"The following broadcast of a message just received, Yanjing time at 3:24 pm, a research institute in J City exploded violently, it is reported that the research institute is built in violation of regulations, and the research project is unknown, the number of staff is unknown, no life survived after the explosion, fortunately, the institute is in an inaccessible mountainous area, no other casualties were caused......

"The first news of the explosion site has just arrived, the mysterious research institute located in J City has found some clues, according to the description of the residents of the surrounding villages and towns, it is a very strange research institute, the staff is about ten people, among which there is a young man who often hires craftsmen and laborers from nearby villages and towns, using primitive tools and equipment to make some things that have been obsolete, such as steam engines, mule machines, water presses, etc., and some residents say that they even make ancient cannons......"

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With a bang, Zhao Yan only felt that the sky was spinning, as if something big had happened, and he, the foreman, fainted.

In a daze, it seemed that he was shaking all over, and after shaking for a while, Zhao Yan woke up, and Zhao Yan, who had just woken up, was still a little confused.

But when I felt the shaky ground, it was flustered.

The feeling is the same as riding a trolley when I was a child, rickety, accompanied by the sound of the wheels running.

"Squeak...... Quack ......"

The sound of the wheels is a bit strange, as if there are no tires on it.

I'll rub it, who's so awesome! Running on the road without getting on the tires? Zhao Yan, who was in a daze, thought and slowly opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, Zhao Yan was suddenly stunned. He was lying in a carriage made of wood on all sides and with two curtains on the sides.

The layout of the carriage is relatively simple, just a place to lie down.

The carriage looked like an ancient horse-drawn carriage.

Could it be the carriage he built? Zhao Yan wondered, but looking at this carriage, it was very different from the carriage he built, and it could basically be ruled out.

In confusion, Zhao Yan sat up, the feeling from his clothes was a little strange, and when he looked down, he was wearing an ancient Confucian skirt.

Belch...... How so? Zhao Yan's mind didn't turn for a while. Hurriedly opened the curtain on the side and looked out, only to see that there was a wilderness outside, and he was really sitting in a carriage.

The carriage was moving along a dirt road, which was potholed and uneven, and the weeds on both sides of the dirt road were green, and in the grass in the distance there was a pheasant cry.

At this moment, the morning sun is rising, the sky and the earth are shining, and the dew on the grass has not yet dried, and it is crystal clear in the sun, reflecting your little crystal.

Zhao Yan was fascinated, and suddenly his pupils shrank suddenly, focusing on a pile of white objects on the dirt road.

The white objects were scattered on the road, they were bones, and they were human bones, and the wagon crunched over them.

Zhao Yan suddenly yelled: "Stop~!" ”

The foreman's momentum was vividly revealed at this moment, Zhao Yan worked in a research institute, and there was a very obscene doctor in the research institute who liked to study some things that had been eliminated.

But the obscene doctor has a habit, and there is no reason to use modern technology to make it, so he asked Zhao Yan to help him get it, and he has to overcome difficulties and use primitive means to manufacture it.

For example, if you build an outdated cannon, you can just use a boring machine to make a barrel directly! But people just want Zhao Yan to make some iron mold casting cannon. People say, if you want a boring machine, you can build it yourself! Gives you the starting point of science and technology in the 10th century.

What the hell! If it weren't for the vote, Lao Tzu would have stopped doing it a long time ago.

Because directing the workers is really tired, they have to say everything, sometimes it is not useful to say it again, and they have to explain it to others repeatedly, and gradually Zhao Yan's anger will come up, and he usually shouts at the workers, and behind that quiet appearance, he hides a rough and loud voice.

At this moment, Zhao Yan is very angry, which bastard got him to this hellish place? And they used human bones to frighten him.

I think it's the obscene doctor who is fixing him, recently the central government accidentally printed too many tickets, his salary is not enough to spend, and he will grab the old man for a while and must let him increase his salary, his salary has not risen for four years.

With a loud shout, the carriage immediately stopped.

The middle-aged man sitting in front of the carriage and driving the horse lifted the curtain, poked his head into it and asked, "Childe, what's the matter?" ”

"What is this place?" Zhao Yan asked with a gloomy face.

"We have traveled from Jinan for five or six days, and we are almost in Huang County." The middle-aged man looked dusty, thought for a moment and replied to him.

"This is Shandong?" Zhao Yan was suddenly startled, and suddenly thought that when he looked out just now, there was an endless plain in front of him, and Fujian was full of mountains, even if there was flat land, he could see the mountains from a distance, and he didn't see any traces of modernity on the road.

"Yes." The middle-aged man's face was a little helpless, half a month ago, he heard that his family was safe, and the little master hurriedly wanted to go back to Huang County, but he fell when he got on the horse, and he didn't remember anything after waking up, and he even forgot his name.

Zhao Yan was shocked, his eyes flashed, and he asked, "How can there be human bones on that road?" ”

"Childe, the miners have been making trouble in Denglai for two years, and I heard that Dengzhou is already three out of ten, but fortunately, the old lady is safe." The middle-aged man then said tactfully: "If Childe doesn't want to urinate, let's hurry up, Childe, you are seriously ill and have not recovered, so you have to go back to recuperate as soon as possible." ”

"What miners?" Zhao Yan ignored the middle-aged man's suggestion and asked quietly, he vaguely felt that things were not so simple.

"Shandong three mine disciples, that is, Mao Wenlong, Kong Youde, Shang Kexi, Mao Wenlong is the head of the three mine disciples, he had plundered Denglai before, and was later killed by Yuan Chonghuan, and it was Kong Youde who made trouble in Shandong this time."

"Mao Wenlong, Kong Youde, Yuan Chonghuan......" Zhao Yan frowned, and he didn't know what he was thinking, the middle-aged man called and ignored it, and the middle-aged man immediately put down the curtain and continued to drive the horse.

"Am I going to the end of the Ming Dynasty? Or did you fall into someone's trap? Zhao Yan thought in his heart, he was also familiar with history, and he knew Yuan Chonghuan, Mao Wenlong, Kong Youde and others.

Mao Wenlong was definitely a careerist and speculator, his military discipline was corrupt, he did not listen to the command of the Ming Dynasty's political axe, risked the army's salary, and harassed the locality. He was very unprincipled, plundering in Shandong, opening a market with the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and doing anything that could strengthen his strength.

As for Yuan Chonghuan, many people say that he died of Huang Taiji's counter-plot. But in fact, it is not so credible, this is said to be released by the Manchu Qing during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, people are victors, they can naturally say whatever they want, they can put the big hat of slaughtering Sichuan on Zhang Xianzhong's head, and naturally they can also make up a counter-plot to set off Huang Taiji's wisdom and Chongzhen's ignorance.

What's more, Qianlong specializes in this thing and is very active. There are many famous paintings that have been ruined by him, and I heard that he has written more than 20,000 poems, which is more than the poets of the Tang Dynasty combined, but there is not a single famous poem.

Yuan Chonghuan's ability is actually not very good, it is not known whether Nurhachi was killed by shelling, and after he passed through Liaodong, he did not make great achievements. After the Manchu Qing Dynasty broke through, Yuan Chonghuan did not dare to resist head-on, in comparison, Lu Xiangsheng was much taller. The reason why he was cut by Chongzhen is probably because Chongzhen felt that he had been deceived, because Yuan Chonghuan had sworn to him to pacify Liaodong Yunyun in a few years.

The Mao Fan and Yuan Fan of later generations are just the two opposites spawned by the 'discord plan' that I don't know exists, in order to make my views more convincing, so I am very Mao and Yuan. Whether it's Mao or Yuan, it's not good. The reason why Yuan Chonghuan is considered by many people to be the 'savior' of the late Ming Dynasty is that it was praised by the Manchu Qing Dynasty to show Chongzhen's mediocrity.

The officials who really had the ability in the late Ming Dynasty should be Lu Xiangsheng and Sun Chuanting, one is good at field warfare and the other is good at management. As for Hong Chengchou, he took personal gains and losses too seriously, and finally became a Han anniversary.

Zhao Yan deduced from the middle-aged man's words that if he really went back to ancient times, the time should be shortly after Kong Youde's rebellion.

The Denglai Rebellion created by Kong Youde lasted for two years, affecting more than 10 counties in 2 prefectures. The spread of this rebellion was mainly due to the mistakes of the Ming government's axe policy. Before Kong Youde's rebellion, Ming Zhengaxe failed to guard against these arrogant generals under Mao Wenlong. After the rebellion, most of the officials of the Ming government blindly took the lead and missed the opportunity. For example, at the beginning of the rebellion, Kong Youde's troops passed through Qingzhou, only more than 1,000 people, Yu Dacheng led 3,000 troops to pursue it very easily, but let it go, so that Kong Youde's rebels could get a respite, and they were able to rapidly expand their ranks, connecting more than 10 county seats, capturing or killing two governors of Denglai and one governor of Shandong, and Gyeonggi was shaken.

Zhao Yan leaned on the couch and hooked up the curtains to look out.

The chaos in his mind is whether he was tricked or really in the late Ming Dynasty.

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After walking on this road for a long time, Zhao Yan was finally shocked.

Along the way, corpses and white bones are everywhere, and from time to time you can see wild dogs gnawing on corpses, all of them are strong, and their eyes are fierce after seeing people.

There are a lot of villages along the way, but they are all dead silent, only occasionally you can see some people, and the farmland along the way is even more barren, dozens of acres, only one or two acres of land are planted with crops.

This is definitely not a scene that modern people can arrange, originally Zhao Yan thought that he might have run to a place similar to "Truman", but now it seems that this possible surname is almost equal to zero.

really returned to ancient times, and it was still the end of the Ming Dynasty when human life was like grass mustard, the Ming Dynasty was stormy, internal and external troubles continued, and natural disasters [***] were raging.

Zhao Yan was surprisingly calm, and even calmed down so much that he was a little flustered, his calmness stemmed from his grasp, and he learned a lot of things in the research institute before crossing over, and he could use it in this era.

Suddenly, the lewd smile of the obscene doctor couldn't help but appear in his mind, and Zhao Yan was suddenly shocked in his heart, could it be that all this was arranged by that guy?

Could it be that the old guy already knew that he was going to run back to antiquity?

Thinking of the mystery of that research institute, Zhao Yan couldn't help but shudder in his heart, maybe he was a guinea pig who didn't know anything before.

He still hasn't hung up in the experiment, but this body turned out to be not his, and he didn't know the identity of the original owner of this body, but there were thirty or forty people around to escort him, and his status was obviously not low.

So Zhao Yan plans to wait and see what happens, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge!

After seeing the depressed scene all the way, Zhao Yan's mood was also a little gloomy. This Dengzhou land is not only bleak, but also rampant bandits, and there are several bandits on the road.

Fortunately, there were more people on his side, and under the escort of dozens of young and strong people, those bandits did not have the idea of beating his team.

Along the official road, I passed by a place called Beima Town, which was already dilapidated, and several people were sitting on the side of the road, holding a cauldron, not knowing what they were doing.

When I looked closer, I saw that it was cooking meat. On the edge of the cauldron was a corpse cut to pieces, and a man was cutting flesh on the corpse and throwing it into the cauldron.

Zhao Yan covered his mouth, felt a wave of nausea, and hurriedly lowered the curtain. He had seen many descriptions of these pictures in the history books, but when he actually saw them, he was frightened.

With a sigh, Suo lay down in the carriage and slept.

When he woke up, it was the middle-aged man who was driving the horse in front of him who woke him up, "Childe, you're home." ”

Zhao Yan got out of the carriage with sleepy eyes, looked around, and found that this place was in a mountainous area, and in front of it was a small fort five or six meters high.

"Where is this?" Zhao Yan thought in his heart.

At this moment, I saw a woman in plain clothes with a group of people rushing here, and the middle-aged woman saw Zhao Yan and shouted sadly: "Yan'er! ”

Then he hugged him and cried, which made Zhao Yan a little right.

"Madame...... What are you? The middle-aged man on the side couldn't help but ask in surprise when he saw the plain clothes the woman was wearing.

"In the letter, I was afraid that Yan'er would be worried, so I didn't mention that last year, your lord took people to the county seat to take care of the shops, but the county town was attacked by the damn Kong Youde, and the lord ......" The woman couldn't cry as she spoke.

"Master......" When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately knelt down with a thud, and he couldn't cry. Zhao Yan's expression was slightly sluggish, but he didn't react.

"Yan'er...... You ......" The woman suddenly felt that her son was a little strange, and the middle-aged man who was kneeling on the ground hurriedly raised his head at this moment and said: "Madam, the little sin deserves to die for not taking good care of the son, the son fell on the way back, and now he can't remember anything, please punish the lady." ”

"Hey! Oh my life! Oh my life! The woman wiped her tears and waved her hand, saying, "Well, let's go back and talk about it!" ”

Zhao Yan was hesitant about how to deal with it so that he wouldn't be able to wear a goof, and when he heard the middle-aged man's words at this moment, he was overjoyed, and immediately made up his mind, as long as he pretended to be stupid, it would be OK.

The woman took Zhao Yan's arm and led the person towards the small castle. The small fort was more than six meters high, and there were many holes on it.

At first glance, this building is a fortress built by local tyrants in the Ming Dynasty.

The Ming Dynasty's control over the localities was very weak, the landlords were the dominant power, and the practice of building forts for self-preservation was prevalent, most of which were destroyed in war, but even in the 21st century, they are often seen.

For example, the famous tourist attractions such as Yongding Tulou were built by wealthy people in the Ming Dynasty. There are also many villages where the buildings are criss-crossed, forming a gossip and nine palace arrays, and the alleys inside are winding around, and outsiders will lose their way if they rashly enter twice.

Forts are generally uninhabitable, and only hide in them when foreign enemies invade. Zhao Yan and the group came to a nice house, although this house is not magnificent, it can be regarded as a place where a high-class family lives.

The woman did not hold the middle-aged man responsible, and asked Zhao Yan after sitting down in the house; "Yan'er, do you remember anything?"

Zhao Yan nodded, shook his head again, and pretended to be stupid and said, "This place is very familiar, but I don't remember what place it is." ”

"What did the doctor say?" The woman turned to the middle-aged man and asked.

"The doctor said that Childe should be able to remember some things slowly, and whether he can recover depends on luck." The middle-aged man said truthfully.

"Hey, the Zhao family is destined to have this catastrophe!" The woman sighed, and her face was sad. Ban Xiang said to the middle-aged man: "Zhao Quan, take someone down to rest first!" It's the road. ”

"Yes, ma'am." Zhao Quan retreated. Zhao Yan was the only one left in the house, and there was another maid standing aside.

The woman then said something to Zhao Yan, and Zhao Yan, a Xibei product, naturally didn't dare to say anything, and continued to pretend to be stupid, and let me get through the test first.

"Yan'er, don't think about anything, take care of your body first, your father has gone, and you will be at ease in your mother." The woman patted the back of Zhao Yan's hand, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes sadly as she spoke.

"Oh!" Zhao Yan nodded, as if he had passed the test.

"Xiaoyuan, take your son to rest!" The woman said to the maid beside her.

"Yes, ma'am." The maid was delicate, and her soft voice was very beautiful, and she led Zhao Yan down.

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