Time: April 1, 184 A.D. (7:00 a.m.)

Location: Lousang Village, outside Zhuo County, Youzhou, Han Dynasty

In the morning light, an old woman brought a quilt from the house to the small tree outside, ready to dry the bedding in the good sunshine.

"Mother!" A young man ran out of the house in a hurry in straw sandals, as if something very important had happened. He rushed to the old woman and took the quilt. "Mother, your health is not good. Just dry the quilt and the children will come. ”

The young man's surname is Liu Mingbei, the word Xuande, the bloodline of Han Gaozu, and the descendant of Liu Sheng, King Jing of Zhongshan. A hundred years ago, Liu Bei's ancestors were deprived of their throne and demoted to a concubine name. Due to the early death of their father, they were left orphaned and widowed to weave straw shoes for a living.

The entire Zhuo County knew that Lousang Village was inhabited by this declining royal family.

At this moment, Liu Bei's friend and scholar Jian Yong ran all the way from Jian Village, leaving the courtyard gate without entering, climbed over the courtyard wall, jumped in front of him and shouted excitedly: "Xuande, there is a happy event in Zhangjia Village today." How about we go and eat? ”

Liu Bei peeked at the back of his mother entering the house, and couldn't bear to let her old man go to the county alone to sell shoes, so he politely refused: "We didn't pay the gift money, so I'm afraid it will make people look bad." ”

Jian Yong hurriedly said: "People do happy events, and the whole village has invited them, and there are not many of us." Besides, happy events, the more people there are, the happier they are. Let's go, it's going to take an hour, and you won't be able to eat anything good if you're late. I have inquired, there is a huge fish essence caught in the Juma River at the banquet, how can I be willing not to eat his five big bowls? ”

Facing Jian Yong, who had always been greedy for cheapness, Liu Bei sighed. "After I am the king of Zhongshan Jing, I will go to eat and drink with you, and what will I look like to see my ancestors and ancestors after I die in the future? No, no, no. Go alone!"

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and ran into the house.

"Still pretending to be with me? Not to mention happy events, which family has you never eaten for funerals before? If you don't go, I'll go alone. Jian Yong flicked his sleeves and flipped out of the courtyard.

In the house, Liu's mother shouted: "Bei'er, it's time to set off to the county seat to sell shoes." ”

"It's coming! Mother! Liu Bei came out of the back room, his eyes red and swollen, and his cheeks were stained with tears.

Mother Liu was very distressed when she saw it, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "My son just loves to cry, when will he become a great weapon and restore the glory of his ancestors." ”

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Time: 7:00 a.m., April 1, 2010

Location: Jackie Chan Internet Cafe

This is just after the overnight charter time, and the networms who have been on the Internet all night have begun to check out and leave the Internet café sleepily.

Xia Wenkai, the network administrator, was a little drunk, poured the soju in his hand into the waste water bucket next to the cash register and began to clean the machine, and the cashier Ma Yunling also began to make accounts. Both of them had been busy all night, and they were extremely sleepy at this time.

A yellow-haired boy with a Puwan cigarette in his mouth came to the cashier with a card to check out.

"Find you seven dollars!" E-checkout reports.

"Wait, there's another one." The yellow-haired boy said with a little nervousness. Take out the onboarding card from the pocket of your jeans and hold it close to the card reader.

"I'm looking for you for ninety dollars." E-checkout reports.

Cashier Ma Yunling looked up at the monitor. "Your name is Zhang Daolin?"

"My friend. When someone else is gone, I'll help him take his place. Huang Mao replied.

"Do you have three bucks?"

"Yes!" Huang Mao took out three coins from his pocket and threw them at the cash register.

Seeing this, cashier Ma Yunling unhappily took out a 100-yuan bill from the drawer and threw it on the cash register counter. Huang Mao threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, squeezed the hundred-yuan bill in his palm, and strode out.

"It's not good to look at you!" Ma Yunling stretched his face and said angrily, still thinking about the young man throwing a coin in his heart.

"What's wrong?" Xia Wenkai, who was cleaning up the monitor, asked casually. I turned my head and saw a buddy lying on the next seat, sleeping on his stomach and dying. Machine No. 48. "Is that card just now from machine 48?"

"How do you know?" Ma Yunling replied.

Xia Wenkai eagerly threw down the cleaning cloth, ran to the cash register and said urgently: "The guests on No. 48 slept like dead pigs, and the boarding card was stolen by the yellow hair. ”

This kind of trick of stealing cards and defrauding money is very common in Internet cafes.

Ma Yunling replied: "As soon as you look at that yellow hair, you know that it is not a good thing." ”

"What to do? Guests are definitely going to be angry when they wake up. After being found out by Manager Bai, he was going to fucking curse again. Xia Wenkai couldn't help but be a little worried. If it really doesn't work, I'll give him the counterfeit I picked up last night. ”

"You're really good, can he ask for counterfeit money if you give someone a counterfeit?"

"Maybe, maybe he's slept in a daze?" Xia Wenkai said and walked around the cash register and opened the drawer. "Where's my money?"

Ma Yunling felt that something was wrong, and said silently in her heart: "Oops, the hundred-yuan bill in the drawer has been locked in the safe, why is there still one for Huang Mao?" He immediately laughed out loud: "Oops." I'll find the yellow hair, if it's genuine. ”

Xia Wenkai was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but say: "It's wrong, it's wrong." Retribution is unpleasant. Ouch, no, I'll go to the side office. He turned and ran to the bathroom.

Ma Yunling's heart had already blossomed, and she secretly laughed at herself for "eliminating evil and punishing adultery". Suddenly, a pungent burning smell reached the nostrils.

Looking around, the carpet next to the cash register was on fire. Ma Yunling finally did not panic, and poured out the water in the waste bucket to put out the fire while calling. However, the barrel was poured into the shochu by Xia Wenkai, and as soon as the water was poured out, the fire immediately expanded, burning the wires under the carpet......

The next day, there was a news item in an inconspicuous left corner on page A4 of the Anhui Evening News: At about 7 o'clock yesterday morning, a fire broke out in Jackie Chan's Internet café. As a result, an Internet guest was seriously burned and died on the way to the hospital. The municipal fire department held a meeting to carry out joint defense on the occasion of May Day......

PS: The main system of this book is a third-person novel, and the first person is used in the early stage to improve the sense of substitution. If you don't like the first person, please start with the third article of Volume B, "Yang Wei Xianbei". Although some of the early content is missing, reading the book is a process of enjoyment. Although the Internet does not intend to do this, the Internet only wants more people to be able to read the book and be satisfied.

MS starts with the third part of Volume B, "Raising Prestige and Xianbei", and there is a fee to read. This question, hehe, I hope to discuss with the editor a few chapters to lift the ban, and give you a try. Well, fight, fight.