Jiang Ning is a history-loving librarian.

But his brain was hot, and he went to take the art exam. Not surprisingly, he fell off the list.

Then, he crossed.

……

Daming, the eighteenth year of Hongzhi, the outskirts of the capital, Xiaohe Village.

Jiang Ning stood in the courtyard with a depressed expression.

How did you cross it in a good way?

has also become a poor sour talent.

Not to mention the four walls of the family, the body is still weak.

A whole morning passed before Jiang Ning woke up from his trance and reluctantly accepted this fact.

"Xianggong, it's time to eat."

A crisp and pleasant voice interrupted Jiang Ning's thoughts.

He answered, walked into the hall and sat down, looking at Li Yun'er who was serving him porridge in front of him.

Beautiful as a flower, capable housekeeper.

This is his wife, who has been married for more than a year and has a good relationship.

But because this body is too weak and there is no money to adjust, there has been no round house.

"Xianggong, give."

Li Yun'er handed over a coarse porcelain bowl.

Jiang Ning looked down at the small amount of corn in the bowl and sighed in his heart.

It's just such a thing, or Li Yun'er saves it on weekdays.

"Yo, I'm eating!"

At this time, a slightly rough and vicissitudes of voice came.

From his memory, Jiang Ning knew that it was his cheap father-in-law, Li Shan, who came.

Li Shan would come every once in a while, looking for various reasons to count down.

"The son-in-law has seen his father-in-law."

Jiang Ning subconsciously got up and saluted.

"Okay, okay, day by day, you have the most courtesies, but you don't even have rice in the pot."

Li Shan sat down with a golden sword, looked at the extremely simple food on the table, and looked disgusted.

"A dignified and talented man, eat this at home at noon?

I really regret marrying my daughter to you, and look at how thin you have become. ”

"Daddy!"

Li Yun'er stomped her foot dissatisfied, looked at Li Shan with resentment, and walked to Jiang Ning's side.

"Dad, what are you doing today?"

"Hey, I'm going to see my daughter?"

Li Shan glared at him and looked at Jiang Ning again:

"Xiucaigong, don't say that my father-in-law treats you harshly.

I've got you a job, doing miscellaneous bookkeeping, which suits you well.

In the end, let's make two money, don't treat my daughter badly. ”

"Dad, what are you talking about!

Xianggong is a scholar and has great skills, how can he do such a thing? ”

Without waiting for Jiang Ning to speak, Li Yun'er defended.

"What's wrong with the readers, the readers don't have to eat?

Xiucai is famous, but it is not a master.

He fell behind, and he had no money or food, so he had to find a job to do.

Do you need to support you for a lifetime? ”

Li Shan's harsh words silenced Jiang Ning.

The original body is really a bit of a wreck.

Not to mention the fame, not to mention Xiucai, but also in order to study, he lost his family little by little, and even owed some debts.

It's no wonder that the father-in-law looks down on him.

It's just that now that he occupies this body, he will inevitably feel the same way.

"Daddy! Besides, my daughter invited you out. ”

Li Yun'er glanced at the silent Jiang Ning and said anxiously.

"Yes, the daughter can't help her father, I came for nothing."

Li Shan stood up and looked at Jiang Ning with slanted eyes:

"I'll come back tomorrow, you'd better figure it out, my talented son-in-law."

With that, he walked out of the door leisurely.

"Xianggong, my father is like this, don't take it to heart.

You just have to study with peace of mind, I have me at home. ”

Li Yun'er said with concern.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

A trace of warmth flowed through Jiang Ning's heart, touching her soft and patting it:

"Moreover, your father is right, a big man really shouldn't let his wife raise him."

Reading fame or something is far less important than filling your stomach.

Li Yuner pursed her lips:

"Xianggong, I have heard that the Bodhisattva Buddha of Longfu Temple can be fulfilled.

I will definitely be able to bless you with high school as soon as possible. ”

"That's fine."

Jiang Ning looked at the well-behaved and sensible Li Yun'er and nodded.

Whether it's useful or not, it's good to take a break.

Just to see the customs of the Ming Dynasty.

After lunch, the two took an ox cart into the city and walked to Longfu Temple.

Li Yun'er pulled Jiang Ning to offer incense in the hall, and kowtowed sincerely, still reciting words in her mouth.

Jiang Ning couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

"Let's go, let's go shopping."

After the incense, Jiang Ning took Li Yun'er's hand and wandered around Longfu Temple.

"Xianggong, we have already worshiped the Bodhisattva, if you are lucky, you will definitely be able to pass the exam in the future."

After walking for a while, Li Yun'er noticed that Jiang Ning was still a little embarrassed, so she was softly relieved.

"Actually, everyone's luck is counted.

I ran out of luck when I met a good wife like you, and I dared to hope for it. ”

Although they have been together for a short time, Jiang Ning has accepted this wife from the bottom of his heart.

In the previous life, where was the blessing to marry such a good wife.

Li Yun'er was extremely shy, blushing and whispering:

"How could Xianggong suddenly say these embarrassing words, I don't know where I read the crooked reasoning."

"That's not a fallacy."

Jiang Ning couldn't help pinching Li Yun'er's face and said with a smile:

"Don't say that we ordinary people, even this dynasty is lucky.

It should be broken, or it must be broken.

In the future, I will go and get some history books, and read them with you, and you will know that this dynasty is lucky, at most three hundred years. ”

Jiang Ning half-jokingly.

"Dare to ask this son, what do you mean by this?"

Suddenly, a warm, magnetic voice reached his ears.

Jiang Ning was taken aback and turned his head to look.

I didn't know when, a middle-aged man appeared.

Brocade clothes, graceful and luxurious, at first glance it is a wealthy family.

And he was followed by a half-grown teenager, who was looking at him with curious eyes.

Looking at the appearance, it should be a father and son.

"What do you mean, sir? What did you say next? ”

Jiang Ning pretended to be stupid.

"Don't pretend to be confused, my father and I heard it.

What is three hundred years old, tell us quickly. ”

The boy said politely.

Jiang Ning was a little embarrassed.

He just thought that there was no one, so he said it directly.

Speaking of which, this is a great contradiction.

"Huh."

The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Ning with a smile: "My son is used to being stubborn, if there is a collision, I still look at Gongzi Haihan."

It's just that I'm very interested in the three-hundred-year theory, and I want to hear Childe's opinion.

Childe, rest assured, this word has entered my ears and will never be passed on to others. ”

"This ......"

Jiang Ning fell into hesitation.

"Well, since the gentleman wants to listen, I'll give you a humble opinion next."

Anyway, there is no one else here, and if it really spreads, he doesn't recognize it.

"Childe, please."

The middle-aged man pointed to a gazebo next to him.

Several people walked over and sat down.

Jiang Ning cleared his throat:

"Mr. also seems to be a reader, and he should have read history.

I don't know the number of years of the dynasties, can you do research? ”

The man said: "I vaguely have some impressions, four hundred years of the Han Dynasty, three hundred years of the Tang Dynasty, and three hundred and twenty years of the Song Dynasty." ”

"Dad, then this guy fools people, which one hasn't been three hundred years old?"

The boy interjected.

Jiang Ning was not annoyed: "That little boy forgot, the Han and Song dynasties were all beheaded." To be exact, there are nine out of 280 in the Tang Dynasty. ”

"There is no one who has been more than three hundred years old."

The man's eyes widened and he muttered in a low voice.

"Dare to ask Childe, why is this so?"

Jiang Ning smiled slightly: "Actually, it's very simple, it's a matter of personal contradictions. The Central Plains is so big, and there is a lot of land.

After the war in the last years of the previous dynasty, the population of the common people decreased sharply. If there are fewer people, there will naturally be more land.

The king and the people rested, and the strength of the kingdom was restored. Within two or three generations, the so-called "prosperous era" can be reached.

With the later land annexation, coupled with the population skyrocketing, natural disasters and man-made disasters, this homeless bandits are everywhere.

At that time, rebellions were rampant, and there were foreign invasions, and it was already in its last years.

When the next dynasty is reunited, the cycle begins again. ”

The man closed his eyes and pondered, and it took a long time to open his eyes: "What Childe said, I have some understanding. Just dare to ask, what's the explanation? ”

Jiang Ning didn't answer, looked at the sky, and said:

"It's not early, I live outside the city with my wife, and if it's too late, I won't be able to get out of the city."

He stood up and saluted, "Take your leave first." ”

With that, he took Li Yun'er's hand and walked out of the pavilion.

The man didn't hold back, just looked at his back and fell into deep thought.

"Zhao'er, what do you think of this person?"

"It's okay, it's fun."

"How about a father, let him be your acolyte?"