It was raining heavily and the waves on the canal were rough. A seemingly ordinary passenger ship was rising and falling with the waves.
At this time, Zhen Yingzhen no longer had the ruthless expression she had just now. Instead, she was dressed in Tsing Yi, sipping tea and watching the storm outside the cabin.
"Fourth Master, I have already confirmed that Jia She went south this time with four retainers, fifty guards, and another two hundred forbidden troops responsible for transporting the saint's rewards to the ancestors."
A spy appeared quietly at the bow of the ship, knocked on the cabin door and came in to report the latest news.
Zhen Yingjun frowned when she heard about the two hundred forbidden troops: "Which imperial guard is it from?"
The spy clasped his fists and replied: "This villain can't find out, but I saw the leader with a dragon head bronze medal hanging around his waist."
As soon as the words "Dragon Head Bronze Medal" came out, the originally elegant Master Zhen Si's face immediately changed.
"Oops, I fell into a trap!"
Zhen Yingjun pushed open the cabin door, and the wind and rain roared in instantly. He could no longer take care of his bun that was messed up by the rain and his robe that was soaked by the waves. He shouted at the boatman: "Hurry up and let someone inform Lao Liu and the others to evacuate quickly, evacuate quickly!"
The people who punted the boat had a look of surprise on their faces. The brothers all went to kill them. It was estimated that in less than an hour, all the gold and silver obtained by selling the Xuzhou property of the Xue family would be transported to the village. Will this retreat? Fourth Master, is this crazy?
"Boom!"
The bright lights in the distance suddenly turned into a huge fireball, illuminating the pier in the rainy night.
Zhen Yingzhen's face was ashen and she sighed: "It's still a step too late after all. I didn't expect that the Supreme Emperor would do something like this!"
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The huge explosion woke Jia Cong from his sleep, and the sudden light outside the house reflected the entire sky. Everyone in the inn looked at the fire on the bluestone road not far away in fear, despite the impact of the rain. Not extinguished.
Jia Cong quickly put on his clothes, picked up the Yanling knife, hung a slingshot on his waist and rushed out of the house. I saw that the inn was not affected by the shouting outside at all, and the guards of the Jia family stared in all directions like hawks.
Boom, boom, boom!
"Sister Lin, are you up?"
With a creak, the door was opened instantly, and Grandma Wang, Zijuan and Xueyan were accompanying Daiyu who was awakened.
Daiyu's health was indeed not very good. Just now, there was a huge explosion outside that shook the earth. Daiyu was suddenly awakened. Even now, she was still frightened and looked pale.
"Brother Cong, you stay here with your cousin, while I go to the front to help father!"
Probably hearing the noise outside, Jia Lian, who was wearing armor, looked into the room, gave Jia Cong a few words and left in a hurry.
Only then did Jia Cong realize that the big commotion outside must have something to do with his father. After all, forbidden substances like fierce fire oil could only be found in the fourth camp.
As the number one guard in the world, it is not surprising that Habayashiro carries fierce fire oil with him. What is surprising is what do those people who are being burned outside do? How could I accidentally fall into Lang Habayashi's trap?
Jia Cong opened the window a crack and peeked out.
I saw that the streets paved with bluestones were completely turned into a sea of fire, and about one or two hundred people were writhing around in the fire with swords.
"It's so cruel. I will never eat barbecue again!"
Jia Cong retched and complained. Daiyu's curiosity was aroused by him and she insisted on pushing over to see what was going on outside. Jia Cong was so frightened that he blocked the window and shook his head.
"Don't look at it, otherwise you won't be able to eat for several days. Grandma Wang, stop it for me..."
Just as the two siblings were fighting for a seat in front of the window, shouts of murder suddenly erupted outside. Although Daiyu had never encountered such a terrifying thing, she could still pretend to be calm and sit at the table to make tea.
Jia Cong didn't reveal that Daiyu used to make tea in the middle of the night to cover up her inner panic. After all, she was just a little girl, soft and weak. I really don't know if the Lin Daiyu in her heart who uprooted the weeping willow can still appear?
"Sister Lin, let me tell you a story!"
The tea cup in Daiyu's hand was accurately handed to Jia Cong. Jia Cong picked it up and planned to drink it in one gulp.
"It's hot, you need some tea!"
Hearing Daiyu's stop, Jia Cong smiled, blew and then took a sip.
"Tea, isn't it just for quenching thirst?"
Daiyu knew all about Jia Cong's virtues, curled her lips and poured him another glass.
Just listen to Jia Cong leisurely say: "Chaos is not divided into heaven and earth, and no one can see it. Since Pangu broke through the Hongmeng, it has opened up the distinction between the clear and the turbid. It has led all living beings to look up to benevolence and found that all things are good. If you want to know the origin of nature, For merit, you must read Journey to the West: The Legend of Shie..."
The sound of fighting outside did not affect Daiyu who was listening to the story in the room at all. For the little girl, the story of the Monkey King was more attractive than the stories of talented men and beauties.
Jia Cong is not a genius with a photographic memory, so it is probably quite remarkable that he can memorize "Journey to the West".
Coupled with the background of the times, many places are completely different from this world, which allows Daiyu to catch several contradictions.
"Where is this Tang Dynasty?"
"fabricated!"
"Then the Chang'an City you are talking about is not the current Xi'an Mansion?"
"I told you it was fiction!"
"Your eyes are wrong!"
"Sister, you are my biological sister. I am just telling a story, not making any policy decisions!"
"Well, tell me carefully, is this Tang King Li Shimin Li Shimin, the second son of Tang Guogong Li Yuan who raised an army in Taiyuan in the late Sui Dynasty? Wasn't he killed by Li Jiancheng? Then the Tang King should be Li Jiancheng!"
Jia Cong just talked about Tang Wang's visit to the underworld, and he was already driven crazy by Daiyu.
It's not Jia Cong's fault. Who would have thought that in this small world, Li Jiancheng killed Li Shimin at Xuanwu Gate. Later, because of Li Yuanji's rebellion, the Tang Dynasty collapsed after only lasting less than a hundred years.
Later, it was still a hundred years of troubled times. Zi Daqian unified the Central Plains, re-introduced the imperial examination, dismissed aristocratic families, followed Confucianism, and established a illustrious dynasty for four hundred years.
Later, with the rise of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, they invaded the Central Plains while the new leader of Daqian was young and the internal affairs were in chaos, causing a feud between the foreign races for nearly a hundred years.
It wasn't until Taizu Taizu of Great Xia raised an army at the end of the Wei Dynasty that he led a group of four kings, eight princes and twelve princes to conquer the north and south. After more than ten years of ups and downs, he finally drove away the foreigners and reached Liaodong in the east, Hexi Corridor in the west, and Hexi Corridor in the south. The colorful world from the sea to the desert in the north was re-integrated into the Han family.
Of course, this is only the place that the imperial court can directly manage. The thirty-six countries in the Western Regions, Goryeo, Japan, Ryukyu and many other vassal states on the peninsula have not been included.
Jia Cong said with grief and anger: Do you blame me? History teachers would never have thought that the long river of time would turn a corner in the early Tang Dynasty!
After he figured out the current historical context, he once thought about becoming a literary copywriter and using those peerless poems to gild himself with the golden body of a young genius.
Unfortunately, what he never expected was that when he copied King Luo Bin's "Ode to the Goose", Daiyu would arrest him on the spot.
The long river of history has indeed turned a corner, but the bright stars in it still shine with their own light.
For example, King Luo Bin, one of the four heroes of the early Tang Dynasty, and Su Dongpo, a foodie known as Su Xian, both left beautiful poems.
Jia Cong, a pseudo-literary young man, really doesn't know whether the poems that once appeared in textbooks have been spread by predecessors.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get. People who travel through time have a lot of system cheats and fathers. It's good for him. If he wants to be a copywriter, he must first study hard and carefully find out which poems have not been written by others.
Otherwise, if someone exposes the transcript on the spot, wouldn’t it be too embarrassing for the time traveler?
