Nanjing City!

This is the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, Jinling, elegant out of the dust, just hearing this name, people can't help but think of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, green thousands of miles, green umbrella beauty, that scroll of books, the end of the intoxication.

It's just that Zhu Yuanzhang, the Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, later unified the whole country and expelled the Northern Yuan, first sealing Kaifeng as Beijing, and Jinling as Nanjing.

The name has changed to cheesy, but as the capital of the Ming Dynasty, at the foot of the Son of Heaven, the majestic palace, layers of Qin bricks and Han tiles, purple pillars and golden beams, are extremely luxurious, standing double platforms on the left and right, two corners of the platform in front of the palace, sundials in the east, and Jialiang in the west.

The Qinhuai River stretches like a jade belt, quiet and beautiful. The river is like a house moving forward slowly, turning left and right. It caresses the riverbank, whispers the riverbed, and the sound of the water is silent. The poetry of talented and beautiful women ripples with the waves.

Qixia Temple, Jiming Temple, Lingjue Temple, incense flourishes, in this hot June, the monks have struck the bell from time to time, the distant and profound Sanskrit sound is intertwined with the hustle and bustle of the world in Nanjing, just like the capital of the gods, the bustling millions of people, as if they are all in the morning sun that erupts from the eastern sky.

In the ancient alleys of Nanjing, in each square, the snack bars are full of customers, and the firewood under the stove is jumping brightly and warmly on the snack stalls. The owner of the snack bar was busy and sweaty, but his face was full of enthusiasm for his customers and joy for making money.

The shirtless Master Liu was "bangbang" and made baked cakes......

Master Wu, who came again, opened the steamer, and the white air was steaming, and the fragrance of his face was overflowing......

The old man Han, who had two mustaches that were curved like hooks, took the freshly baked sesame Hu Cake out of the oven one by one with a bamboo tong, neat and skillful, carelessly, and placed it in the bamboo basket like a flower, and the sesame Hu Cake was golden and crisp and fragrant......

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl with a blue cloth apron around her waist, her sleeves rolled up, and two white arms exposed, were working and greeting the guests warmly.

However, all this excitement was theirs, and Chen Yuan had nothing.

He was standing in a living room with a blank face, and a statue of Guan Gong was hung on the wall in the middle of the living room, like a table with eight immortals under it, and an incense table on the table, and a beckoning little golden man on both sides. There are a lot of incense and candles left over in the incense case, and it is obvious that the owner often worships them.

The living room is relatively large, with six spray-painted pillars, but not poetry articles, but the Spring Festival couplets left during the Spring Festival, although half a year has passed, the red has not faded much.

"Who am I?"

"Where am I from?"

"Where am I going?"

Chen Yuan asked himself over and over again, asking this simple and philosophical question. Of course, he wasn't thinking about philosophy, but he really didn't know who he was.

He only remembered that he was an ordinary person in the 21st century, ordinary-looking, already 30 years old, after graduation, he was admitted to the civil service, he had no background and did not like to socialize, he had survived for six years, he was still a small clerk in family planning, and he still had parents at home.

It was so plain, but there were unforeseen circumstances, he was brought into the whirlpool of online gambling, resulting in a debt of 500,000, after sobering up, his girlfriend left, he was disheartened, and then he wanted to write a novel to earn money to pay off his debts, but he wrote five million words, four novels, and a novel failed to sign a contract, because there was no creativity, he was deeply aware that he was talking about dreams at the age of twenty, talking about survival at the age of thirty, and he realized that his thinking was deeply outdated, so he read the current trend of thought day and night for several months, and saw all over Ye Chen's empress pregnancy terrier, I have seen all the Hongjun Ancestor Terriers, and I have seen all the crooked mouth God of War Terriers, and it even involves a fetus and ten treasure terriers.

In the end, it was found that those so-called ordinary people are all holding the golden key, the so-called cold door, in front of the golden key, everything is not important.

The protagonist in the book, who has no ancient identity or domineering identity, is embarrassed to show up.

As for those with snakes, cats, dogs and even maggots as the protagonists, it gave Chen Yuan goosebumps.

Chen Yuan, who was a grassroots clerk, fell asleep in the middle of the night with red eyes in disappointment.

However, he didn't know that the next day, he was found in the dormitory by his colleagues, and the cause was sudden death.

Now he is talking to a woman with a cold and disgusted facial expression, what "Yan'er is smart and virtuous, and her beauty is famous for her beauty and eight towns", what "Ten miles and eight towns have broken the threshold of my family early when she proposed marriage to Yan'er", what "If it weren't for the friendship between our two families in the early years, you and Yan'er made a marriage contract, and it wouldn't be ......"

Chen Yuan's head was buzzing, he had just made up his mind to write a time-traveling novel with the protagonist domineering and leaking, but how weird, why did I suddenly stand here, wasn't I sleeping? Are you dreaming?

The woman chattered for a long time, and then said to Chen Yuan: "Do you agree?" ”

The woman's eyes were like electricity, Chen Yuan was shocked, and he saw another man with a big belly and a fat face in the house and the old servant looking at him, Chen Yuan relieved himself for a long time, and said, "Agree, agree to what?" ”

The woman's eyes were even colder, and the man hurriedly sat up, and said with a difficult face: "Virtuous nephew, I know that your family has been passed down for three generations, and you have wronged you by coming to my house, but you, hey, ......"

Three generations of single transmission? I'm not, I have brothers, and my parents have five or six brothers? Chen Yuan thought it was funny, this dream was real, and he came to the door. Think about your debts, think about your inability to make money, think about your parents' expectations, do you really want one, Auntie, don't I want to struggle?

Since it was a dream, Chen Yuan didn't care about the problem of coming to the door, but smiled at the middle-aged man in a wide green shirt: "Uncle, what are you playing?" Knowing that I don't have a girlfriend in reality, you stuff your daughter to me in your dreams? Your daughter won't be like a flower, hey, why did I still wear a caftan in my dream and become an ancient person? Ah, my hair, why is it so long. ”

Chen Yuan was shocked, touched his head with both hands, and a wooden hairpin held his hair in place, and it was bound with a white strap that hung from his shoulders to his chest.

What's the situation? Chen Yuan was stunned again.

"Rude." The woman was furious and cried out, "Your mother has begged me in all her presence, saying that you are knowledgeable and courteous, and that you are so frivolous, then this marriage is ......."

"Madame is angry, Madame is angry." The man hurriedly smiled and went to his wife to play a round, and said in a low voice, "Everyone knows that I promised Yan'er to Chen Yuan, if I regret it like this, I won't be able to gain a foothold in Nanjing." ”

A businessman pursues profits, and his reputation can make him rich, but once his reputation fails, it will be difficult to recover.

The woman was furious and scolded: "It's all because you are a fool, you got drunk, and made a marriage contract with Raushzi, which ruined my Yan'er's life." ”

The women of "ghosts on their backs", "gluttonies", and "hungry tuberculosis" scolded them all the time, and the middle-aged man knew that he was at a loss, so he kept bowing his head and laughing.

"I don't care, I hurt Yan'er, I hate you all my life, why is my Yan'er's life so bitter." The woman wept as she spoke, and no matter where she was, she threw her hand and went out, and the old servant hurried to follow.

Leaving the middle-aged man, he looked back at Chen Yuan, with a look of disappointment and struggle, hesitated for a long time, and then said slowly: "Virtuous nephew, you don't have to worry about your aunt, I'll ask you, I want you to come to my house to join you, Yan'er, do you marry or not?" ”