British scientist Bacon once said: Reading history makes people wise, reading poetry makes people perceptible, mathematics makes people sophisticated, physics makes people profound, ethics makes people dignified, and logical rhetoric makes people good at argumentation.

Jiang Hao mastered ancient traditional Chinese characters by learning calligraphy, and after learning traditional Chinese characters, he went to read traditional Chinese books, at least so that he could understand traditional Chinese books and write traditional Chinese characters, so as not to become illiterate in ancient times.

"History of the Ming Dynasty" and "Chronicle of the Ming Dynasty" are all tomes, but Jiang Hao still read them hard, especially about the Zhengde period.

He also dabbled in books on the politics, humanities, economy, war, culture, customs and habits of the Ming Dynasty.

In ancient times, how could there be less poetry and songs, this is a sharp weapon to pretend to be a force, what makes Jiang Hao regret is that those great poets and writers in the Tang and Song dynasties have written all the good poems, and there are too few famous poems in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Jiang Hao knows that the Ming Dynasty is Tang Yin and Yang Shen, and the Qing Dynasty is also a Nalan character.

Forget it, Jiang Hao bought a copy of the famous poems of the Ming and Qing dynasties and memorized it vigorously.

At the same time, Jiang Hao continued to practice the art of fighting and killing to enhance his survivability, although it was a literary film, there were also low-martial arts and even Taoist skills in it.

Now he is not only free fighting, but in several other worlds, he has also undergone special forces training and Krav Maga training, and his current fighting strength is much stronger than before, and he has mastered a lot of ruthless and practical killing moves.

As for weapons, the dagger is used well.

During this time, Jiang Hao immersed himself in studying, and he was more attentive than when he was admitted to college in high school, and more than a month passed in a flash.

Through reading books, Jiang Hao knows a lot of things about the Ming Dynasty, sometimes he can't get into the door, he doesn't know if he doesn't read books, it turns out that China in the Ming Dynasty has been so developed, and science and technology are at the leading level in the world.

The musket cannon of the Ming Dynasty has been used as a system, and the Shenji Battalion has created a precedent for the world's firearms troops, which is much stronger than Portugal and Spain, the maritime powers at that time, and more than 100 years earlier than the Spanish musketeers who were the first to establish a system in Europe, but gradually shrank in the Qing Dynasty.

The navigation technology of the Ming Dynasty, the treasure fleet was unrivaled in that era, Zheng He went to the Western Ocean seven times, and deserved to be the world's maritime hegemon, more than a century later, the era of great exploration was opened.

The agricultural and handicraft production of the Ming Dynasty was already quite systematic, such as machinery, bricks, ceramics, sulfur, candles, paper, weapons, gunpowder, textiles, dyeing, salt making, coal mining, oil extraction, etc., all of which are recorded in detail.

In the Ming Dynasty, the north rejected Mongolia, the east resisted Jiannu, and also resisted Japan and aided Korea, and defeated the invasion of the Japanese invaders along the southeast coast.

If you want to learn everything, a person can't finish it even if it takes his whole life, after all, it was the civilization of an era, and now Jiang Hao already has a general understanding of these, he has the insight of history, and the thinking of modern people, and there are many people who have surpassed that era.

This is his advantage, Jiang Hao decided to start doing the task.

Opening the system panel, Jiang Hao clicked on the button to accept the task.

Brush~~~

The scene changed suddenly, Jiang Hao only felt a trance, and then a stream of information poured into his mind, this is the memory and ability of the character he replaced, Jiang Hao closed his eyes and felt it for a while, and then slowly opened his eyes.

The entrance is a long desk, there is an oil lamp on the table, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, next to a few books, in the middle of the table is a half-open book, next to a bamboo basket, in which are a few paper rolls, that is the painting he painted.

Jiang Hao remembered, he read too late last night, he felt a little sleepy, he supported his head with his arm, and he just wanted to take a break and continue reading, but he didn't expect to sleep like this all night.

Stretching his somewhat stiff body, he slowly stood up and looked around, this was his room, a wooden bed, two bookcases, on which there were many books, and a table, on which was a bronze mirror.

Jiang Hao walked over, he took a picture of the bronze mirror, it was still his face, but he was a little younger than before, he touched his body again, clenched his fists and tried his strength, Jiang Hao was completely relieved.

First of all, he was sure of one thing, he was not a Weiyang student.

This identity is still called Jiang Hao, the word Runyu, is a scholar, 19 years old this year, lives in Nanchang Mansion, Jiangxi, participated in the imperial examination at the age of 14, passed the county examination and the government examination in one fell swoop, and was favored by countless people and was known as a little prodigy.

Just as he was ready to take the second year of the college exam, his mother died.

The imperial court has a rule that you cannot participate in the imperial examination during the mourning period, even if you are an official, you must dismiss the official and go home to guard filial piety, which is called "Ding worry".

The scholar's filial piety is three years, and when the three-year period expires, when he is ready to participate in the college examination that year, his father leaves the west, and the scholar keeps filial piety again.

It is now the eleventh year of Zhengde, Jiang Hao has already completed the period of filial piety, and only a few days ago he and Fu Bo bought incense and candle offerings to worship their parents.

It's a pity that there is no college examination this year, and it will take another year to continue to participate in the imperial examination next year.

Jiang Hao calculated in his heart that there were still more than three years before King Ning's rebellion, and there was plenty of time, and then he thought of his current environment.

The Jiang family was originally a wealthy family, there was a pastry shop in the city, and there were 100 acres of fertile land outside the city, relying on the income of the store and the collection of land rent, the family had no worries about food and clothing, but the mother was seriously ill and spent a lot of money, and the father sold the shop.

His father was seriously ill, and Jiang Hao could only pawn the field, and only twenty acres of land were sold, and his father did not save him.

In the end, only this mansion was left, and there was a loyal servant Fu Bo to take care of his daily life, living on the rent collection of the only twenty acres of land, but he could eat enough, but he was a scholar, and he had to buy pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and books from time to time, but it was very poor.

Just as Jiang Hao was thinking of this, suddenly the door was slammed.

Bang bang bang.

"Young master, are you awake, breakfast is ready." Fauber's voice came from outside the door.

"I'm up." Jiang Hao put away his thoughts and replied.

After speaking, he got up and walked to the door, opened the door, and saw an old man in a coarse cloth shirt standing outside the door, the old man had gray hair, tied with a yellow cloth strip, and looked like he was in his sixties, slightly old.

In fact, Jiang Hao knew that Fu Bo was only in his fifties this year, but his nutrition was not good in ancient times, and coupled with hard work, he looked old.

"Young master, you get up, let's eat when the meal is ready." When Fu Bo saw his young master, he showed a warm smile, just like looking at his own child.