Zhao Jun felt that he had a dream.

He dreamed that he seemed to have traveled from Liangshan Autonomous Prefecture in 2023 AD to the Great Song Dynasty thousands of years ago.

He also dreamed that a young man who claimed to be his ancestor told him that he was Zhao Zhen of Song Renzong.

Song Renzong Zhao Zhen has no son, it is impossible to be a direct ancestor, but it is said that it is his side uncle ancestor, and the bloodline comes from Song Xuanzu Zhao Hongyin, which is reasonable.

It's just that.

Why did he dream of Zhao Zhen?

Oh.

Come to think of it.

I seem to have crossed over!

"Ahh

With a scream, the room resounded with a terrible scream.

More than two hours after Zhao Jun fainted, he woke up suddenly, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and he gasped for breath.

"Zhao Jun, are you awake?"

A familiar voice echoed around him, making Zhao Jun involuntarily look in the direction of the sound.

I saw an old man of about fifty standing beside him, and the old man, like those people, was wearing a wide robe, looking at him with worried eyes.

On the other side, there was an old man who was putting silver needles into the box, then closing his medicine bag and getting up to leave.

The old man didn't look at himself during the whole process, as if he was a transparent person.

Apparently he had just undergone another session of acupuncture before he could wake up.

Zhao Jun was still panting, wiped the sweat from his face, straightened his upper body, leaned on the head of the bed, and did not answer the words of the old man in the fuchsia robe, but looked around the room first.

This is his own room, because there is still his backpack on the cabinet next to the bed, and the suitcase at the foot of the bed.

At this time, there were only two people left in the room, and no one spoke.

The air became quiet.

Except for the occasional sound of the wind outside, as well as the sound of Zhao Jun's heavy breathing.

After a while, Zhao Jun's tense nerves slowly subsided.

Breathing also becomes smoother.

In a hoarse voice, he said with difficulty: "Who is pulling you?" ”

Yan Shu was silent for two seconds, and then said, "I'm Yan Shu." ”

"Yan Shu?"

Zhao Jun lowered his head and said silently: "So I am really in the Song Renzong period? ”

When he saw Zhao Zhen and them sitting awe-inspiring in the Guanjia Palace, he actually believed that he had crossed this matter, and he didn't suspect that it was the villagers joking with him.

First of all, there have been a lot of strange things these days, such as the village chief and the village party secretary, who actually don't know about the afterlife.

It's just that the village chief is very smart, and he has been guiding him to take the initiative to speak, so that he has insight into a lot of things in the future life step by step, and slowly makes the village chief's thinking and way of speaking close to the future generations.

It also happened that Zhao Jun was blind at that time and was in an extreme panic mood, and when he met the village chief, he could always talk to him, encourage him, and comfort him, so he chattered with the other party, fell into the trap of the other party, and exposed too much.

Secondly, even if there is a mudslide in Nini Village, with the power of the state, including roads, power supplies, and signals, it is estimated that it can be repaired in a few days, even if it is in the deep mountains and old forests, it will not exceed a month at most.

But the village chief dragged on for three months, and Zhao Jun was already deeply suspicious at that time, but he couldn't think about his own crossing, so he was reluctantly concealed by Yan Shu and them.

Now if you think about it, where is the power of the country collapsing, but the heavy industry that the Great Song Dynasty did not have at all to build roads, power grids to repair circuits, and communication groups to restore signals!

The last and most critical one is what happened in front of Zhao Jun's eyes.

What he saw was a group of people dressed in official uniforms, sitting in a golden hall. All the buildings are so quaint.

If this is fake, then he can only appear in the studio.

But as far as he knows, the only place in China where there is such a luxurious filming location is only Hengdian, Wuxi and other large domestic film and television cities, "Menghualu", "Qingpingle", "Song Dynasty Boys" and other Northern Song Dynasty film and television dramas, all filmed there.

But I went to Daliang Mountain, which is more than 600 kilometers away from Chengdu. He traveled all the way from the capital to high-speed trains, trains, cars, motorcycles, and donkey carts for several days before entering the depths of the mountains. There are at least thousands of kilometers around, and it is impossible for a film and television city to appear. To Hengdian, Wuxi and other places, it is more than 2,000 kilometers.

When he was swept away by the mudslide and fell unconscious, a group of people rescued him from the mudslide, and then took him across half a country and ran more than 2,000 kilometers to Hengdian Wuxi?

It's impossible to think.

How to get on planes, high-speed rail, trains, and other places with security checks? Even if you can't get on the bus, even if you drive all the way there, the high-speed toll stations and traffic police along the way will not notice the abnormality in the car.

So when Zhao Jun saw Zhao Zhen, they knew at first glance that everything they had fantasized about had come to naught.

He really does. Traveled to the Great Song Dynasty!

I lost my parents, loved ones, friends, classmates, and came to a completely strange place!

"Yes, you are in the Great Song now!"

Yan Shu looked at him and said softly with relief: "It's July of the third year of Jing You, and today's official family is Song Renzong in your mouth!" ”

"Really? Why. Will I cross? Why. It's me? ”

Zhao Jun asked with a dull gaze.

Yan Shu saw that his expression was depressed, so he persuaded: "Zhao Jun, if you come, you will be safe." Now that you are in the Great Song Dynasty, it is time to think about it for yourself. ”

Zhao Jun couldn't listen to his words anymore, and became sad: "I still have parents, and I am not an orphan without concern, I just graduated from college, and I still have a good life, so I came to the ancient society?" Woooooooooooooooo ”

In the end, he began to cry bitterly.

Life is always so impermanent, as if no one knows which will come first, the unexpected or tomorrow.

At least for Zhao Jun, he is now only full of sadness.

Not only traveled to the Great Song Dynasty, but also remembered his parents, family and friends in later generations.

Will they be the last to hear that they have died in a mudslide, and will they feel extremely sad that the white-haired man sent the black-haired man?

Maybe God just played a huge joke on himself.

But why him?

At this moment, Zhao Jun's heart was full of sadness and confusion.

"Ugh."

When Yan Shu saw his appearance, he didn't persuade, but sighed and walked out of the room slowly.

Fan Zhongyan was already waiting outside the door, and after Yan Shu came out, he asked, "What's going on inside?" The officials are still waiting. ”

Yan Shu shook his head: "Didn't you hear the sound inside?" ”

Fan Zhongyan pricked up his ears and pressed them against the door, and when he heard the sound of sobbing inside, he couldn't help frowning: "Is Zhao Jun crying?" ”

"Overnight, my parents and friends said goodbye, and I was separated from each other thousands of years ago. I can't accept it for a while, so let him cry and vent his emotions. ”

Yan Shu waited quietly.

Fan Zhongyan didn't say anything, and stood at the door solemnly.

Ask yourself, if you empathize, you suddenly appeared in the Han Dynasty a thousand years ago, and you probably have the same thoughts.

Because they are people, living people.

If you have no father or mother, and you have no worries, maybe in another era, you may not be so sad.

But the family is still there, but I can no longer see them. Who knows this kind of sorrow?

Fan Zhongyan listened to the crying inside the door, and couldn't help but think of his mother, who passed away ten years ago, and his voice and face seemed to be still in front of him, making him sigh in his heart, full of sadness, standing in place, silent.

The crying lasted for a long time, maybe half an hour, or more than an hour.

Yan Shu and Fan Zhongyan were still standing at the door waiting, during which Zhao Zhen also sent Wang Shouzhong to ask about the situation, and learned that Zhao Jun was now emotionally unstable, so he went back again.

In this way, time passed minute by minute, and by the time the sky gradually brightened, it was three quarters of sunrise and the world gradually became clearer.

Suddenly, a voice came from inside the door, still hoarse.

"Uncle Yan Lazhi."

Zhao Jun is still not used to the title of Yan Shu.

Yan Shu pushed open the door and walked in, seeing Zhao Jun's eyes red and swollen, thinking that he had come out of the grief of losing his parents and relatives.

Although I lost my loved ones, if I think about it, my relatives and friends did not die.

The two sides are just in another time and space, in another dimension, and they are both alive and well.

As long as the person is still there.

After all, it is much better than parting with life and death.

So after Zhao Jun vented, it was normal for him to calm down his emotions and regain his sanity so quickly.

Yan Shu asked in a gentle and mellow voice, "How is it, are you in a better mood?" ”

"It's better."

Zhao Jun responded lukewarmly.

In addition to his dislike of Da Song, he is also a little difficult to accept.

That is Yan Shu and Zhao Zhen, they have deceived themselves for more than two months, and they have been fooling themselves and thinking that they are in Nini Village.

That's a bit too much.

Yan Shu walked over, sat on Zhao Jun's bed, and said to him, "Next, what are your plans?" ”

"What can you do? I can't go back, I have no relatives, and I might as well die. ”

Zhao Jun leaned on the bed, his expression was indifferent and sluggish, as if he had no love in his life.

"Ants still spare their lives, let alone people!"

Yan Shu hurriedly persuaded: "Although you have no relatives, but you are a descendant of Huang Zhao, the heavenly family is your relatives, and we are also your relatives, how can you say that you have no relatives?" ”

"Is that how you deceive your relatives?"

Zhao Jun glanced at him.

Yan Shu said embarrassedly: "At that time, it was also to stabilize you, you were blind and covered with injuries all over your body, what if you knew that this was the Great Song Dynasty, under the fear, it would lead to blood stasis and aggravation?" The Imperial Doctor said that this bruise would almost make you blind permanently. ”

"So fool me like a fool, or is it for my own good?"

Zhao Jun was even angrier.

In fact, he didn't have much ill feeling towards Yan Shu, after all, he had taken care of himself for more than two months, and he didn't harm him.

But this feeling of being kept in the dark and being a fool is really uncomfortable.

"That's also something that can't be helped, it's all for the sake of your injuries and eyes, and then I'm afraid that you will go down the mountain, so I can only lie to you all the time and make you obedient to acupuncture."

Seeing this, Yan Shu changed the topic and said, "By the way, didn't you say that if you traveled to the Song Dynasty, you would go to beat Su Shi?" Now that you've come to the Great Song Dynasty, why don't you fulfill your wish? ”

"Huh."

Yan Shu's words made Zhao Jun laugh, and he said happily: "I also want to punch Zhao Zhen, will you let me fight?" ”

"This one definitely won't work."

Yan Shu saw that he was amused, so he smiled and said: "Although the official family is not your direct ancestor, it is also one of your side ancestors. ”

"Forget it."

Zhao Jun thought about it, Chinese respect for ancestors is something engraved in the bones of the bloodline, although he does not want to recognize his own group of ancestors, but that is only verbal.

Ancestor worship activities are held in the village every year, and the Zhao clan people will still have a sense of pride when they see the tablets of the ancestors of the past dynasties such as "Zhao Hao", "Zhao Ting", "Zhao Jing", "Zhao Hongyin" and "Zhao Kuangyin" on it, as well as the clear records in the genealogy.

After all, the ancestor of the old Zhao family is the emperor.

Yan Shu saw that his mood was slowly recovering, so he said, "Why don't you go and meet the official." ”

"No, no."

Zhao Jun replied lazily.

"Why?"

"I was born in New China, grew up under the red flag, and was not used to bowing to the emperor of the backward and decadent feudal society in ancient times."

"Compared with later generations, our era is indeed backward, but my Great Song Dynasty is not the Qing Dynasty where self-proclaimed servants kneel casually, and when you meet the officials, you only need to bow your hands, and you don't need to bow."

"I don't want to go either."

"Why?"

"You just want to use me to help you be more productive, so why should I help you?"

"After all, the Great Song Dynasty is the imperial dynasty established by your ancestors, even if it makes you feel disgusted, how can people turn their backs on their ancestors?"

Yan Shu had already learned a lot about the future generations from Zhao Jun, and his eyes rolled again and said: "What's more, you don't want the Great Song Dynasty to perish, be replaced by the Meng Yuan and the Manchu Qing, and let the Han people become low-level minions." Wouldn't it be a wonderful thing to help your ancestors and change the fate of the Han people? ”

"Amount"

Zhao Jun was speechless for a while.

Now it's really up to his seven inches.

Although he dislikes the Great Song Dynasty, compared with the Manchu Qing Dynasty, he is naturally stronger in terms of identity.

After all, the Great Song Dynasty was an orthodox Han dynasty, and secondly, it was his ancestor.

In later generations, there were always conspiracy theorists who spread rumors about the bloodline of the ancient Han emperors, saying "Xianbei Tang, Shatuo Song, Hui Hui Ming" to belittle the orthodoxy of the Han people.

But according to DNA testing, the founders of the Tang, Song and Ming dynasties were actually Han Chinese, Li Shimin only had one-eighth of Hu blood, and Han blood was as high as seven-eighth.

As for Zhao Kuangyin, the ancestor was a relative of the Yin Shang family, who belonged to the Chinese nation as early as the Xia and Shang periods and was an orthodox descendant of the Han Chinese.

The familial genetic markers of this line account for 1.58% of Chinese males, and are widely distributed in the bloodline of the entire Chinese Han ethnic group, and belong to one of the main sources of Han genes.

In later generations, a large number of southern provinces had groups surnamed Zhao who detected this family genetic marker, which shows that many descendants of the Zhao family line are derived from this genetic marker, and the Zhao Kuangyin family is the same as the family in the Xia, Shang and Zhou periods.

Zhao Jun's village is a direct descendant of the Zhao family of the Song Dynasty, and they once did a joint project in history and anthropology with a university, extracting DNA from the tombs of the Zhao family in the Song Dynasty, which finally proved that their village was all descendants of Zhao Kuangyin, and there is a genealogy to prove it.

Therefore, although he hated the Great Song Dynasty, Zhao Jun actually hated those who spread rumors that the Tang, Song, and Ming were not the orthodox dynasties of the Han people.

If there are Han people among these people who believe stupidly and spread rumors with those rumor-mongers, then they are not as good as animals, and their hearts can be punished.

Now that I have traveled to the Great Song Dynasty, no matter how the Great Song Dynasty is, it is also the orthodox dynasty of the Han people, compared with the Mengyuan and Manchu Qing who treat the Han people as slaves, the senses are naturally different.

After all, he is also a Han Chinese!

Therefore, after hesitating for a long time, Zhao Jun finally looked up to the sky and sighed, sighing and said, "Yes, but I have some requirements." ”

In the end, he still couldn't refuse this reason.

(End of chapter)