In 623 A.D., in the autumn of the sixth year of Wude of the Tang Dynasty, Sanyuan, northwest of the county, was originally downhill. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

(Note: Sanyuan was originally named Chiyang, Wei was named Sanyuan, Wude six years, Sanyuan was renamed Chiyang and placed Sanyuan County in the northeast of the county, and then Zhenguan was revoked in the first year of Sanyuan, and Chi County was changed to Sanyuan.) This book has been using the name of Mihara Prefecture, saving the trouble of changing the name back and forth, please understand the readers. ）

Original, the meaning of hills.

Five little girls, the tallest one is more than one meter five according to modern parlance, and the shortest is about one meter two.

He was dressed in a thin cloth coat, and his hair was wrapped in gray strips of cloth.

Five little girls carried a door panel, but the tears could not be stopped, and a little girl who ran at the front held a string of copper coins in her hand, about seventeen or eighteen of them were hung with hemp rope, and held a wooden box tightly in her arms. On the door panel, half of the size was lifted, and the blood stains on his head and face were no longer visible, and his head was tightly wrapped in black and gray linen.

Finally, the five of them ran to a Taoist temple, and the little girl who was only 1.2 meters in front of them slapped the door panel hard.

Finally, there was a response, and the door opened.

But when the five little girls saw the person who opened the door, they all subconsciously took a few steps back.

I saw that the person who opened the door was wearing a red skirt, holding a red horsewhip in his right hand, stepping on red deerskin boots, wearing a white jade buckle at his waist, wearing a gold hairpin and a bright silver crown on his head, and holding the handle of the knife on his waist with his left hand, a pair of beautiful eyes swept over the five ragged little girls, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

This one was about to speak.

The little girl who ran at the front sat on the ground in fright and cried.

In the eyes of the little girl, even if this person is smiling, it makes people feel so terrible.

"Sister, don't scare them, they are sisters of the Liu family of Xiao Zhuangzi." The man appeared in front of the door along with the voice. When I saw someone coming, the five little girls immediately surrounded them, and they kept talking.

A person came out of the view and comforted the five little girls in a whisper, this person was twenty-nine years old, wearing a wooden hairpin, wearing a blue-gray robe, and under the robe, there was a pair of precious deerskin soft-soled boots.

The people here call her Bai Daochang, and those who are respectful call her Bai Zhenren, and those who are not respectful...... It's a bit ugly.

Listening to the crying of the five little girls, Bai Zhenren comforted the five little girls: "Poor Dao understands, understands." It was the wood leaning against the wall that was knocked down by a wild cat and hit the head. ”

Bai Zhenren came to the door panel, checked the pulse, and then untied the cloth wrapped around his head and examined the wound.

"It's okay, it's okay. Three days at most, and it will be fine. ”

After the youngest girl handed over the string of seventeen or eighteen copper coins in her hand, she glanced back at the young man with the door lifted, and handed over the wooden box in her hand with red eyes.

The woman in red watched this scene and felt in her pocket, although she had no money, she still had a few gold leaves to spare. When he was about to take it out, he heard Bai Zhenren say to the eldest girl: "There have been a lot of weeds in the medicine garden in the temple recently, and you spend half a day, in addition to the grass in the medicine field, I will make up ten big dollars for you after paying the consultation fee and medicine fee." ”

After finishing speaking, Bai Zhenren thought for a while and said: "In recent days, there are still some medicinal materials to be concocted, and the eldest lady still comes to help." ”

"Yes." The eldest girl nodded vigorously, then pulled her four younger sisters and ran back.

They are going to fetch baskets, small shovels, and so on.

The woman in red snapped her fingers, and four women in strong suits appeared from the temple, carried the door panel and the boy on the door panel in, and then someone went to prepare hot water, and someone went to prepare clean cloth.

Treating the wound, applying medicine, and then priing open his mouth and pouring in some decoction, Bai Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief: "The injury is not serious, I can wake up tonight or tomorrow morning." If there is anything wrong with him, it is not good. ”

"Who is this?" The woman in red asked.

"My sister's neighbor, but my sister doesn't know her. There is a small piece of land in the north of your Zhuangzi, which is more than a dozen hectares in size, and it is his family. The rest either moved away or died. Then around, there are the fields of several princes and princesses, and the fields of several princesses just enclose the 100 acres of his family in the middle. ”

After Bai Zhenren explained, the woman in red had some impressions.

The woman in red is a big family, whether it is a prince or a princess in Sanyuan County, who comes and goes, whoever gives her three points of face.

She doesn't rely on the power of her family, nor does she rely on the name and power of her man.

Because her name is Zhang Chuchen.

I think that back then, when a few scoop handlers in the green forest saw it, they also had to be honored as a red hero.

After listening to what Bai Zhenren said, Zhang Chuchen nodded: "Remember, I don't know if it was a coincidence, or intentionally, no one wanted that piece of rocky wasteland, a few years ago, it was assigned to a government army, and then that soldier died in Luoyang." ”

"Yes, the family left five daughters and a son, the son is a little muna, but he has learned a carpenter's trade, although he is still poor, but he can be regarded as supporting the family's livelihood." Bai Zhenren also said something that Zhang Chuchen didn't know.

Zhang Chuchen smiled faintly, she didn't know about the affairs of those villagers' small households, and it was normal.

Bai Zhenren said again: "Just now, my sister seemed to want to take some goods, but it was not to refute my sister's face. It's just that although there is no adult in the Liu family at home, these five women and one man are all tough, and they are only willing to live with one pair of hands. ”

After saying that, Bai Zhenren's eyes turned to the wooden box that the five mothers of the Liu family put on the stone platform just now, as well as the dozen copper coins on the wooden box. Yoyo said: "I'm afraid I'm scared of them today, the wooden box is the only thing left by their dead mother, I heard that it is jewelry." ”

Even the last jewelry was taken out, and it seems that it is indeed in a hurry, and it is difficult at home.

"Yes! Just now, it was abrupt. Zhang Chuchen will also say a mistake in front of his friends, and he will never say that he is wrong in front of his man Li Jing.

Just like the joke in later generations, first, this woman will never be wrong. Second, if there is, please refer to Article 1.

"Lan Ruo, are you going to be here for the rest of your life?"

"Sister, don't mention this, otherwise don't come next time." Bai Zhenren's tone changed, with a hint of anger.

Zhang Chuchen sighed and didn't say any more.

Bai Zhenren is not surnamed Bai, but has the surname Dugu, Dugu Lanruo.

The boy on the bed was actually awake, he was not seriously injured, the blood was just a skin injury, and the most uncomfortable thing at this time was not the injury, but how to face this new life.

Liu Mu, although his head was still a little dizzy at this time, he clearly knew that he had crossed. And like many of the time-traveling novels he has written, he belongs to the soul.

Liu Mu, in the modern age of later generations, can proudly say that he is a senior historical travel writer, and has accumulated more than 30 million words of travel novels in ten years. But when the crossing happened to him, Liu Mu was not happy in his heart at this time, but he was endlessly afraid.