In the summer and April of the third year of Jingyou's reign in the Song Dynasty, in the back pavilion of Zichen Hall.
The pavilion is very spacious. There are turtle and crane Yannian Palace lanterns on the left and right sides of the door. Two palace maids are holding lanterns on the other side. The candles in the room are all emitting a soft and hazy yellow light.
In the middle of the hall is a green-glazed three-legged stove with string patterns. Green smoke rises from the stove, exuding a faint fragrance.
A young man wearing a light blue silk brocade robe sat on a pearwood Taishi chair. He was about 27 or 27 years old. His face was green and handsome, and his body was as thin as a green willow. He held his chin and cheek with his right hand, and his eyes were slightly lost. Looking at the green smoke rising from the incense burner in front of me.
In front of the young man stood several elders who were over fifty or sixty years old. They all had white beards or gray and crane hair, standing solemnly.
"The official family, according to the booklet in "Historical Interesting Stories", Xia, Shang, Zhou, Qin and Han, Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, Sui, Tang, Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing..."
One of the elders had a broad face, resolute and solemn. He stood in front of the young man and said in a deep voice: "There is also a story above about Sima Guang, the son of Sima Chi, the prefect of Tongzhou, smashing a vat. I sent someone to ask about it. This is true."
"If you really say that, my Song Dynasty will die, and what will replace the Song Dynasty will be a dynasty called the Yuan Dynasty?"
The young man clenched his fists.
"Yes."
The elder said.
The old man's name was Lu Yijian. He was Ping Zhangshi, a disciple of Tongzhong Shu in the Song Dynasty, a bachelor of Jixian Palace, and Duke of Shen.
The other five people are named Wang Sui, Wang Zeng, Cai Qi, Sheng Du, and Song Shou. They are the ministers of Tongzhongshu during the Jingyou period of the Song Dynasty. Prime Minister.
The young man sitting on it is naturally the first emperor in history to be named "Ren" in the temple, Song Renzong Zhao Zhen.
He is only twenty-seven years old this year and has just been in charge for four years.
"Has that person's identity been found out?"
Zhao Zhen asked.
"There is no way to find out the origin. Last night, a heavy rain suddenly appeared in the back garden. Among the things I brought with me, there was a strange object. On it was a portrait of this person. His name was Zhao Jun. He was born on February 15, 2000. There was also writing on the back. People's Republic of China resident identity card......"
"Besides these, is there anything else?"
"There is an admission notice for supporting teaching, as well as a supporting teaching training certificate, a student ID card of Renmin University of China, some clothes, a small iron box and a large iron box, a pile of bottles and cans, some black and white threads, and others Book......"
"how?"
"I can't understand, "Interesting Little Experiments in Physics", "Basic Chemical Reactions", "One Hundred Ancient Poems Must Be Memorized for Primary Schools", "Chinese Geography", "Nature and Science"... Not only are some words incomprehensible , and the word Dashi.”
"Big food character? Could it be that he is a big food man?"
"I didn't know that. The numbers inside are the characters of Dashi, which are found in some Buddhist classics. They were introduced to our country along with Buddhist books at the end of the Tang Dynasty, but the Song Dynasty did not include them. In addition, the "Geography of China" "There is a map in it, which seems to be a map of the Song Dynasty, but it is not. The provinces in it are completely different from ours, but the place names and locations are exactly the same."
Lu Yijian said clearly.
Zhao Zhen hesitated for a moment and asked: "Do you think... could he come from many years in the future?"
"Officials, please don't talk about the sun's body and behavior with rude and cheap words, mediocre and superficial remarks."
Lu Yijian immediately advised.
The meaning of this sentence is not to use weird theories to speculate on things that are difficult to understand.
"Then what's the explanation for these things?"
Zhao Zhen asked.
"There is no need for any other reasons, but don't make wild guesses first. Instead, you should find a way to confirm it."
Lu Yijian said.
"How should I confirm it?"
"Ask Yan Shu."
"Yan Shu?"
Zhao Zhen frowned.
He didn't like Yan Shu very much because Yan Shu was ordered to write the epitaph of Concubine Li Chen, Renzong's biological mother. It said that Concubine Li Chen only gave birth to a daughter who died young.
Later, when Zhao Zhen learned the truth about his biological mother, he was very unhappy and planned to hold Yan Shu accountable. It was Lu Yijian's persuasion that prevented him from being demoted to Yazhou. Censor Zhongcheng.
"Yan Shu is smart and may have a solution."
Lu Yijian strongly recommended him. Yan Shu was his man, so he naturally wanted to find opportunities to help him regain his position.
Zhao Zhen thought for a while, and finally nodded and said: "Summon Yan Shu."
After a while, Yan Shu came in, saluted Zhao Zhen and said, "Official family."
Lu Yijian told what happened, and finally said: "Do you think there is any way to prove this?"
Yan Shu thought for a while and said, "How is that person's condition?"
"He was in a coma. The imperial doctor said it was blood stasis, and the blood in his brain was clogged. He woke up for a while, but when he woke up, he found that he was blind. He fainted quickly in fear. It was probably caused by the clogged blood. "
"Then this matter will be easy to handle. I think that after he wakes up, we can go over and observe his words and deeds. Try to speak as little as possible and listen more."
"Why don't you just ask him?"
"If he really comes from the later generations and knows that he is in the previous dynasty, will what he said be completely true? If some remarks are made to confirm it and make us convinced, won't we just slander whoever we want to slander? By then, The decision is in his hands, do we believe it or not?"
"Uncle Tong's words are very reasonable."
"So he must not be allowed to know where he is so that he can tell the truth."
"Um."
Zhao Zhen nodded slightly.
At this moment, a eunuch hurried in and said, "Guan, that man is awake again."
"Go and have a look."
Everyone looked at each other and immediately stood up and went over.
In a room in the back garden, Zhao Jun woke up and turned around. What frightened him was that he could no longer see his eyes.
His body, head and eyes were all covered with gauze. He could feel the severe pain in his body. He couldn't help but shrink on the bed in fear and yelled: "My eyes, my eyes! It hurts. Where is this place?" , is this Nini Village? Is there anyone there?"
Creak, the door opened.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhao Jun shouted: "Party secretary, village chief, are you?"
Youyan Mandarin?
Zhao Zhen looked at Yan Shu, and Yan Shu shook his head to signal Zhao Zhen not to speak. He followed Zhao Jun's words and responded: "Yes, do you want a drink of water?"
"Are you the party secretary or the village chief? Oh, you must be the village chief. The uncle who sent me here in a donkey cart when I went up the mountain said that the party secretary fell and twisted his waist. Is this Nini Village? I can see with my eyes Missing, village chief, could you please take me down the mountain to the hospital so that the doctor can take a look at me?"
"The doctor has seen it and said it will be fine." Yan Shu followed his words.
"Doctor? Is there a doctor in our village? Village chief... It's not that I don't trust the doctors in our village. It's just that it's not a trivial matter to be blind. I'd better go to a big hospital or at least go to the county hospital. .”
"The doctor has given you acupuncture."
Yan Shu tried his best to respond in Youyan Mandarin, but because he was from the south, his accent was harsh, and his old tone was more convincing, so Zhao Jun did not notice the flaw.
And he didn't have any doubts at this time. After all, who would have thought that he would travel through time?
"Acupuncture?"
"Yes, the doctor said you have congestion, but don't worry. He said you have very little congestion. As long as you keep doing acupuncture, you will see it soon."
"Am I suffering from cerebral congestion?"
Zhao Jun was shocked, and then tried his best to regain his composure. He only felt a little dizzy and wanted to vomit, so he suppressed himself and huddled on the bed, shivering and said: "I...I remembered, Trauma can cause congestion in the brain, resulting in visual impairment and field of vision impairment, which are basically difficult to recover from. Will I become blind?"
Yan Shu looked at the frightened expression on his face and comforted him: "Don't worry, it won't happen. The doctor is a very good doctor. If he says no, it won't happen. You can definitely be cured. You have to trust the doctor."
"Really?"
Zhao Jun was still frightened, and just muttered: "I believe in Chinese medicine, I believe in Chinese medicine... Even with our disease, we should go down the mountain to a big hospital, and even if it doesn't work, we should have a CT scan." .”
Yan Shu thought for a while and said, "You are covered in injuries and can't get down the mountain."
"I'm fine... I just want to go to the hospital for a visit. The hospital has professional equipment. It will make me feel at ease if I can check it out."
Zhao Jun insisted, he didn't want to be blind.
Yan Shu had no choice now. He couldn't find any reason. He suddenly heard a thunder and the heavy rain outside reminded him, so he whispered: "It's raining outside."
"Raining? Well, that's right, I remembered it, mudslide. When I entered the mountain, a sudden heavy rain caused a landslide, and I fell off the cliff. Could it be that the mudslide blocked the road? This is how to do ah."
Zhao Jun was so anxious that he almost cried.
Yan Shu had no choice but to comfort him and said: "Don't worry, let the doctor continue acupuncture on you first to see the effect. When the road is repaired, we can go down the mountain again."
"Okay, okay, listen to the village chief."
Zhao Jun resisted the feeling of dizziness and vomiting, and slowly calmed himself down.
No one wants to be blind.
The world of blindness is really scary.
If you are congenitally blind and have never seen light, you may be able to bear it psychologically.
But I have seen light before, but fell into boundless darkness. That kind of feeling, people with poor psychological endurance may make them want to die.
"Let's talk about your entry into the village first."
Yan Shu glanced at the people behind him and spoke to Zhao Jun in a guiding manner.
"I'm here to teach. Aren't there no teachers in the village primary school? I'm sent by the state to teach the children."
Zhao Jun didn't think too much and said immediately: "By the way, I have to report to you. The village committee should have been notified by the above, but my luggage is missing, the admission notice and the teaching support certificate are lost. Am I Do I still have to go to the county education bureau to reapply?”
"It's okay, I found the stuff for you."
"That's good, that's good. Leave that thing at the village committee first. By the way, where's my mobile phone? Village chief, can you give me your mobile phone? I want to call my parents to let them know that they are safe. .”
cell phone? ? ?
Yan Shu was confused, what is this?
He looked back at Zhao Zhen and the others, who also shook their heads.
"village head?"
Seeing that the village chief didn't speak, Zhao Jun wondered: "Didn't you see my mobile phone? It's the palm-sized one, wide-screen, Huawei. A smartphone... there should be a landline phone in the village."
He also thought that the elderly rarely used smartphones or mobile phones, so he wanted to use a landline phone to remind Yan Shu.
Lu Yijian suddenly remembered. When he was looking for Zhao Jun to salute, he did find a small iron box the size of a palm, and winked at Yan Shu.
Yan Shu immediately said: "I'll get it for you."
"Thank you, village chief."
Zhao Jun sat in the corner uneasily. He could actually see a little bit now, but there was only a little light that passed through the gauze, and he could not see anything else clearly.
It was unsettling not to be able to see, and the head injury made it difficult for him to think calmly.
Now he only has one idea, that is to restore his eyesight as soon as possible.
It's a pity that yesterday's heavy rain caused a mudslide and destroyed the road down the mountain. Otherwise, even if the village chief objected, he would have to go down the mountain and climb to the hospital for a check-up.
It’s not that I don’t believe in traditional Chinese medicine. The main reason is that Daliang Mountain not only lacks educational resources, but also has poor medical resources. The village doctors in the mountains are probably about the same level as barefoot doctors. Even if you want to find a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, you still have to go to an old professor from the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Please rest assured.
"This rain came so suddenly. Why am I so unlucky? There is no way down the mountain. But I believe in the government. With the strength of our country, the road should be repaired soon. We must believe in the organization and the country."
Zhao Jun huddled in the corner, his face still panicked, but he kept cheering himself up in his heart to recover from his uneasy mood as soon as possible.
