The Ning family is poor, otherwise his father would not have to be a husband, and such a endowment can be redeemed.

Ning's mother's busy work for a year is enough for the teacher's behavior. Two acres of thin fields, it is difficult to mix food and clothing. Look at this dish, unknown wild vegetables, boiled in water. A pot of poop can only hold a bowl of Ning Caichen, and when he looks back, the pot is empty.

"Mother has eaten, you eat. There was nothing to eat, Ning's mother showed a strong smile, and only persuaded him to eat quickly.

The original Ning Caichen couldn't see it, but now he can't see it.

He brought the bowl to his mother, distributed half of it to her, and said, "Mother should eat much, and her son will not be hungry." ”

"No, no, much, much. My son should read and eat more. She refused.

Ever since he came, Ning Mu's bowl would always be half dry. He was young enough to hunt and eat by himself. And Ning's mother, under the labor and malnutrition, has long been old and decrepit.

"Mother, you are working harder and more tired, you should eat more. ”

Every time this sentence would cause Ning's mother to secretly wipe away tears. I felt that I was useless, and my son suffered. But I was very relieved, and felt that my son was not only good at reading, but also grew up.

Ning Caichen was even more ashamed, he knew that if he wanted to change his current life, he had to be famous.

After dinner, he began to study.

It's not that he doesn't want to help his mother wash and clean up the dishes and chopsticks, but his mother won't let him. Under the education of "gentleman's distant kitchen", this is not a gentleman's doing, it is a fall, and it is ridiculed by everyone.

Just reading, reading ancient books, he really can't read, he is the kind of person who has a headache in reading, otherwise he would not have changed from a lawyer's mouth to a hands-on one. I only moved it once, and then I wore it. Coming to such a world where the dead are tested, by the way, there are monsters......

This opening can speak, it is not a monster, and what can it be.

Monster?

Thinking like this, he immediately took out the "Yellow Court Inner Scene Sutra".

There are many legends in "The Interior of the Yellow Court", but there are two that can be reached by monsters. One says that it is a Taoist classic, and you can become an immortal by reciting the Yellow Court quietly, and the other says that Tianyan is forty-nine, and you can escape to one. There are not only three thousand avenues in the Yellow Court, but also a glimmer of life can be obtained by reciting the Yellow Court, when the catastrophe comes.

Jingyun: The yellow one, the color of the center. The courtiers are also among the four directions. The outside refers to things, that is, in the heavens, in people, and in the earth, and inside refers to things, that is, in the brain, in the heart, and in the spleen. Therefore, it is said that those who are in the Yellow Court also have ...... heart

Words are not difficult, but where is the way?

I don't understand, I don't understand it!

"Goo-"

How can a small half bowl of baba be enough for a young and strong meal.

Outside the house, the sound of the loom, Ning's mother was weaving. This is also a way to subsidize the family.

"Forget it. Sleep! Don't be hungry when you fall asleep. Ming said that he caught the little beast and read again. He lay down with his clothes.

As a modern man, he knew for the first time that real starvation was such a terrible thing.

When he fell asleep, he didn't know that the "Huangting Neijing Jingjing" on his desk actually emitted a brilliant light and flew up.

The book flew over his head, the pages opened, and lines of text went in and out. Like a butterfly, it flies around the book.

If you look closely, you can see that you are upright, self-cultivation and family leveling the world, words follow the law, export into the constitution, law, and divide the ground into a prison......

All kinds of words are flying, which is the magic power of scholars.

But this supernatural power only flies and does not fall, could it be that he has not read enough books and does not fall?

Also, how did this person who has a headache when he reads get the magic power of this word.

The words fluttered for a while, and then they burrowed back into the book, and the book returned to the desk again, returning to its original state, without a trace of supernatural powers, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

No, it's not that Ning Caichen can't read the book, at least there is Yan Ruyu in this book, and he has read it.

What a spring dream!

When I woke up, a pillar of optimus was hard and painful.

He opened his eyes, just as he wanted to comfort his brother. "Ahh

A green bamboo leaf was lying on top of him, spitting snake letters.

Ning Caichen woke up all of a sudden, forgot all the spring dreams, and didn't dare to move his body, for fear of startling the snake.

When the serpent saw that he was awake, he happily spat out the letter. vomited for a while, but found that Ning Caichen not only ignored it, but showed a frightened look. This disappointed Jean.

Yes, it's disappointment.

A snake with a disappointed expression?

But if this is a world of demons and monsters, it makes sense.

The snake swam away with a disappointed expression, turning back three times in a step, as if waiting for Ning Caichen's retention. But it didn't wait. It wasn't until it disappeared from the window that Ning Caichen dared to move.

As if his body went limp, he collapsed back on the bed.

"Goo-dong".

"What's that?"

A bead rolled off the bed to the ground, the size of a chicken.

"Snake eggs?" Ning Caichen couldn't cry or laugh, how could a snake run away and lay an egg on his bed?" Could it be a jewel or something?"

Didn't react at first. In modern times, few people will think that a bead is a jewel as soon as they see it. But come to think of it, this is antiquity.

"Could it be that you are here to thank you for saving your life?" As soon as these words came out, Ning Caichen blushed. The life-saving grace of the toad chasing the snake, you can also say this.

"My son got up. ”

"Yes, Mother. Today, I want to go early, and eat early for my mother's own use!" Whether it is or not, it is worth his trip to the county seat and save a meal. If yes, that's bliss. I want to be able to exchange a lot of silver.

Thinking of this, his steps were much lighter.

There are many scholars in the south, so no one cares about Ning Caichen's child.

Originally, he just wanted to find a county seat to identify, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the beads were valuable, and halfway through, he turned to Hangzhou.

As a modern person, this luxury can only be sold at a higher price in the more prosperous place.

There is heaven above, and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. Fortunately, Hangzhou is still called Hangzhou and has not been promoted to Lin'an Mansion. In other words, Song did not cross to the south.

Living in this corner of Hangzhou, selling luxury goods naturally goes to Hangzhou.

On paper, it is shallow. Although there have long been history books to lay the foundation, saying that the Song Dynasty was commercially developed, but the shops were all over the city, row upon row, and the crowds were endless, which still surprised him.

Such a prosperous business and trade is modern, and few cities can compare with it.

Along the way, the big signboard became a good guide.

It was easy to find a gold shop with no one at home, and he walked in.

"This Xianggong ......" enthusiastic junior second, seeing the patched clothes on Ning Caichen's body, no enthusiasm was gone. Said coldly: "What are you doing?"

Dogs look at people with low eyes, ancient and modern, Ning Caichen is used to it. He gave a salute and said: "This little brother is invited, I have an ancestral pearl, I want to sell it to your account, I don't know ......"

Xiao Er panicked all of a sudden. "You wait!"

He didn't expect that a poor scholar would have a treasure orb. He can't do this, so he naturally has to fly to ask the shopkeeper. This is probably not a person's appearance!

(The child was hit, but he called the police but persuaded himself to go private, and when he returned to the local police station, he was told that they had no obligation to help find someone.) If I lost a bicycle, the traffic police were obliged, but the Chinese were hit by a car, but there was no obligation. It is only now that I realize why I am emphasizing that there is no "obligation." It seems that people like us don't think about reality except for the silver in the novel. Alas, no wonder "Liao Zhai" has been so popular recently. )

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