The first thing Xia Nan saw when he opened his eyes was not the scene of the car accident, but the blue sky and white clouds, and the sky was so clean that it was not like words. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Lin Weiye opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was Xia Nan beside him, both of them were very clean and without any blood stains.

Xia Nan also saw Lin Weiye, organized the wording, and asked cautiously: "Do you remember what happened to us before?" ”

Lin Weiye rubbed his forehead and said, "Remember, this afternoon, there was a car accident, our car collided with the oncoming car on the edge of the cliff, and fell off the cliff after sliding......" Before the words were finished, the two remembered the moment of horror, and both trembled.

"Then, let's lie down here......" Xia Nan stood up, turned his head and looked around, it was actually a large beach, very similar to the Sanya Beach that Xia Nan had been to before, the difference was that there were no tourists, no garbage, the sea gently beat the fine sand on the beach, and the surroundings were quiet.

"The experience of movies or novels tells me that the first possibility is that we are dead." Xia Nan told Lin Weiye.

Lin Weiye also stood up to observe the surrounding environment and did not answer.

"I'm an atheist, and I don't have much research on the underworld in China and the hell in the West, but this beach doesn't see anything to do with the underworld or hell, so do we go to heaven?" Summer Minami came to her first uncertain conclusion.

Lin Weiye turned his head to look at Xia Nan: "I'm also an atheist. Judging by the cleanliness of the sea and the beach, it's completely different from what we know of a normal beach – I mean the heavily polluted waters and littered sand. ”

He pointed to the sky again: "Look, Beijing doesn't have such a clear and clean sky, of course, the sky in Sanya is not as good as here, except for Tibet." ”

Xia Nan asked: "I know that you are a logical and rigorous science student, reason, where are we?" ”。

Lin Weiye raised a finger: "First, we fell off the cliff in a car accident on the way to Tibet, why we didn't get injured or not, and this is a beach, there is no sea in Tibet, this is not scientific......"

He raised a second finger: "Second, according to the air quality and sea environment, it is not any coastal area of China that we are familiar with, and this is like a time and space without industrial pollution at all." ”

Then the third finger: "Third, according to my experience of reading online articles, it is estimated that it is the same as the second possibility you thought ......" paused, and said in unison with Xia Nan, "We crossed?" ”。

Xia Nan suggested: "Just ask someone if you cross over." ”

"This is the seaside, and there should be fishermen's villages nearby. ”

The two left the beach and found a lot of coconut trees, and Xia Nan took a sip: "It can't be the ancient Hainan, right?" ”

Lin Weiye found a vaguely recognizable road, and the two followed the road, and actually found that there was cooking smoke in the depths of the woods. Further on, the eyes suddenly opened up, and a village appeared in front of the two of them—simple and low houses, tattered fishing nets, all indicating that this was a place far from modern civilization.

There was no one in the village, and the two of them wandered around for a long time, and were trying to find a house to knock on the door, when the door creaked open, and a woman came out, looking about thirty or forty years old, with her hair combed in a bun, and her coarse cloth dress with patches, obviously not in modern dress, and found two tall men standing at the door, screaming in fright and closing the door again.

Xia Nan and Lin Weiye glanced at each other in horror - there was a great possibility of crossing.

Xia Nan continued to knock on the door and said: "Fellow, we are not bad people, we just want to ask for directions, and beg for saliva by the way."

Lin Weiye questioned: "Is it useful to say this?" ”

Xia Nan shook his head: "I don't know either." ”

After a while, a voice came from the crack in the door: "I heard that your accent is not a local, it won't be someone sent by Master Hu, the men in our village have all gone to the salt farm, and the salt class will be handed over, please don't rush again!" ”

Xia Nan didn't know where this Master Hu was, and continued: "Fellow, we don't know any Master Hu, we are merchants from Nanyang, and the ship was sunk by wind and rain, so we went ashore."

Lin Weiye asked in a low voice: "Why do you say it's from Nanyang?" ”

"It's not like the coast or islands in the north, it's the South China Sea, and our short hair and clothes are so foolish that we come from the South Sea."

There was silence behind the door for a while, and then the door opened again with a creak, and the woman looked at the two timidly: "You are really not Master Hu's people?" ”

Xia Nan put on a harmless smile from humans and animals: "We really don't know Master Hu."

The woman believed him and told him, "The men in our village are not there, and if you have anything to help, you have to wait for the men to come back." ”

Xia Nan took the opportunity to talk and asked what era and place this was. The woman in the remote fishing village obviously didn't have much knowledge, so she asked clearly in a few words. It is now February of the third year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty, and the two are in Qiongzhou - it is really the ancient Hainan Island - this village is Ma Yuan Village near Lingao County, Qiongzhou Prefecture, and the whole village lives by drying salt for the salt field, which belongs to the Haibei Lifting Division.

Xia Lin's eyes were dark, but they didn't expect that they had really crossed over, and they had crossed into this troubled world.

In the third year of Chongzhen, 1630 AD. The first thing Chongzhen did after coming to power was to eradicate the eunuchs, and Wei Zhongxian did not commit suicide. The fall of the eunuch party brought a moment of hope to the political sky of the late Ming Dynasty, and then disappeared like a meteor. Cutting off a rotten sore does not bring back to life a sick person who is already festering. With the Manchu Qing Dynasty in the north and Li Zicheng and other displaced people in the heartland, the Ming Dynasty, the last Central Plains dynasty of the Han people, was no longer able to return to heaven and embarked on the road of destruction.

After calming down, Xia Nan asked, "Fellow, who are you talking about Master Hu?" ”

The woman said: "My husband's surname is Tan, the second in line, you can call me Tan's second sister-in-law." Tears stayed when he said that, "Speaking of Master Hu, he is the bane of our village......"

From the woman's crying and crying story, Xia Nan and Lin Weiye understood the general situation.

In the 45th year of Wanli, the Lingao earthquake in the Mayuan salt field was washed away a lot, and some places sank into the sea, and the production capacity of the salt field has not been restored to the original level, but the silver in the folded color stipulated by the government is not less at all, and the salt Ding has fled a lot. To add insult to injury, since the end of Wanli, Haikou often came to the salt field to rob the salt lead, the salters were killed, and those who fled escaped, and now there are only more than 400 salts left in the village, and there are seven or eight hundred salts at most. The ancient method of drying salt is completely labor-intensive, and it is even more difficult to maintain production after less manpower. The annual fold color is always uneven, the government is urging the class, and the Ding Zhuang in the village usually hides. Fortunately, there is still a lot of land in Mayuan, and there is water from the Mayuan River for irrigation, and the salt ding is not only drying salt, but also cultivating the field to grow some grain, and it can also satisfy the stomach. It's just a matter of fear.

According to the regulations of the government, the salt factory adopts the system of discounted payment. In other words, the salters did not have to pay the rated salt directly to the government, but converted the salt into rice or silver. In the old days, the rule was to convert each quotation into one stone of rice, and later, the folding rice was changed to silver: first the salt was converted into rice, and then the rice was converted into silver according to the price of rice. The amount of salt in the Mayuan Salt Farm is "1,417 and 230 catties", and the folded rice is more than 1,400 stones. According to the market price of Chongzhen year, the folded silver will cost more than 2,000 taels.

The salt tax has certain advantages for the salt people: production is no longer subject to the supervision and control of the government, as long as the salt tax is paid on time, basically you can do whatever you want, and you don't have to dedicate yourself to the salt cause of the Ming Dynasty day and night. After the salt is out, there will naturally be merchants to buy it, if the salt is too much and the market is good, then life is still good. Some people think that salt is too bitter, and there are also those who use the income from business or reclamation to pay salt and silver.

But after the earthquake, everything changed. Taking advantage of the fact that the salt fields in the village were washed away and the salt tax could not be paid for a while, Mr. Hu, a large household nearby, gradually controlled most of the sales of salt by borrowing debts on behalf of the cash. But his purchase price was much lower than the market, and the salt that the salters were tired of drying out was not enough to repay the serial Hades debts. He also colluded with the government to take charge of the salt class, insisting that the price of rice is high now, and the color of each stone of rice is three taels of silver. The loan sharks here can't be repaid, and the official fees over there are in a mess. The salters knew that he was making trouble, but they had to beg him to slow down his cheeks in front of the government. Over time, the Hu family became the de facto ruler of the village, and the salt fields seemed to have become the private property of the Hu family, and the exploitation became increasingly heavy. In addition, every time the pirates came to Gao over the years, they always robbed the salt in the salt works, and killed many people, and the village became more and more desolate.

Recently, Mr. Hu was urging the class to be urgent, and the village could not hand over the designated folded color, so the young and strong had to dry the salt in the salt field day and night, and the old people went to open up the wasteland and farm the land to ensure the rations of the people in the village, so there were basically no people in the village during the day.

After talking about the situation in the village, Tan's second sister-in-law gradually calmed down a little, and told the two: "You have crossed the sea, the boat is gone, and you are also a hard-working person, if you don't dislike it, you can rest at my house first, and I still have to go to the salt farm."

Xia Nan hurriedly said: "Second sister-in-law Tan, you go, we will help you watch the house."

Second sister-in-law Tan sighed: "What is valuable in this family, it's okay." And he went.

Looking at the house in the summer, Nan didn't even have a piece of iron farming tools, and he was indeed destitute.

The two of them sat for a while, slowly digesting the fact of crossing. After a long time, Xia Nan groaned with the price of his hand: "God, I don't want to play crossing, a great future awaits me!"

Lin Weiye smiled: "If you come, you will be safe, accept the reality"

Xia Nan glared angrily: "You are also a top science student from a prestigious university, but it's not a ** silk, it's so light!" ”

Lin Weiye spread his hands: "So, do you have a way to go back?" ”

Summer Nan was speechless.

Xia Nan, male, from Beijing, 23 years old, a handsome guy with a lot of gold and a handsome man, the standard is rich and handsome. A high-achieving student majoring in business management at a well-known university in Beijing cooperated with his classmates to develop software to make money during his school years, and then invested in Internet social networking sites, and registered and established a technology company after graduation as a CEO. By chance, I learned that my college classmates organized to go to Tibet to wash my soul, and on impulse, I drove my own Land Rover Discovery 4 into Tibet. On the way, I met Lin Weiye, a backpacker who traveled to Tibet on a poor basis, and asked for a ride, so he took him into Tibet together, but he did not expect a car accident on a cliff section, and after colliding with the oncoming car on the opposite side, he slid and fell off the cliff.

Lin Weiye, male, Shandong, 25 years old, mediocre appearance, a typical otaku in the 21st century, graduated from a veteran science and engineering university in Beijing, majoring in metallurgy, and applied for a job in a steel company after graduation. In order to realize his childhood dream of seeing the Potala Palace, he entered Tibet alone, took a ride to Xia Nan on the way, and then came to Qiongzhou in 1630 with Xia Nan.