continued, and after a while, a man's low voice came: "Yue'er, Yue'er, do you feel a pain in your heart, why don't you drink another medicine?" ”

It was the third person who spoke in a row, with love in his tone.

"Don't do it, it's so bitter, Daddy, I don't want to drink medicine." The crying was intermittent, and the girl was gasping slightly as she spoke.

"Yue'er, take another sip, the medicine is very expensive, it's a pity not to eat it." Even the third child couldn't stop begging.

"Daddy, I'm afraid my body won't be able to do it, it's better to die than to delay it like this." The girl's cry was louder: "Daddy, I think it was because of my body that you were found out by your boss and kicked out." Otherwise, with your ability, it is impossible to fall into such a field. Daughter, if there is no daughter, Daddy doesn't have to suffer so much. ”

Coughing quietly while talking.

Seeing his daughter crying, even the third child seemed to be panicked, and couldn't help but comfort: "Idiot, my boss has always dealt with me, even if there is no such thing, he will not let me go, it really has nothing to do with you, you better take a sip......"

"Such an expensive medicine...... Daddy, we can't even eat, what kind of medicine are we going to buy......"

Wu Jie was upset by the girl's crying, and asked for the surname to get dressed.

When he went to the outhouse, he saw that the moth had fallen asleep on the table. It was really hot, and the little one had a thin layer of sweat on the tip of his nose, which shone under the oil lamp.

Wu Jie smiled, his hands and feet were light, and he lifted the fan and fanned it gently.

Probably feeling much cooler, the moth changed its limbs comfortably, and then woke up.

Wu Jie smiled and said softly: "Let's go to bed, be careful of catching a cold." ”

"How can you catch a cold on such a hot day. This Chengfu, how can it be hotter than Nanjing. The little girl rubbed her eyes and stood up in a daze: "Why hasn't the son slept yet?" ”

"It's too noisy outside......" Wu Jie stretched out his hand and pointed out the window.

The moth immediately came to his senses, walked to the window and scolded the cow on the opposite side: "What is the noise in the middle of the night, and you don't let people sleep?" ”

Now, the world is quiet.

After a long time, even the third child said timidly: "But Wu Gongzi, the villain has forgotten for a while, and I ask for forgiveness." "The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were all from military families and had a low status. In their minds, a scholar like Wu Jie is simply a big man on top.

Before the moth could scold again, Wu Jie pulled her: "Forget it, he is also a poor person." ”

That night, Wu Jie didn't know how long he tossed in bed, and he was sweating hot, so he fell asleep hazy.

This time, it is back in the modern world, and it is still the library borrowing room.

Nothing happened that day, as usual.

I found a few research materials on national studies, and when I finished reading them, the day passed. In the evening, Wu Jie was idle, and found out the information of Songpanwei, and only then did he know that this was a guard post of the Ming army, stationed thousands of military households, and the main task was to guard against the natives of the Wusi Zangdu Division. The so-called Uszangdu Division is now the Tibetan Province. Nominally, it is under the jurisdiction of the central government, but in fact, most of the local officials manage local government affairs on their own. In the Ming Dynasty, the local Tusi inherited the position of local administrative official. This system continued for more than 200 years, and it was not until the Yongzheng period that the central government sent ministers to Tibet.

Because of this, the Ming Empire mostly did not care much about ethnic minority areas, especially those in the southwest. The treatment of the local garrison is naturally very poor, and to come to this place to be an officer is to exile in disguise.

When I woke up the next day, I returned to the Ming Dynasty as usual.

The morning air is fresh, just right for exercise. Recently, Wu Jie learned a set of Chen's Taijiquan from the Internet, went out of the door, walked to the courtyard, and slowly started fighting. Cloud hand, single whip, oblique flying, wild horse mane ......

If replaced by Zhao Benshan: draw cards, shuffle, draw, and......

After moving for a while, the muscles and bones have been fully stretched, and he feels extremely comfortable, Wu Jie was just about to ask the moth to make a basin of water to wash his face, but he heard a "good", and turned his head to see Lian Laosan standing aside with a large clay pot, looking at himself with bright eyes.

Wu Jie was uncomfortable with his silver eyes, and greeted with a smile: "Morning." ”

Lian Laosan was very cramped by Wu Jie's greetings, put down the clay pot in his hand, and wanted to kneel down to say hello, but found that Wu Jie had no fame, so he had to give up his hand again and again: "The villain has seen Wu Gongzi." ”

"Please." Wu Jie's heart moved, isn't this guy a martial arts master, and he doesn't know what the martial arts of this world are all about. In fact, after traveling to the Ming Dynasty, Wu Jie found that the Ming Dynasty in this different time and space is no different from modern society, whether it is people's thoughts and behaviors or social forms, it seems to be the same thing.

If you want to wear it, it's not interesting, and because martial arts has always been shrouded in a mysterious cotton yarn, Wu Jie is very curious. Now, there happens to be a big master by his side, why not ask him.

Wu Jie smiled and said, "Lao Lian, you applauded just now, what is so good about my fist?" ”

The villain thinks that Childe's boxing is actually not called boxing, that is, the kind of kung fu that strengthens the body like the five bird plays. However, if you practice for a long time, your muscles and bones will gradually become stronger, which is of great benefit to people, and has a bit of Wudang Mountain flavor. ”

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