When Wang Han woke up, he was lying on a straw mat, a dilapidated hut, and a woman in her thirties was taking care of him, looking at him and laughing, "Bao'er is awake, so I am worried about my mother." ”

Wang Han wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't control his body, and tried to speak, but his mouth only moved, and his tongue was also numb, so he could only whine in vain.

Wang Han knew that this was because the conscious mind and the body were not yet fully compatible, and Wang Han had experience in this state, and he also felt this way when he wore the mechanical exoskeleton battle armor for the first time. This is true for both human newborns, which take a while to get used to.

Although his body could not move, Wang Han was happy in his heart, and his life meant that the crossing was successful, and it also meant that mankind would be saved after a thousand years.

At the same time, a lot of knowledge that he hadn't seen before popped up in his mind, and there was another piece of information about Liu Qing's memory, although it was only three days, which also made Wang Han sigh.

For the sake of sacrifice and ambition, dare to change the sun and the moon to a new day. This is what Liu Qing told him before the crossing, with a strong sense of tragedy.

It's worth sacrificing one world to create another, Liu Qing said.

Thinking about it, Liu Qing's image gradually blurred until it disappeared, and Wang Han only remembered the last sentence she said: "Even if it is for me, you have to work hard." ”

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After seven or eight days of conditioning, Wang Han's complexion has improved a lot, his mind and body have been perfectly matched, not only can he get out of bed, but he has no problem running and jumping.

After lunch, I went to the backyard to practice flying stones, at first there was no feel, the strength of the head was not enough, I practiced more than ten times, the feeling came up, and I knocked down three turtledoves in a row, which was gratifying Wang Han, who came to the Great Song Dynasty for more than a week, and finally opened the meat.

According to Zhang's words, Wang Han was born in the second year of Yuan You, that is, in 1087 AD, and now it is the third year of Yuan Fu, that is, in 1100 AD.

Thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys, when they are growing their bodies, how can they eat bran wheat rice for a meal?

If it's just for himself, Wang Han doesn't care, he can live a nourishing life in whatever he looks like, but he shoulders the heavy responsibility of revitalizing human civilization to avoid the end of the world, and now this small body is absolutely not enough.

Zhang also knew that his son was growing his body, and the three turtledoves were stripped and chopped, mixed with bran flour, and went to the second sister-in-law's house next door with a cheeky face to borrow a lot of oil, and used salt, and stirred it with wheat rice, which was regarded as a compensation for his son after recovering from a long illness.

As a result, Wang Han was still frowning and difficult to swallow.

The taste is so bad that I can't eat the bran anymore, I have to find a way to eat the meat.

At night, Zhang's lights went out early to rest, but Wang Han couldn't sleep, closed his eyes and waited, listened to the midnight, got dressed and got out of bed, went up the wall from the backyard, and stepped on the roof ridge.

The house buildings of the Great Song Dynasty are too low compared with later generations, except for the courtyard walls of large families with a height of three meters, most of the ordinary people are women's walls, and the height is only two meters, which is like walking on the ground for Wang Han.

To be a snitch is also a last resort, to promote human civilization, then you must become a hero of the times, this is a plan formulated by 600 academicians of science after the study and discussion of the social environment of the Northern Song Dynasty, Wang Han's ability is absolutely enough, otherwise the Damo Academy will not choose him to carry out the task.

It's just that the body that has crossed over and attached to it is too poor, in this era of cold weapons, a weak body can't become a big thing, he must first cultivate his body to the top.

Taizu once said: The body is the capital of the revolution.

After half an hour of screening, Wang Han chose a house behind the Big Buddha Temple, because his home is relatively remote.

He lay on the ridge of the roof and watched for a while, there was no one walking in the courtyard, throwing stones to ask for directions, and there was no dog, so great good, he could act boldly.

In the afternoon, he ate three turtledoves, and his strength was very good, although he was not comparable to the original Wang Han, but it was more than enough to be a snitch, the only difficulty was that he had never been a snitch, and he didn't know where the money of the rich and noble people was hidden, so he could only find it by feeling.

He jumped into the courtyard, hugged the pillar and blew out the lantern, and then hung upside down on the porch, his fingers piercing the paper window and looking in, it seemed to be a living room, with many wooden furniture and calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

Push the door, the door is closed, look down, the door is stuck in the stone trough, this is difficult, this is a solid wood door, closed from the inside, it is difficult to open outside.

So Wang Han gave up, looked around, there was a two-story building behind, and the upstairs window was open, so he went back to the room and went to the second floor.

It's mid-June, it's early summer in Tokyo, and most people sleep without closing their windows to ventilate.

Wang Han didn't understand, stepped in from the window, lightly moved, and as soon as he landed, he was stunned and didn't dare to act rashly.

Directly opposite, there was a wooden bed on which someone was asleep.

Looking through the moonlight, it was a little girl, covered with a thin quilt, and sleeping fragrantly. On the left hand side of Wang Han, there is a full moon arched porch with a large gauze tent bed.

Seeing this, Wang Han was overjoyed and guessed that it was the maid who slept outside the house, and the owner slept inside the house, and the money must be hidden in the master's room.

This kind of bedroom layout is unbelievable in the eyes of later generations, and the maid and the master are separated by a wooden plank, not afraid that private words will be overheard? In fact, this is a lot of concern for later generations, the ancient rich and noble family, the personal maid has not been used by the male owner? Even Jia's mother said that there is no cat that does not steal.

Such a layout is mainly for the convenience of the owner, and there is a good order to take care of it at night.

Wang Han walked into the archway, and the fragrance of the book was strong, and there was a kind of rouge fragrance, which made him feel relaxed and happy, and he finally smelled a good smell after coming to the Great Song Dynasty for many days.

But it just tastes good, and the three drawers of the desk are open, and there are books in it except for books. Finally found the jewelry box, there seems to be a treasure in it, just look at the moonlight, a pair of pearl earrings, a jade necklace, I can't figure out if it's valuable, but the golden hairpin must be valuable, and I will talk about it after receiving it.

Then I continued to search, muttering in my heart, such a big house, there are only these few pieces of jewelry, and the owner is really buckle. In the past, when I looked at the information, it was said that the Song people liked to hide money in the wall, and Wang Han couldn't find any good things, so he went to touch the wall and lifted the paintings on the wall to see behind them.

As a result, he found nothing, and he wondered, could it be put on the bed? Thinking boldly, I walked towards the yarn tent and saw the heart-pounding scenery again.

There was only one person in the gauze tent, and it was a girl with a wonderful figure, covered with a tulle quilt, and her upper body was loosely dressed, revealing some indescribable content, which made his blood gush, and in two or three seconds, Wang Han's body changed, which was the first time he had traveled to the Great Song Dynasty.

A few days ago, Wang Han didn't even have Uncle Chen, he thought that this body was lacking in nutrients and had not yet fully developed.

That girl is really moving, even if Wang Han has already read countless films, to the point that there is a code in his eyes and an uncensored heart, seeing such a fairy, it is like being sucked away from his soul, and he is stunned.

After watching it for four or five minutes, he swallowed his saliva, dispelled some bad thoughts, and said in his heart: We are here to save the lives of six billion people in the future, how can we do such a thing as stealing incense and stealing jade?

Thinking of reaching out, he opened the gauze tent, and touched the box inside the girl to see if there was any money inside.

As a result, the box had a lock, his fingers touched, Wang Han was a thief, and quickly withdrew his hand, shortened his body, and hid under the bed.

The girl on the bed woke up, turned over, sat up, and made a noise, so frightened that Wang Han's soul flew into the sky, lying under the bed and looking sideways, and saw a pair of white jade barefoot falling, stepping on embroidered shoes, and wearing shoes.

Wang Han's eyes were fixed on Yuzu, watching her walk towards the northwest corner, and his heart beat faster.

Where is there a small wooden barrel in the northwest corner, Wang Han just lifted the lid and looked at it, thinking that it contained money, but it turned out to be a toilet.

The jade foot passed, the girl's skirt was lifted, and she sat down.

Wang Han immediately closed his eyes, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Oh, my God! In ancient times, women slept in a vacuum.

The girl finished the solution, but did not sleep, but sat down at the desk, lit the oil lamp, and took the book to read.

This can suffocate Wang Han, he complains bitterly in his heart, it is rare to be a snitch, the first time he encounters this kind of thing, is it possible to become a dignified savior, and he will be planted in the hands of a girl in the Song Dynasty?

The girl not only reads, but also picks up the pen to write, lifts it up and does not write, hesitates for a long time, puts back the pen, continues to read, outside the sound of five watches, the girl is tired again, turns off the light, and returns to bed to sleep.

Wang Han lay on the ground, saying in his heart that it was so bitter, if it was another night, he would not be able to go out and knock her out, and there was no way to expose it.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the breath on the bed was calm, it should be asleep, Wang Han didn't dare to wait any longer, came out of the bed, and prepared to jump out of the window. When he was about to leave, his eyes inadvertently swept over the paper spread out on the table, and he was immediately stunned.

Wang Han didn't study calligraphy, so he couldn't tell whether the font was good or bad, and what shocked him was only the content.

It reads: Chang Ji Xi Pavilion at dusk, drunk and don't know the way back. Returning to the boat at night, he strayed into the depths of the lotus flower. Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons.

Although Wang Han is not highly educated, he also knows a few poems, and he is familiar with this one, isn't this the famous work of Li Qingzhao, the first talented woman in the ages?

Thinking of this, Wang Han was excited, and looked back again, the girl on the bed was lying on her side, her hair was like a waterfall, her eyebrows were picturesque, and she was indescribably quiet and lovely.

This is still the state when she closes her eyes, and if she opens her eyes, she doesn't know how beautiful it is.

Wang Han was so upset that he didn't dare to look more, so he jumped out of the window.

Lying back on his straw mat, Wang Han's mind couldn't calm down, and he said that the world was too crazy, but he was just a random thief, and he actually stole Li Qingzhao's house and saw it......

Hey, talented women are also people.

Thinking about taking out the golden hairpin, it is really like a person, elegant and exquisite, revealing a fairy atmosphere.

According to historical records, although Li Qingzhao is both talented and beautiful, but her fate is very bumpy, she married Zhao Mingcheng, but she couldn't get pregnant, so the talented woman has been burdened with many years of worldly strange eyes, until she accepted a concubine for Zhao Mingcheng, and the concubine couldn't give birth to a child, everyone knew that it was Zhao Mingcheng's problem, and Li Qingzhao was wrong.

The marriage is unfortunate, but Zhao Mingcheng is still an unlucky ghost, the official luck is not smooth, he died early, leaving Li Qingzhao alone, helpless, and the calligraphy and painting utensils that have been accumulated for many years are robbed and stolen, and he was deceived by the thief Zhang Ruzhou into marriage, thinking that she had money, but after marriage, he found that he had no money, and he punched and kicked her.

According to the law of the Great Song Dynasty, his wife sued her husband to be imprisoned for three years, but fortunately, with the help of her friends, she was released after only nine days in prison, but she was also severely traumatized physically and mentally.

Since then, Li Qingzhao has lived alone, encyclopedia note: Li Qingzhao passed away quietly in extreme loneliness and desolation with lingering thoughts of his dead relatives and infinite disappointment in his homeland.

There is no place to go!

Good fairy, how can this be the result?

Wang Han was not convinced, sat up with a sigh of relief, and said hatefully: Men are afraid of entering the wrong business, women are afraid of marrying the wrong man, it must be Li Qingzhao who is unladylike and marries Zhao Mingcheng, an eggless ghost, who only knows how to talk empty and has no male courage, so he will end up like this.

Since he has the heavy responsibility of changing history, he should start by changing Li Qingzhao's fate. Thinking of this, Wang Han's heart warmed.