Big Week.

God bless the first year.

In Youyang County, under the rule of Jiangning Prefecture, there is a small village called Xiyin Village.

At this time, it was the third watch in the middle of the night.

The breeze was cool, the night was misty, and the hazy moonlight reflected the clear river, and the light veil was like a mist.

It should be a quiet village in Xiyin Village in the dead of night, but in a small courtyard, there are loud voices and dogs barking, which is very noisy.

Wei Chen's consciousness was in a trance, floating in the endless darkness until the discomfort from his body woke him up.

The feeling of collapse leaking from the bone marrow, the whole body is cold and weak, and the limbs seem to have been separated from the body, this feeling is enough to make people despair.

But Wei Chen was very happy, because after a long period of unconsciousness, he finally had such a thing as "feeling" for the first time.

Whether it was pain or pleasure, at least it proved that he was alive.

Wei Chen is an orphan who was admitted to the university with his own efforts, and stayed in school after graduation to work as an honorable librarian in the school library.

With a stable job, a salary sufficient to support myself, and a free access to the books in the library after tidying up the shelves every day, life can be said to be quite leisurely and comfortable.

However, a sudden fire disrupted Wei Chen's originally peaceful life.

The fire swept through the library covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters, countless precious classics were turned into ashes in an instant, and Wei Chen, who was in the library, was not spared under the raging fire, and finally died in the fire along with millions of books.

Since then, his consciousness has fallen into boundless darkness, unconscious.

And now, Wei Chen finally has consciousness, and he can even hear the vague sound of the outside world, although he is still weak and can't open his eyes, but no matter what, this is a gratifying thing.

Until......

"Wei Chen? Who's that! ”

Wei Chen, who gradually woke up consciously, was suddenly shocked in his heart, and he suddenly found that he had an inexplicable memory in his mind that did not belong to him.

This memory in the name of "Weichen" is not long, it is only about six or seven years, although it is trivial, but it is very complete, as if it is another person's life entirely.

Wei Chen struggled to open his eyes to see the situation around him, but his thin eyelids were like a thousand pounds, and Wei Chen could barely make his eyelids move once or twice with all his strength.

"Wake up, wake up! Daddy, Auntie, Brother Chen is awake! ”

A slightly immature child's voice sounded, and the tone was full of surprise.

Then there was a noise of walking and pulling stools, and Wei Chen heard the excited voices of a man and a woman.

"Okay, good, it's good to be able to move, so many decoctions have been poured down, and I finally see an improvement!"

"Alas, this doll is really hard, my father and mother left early, and now I am infected with wind evil, in order to cure the disease and grab medicine, the more than ten acres of good paddy fields left by the family have also been put in, only ten years old and helpless, how can I live in the future!"

"What are you talking about, Brother Mingzhao is as kind to me as a mountain, and now that others are gone, I just gave up my own cheap life, and I must keep his only incense!"

Wei Chen listened to the conversation between the couple and his heart sank little by little.

"Really, crossed? Is this the Ming and Qing dynasties, or the Tang and Song dynasties? It won't be the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, right? That's a real death! ”

Recalling some time-traveling novels he had read in the past to pass the time, Wei Chen's mood became more and more chaotic.

If you really go back to the past world after a thousand years, how should you face all this and how should you live?

The chaotic thoughts continued to consume Wei Chen's already small amount of energy, and soon, he fell into a rambling slumber again.

……

I don't know how long he fell asleep again, Wei Chen woke up again, and this time, he finally had the strength to open his eyelids.

When you open your eyes, the first thing that catches your eye is a flickering dim light and a slightly pungent smoke.

"It's really an oil lamp."

Seeing this thing with an obvious atmosphere of the times, Wei Chen couldn't help but sigh.

He rolled his eyes and surveyed the room he was in.

The room was very small, only about five or six square meters, and the furnishings in the room were even simpler, with only a table, a bed, and a stool, and a black oil lamp on the table, which could not be fully illuminated even in such a small room.

Although he couldn't see the whole picture of the house, Wei Chen could still see the rough walls made of rammed loess on his side, and the surface of the walls was still black from the years.

"It seems that it really crossed over."

Seeing where he was, Wei Chen smiled bitterly, and finally confirmed this fact that he didn't want to admit.

If this kind of thing happened in a novel, it might be interesting, but if it happened to you, it would only be a blessing and a curse.

Not to mention anything else, this medical condition in ancient times was very worrying. The experience of the predecessor is still there, a small typhoid fever ruthlessly took his life.

Although Wei Chen came through time, he was still a mortal in the flesh, he would not be naïve enough to think that his aura protected his body, and even his illness had to give him three points of thin face.

"Anyway, I shouldn't be able to go back for a while, so let's understand my situation first......

Wei Chen let out a long sigh of relief, tried to sort out his mood, and began to carefully search for the memories he had obtained before, hoping to find some useful information from them.

It is now the first year of Tianyou of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a dynasty that Wei Chen had never heard of in his previous life.

When today's son is named Zhao Zhen, he ascended the throne at the age of thirteen, and now he has been in power for thirty-four years.

In the winter of the previous year, Zhao Zhen suddenly fell seriously ill, and the medical officers of the Tai Hospital were helpless, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were ready for the death of the emperor and the mourning of the whole country.

However, in the spring of the next year, Zhao Zhen's illness miraculously improved, and even the well-informed imperial doctor could not find the reason, and in the end it could only be attributed to the virtue of the Son of Heaven and the blessing of the heavens.

Zhao Zhen, who escaped death, in order to thank God for blessing and blessing, changed the year name to Tianyou, and this year is the first year after the year name was changed, which is the first year of Tianyou.

And the body of a ten-year-old child occupied by Wei Chen, whose real name is Wei Chen, is a hard-working schoolboy who has studied for three years and can't even memorize the three-character scripture.

Last winter, Wei Chen fell into the water and almost died.

Although he was fortunate to be rescued by a passing well-wisher, Wei Chen was young and weak, and he soaked in cold water for too long, and as soon as he returned home, he had a serious illness, which has come to this day.

Wei Chen's parents died, he was lonely, and during the days of lingering on the sickbed, if there was no Zhang couple next door to take care of him and extend medical consultation for him, I am afraid that Wei Chen would have died in the house and no one would know.

In fact, before Wei Chen's illness, the conditions at home were not bad, thanks to the family business that Wei Chen's father saved for him during his lifetime.

Wei Chen's father is named Wei Mingzhao, who has been smart since he was a child, and at the age of twenty-two, he passed the hospital examination and became a student who receives rice every month.

The so-called "Dian Sheng" is to select some of the outstanding talents who have passed the triple examination of the prefectural examination, the prefectural examination, and the hospital examination, so that they can enjoy the support of the state and be able to concentrate on their studies.

Wei Mingzhao has no background and no connections, and he can get such treatment, completely relying on his own ability to stand out among the crowd, which can also be seen that he is highly qualified in the imperial examination.

After the examination, Wei Mingzhao did not slack off, but worked harder, studied hard, got up every day on the fifth watch when he heard the rooster crow, and was still reading at night in the middle of the night.

In the eyes of the teacher and classmates, Wei Mingzhao was the most promising talent in the township high school among all the students in Youyang County that year.

However, the sky is unpredictable.

Wei Mingzhao, who arrived in the provincial capital to participate in the township examination, was on the eve of the township examination, but somehow suddenly fell ill.

Sickness comes like a mountain.

Wei Mingzhao had a high fever and even his consciousness was a little blurred, but he was unwilling to miss the triennial township exam like this, and insisted on dragging his sick body to take the exam.

With the help of his classmates and friends, Wei Mingzhao reluctantly entered the examination room, but found that he couldn't even hold a pen.

In the cramped examination room, Wei Mingzhao was helpless, anxious and helpless, so anxious that his mouth was dry, his eyes were full of stars, and finally he was in a hurry, and after a weak whine, he lost consciousness and fell in the examination room.

After the first game of the township test, when the little officials who came to collect the papers found Wei Mingzhao, Wei Mingzhao was already out of breath.

The news of Wei Mingzhao's death soon spread to Xiyin Village, and Song Ying, the mother of Wei Chen, who was waiting for her husband to return from high school at home, suddenly heard the bad news and vomited three liters of blood on the spot, and died soon after because of excessive sadness.

The originally happy and thriving little family was shattered almost overnight, leaving only the ignorant Xiao Weichen, who was not yet three years old this year.

Fortunately, Wei Mingzhao left Wei Chen more than a dozen acres of good paddy fields before he died, so that Wei Chen could rely on it, so that he would not follow his father and mother to the underworld not long after he came into the world.

Before Song Ying died, she entrusted Weichen to her neighbors Zhang and his wife, and the more than ten acres of land at home were also handed over to the Zhang family and his wife for cultivation, which is probably the meaning of Weichen's child support.

Zhang Ming is an outsider, he was not less bullied by other villagers in Xiyin Village when he first came to Xiyin Village, and it was all thanks to Wei Mingzhao's help that Zhang Ming could gain a firm foothold in Xiyin Village, plus Wei Mingzhao already had a life-saving grace for Zhang Ming, so Zhang Ming can be said to be grateful to the Wei family.

Under the love house and Wuxia, Zhang Ming treated Wei Mingzhao's only bone and blood Wei Chen as if he was his own child, not only raised Wei Chen safely and peacefully according to Song Ying's last words, but also always emphasized to Wei Chen that he only cultivated the dozen acres of land left by Wei Chen's parents, and when Wei Chen became an adult, he would definitely return it as it was.

With such a character, it is not in vain that Wei Mingzhao and his wife entrusted their young son to him.

It's just that Wei Chen vaguely heard the conversation between the Zhang couple before, and it seemed that in order to ask Lang Zhong for treatment for Wei Chen, they had no choice but to sell all the land.

"So, am I not poor now?"

When Wei Chen thought of this, he almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

The treatment of his own crossing is too sad, it doesn't matter if he doesn't have a father or a mother, and now he doesn't even have the foundation left by his father!