"Childe ~ Woo woo ~ "

On a midsummer night, everything is silent, and in a dilapidated house, there are suppressed sobbing sounds from time to time, which makes people feel sad and sad.

The house is not large, with a main house and two transepts. There were two people living in the house, one alive and one dead, at least for now.

Oil lamps are expensive, ordinary people can't afford them, they are luxury things used by nobles, so the house is dark. In the moonlight, an old servant knelt in front of the bed and wiped his tears.

On the bed lay a young man, seventeen or eighteen years old, with a bloodless face. looks quite handsome, but he is a little malnourished and his body is a little thinner.

The family is poor, the bed is made of hay, and there are servants to serve in such a family, so it should be a broken family in the middle of the road.

Li Hao opened his eyes in a daze, heard the crying in his ears, and couldn't help frowning.

As soon as I wanted to ask out loud, countless memories suddenly flooded into my mind, and I fainted without letting go of the fart.

"Childe, Childe, you're not dead?"

"Childe, Childe~"

When the old servant heard the movement, he hurriedly crawled in front of the young man, stretched out his hand to probe the young man's snort, and could not help but be ecstatic.

"Childe is not dead, haha, God bless, Childe is still alive."

The master came back from the dead, and the old servant was very emotional, and vented for a while, and his spirit relaxed a little, and he fell asleep after a while.

An old servant can do this, which shows his loyalty. It is no accident that there were many loyal people in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. The Zhou Dynasty can continue the national Zuo for 800 years, and the Zhou rites definitely have their merits.

The next day, the boy woke up, and the old servant was no longer in the room.

"Hey, Lao Tzu didn't die, he also ran to the Warring States, which means that he has crossed over."

Fused with the memories of the original owner, Li Hao somewhat understood his situation. He is now in the country of Qi, the king of Qi, King Qi Wei, has just died for a year, and Tian Pijiang is on the throne, that is, King Xuan of Qi, and the time should be 319 BC.

"Heh, so the old boy of Qin Shi Huang has not been born yet, and the current monarch of Qin should be King Qin Huiwen, who is the one who divided the five horses of Shang Ying, and there are still a hundred years before Qin dominates the world."

"Tan Guo? This kid is still a dead king. ”

As he spoke, the young man took out a jasper seal from his arms, looked at it in a daze, and sighed: "Tan Guo himself has heard of it, and the deer milk in the twenty-four filial piety pictures is the story of Tan Guo's Tanzi." According to legend, Tanzi was also a Confucius teacher. It's a pity that the state of Tan was destroyed by the Yue State in 414 BC, and the monarch Tan Zi Partridge was captured, and the eldest son of the prince, Tan Zi Qi, was nowhere to be found. ”

The Tan royal family is his surname, Tan Zi's family, a descendant of Shaohao, a hereditary viscount, and a well-known aristocratic background. The young name Hao, his great-great-grandfather is Tan Ziqiao, in order to flee and change his surname to Li, incognito has been five generations so far, and he has been dead for more than 90 years.

"The name is Hao, and the name of Shaohao's ancestor is obviously not small. The glory of the ancestors will not be forgotten, and the heart of the restoration will not die. This character made him a little speechless, and he always felt like a big villain. Just like Murong Fu of North Qiao Feng and South Murong, he is bent on recovering Dayan, and his personality is weaker than the heroic Qiao gang leader. ”

Putting away the seal, touching the coarse linen clothes on his body and the hay under him, Li Hao couldn't help but pouted and muttered: "The conditions are a little harder, the Tan Kingdom has been dead for a hundred years, and the Zhou royal family has also existed in name only." Although he was born in a noble family and has a hereditary title, Zhou Tianzi is now also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and everyone is half a catty and eight taels, and he can't preside over any justice. Anyway, he has already died once, and since he has come to the Warring States, Lao Tzu is a little loach into the sea, and he is not trying to pounce and pounce. ”

"Childe, Childe, are you awake?"

At this time, the old servant walked in with a clay pot and said with a smile on his face: "The old slave has just cooked the rice soup, and the son will drink it while it is hot." ”

Li Hao looked at the white-haired old servant and couldn't help but feel sad.

The Warring States was in turmoil, since the king of Zhou You was the prince of the death beacon fire drama, the huge Zhou Dynasty was divided into more than 100 vassal states, first the Spring and Autumn Five Hegemony, and then the Warring States Seven Heroes competed for hegemony, and it has been fought for more than 400 years now. It is the norm for the people to have no food, no shelter and no clothing, and homeless people and bandits are everywhere.

The old servant's name is Fan Zhong, and he lived here in his early years. Because of his father's kindness, he stayed at home and became a servant. His words and deeds over the years are worthy of his name, which moved Li Hao deeply.

"Uncle Zhong, go get another pottery bowl, let's eat together."

Taking the clay pot with both hands and smelling the fragrance of rice, Li Hao couldn't help but swallow his saliva, he was really hungry.

"Childe eats, the old slave has just eaten." Fan Zhong's Adam's apple squirmed and waved his hand.

Li Hao was stunned when he heard this, and a bad premonition rose in his heart, this Nima is the rhythm of running out of food. As a traverser, if he was really starved to death, it would become a big joke.

Fan Zhong admitted to death, and Li Hao no longer persuaded him, mainly because he was really hungry, so he took a big sip of the clay pot.

This thing is nothing more than millet porridge. No, it should be said that it is millet soup, millet thin soup, more water and less rice, and less clear soup. But at this moment, for Li Hao, it is really delicious.

After drinking half a can of rice soup, the hunger in his stomach was relieved a lot, Li Hao exhaled hot air with satisfaction, opened his mouth and burped, and handed the clay pot to Fan Zhongdao: "Uncle Zhong, I'm full, don't waste the rest, you drink it while it's hot, don't think the son is dirty." ”

Fan Zhong persuaded: "Son, you are just recovering from a serious illness, you should eat more, so that your body can recover faster." ”

"Don't worry, I'm fine. In the year of the great controversy, the war continued, natural disasters and man-made disasters were precarious, and our lives were indeed a little harder, but if we did not die, there would be blessings. The soul of this son returned to the underworld, the sky did not accept it, and when the soul was dying, he realized a lot of things. You can rest assured, with this son here, I will definitely take you to eat fragrant and spicy food in the future, and enjoy the wealth of the world. ”

Fan Zhong smiled honestly and said: "People say that the line between life and death can make people reborn. The old slave is happy for the childe, and if the master can see the change in the childe, he will definitely feel gratified. ”

The previous kid lost his parents one after another at the age of ten, and he was burdened with national hatred and family hatred, and the depression in his heart can be imagined, so he created a taciturn and dark character.

To say that during the Warring States period, people's life expectancy was also short, and the average age was about 50 years old, and living 70 was a long life. Fan Zhong is only forty years old this year, and he looks like an old man. In addition to the lack of food types and nutrition, poor hygiene and backward medical care are also major factors. A small typhoid cold can kill someone, and that kid dies on it.

"Okay, Uncle Zhong, the soup is cold, drink it quickly, I still have something to ask you."

Fan Zhong took the clay pot at this time, licked his lips, raised his head and drank the soup cleanly, and did not forget to brush the edge of the jar with his tongue and roll away a few grains of millet sticking to it.

When Li Hao saw this scene, his stomach churned, and he shouted in his heart: "Uncle Zhong, Uncle Zhong, don't brush the jar, I don't want to eat your saliva." ”

Half a jar of thin soup was only a matter of a few sips, Fan Zhong put down the clay pot and stepped forward and asked, "Childe, what do you have to tell the old slave?" ”

"How many days do we have left?"

"There are more than ten catties of grain, even if you save it, you can last for half a month at most." Fan Zhong thought for a while.

In the measurement of the Warring States period, ten catties is equivalent to five catties in modern times. It was broken and crumpled, and each person could only divide one or two halves of corn every day, and there was nothing dry at all.

Li Hao rubbed his face, he couldn't help but have a toothache, he was too miserable, did he want to go to the temple to get some Guanyin soil to make do?

"Money, money, how can you make money?"

Li Hao frantically searched for the bit of ink in his stomach, exhausted all his brain cells, and still had no clue. There are many ways to make money, but they all require money and time, and what he lacks most now is money and time.

Unable to think of why, Li Hao fell asleep again in a daze, and didn't wake up until the third pole of the sun, and this time he obviously felt much better.

Putting on a coarse linen coat and straw sandals, Li Hao couldn't help grinning, this thing is really not worn by people, not to mention the panic of the clothes being scratched, this straw sandals can wrap the feet out of the pulp.

Pushing open the courtyard door, Li Hao looked at the dirty streets, and sighed a little at the difficulty of life in this era. As a small city in Qi State, Laiwu has a small city area, and the earthen walls and earthen houses are in good condition, which can shelter from the wind and rain, which is still a relatively rich Qi land situation. I don't know how difficult life is for people in other countries.

In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, at the end of slavery, it was a typical rich and rich people, and the poor people of the country were really bitter and the people were suffering. In this era, ninety percent of the world's resources are in the hands of the scholars.

What is Slavery? The people of the fiefdom were the private property of the princes. Military service, hard labor, etc., are all done in vain, without pay, and disobedience to the call is punishable by death. What's even more exaggerated is that people are required to bring their own tools for service, including military service.

There is such a sentence in Mulan's words: I am willing to be a saddle horse for the city, and from now on I will fight for my grandfather. Buy horses in the east market, saddle sheath in the west market, bridle in the south market, and long whip in the north market. If you have horses, you will be cavalry, and if you don't have horses, you will be infantry. If you have a weapon, you should bring your own weapon, and if you don't have a weapon, you will use a hoe and a club. During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, this was still the case.

Suddenly, Li Hao's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and shouted, "There is." ”

Just now I was just thinking about business, and my thinking was a little off-track. There is obviously a road to heaven, but I turn a blind eye.

What era is this?

This is Sengoku!

What are the characteristics of the Sengoku period?

There is a monarch in the Warring States!

What's so awesome about the monarch?

You can give a bounty!

Are you short of money right now?

Lack!

Is money what you lack the most?

No!

What do you lack most now?

Site! How can the Warring States Struggle for hegemony do without territory?

Is the turf difficult?

Difficult? Are you kidding? Meritorious service has a fief, and the fief is completely autonomous, isn't this a country within a state? Which of those doctors doesn't have a fief? With fiefdoms, there is naturally money.

Is it difficult to make meritorious contributions?

It's hard to say, it's easy to say it's simple, you can't take the ordinary road!

Advise?

No, I'm not Zhang Yi or Su Qin. Even if Zhang Yi can be the prime minister of Qin now, it will be a lifetime of turnover in various countries and a lot of suffering. Without a good name, who would dare to believe your words and accept your words?

Fighting with troops? Just kidding, it's not a fart without military merits, Sun Bin is so awesome, it's not that he was crippled by Pang Juan, he saved a small life by pretending to be crazy and stupid and eating stool, and he had to go to Qi to show his talents.

In this way, if you want to achieve quick results, there is only one way, an unusual way - offering treasures.

The most famous story of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period is the story of Bian He and the family. Bian and this person are very interesting, in modern parlance, the axis.

Saying that this thing picked up a stone, he thought it might be a piece of jade, so he dedicated it to King Chu Li. As a result, King Chu Li saw that this was just a broken stone, and then asked people to cut off Bian He's leg.

After the death of King Chu Li, King Wu ascended the throne, and this goods came again. King Chu Wu looked at it, isn't this a broken stone? Let Bian and the other leg be cut off.

Or Bian and this cargo shaft?

After the death of King Wu, King Wen ascended the throne.

This thing has no legs at this time, but it still comes. It's a pity that King Chu Li and King Chu Wu don't know the treasure, only King Wen has the wisdom of the pearl, which makes people cut through the stubborn stone, and finally gets the He's Bi. Therefore, Bian He was sealed with zero yang and gave a thousand gold, but it was a pity for those legs.

With an idea, Li Hao's brain was running at high speed.

Offering treasure is also a high-risk technical job, Bian He's experience from the previous car is vivid, and he doesn't want to become lame.