Public classes in universities are generally attended by two or three classes together, and Jiang University is no exception.

At this time, in the lecture hall that can accommodate nearly three hundred people, Su Jianxia is sitting in the penultimate row secretly playing mobile games, and Wei Ziqi is sleeping on the table like a scumbag in high school and college.

Su Jianxia had asked Wei Ziqi before why he seemed to be sleeping from morning to night.

In the morning, I slept on the bed in my room, and in the afternoon, I slept on the recliner in the room on the second floor listening to the opera on the radio.

The explanation given by Wei Ziqi is that I am an old man of more than 2,000 years old, and if I were a normal person, maybe the grave would be dug up at this age, and it is already a miracle that I can still stand here now, and I can't sleep longer?

Although Su Jianxia knew that he was talking nonsense, he really couldn't find a reason to refute it.

"Classmate, is my class so boring? I fell asleep less than half an hour into class. ”

Listening to the voice of the old professor in history class coming from behind him, Su Jianxia quickly put the phone on the table, then pushed Wei Ziqi next to him, and then turned back and smiled sweetly at the old professor, the whole process was done in one go, and he was extremely skilled.

Wei Ziqi yawned, rubbed his eyes and looked around, and when he turned behind him, he saw the gray-haired old professor with his hands behind his back, staring at him with his eyes intended.

"I have been teaching at Jiang University for more than 30 years, and although it is an elective course, you are still the first student who dares to sleep in my class." The old professor's tone was full of intellectual unruliness, "Why, do you think my lecture is too boring, or is there something that does not conform to historical facts?" ”

Wei Ziqi picked up the watermelon juice on the table and took a sip, and said unhurriedly: "There is nothing boring about history, but there are indeed some places that do not match historical facts. ”

"Oh?" The old professor raised his eyebrows and sat directly behind the two of them, "Then please come and tell me what I said is inconsistent with historical facts." ”

Su saw Xia and said "not good".

Then Wei Ziqi leaned on the back of the chair and yawned, "Li Jiancheng, as Li Yuan's eldest son and Li Shimin's brother, is not a gentleman who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it.

He also has his own unique views on politics, and has his own group of confidants, courtiers, and close relatives and friends. Even in Chang'an City at that time, no one knew that Li Yuan's eldest son was a son of a high-ranking family, quite talented, and he would inherit Li Yuan's position sooner or later.

It's just that the changes in Xuanwumen at that time did sound a little damaging to Li Shimin's image, and the historian portrayed Li Jiancheng as a mediocre and incompetent person, which made later generations feel that although he was killing his brother, it was also reasonable. ”

The old professor frowned, "According to what you say, or did the people of later generations wronged Li Jiancheng?" Was it Emperor Taizong who planned the Xuanwumen Revolution for the sake of the throne? ”

"If you understand it that way, that's fine."

"Nonsense, it's nonsense!" The old professor's eyes widened, "Where did you hear about this wild history?" Emperor Qin and Han Wu, Tang Sect and Song Ancestor, actually let you say that you are a big rebel! How did you show up in my class?! You get me out!! ”

Wei Ziqi pursed his lips, and walked out directly in front of the old professor, stepping into the front seat.

Su Jianxia bit his lip with difficulty to prevent himself from laughing, then stood up and bowed to the old professor, said "I'm sorry", and quickly ran out, leaving the old professor standing alone and stunned.

Walking outside the classroom, Su Jianxia looked at Wei Ziqi's sluggish expression, couldn't hold back any longer, and leaned against the wall and laughed.

"What's so funny." The micron was expressionless.

When Su Jianxia heard this, he laughed even harder, and after squatting on the ground for a long time, he leaned against the wall, held his waist and said with a smile: "Professor Li has been in the school for thirty years, and he can be said to be the oldest group of old professors in the school. ”

"I'm just telling the truth, he knows what kind of history, I have lived in Li Jiancheng's mansion for five years, how many catties and taels he and Li Shimin have, can I not know?" Wei Ziqi snorted coldly, "When you are older, you don't humbly listen to the teachings of the elderly, and you are embarrassed to be a teacher." ”

"You are a young man in his eyes, and he is also a champion in the domestic historical circle, who sees him and does not respect the old man Li, but he didn't expect to meet you, a bad old man who has lived for more than 3,000 years."

"That's why I said that the academic world is getting worse and worse now!"

"Then Li Jiancheng really has some ability? I read that the history books say that he is a mediocre person, if it weren't for the eldest son, the throne would have nothing to do with him. Su Jianxia said curiously.

"After all, the history books will still focus on praising the rulers at that time, and it is indispensable to portray Li Jiancheng as an uneducated and unskilled gentleman."

Wei Ziqi narrowed his eyes, and the high-spirited young man who came to mind was outside Chang'an City, hanging a long sword from his waist, and said to himself: "Now the world is chaotic, the emperor is cruel and unreasonable, the people are not happy, my father is an important minister in the court, and the two younger brothers are still young, and they don't understand things very well.

Jiancheng knows that his talent is still shallow, and he can't make the climate by himself alone, so he dares to ask Mr. to help Jiancheng, so that Jiancheng can give an explanation to the world. ”

As the sun set, looking at the people coming in and out outside the city gate, Wei Ziqi was not ready to meddle in these dynastic changes in the world, but I don't know why, I turned my head and saw the clear and sincere eyes of the young man at that time, but he was full of love for the people in the world, Wei Ziqi still changed his mind that he was leaving, and chose to stay and push him to take a step forward.

"You gave an explanation to the people in the world, but why didn't you give yourself an explanation." Wei Ziqi said softly.

"Huh? What? Su Jianxia didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing." Wei Ziqi shook his head, and then as if he remembered something, he asked, "Do you want to see Li Jiancheng when you were young?" ”

"Can I see it?" Su Jianxia said excitedly, the last time he went back to ancient times was Cen Biqing, and he went back to the Song Dynasty.

Wei Ziqi nodded, "I suddenly remembered some things about him just now, and I kind of want to go back and see him, are you okay now?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, then let's go now." Su Jianxia smiled and said, although Professor Li's class has not yet been completed, but whatever he cares, skipping class has long been commonplace.

Wei Ziqi nodded and snapped his fingers.

The surrounding scene then blurred and blurred, and after a fluctuation, the clothes on the two of them were also changed to ordinary robes and long skirts of the dynasty at that time, and there was also a shouting sound from the surrounding that seemed to be the shouts of officers and soldiers, and the scene was also changed from the teaching building of Jiangbei University to the ancient city wall that looked tall and majestic.

Chang'an City.

"Didn't you say that Li Jiancheng raised troops in Hedong? Why did we come to Chang'an? Su Jianxia said curiously.

"It is now 609 AD, the fifth year of the succession of Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty, and Li Jiancheng at this time is 20 years old, and he has just had the idea of overthrowing the rule of the Sui Dynasty, and is recruiting wise men in Chang'an." Wei Ziqi explained.

Su Jianxia nodded, "The famous Chang'an City in history was finally seen today." ”

"Looking at the various dynasties, Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty and Bianjing in the Song Dynasty should be said to be the two most prosperous capitals.

Although the later Song Dynasty sent money everywhere, it is not an exaggeration to say that Bianjing in the period of Taizu and Taizong was the first city in the world at that time. Wei Ziqi unfolded the folding fan in his hand and walked towards the city.

Su Jianxia nodded thoughtfully, although she was interested in history, it was only the history of the system, and many details were not enough to understand.

Just like going to Bianjing City before, Su Jianxia also threw a gold ingot to the soldiers guarding the city gate.

At this time, it was still the period of Emperor Yang of Sui, the capital was still in Luoyang, although Chang'an was also the second largest city in addition to Luoyang, but the soldiers guarding the city rarely saw such a generous shot, and then looked at the two of them somewhat extraordinary, and thought it was the young master and lady of the big family in the capital, and quickly bowed his head and hugged his fists and saluted.

Walking into the city gate, this is the real Chang'an City.

In the city of Chang'an, there are eight streets and nine mo, and the river is endless, and the traffic is busy.

I had only seen the idioms that described the prosperity of Chang'an City before, and my experience was not deep enough, until now that I really stood on the land of Chang'an, Su Jianxia found out why there were no exaggerated words in such an idiom.

Because no matter what exaggerated words are, they can't describe the magnificence of Chang'an.

The bustling crowds on the roads, the shouting vendors, the variety of goods, and the high-rise buildings all proclaimed the status of the most prosperous city at that time.

"No wonder they all say that the Tang Dynasty is the dynasty where the people live and work in peace and contentment, and if I live here, I will be happy."

Su Jianxia looked at the various kinds of fine silk and satin on the vendor stalls on both sides, and felt that his eyes were a little unable to see it. So I once again played the good habit in Bianjing and began to buy and buy everywhere.

Wei Ziqi was a little helpless, looked at the road ahead, and estimated the time slightly in his heart.

"Fuck off! Don't get in the way of Uncle Ben! I'm not responsible for killing your uncle! ”