In the summer and April of the second year of Tiansheng, Xu Ping sat under the big willow tree by the wheat field in the east of his grange, leaning against the willow tree, looking at the small river not far to the south. Under his ass was a bamboo mat, and beside him was a fruit bowl filled with some candied dried fruits.

Xu Ping couldn't tell what state he was in now, in his memory he was a small clerk of a small county agricultural machinery station, but the reality was that he was in the Song Dynasty, and he was an unsuccessful son of a wealthy family, and even his fragmentary memories remained.

The memory of that world was so clear, and everything was almost vivid, that he couldn't tell which one was himself and which was a dream.

Perhaps, this is a less thorough soul piercing, which is quite popular in that world right now.

It took Xu Ping five or six days to slowly calm down and impatiently accept this reality. Unexpectedly, once I accepted it, I was slightly excited. I have also studied history, as long as I pay attention, maybe I will seize some opportunity at once, soar to the sky, and leave my name in history, so that I don't have to live so aggrieved like myself in another world.

He first had to figure out what year it was, so that he could connect it with the history in his memory. But he flipped through the almanac, and only got this answer, the summer and April of the second year of the Heavenly Sage, Ding Mao, that is, the tenth day of the first month.

It's useless at all!

He had never heard of this era name at all, and he didn't know who was at this time and what would happen! The history he studied was what happened in a certain year of A.D., and it was in the year book, but he never remembered it in his head.

What's even more tragic is that he found that he didn't know any of the characters in the history books.

According to the vague memory of the gentleman in his current body, the Great Song Dynasty has now been established for more than 60 years, and there have been three dynasties of Taizu, Taizong, and Zhenzong, as for which emperor is now, it is not clear! The emperor is the emperor, even if he has a honorific title, he doesn't know it, and he doesn't know the memory of his previous life. In the history books, the emperor of the Song Dynasty was called the temple number, and the emperor did not die, where did the temple number come from?

As for the era name, Xu Ping only had an impression of the Dazhong auspicious charm of the Zhenzong Dynasty not long ago, but he only had the impression that this era name was a bit special, and he couldn't remember how it was written in the history books at all.

Xu Ping knows how to check his current age, after all, Chinese history is recorded in detail, and the Ganzhi era has been thousands of years, and there is no confusion. For example, he remembered that Qin Shi Huang unified the Six Kingdoms in 221 BC, and then pushed it down from the history books day by day, ensuring accuracy.

This is the reason why he wants to force himself to get used to the method of counting the days of April Dingmao, of course, this kind of calculation is not something he can complete now.

Today, Xu Ping was in a better mood, and he finally knew a living person in a history book.

Early in the morning, Xu Ping was walking around the village and happened to hear two villagers talking about the government. This is not surprising, he is now located in his own family in Mou County, Kaifeng Prefecture, at the foot of the Son of Heaven, the civilians are also well-informed, it is normal to have nothing to guide the country, and the people in the capital in the previous life are the same.

One said: "Kou Xianggong has made great contributions to the country, and he actually died of old age in Lingnan, but he hated that treacherous evil and did not die, it is really a disaster for thousands of years!" ”

Another said: "I want to be in Lanzhou back then......"

Xu Ping was blessed to his heart, and interjected: "Is Kou Xianggong talking about Kou Zhun?" ”

The two bankers looked at him, rolled their eyes, saluted, and turned away without saying a word.

Xu Ping was stunned for a while, and then remembered that his current identity was a gentleman, and he was not very respected. What's more important is that Kou Zhun has a very high prestige among the people at this time, and the ancient people were particular about avoiding it, he called Kou Zhun by his name, that is, he was facing his own villager, and if others might slap him, he would have pulled it over.

However, with Kou Zhun's origin, the memories of the two lives are linked.

It turned out that it was the era of Kou Zhun's life, but unfortunately, he had passed away in Lingnan last year. What happened after Kou Zhun died? Qingli New Deal? Wang Anshi's change? Jingkang's change?

Xu Ping could only think of these few major events, but he didn't know how many years it would take to happen. Originally, he thought that he was good at history and could score high in exams, but when he arrived at the specific era, he found that he knew almost nothing. Who made China's history too long?

However, knowing that Kou Zhun was an acquaintance, it was as if his feet had finally fallen to the ground, Xu Ping'an felt a lot of heart, and sat here like this all morning, spreading out from Kou Zhun and sorting out the memories of the two lives.

There is not much to be desired in the memory of the gentleman, nothing more than a horse and a dog, a hook fence, all he knows is that Kou Zhun became famous as a young man, and the battle of Lanzhou was famous all over the world, and later he was planted in the hands of Ding Wei, and died of old age in Lingnan.

The memories of his previous life have two points about Kou Zhun. The first is the Abyss Alliance, and anyone in this era understands better than him. The second point is to be glad that he is also a reader, and it is about the quasi-word of Kou Zhun's name.

Of course, the people of the Song Dynasty did not know how to use simplified characters, but because of Kou Zhun's high position and important name, the Song people avoided him and reduced the traditional quasi-characters, and later they became regular characters. That's right, after subtracting the pen, it is the quasi-character of simplified Chinese.

This made Xu Ping find a problem, he couldn't write the words used in this era. This has nothing to do with traditional Chinese characters, which were not finalized until the Qing Dynasty, let alone simplified characters. If you wishfully think that ancient people used traditional characters, you will also be unlucky. For example, if this quasi-character is forced to write in traditional Chinese, if it is handed over to the government, it may be regarded as a traitorous party, and it is possible that there will be no hope for a career from now on.

But although my father has invited a famous teacher to teach him since he was a child, he still doesn't learn and has no skills. Xu Ping compared it, and many of the words this guy recognized were the same as the simplified characters in his memory in his previous life, but they were obviously in traditional Chinese. This is the so-called vulgar word in the Song Dynasty, the teacher's evaluation of this guy is that it is easy to use the vulgar word village language, and the future is nothing more than first-class business and commerce, and there is no hope for the future.

By the way, the teacher is the future father-in-law of this guy, the first to move, the subject of the Xianggong, specializing in the three passes of "Spring and Autumn". Not long ago, he fell off the list again.

Xu Ping is a scholar, and since he has reached this era of literati respect, he still has some ideas about the imperial examination high school. But the handwriting is incorrect, and that's a big problem. Not to mention that there are all kinds of evasions about the royal family, such as the state army originally had a general judgment, but now to avoid the queen mother's father, it has been changed to the same judgment, you can imagine how complicated this matter is.

Just when Xu Ping was thinking about it and his brain was hurting, a middle-aged man in his early thirties came over, and when he arrived in front of Xu Ping, he sang with his hands and said, "Da Lang, Mrs. has come back from the town, and she has arrived in the village, you go and greet you." ”

Xu Ping recognized this as his own servant, the manager of this grange, raised in his grandfather's house since he was a child, and after his parents got married, he followed his family name and took a name called Xu Chang. Well, his father Xu Zheng inherited his father-in-law's inheritance and soared, and later earned a fortune of Wanguan, and even these domestic servants inherited it together.

Xu Ping stood up and said to Xu Chang: "The trouble is all in charge." ”

The two went around to the back of the village and were facing Mrs. Xu and her party.

An ox cart was in front, and the curtain was lifted because of the heat.

In the middle is a middle-aged woman in her thirties, with luxurious clothes, but not extravagant, a slightly dark complexion, and a cold expression, it is Xu Ping's mother Zhang Yuzhen, known as the iron-faced Zhang Sanniang.

A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl next to her, holding a double bun, a water blue dress, a white and tender melon seed face, and a silent and indifferent expression, was Xu Ping's fiancée, Lin Suniang, the daughter of her teacher.

Lin Suniang and Xu Ping grew up together as childhood sweethearts, but their personalities are incompatible. Lin Suniang knows how to answer the gift, although she is young, she has a law to advance and retreat. In the current Xu Ping's view, she is completely the kind of good wife and mother written in the history books, well, a real ancient person. Xu Ping's predecessor was a gentleman, who was indulgent and uninhibited all his life, and he couldn't play together at all. And now Xu Ping has an instinctive sense of distance from this kind of ancient people who came out of a book.

Next to the two, there are two people sitting on the left and right.

The one on the left is a middle-aged woman, white and fat, meticulously cleaned up and down. This is the female envoy who accompanied her mother when she was a child, that is, the servant girl. When my mother married my father, I married her off with some dowry, but a few years ago, my husband died, and the family was difficult, and my mother remembered the old and hired her back. has the support of the iron-faced Zhang Sanniang, who is also a figure with a head and face in the Xu family, and everyone calls her Granny Hong.

On the right is a little girl of eight or nine years old, with delicate eyebrows, dressed in a blue coarse cloth dress, and holding a small old bag tightly in her arms. She sat by the side of the car, keeping her head down, her black eyes rolling from time to time, secretly looking at the people around her, full of curiosity. This little girl Xu Ping had never seen it before, and I didn't know where it came from.

The one who was driving the car in front of him was a small servant in the hotel in the town, named Liu Xiaoyi.

Behind the ox cart, a middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed in white, was Xu Ping's teacher and his future father-in-law, Lin Wensi. He was sweating profusely and stepped over a black donkey.

Lin Wensi is not a local, he came to Kaifeng to take the exam many years ago, and met Xu Zheng by chance, and the two fell in love and stayed. Later, it was the relationship between the Xu family and settled in Kaifeng. You must know that at this time, Kaifeng Mansion is the first good place in the Great Song Dynasty, and the number of places to send people is far from being comparable to other places, just like settling in Beijing and then taking the college entrance examination in the previous life. It is precisely because of this friendship that Lin Wensi gave his daughter to him, regardless of Xu Ping being a prodigal child.

I wanted to laugh when I saw him riding a donkey, because this was too different from the ancient customs in my memory. Although Zhang Guolao riding a donkey upside down is a very familiar image, seeing a big man riding on a small donkey, Xu Ping still feels funny, and how to look at it feels incongruous.

But there is no way, this is the Song Dynasty, the era of lack of horses, not a wealthy family, it is really not possible to ride a horse, it is good to have a donkey to ride.

Xu Ping stepped forward and saluted Zhang Sanniang: "Mom, I've worked hard all the way." ”

Zhang Sanniang smiled, although it was iron-faced, it was also very kind: "The weather is hot, you don't have to be limited to etiquette, go back to the village hall first, we will be there soon, I have something to say to you in a while." ”

Xu Ping hesitated in place, not knowing what to do. As a son, he should be careful to accompany his mother on the side, this is filial piety, how can he take the first step? But the memories from his previous life made him really unaware of this.

Zhang Sanniang's smile became brighter, and she said to Lin Suniang beside her: "Da Lang was not in good spirits a few days ago, and those who learned his tongue said that he looked crazy, but he didn't know that he was changing his past, and my son now knows the etiquette." ”

Lin Suniang smiled and said, "It's all taught by Mrs. ”

Zhang Sanniang finally felt sorry for her son, and said to Xu Chang on the side: "Don't care, accompany Da Lang to take a step first, avoid the heat, and don't have to accompany us." ”

Someone accompanied, Xu Ping no longer twisted, and left with Xu Chang first.