Seeing that the two disappeared into the darkness, Feng Ziying left this corner in the dark, the heart of harming people is indispensable, the heart of guarding people is indispensable, Zuo Liangyu and Wang Pei'an may be fine, but Wang Chaozuo, he has no confidence.

He searched for a new place, behind a bush diagonally opposite the altar, where he could see the path from the outer city wall, and the alley from the south, where the corner was hidden, but did not serve as an observation post.

According to what he, Zuo Liangyu and Wang Pei'an told him, as long as Wang Chaozuo came alone, he might as well reveal some inside information, but he had to come alone.

Again, according to the agreement, one person does not necessarily mean that the other party is reliable, but if there is no agreement, then it must mean that the other party has other intentions.

Leaning on the grass and crawling, Feng Ziying was full of thoughts.

To be honest, I came to this world because I read this "Dream of Red Mansions" and came to this world that is paradoxical with the history of my previous life, and Feng Ziying really didn't have many other ideas before.

The protagonists in those time-traveling novels are either basically masters of science and engineering, and all kinds of inventions and ideas are at their fingertips, or they are literary wizards who are familiar with poetry and songs, and they can be famous everywhere if they plagiarize anything, and they can be like fish in water in any dynasty, but ......

Two days after he got sick, he had already realized that he was probably not that material, or that kind of good thing at all.

All kinds of inventions and plagiarism that lack the socio-political and economic foundation are hooliganism, and the result of hooliganism in this world is either to be swallowed up by others without even the dregs, or to be directly classified as unscrupulous literati who are plagiarized.

What is the ability to change the world and invincible to beat countless historical celebrities, he probably doesn't have it, honestly curled up under the wings of the cheap father, and it is only serious to observe for a period of time to stabilize his position.

Surviving and living a more nourishing life is his only idea now, so he attaches great importance to his qualifications as a national eunuch, and maybe he can make a name for himself there, so that his future will not be bright.

This world made him a little confused, I don't know if the high fever in the past two days burned his brain a little dizzy, and some things in his previous life were always unable to recall.

For example, the history of the Ming Dynasty, well, in fact, he is a pseudo-Ming fan, except for a little catch up with the trend and read a few books of "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" and "The Fifteenth Year of Wanli", he really doesn't have much historical memory.

Well, the reason why he is so familiar with Zuo Liangyu is also because he is from Linqing, at least he still has to know some about the historical celebrities where he is from.

The problem is that the Great Zhou Dynasty basically followed the Ming Dynasty, well, whether it is the territory or various regulations, it is basically according to the Ming Dynasty's gourd painting scoop.

This Zhang Shicheng's descendants don't seem to be capable, basically the relationship between the Great Zhou and the Ming Dynasty has become the relationship between the Southern Song Dynasty and the Northern Song Dynasty, they all occupied Nanjing as the capital first, and then quickly moved the capital to Beijing, the same system of Beijing in the north and south, which is too interesting.

So for Feng Ziying, if you can recall many details in the history of the late Ming Dynasty, well, this may change, so many recalls of some civil and military cattle people of this era, regardless of whether they have a good relationship or become brothers, they are all connections.

In this era, the three sames, classmates, fellow villagers, and the same department, in addition to adding a fellow party, uh, this fellow party is not necessarily a derogatory term, the late Ming Dynasty party struggle was bloody and bloody, but they are all extremely combative, these are the real old iron concentration camps.

As long as you have a good relationship and play the "ambition and ambition" routine of "ruling the world with scholars" and "opening peace for all generations", then you can have a drunken and lying beauty waking up on your knees and holding the power to kill people.

But the cruel reality immediately slapped himself, not to mention the fierce eyeing of the Jurchens in Outer Mongolia and Guanwai, now it seems that even the White Lotus Sect is so rampant in the hinterland of the Great Zhou Dynasty like Shandong, and even the Japanese people who are raging in Jiangsu and Zhejiang have come here to stir up the wind and rain.

This makes people shudder, and it can't help but let Feng Ziying think about how long this Great Zhou Dynasty can last?

Don't even live to the age of seventy-six, this situation will collapse, right? Well, the average age in this era may be fifty, so I still have nearly forty years of good life, Brother Da Zhou, you have to survive and let me not wear it in vain.

******

Wang Chaozuo looked at the two teenagers in front of him helplessly, one was his nephew, and the other was Zuo Erlang, who was known as the child king of the eastern outer city of Linqing.

Before, this god mysteriously wanted to see himself, but how could he have time to play with the two children at this time? When is this?

But he didn't expect the two children to be extremely stubborn and stubborn, and they had to avoid other people by themselves, which made him angry, annoyed and funny.

The two milky little guys actually said that they wanted to talk about big things with themselves, do they know what is serious and what is big?

He was already in a state of confusion now, where did he still have the heart to worry about these things with children, so he didn't want to deal with the other party at all, if it weren't for Zuo Jiaerlang's sentence that he was not ambitious and a hundred years old, he would have turned around and left.

Zuo Jia Erlang is different from his nephew, don't look at it as less than twelve years old, but in terms of scheming, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy may not be able to live as well as him, and no matter how lively his mind is, it doesn't make much sense to himself, especially now, if he doesn't want to tell his nephew to go home and hide quickly, he really doesn't bother to see it.

Avoiding everyone, Wang Chaozuo cleared his throat, "Zuo Erlang, I know it must be you who picked up Shiro, let's say, what's the big deal?" I listened. ”

"No, uncle, I proposed to see uncle, not what Erlang meant." Wang Pei'an looked stubborn, raised his eyes and looked at his uncle, "I'm afraid that my uncle will go the wrong way." ”

"Oh?" Wang Chaozuo was taken aback, and looked his eleven-year-old nephew up and down suspiciously, this could not be what his nephew could say, and subconsciously wanted people to check if the two young men were with him, but he quickly restrained himself, took a deep breath, and stared at the other party: "Shiro, who taught you this?" ”

"Uncle, I'm ......" Before Wang Pei'an could speak, he was interrupted by Wang Chaozuo's rough and suppressible low voice: "I only ask you, who taught you this?" ”

"Uncle Wang, is what Shiro said right?" Feeling that Wang Pei'an couldn't bear the pressure of Wang Chaozuo's gaze, Zuo Liangyu gritted his teeth and said: "The life and death of hundreds of households in Weijia Hutong are in your hands, Uncle Wang, isn't it?" ”

Zuo Liangyu really wanted to use the crepe and concise words to fight back against Wang Chaozuo, but he couldn't say the word "in one word", he thought with some regret that if he changed to Brother Feng, he would definitely say it extremely incisively and neatly, leaving Uncle Wang speechless.

Although he had only been in contact with Feng Ziying for a day, the two of them had almost been talking and communicating, and he was a little uncomfortable with some of Feng Ziying's words, but he thought that this should be the strength of Guozijian Gongsheng, well, scholars, scholars, it should be so.

When he was a child, he once heard his mother say that his father's greatest hope in his life was that he could enter the state school, but his father died early, and his mother also passed away later.