He was a hostage in the Jin Army for two months, and he had a good life, without food and clothing, but he was not hungry.

Although he was almost stabbed into a hedgehog by a sword and sword, he finally didn't die. Not dying is the greatest blessing.

When he went out of the city to Jinying as a hostage, the emperor's important ministers gave him a warm farewell, and tears were stained on his sleeves, which was a touching situation! At this moment, when I returned to Bianliang, it was extremely deserted, just a bicycle and a horse, and only one groom accompanied by me, which was extremely desolate. No one cared about him as a prince, nor did they pay attention to him.

In this way, Zhao Pu returned to the mansion.

When I returned to the mansion, it was very deserted, the ground had not been cleaned for a long time, the leaves on the ground were flying, and there were a few beggars lying on the ground, weak and seemingly dying at any time, all of them were hungry.

"Go knock!" Zhao Pudao.

The groom got out of the carriage and went to knock on the door, and the sound of "dangdang" continued, but after knocking for a long time, there was no one.

"How so?" Zhao Pu stepped forward and pushed the door, the door was blocked, and he couldn't push it, and when he looked through the crack in the door, the door was completely blocked, and it was impossible to get in. There was no way, so I had to move the ladder, the ladder was erected on the wall, and Zhao Pu turned over and entered the courtyard.

This used to be the palace, maids and servants, small servants and other hundreds, there are many flowers in the courtyard, green trees, all kinds of decoration, are magnificent, after all, it is too simple, but also lose the face of the royal family. In this era when scholars and doctors dominate together, face is everything, and face is better than everything.

However, at this moment there were no maids and servants, and it was a mess, as if it were a bad bandit, and all the valuable things were robbed, and the worthless things were thrown all over the ground. The flowers and plants that had just bloomed, and the green leaves that had just grown on the trees were gone, and it seemed that they had been plucked by the hungry and finally eaten as food. The taste of leaves and flowers is not delicious, but it must be eaten if it is not delicious, and it is better than starvation.

"What's going on, it's disgusting!" Zhao Pu scolded. Two months ago, I lived a life of fine clothes and fine food; But two months later, it was like this.

Is this still the life of the prince? A phoenix with a falling hair is not as good as a chicken.

"Let's go!" Zhao Pu said, "Follow me, the prince, there is no future, do you still want to go?" ”

"Lord, how can the villain abandon the prince and leave, the villain is the prince's person in life, and the ghost of the prince in death!" The groom quickly fell to his knees and pleaded guilty again and again. At this moment, he thought that if he didn't eat at all, he would starve to death. In these years, starvation is a normal situation, and only by relying on this prince can he survive.

"What's your name?" Zhao Pu asked.

"The villain has no name, his name is Li San!"

"Take this for you, go out and buy some rice noodles and food, I'm hungry!" As he spoke, Zhao Pu threw the money bag over, there were scattered pieces of silver in the money bag, and a gold ingot, which was roughly estimated to be about a hundred yuan. Consistent money, equivalent to 1,000 yuan. In this era, the food, clothing, housing and transportation of a well-off family for a year only need five yuan. One hundred yuan can be said to be a huge amount of money.

Li Tianfu held the money bag, and his arm immediately trembled a little, there was too much money, and he panicked because there was too much.

"Go out and buy some food, I'm hungry!"

Li Tianfu restrained the excitement in his heart and walked out.

The obstacle at the gate of the mansion has been removed, Li Tianfu went to sell food, in the huge palace, only Zhao Pu was alone, extremely empty, Zhao Pu muttered: "This is a test for me, I hope you hold on." “

No one likes troubled times, especially those in power.

Troubled times mean that the old order is broken, people's hearts are fluctuating, etiquette is broken, and life is not guaranteed. In troubled times, trusting others easily is tantamount to putting your life in the hands of others.

Handing over the money bag to Li Tianfu is a test in itself to see if he can not be tempted in the face of huge amounts of money.

If Li Tianfu had greed in his heart and ran away with a huge amount of money, it would be worth spending a hundred yuan to realize the true face of a person; If he is not greedy, then take him as a confidant.

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Time passed little by little, and Zhao Pu's stomach began to growl.

Zhao Pu began to look for something to eat in the house, starting from the kitchen, going to all corners, digging three feet into the ground, looking for a long time, but still not finding a grain of rice.

"Tragedy, I'm glad I have this!" Zhao Pu took out two steamed buns from his arms, which he secretly hid before leaving the Jin Army, just for fear of starvation, in order to prevent accidents, and at this moment he finally solved the emergency. Nibbling on dry steamed buns, the taste is very bad, cold and dry, mixed with the smell of earth, but I can't scruple too much, or eat a full stomach.

The night came, but Li Tianfu didn't come back, it seemed that he was running away with his money bag.

"That's it!"

The money was swept away, and Li Tianfu never came back. Zhao Pu did not have a trace of loss in his heart, but secretly rejoiced that he met a person with a hundred yuan of money. One is tempted for a hundred dollars, so that the person should go away, so as not to be betrayed in the future.

Today's night is exceptionally bright, and the moon hangs in the middle of the sky, round and bright.

I wanted to light the lamp, but unfortunately there was no oil, so I could only look at the moon stupidly, the breeze blew, and Zhao Pu couldn't help but shrink his body.

At this moment, Zhao Pu was extremely lonely in his heart, he had no interest in chanting poetry or singing, he just felt very lonely and lost. It's been half a year since I crossed into this world, and I've been living like this, with no goals in life, no lofty ideas, just want to live, not be affected by the shame of Jingkang, and not be led by pigs and dogs after the city is broken, and captured to the north.

But in troubled times, it's hard to live!

Just now, Yao Pingzhong's night raid and robbery of the village, like a clown, a large number of innocent soldiers died. Most of them had no formal training, or were hastily trained, and they were driven to the barracks, then to the battlefield, and then massacred by the Jin army.

And in Bianliang City, people starve to death every day.

Dou rice is 800 Wen, Doumai is 700 Wen, donkey meat is 1,003 Wen, mutton is 1,200 Wen per catty, and pork is 1,100 Wen.

According to the usual money of 333 yuan, one bucket is equal to 10 catties, one catty of rice is about 26.4 yuan, one catty of wheat is 23.1 yuan, and one catty of donkey meat............

It can be said that there is no most expensive, only more expensive; There is no outrageous, only more outrageous.

Lighting the fire, roasting the fire, sitting by the fire, Zhao Pu was at a loss in his heart, not knowing what to do in the future!

Suddenly, Zhao Pu heard faint footsteps, and gradually approached, gently, the voice was very low, but he still heard it. Zhao Pu's heart tightened, his body subconsciously tensed, and with a touch of his right hand, he pulled out the dagger in his boots; With his left hand, he touched his waist and took out the pistol.

With the dagger for close defense, and with the lance for long-range attack, it is safe and worry-free. Whoever wants to harm him is looking for death.

In times of chaos, life is the least valuable, and there are many people who seek wealth and kill people.

"Bold!" Zhao Pu immediately shouted, turned around, pressed the trigger with his left hand, aimed at the person behind him, and fired a shot. It's a pity that the gunfire didn't go off, and no matter how hard I pressed the gun, it still didn't go off.

"It's over, it's over! Then the gun was fired, and it was really unreliable, and the quality was problematic. Zhao Pu had the urge to cry in his heart.

Quality is very important, no matter how powerful the technology is, without quality assurance, it is still paper-paste. Originally, it was planned that if there was an opportunity in the future, it would be better to form a firearms army and shoot people in a row. However, it seems that it is far from being possible, not to mention that the logistical support for firearms is insufficient, and the cost of silver is huge, that is, the quality is not up to standard, which seriously restricts development.

It seems that his idea is too naïve, there is no clean system, assembly line operations, precise measurements, powerful logistics, huge funds, strict training, etc., and he is simply unable to form a firearms army.

"Don't come here, I'm the prince of the Great Song Dynasty, if you hurt me, no one in heaven and on earth can save you!" Zhao Pu shouted, a little nervous. Only when you have strength can you have the confidence to speak. Then he fired the gun, which is his strength, where his confidence lies, and now he has become a burning stick, and he is not a cheater.

It's a pity that he won't be able to change the tendon meridian, won't be the nine yin and white bone claws, won't be able to descend the dragon and eighteen palms, won't be the nine swords, won't beat the dog stick, woo, how can he live. Let him be a little white and come forward to fight with the big thief, isn't this looking for death!

Burn the sticks, and burn the sticks. If you can't shoot an enemy, use it as a short stick.

In an instant, Zhao Pu's mind was full of thoughts, and he was mentally prepared for the worst.

"Lord Wang, is that you?" At this moment, a soft and charming voice came, flashing dark shadows, and a woman walked out.

"It's you, Ruixue!" Zhao Pu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. After all, it wasn't a burglar who broke into the house and killed someone, it turned out to be his own person. At the same time, I was also secretly lucky in my heart, thanks to the strike at the critical moment of the gun, otherwise it would be another accidental injury.

PS: Some people say that this book is not cool enough, which I admit, but there is no way to do it. The rice should be eaten one bite at a time, and the anti-gold should be taken step by step. There is no lottery system for pig's feet, there is no AK47, there is no Mauser gun, even if a rudimentary version of the flintlock pistol is made, not to mention the cost of money, there is still a problem with the quality, sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.

This is doomed, the pig's feet to resist gold is a long time, it will take more than ten years, even more than twenty years, or even more than thirty years to drive out the Jin country and restore the mountains and rivers.

From the August 1 Nanchang Uprising to the founding of New China, the Communist Party went through a total of 22 years before it succeeded, including setbacks, mistakes, and several times almost perished. This shows that it is difficult to fight the country.

And the pig's foot is just a prince of the Great Song Dynasty, to put it bluntly, he is a parasite, he can't lift his hands, he can't pick his shoulders, he doesn't have the courage to fight, his military strategy is almost zero, and his younger brother, Wenchen and military generals, is almost zero, it can be said that he is poor and white.

Under such circumstances, pig's feet are powerless to change the general trend of Jingkang's shame. It's not that the traverser doesn't give power, but the traverser needs to change the world step by step, and it will take more than ten years, or even longer.

This book has always respected history and can change in details, but it cannot be too outrageous.

Pig's feet are destined not to be able to use AK47, Gagarin machine guns, Miga rifles, etc. in the history of anti-Jin, because the scientific and technological level of the Song Dynasty is not up to standard, it cannot appear on a large scale, and there will be nothing too bloody.

There may be firearms, but they are still dominated by cold weapons.