The top of Mount Tai, the gust of wind is slow, a few thin clouds are dotted around, and it is all white and vast to look down the mountain, although the scenery here is not endlessly beautiful, but it also reveals a fairy spirit that despises the world and does not eat the fireworks of the world.

With such a scene, I always felt that I had to recite something to express my feelings, so Zhang Lu took a deep breath and roared loudly at the surrounding clouds and mist: "It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see all the mountains at a glance!" It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance! It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance! ”

Hey, this is not the number of words in this author's water, it is really Zhang Lu has not studied very well since he was a child, and he thought about it for a long time before he remembered these two sentences, just because he didn't remember the previous ones, so he roared three times in a row.

The long echo lingered on the top of the mountain, making Zhang Lu feel a lot more relaxed, so he closed his eyes and quietly felt this freedom and tranquility.

Mountaineering is physical work, and the recitation just now made Zhang Lu a little brain deprivation, and at this moment he is closing his eyes again, coupled with a gust of breeze...... Presumably all the officials must have guessed it, yes, that's right, it's such a cliché plot, Zhang Lu was unstable on the soles of his feet, and he fell from the top of Mount Tai like this......

Life is tenacious, just like the grass can grow tenaciously in the cracks of the wall, but more often life is also fragile, just like falling from the top of Mount Tai, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

Of course, God also gives each life a unique meaning, perhaps seeing that Zhang Lu is too young, his story is not over because of the passing of this period of life......

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In the midst of the turmoil, Zhang Lu woke up slowly, although he had a splitting headache, he still tried to open his eyes.

Look around, the space you are in is not large, the sun shines through the curtain on one side of a few wisps, the surrounding wooden decorations, it looks antique, there is a young man in ancient costume in the corner with his eyes slightly closed and leaning there, as if he is taking a nap.

Where is this? Why do you have a bad headache? Zhang Lu closed his eyes again and recalled carefully in his mind......

I went to Mount Tai with my colleagues in the company, well, and then ...... My brain is deprived of oxygen, and the instability under my feet seems to have fallen off a cliff? I don't know how my injuries are, but now I seem to be saved......

Thinking that he had figured out the cause and effect, Zhang Lu opened his eyes again, and he was secretly glad in his heart that he could survive after falling off the cliff, and there was no one else who was lucky, and he was also aware of his hands and feet, and the injury was not too serious.

Zhang Zhen tried to get up, but this action seemed to involve injuries on his body, which suddenly made him feel terrible pain all over his body, Zhang Zhen gasped and couldn't help moaning.

This moan alarmed the young man in ancient costume in the corner, the young man rubbed his eyes and woke up from a nap, and when he saw Zhang Lu wake up, he immediately said excitedly: "Brother Zhen, you have finally woken up!" ”

The young man looked very excited, but Zhang Lu was confused, the young man in front of him looked no more than eleven or twelve years old, how could he shout "Brother Lu" to himself?

The young man looked at Zhang Zhen carefully, touched his forehead again, and then stretched his head outside the curtain and shouted excitedly: "Dad, Brother Zhen is awake, Brother Zhen is awake!" ”

I could only hear the sound of "hoo" outside, and the feeling of jolting disappeared. Zhang Zhen opened his eyes wide and looked around again, and he ...... It can't be on top of a carriage, right? What age is this? Rescue people with horse-drawn carriages? Should I get a helicopter?

In a matter of moments, the carriage door was opened, and a middle-aged man entered, with a beard on his back and a beard on his face.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Chen, he was so excited that tears flowed down, he approached slowly, as if he was afraid of hurting Zhang Rong, but in the end he still hugged Zhang Zhen and sobbed softly: "You are awake, it's all because the uncle didn't take care of you, if you have three long and two short, how can I explain to your dead father?" ”

Zhang Zhen shook his head vigorously, did he fall off the cliff and was injured and hallucinated? Or did the middle-aged man in front of him recognize the wrong person? I don't have an uncle, besides, my father and mother are physically tough, and they have been living well. Zhang Lu looked helpless, and silently cursed this middle-aged man who couldn't speak in his heart, your father and mother are gone! Your whole family is three long and two short! No, there are no three longs! Your whole family is short!

Seeing that Zhang Lu didn't reply, the middle-aged man asked again: "Is he still unwell?" Why don't you ignore the uncle? ”

Being held by a man with five big and three thick really made Zhang Lu feel awkward, but now he couldn't use his strength, so he had to say embarrassedly: "That, did you recognize the wrong person?" ”

The middle-aged man looked surprised and said, "What? Don't you recognize your uncle? ”

Seeing that the middle-aged man looked serious, Zhang Zhen thought about it carefully again, and confirmed that there was indeed no uncle in his memory, so he nodded helplessly.

The young man on the side also stepped forward and hurriedly asked, "Does that brother still recognize me?" I'm your assistant brother! ”

Brother Fu? What the heck? There are a few cousins and cousins, but my brother really doesn't have one, and besides, this age is not right. Zhang Lu could only shake his head again.

The young man immediately asked the middle-aged man, "Dad, why doesn't my brother know us?" ”

The middle-aged man sighed lightly, showed a sad expression, and said: "Xu hurt his head and forgot about us, but this time it is also dangerous, it is always good to be alive, it doesn't matter if you forget, let's talk to him slowly." ”

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It wasn't until three days later that Zhang Zhen really figured out the situation, he fell off the cliff and should have died, but his soul also crossed over to a young boy of the same name. Now it is the seventh year of the Heavenly Yuan. When I heard this era name for the first time, Zhang Lu, who lacked knowledge, was more or less confused, I knew that I could cross over, and it was good to learn more about history, but it was too late to say anything now.

As for the middle-aged man, he is the uncle of the original owner of this body, named Zhang Yu, who is the prefect of the Privy Council of the Great Yuan, which at least makes Zhang Lu understand that he has now traveled back to the Yuan Dynasty, and a Han person can be such a great official in the Yuan Dynasty, and his ability to come is not low.

The young man in ancient costume is named Zhang Fu, Zhang Yu's only son, he is eleven years old, and Zhang Yu has to call "Brother Fu" on weekdays.

Zhang Zhen looked at his little arms and legs, and suddenly changed from an adult to a nine-year-old child, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sad. Thinking about the owner of his body is also sad enough, it was originally a martial arts family, but the world is impermanent, his father died on the battlefield, and his mother also died of grief, but fortunately there is an uncle, otherwise he would have to starve to death. After that, it was this trip, and the thief who got in the way was killed halfway, and the thief was beaten away after a fierce fight, but the original Zhang Lu was afraid, he crashed into the carriage and fainted, hey, I don't know where the soul of the original owner of this body went.

Zhang Lu smiled miserably, he was still sad for the original owner of the body, but what about himself? Although my parents are still alive, I never see each other again.

Forget it, I still don't want these unhappy things, as long as I live, it's good, and besides, I haven't crossed over to the children of the official eunuchs this time, and I want to live a good life in the future, at least it's fine clothes and food, at least I can marry a daughter-in-law with three or five rooms in the future, right?

The optimistic Zhang Lu lifted the curtain, looked at the original ecological environment outside, and then turned to Zhang Fu and said, "That, Brother Fu?" Where are we going? ”

Zhang Fu replied: "I heard my father say that he wants to go back to his hometown to worship his ancestors. ”

Zhang Yan thought for a moment and asked: "Returning to the hometown to worship the ancestors is a big deal, an official as big as an uncle, isn't our convoy too shabby to look at?" ”

Zhang Fu looked at Zhang Yuan with concern and said: "It seems that Brother Zhen has really forgotten everything, and when he returns to his hometown to worship his ancestors, he will enter the customs, and now the customs is already the world of the Ming Dynasty, and we are the officials of the Great Yuan, so we naturally have to dress up as a caravan." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Lu's whole person seemed to be hit by electricity, no, no, no, this is being struck by electricity, it is simply a thunderbolt, even if he lacks historical knowledge, he knows that Da Ming will eventually destroy Da Yuan, and he has become the family of Da Yuan officials through a time, and he has to go to Da Ming's territory to worship his ancestors, isn't this a sheep into the tiger's mouth? Isn't this death?