"Where am I?" Xiao Letian opened his eyes in a daze, but everywhere he looked there were woods swaying in the cold wind and tall and towering mountains.
"Why did the weather suddenly become so cold? I remember it wasn't so cold when I entered the mountain? Where's the bonfire, the tent, and the hiking bag I used as a pillow?" Only the slow-flowing stream around me proved that it was still there. campsite, but why are the surrounding trees suddenly denser?
Xiao Letian had no strength at all. It was as if he had gone on a long and protracted hike, and all the energy in his body had been exhausted.
"Water... I need some water..." Xiao Letian gathered some strength and struggled to climb towards the stream. When he could touch the cold stream water, his head kept spinning.
At this moment, footsteps suddenly came from behind him, as well as someone's hurried voice. Please come to more and faster chapters. Xiao Letian wanted to look back, but before he could turn his head, his vision went dark and he crawled on the stone beach and passed out.
"It was a big mistake to go camping in the Taihang Mountains this time..." This was the last sentence in Xiao Letian's mind before his consciousness disappeared.
Not far away from where Xiao Letian was unconscious, there were suddenly three muffled sounds, and there was a violent shaking in the bushes on the hillside, followed by the excited cheers of the crowd: "Master Qing is so powerful, his shooting skills are unparalleled, it's simply... Sai Li Guang, Xiao Hua Rong..." Several big-headed soldiers wearing eight-flag banners rushed excitedly into the grass on the hillside, and after a while they pulled out a huge fat rabbit from it.
Third Master Qing was the most famous master in the Xiling Guard Army in Yixian County, Zhili Province. He was known as an unparalleled cavalry and archer. He was originally from the Fucha family, one of the eight major surnames in Manchuria, and his full name was Fuqing. The first update. On weekdays, when the soldiers were so flattering, he would have squinted his eyes with laughter. He might even throw a handful of copper coins to reward them.
But today Mr. Qing didn't feel any excitement when he heard the flattery. Now his eyes were staring at a tall man not far away who was watching the scenery on horseback like a fighting cock. If you look closely, you will see that he is actually a foreign devil?
"General Qing... Your archery skills are really great. In my opinion, you are better than the best archery master in Japan... Don't you want to take a photo? I will give you one to record your posture. ..." After the foreign devil finished speaking, his little black follower Simon began to point the camera at Mr. Qing.
This was so serious. Mr. Qing’s men even threw away the dead rabbit, jumped over and loyally stood in front of the horse. “Sir, please dismount. This is a soul-captivating object for foreign devils. If you look at it once, you will lose even a trace of your soul... Foreign devils.” , I have long thought that you are not a good person, and now you have finally shown your flaws. If you have the guts, come to us..."
Oops, it seems that these soldiers are from home, and the soldiers of the Qing Dynasty really don't have such loyalty. Mr. Qing didn't have the same coolness as before, so he was dragged off his horse by his son, and he hid behind the crowd and looked at Simon who was like a ghost and couldn't even speak.
"Stop... stop... this is our territory of the Qing Dynasty. How can we allow you to be so presumptuous? Put down the demon weapon for me..."
Just when the foreign devils and the Qing military attache were in a stalemate, a figure suddenly ran from not far away from the east. As he ran, he shouted, "Sir... Sirs, come and see, we have captured a long What a remnant of Mao..." Running over was a young man wearing a melon cap and a green cloth coat, his head covered with sweat.
When Mr. Qing and the foreign devils heard that the long-haired remnant had appeared, they immediately stopped fighting and hurried to the west. They walked around a large white stone more than four meters high and found that the people in the caravan had already formed a circle. They drew knives and held sticks and surrounded an unconscious young man on the ground.
"Manager Fan, what's going on? Where did you find it..." Mr. Qing asked about a skinny old man with a black satin robe, a goatee, and two small eyes. He is the big boss of this caravan. , a big shopkeeper of the Fan family of Shanxi merchants.
"Third Master, don't worry. We didn't find this person when the caravan was resting. Later, when the caravan went to fetch water, we found him by the creek. He thought he was a mountain man in trouble. But when he came back and took a look, he was Old man, I was shocked..."
Shopkeeper Fan was right. When Mr. Qing and the foreign devil lowered their heads to look at each other, they realized that there was something strange about this fair and handsome young man. Please come to more and faster chapters. First of all, he doesn't have braids, his hair looks like it has grown out just a month after shaving, and the clothes he wears are very weird, they are similar to the style of foreigners, they are divided into two sections at the top and bottom, and they are so dark that they feel like some kind of leather. made.
You say he is a monk, he has no incense scar on his head, you say he is a remnant of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and the clothes he wears are in the style of foreign devils. No matter how well-informed Mr. Qing is, he still cannot figure out the identity of this person. As a result, he and Shopkeeper Fan subconsciously glanced at the foreign Japanese.
Before the foreign devil could speak, the unconscious young man on the ground suddenly moved, "Water...Give me water..." When the foreign devil saw that the man was awake, he quickly asked Simon to get a kettle, and drank half a bottle of water. The fair young man finally opened his eyes. Please come to more and faster chapters.
"Oh, it was my international friends who saved me? I didn't expect that instead of going to Beijing to climb the Great Wall, you came to this remote country to be a travel companion...thank...thank..." Just when this kid wanted to talk to his African friends in English When they were having a good conversation, the focus of his eyes was changed to a wide-angle. A group of people dressed in Qing Dynasty clothes surrounded him, and he was so frightened that he sat up at that time.
"Ohgod...are you acting? Are you shooting on location?" Before he could finish speaking, one of Mr. Qing's men poured a ladle of cold water over his pocket, "Wake up, wake up...the accent is still 49" Where are the men in the city, how can they talk about foreign devils? Could it be that they are the second devils..."
A scoop of cold water made the boy sober at that moment. He looked carefully at everything around him, including the caravans, Qing Dynasty military attachés, foreigners, tall horses, walking mules, little donkeys...and of course the real big braids. He recognized a reality and traveled through time. The first time I updated the results, this was a loser. At that time, my eyes darkened and I fainted again.
The young man who traveled through time is called Xiao Letian. He is from the imperial capital of the Great Celestial Dynasty. He graduated from Yanjing University and is now working as a middle-level manager in a multinational advertising company. This guy doesn't usually have any hobbies. He just likes to attend military forums and engage in big debates with a group of angry youths. He only remembered traveling deep into the Taihang Mountains with a group of traveling companions before time travel, and arguing with another person about military history beside a campfire with a red face.
Xiao Letian has always emphasized that there is actually another choice for the direction of modern China. It does not necessarily have to follow the old path of dynasty changes. Killing ten houses and nine empty houses is too destructive. Please come to more and faster chapters. During the Qianlong period, the Qing Dynasty initially estimated that China had a total population of about 300 million. However, during the Taiping Rebellion, more than 100 million people died in China, and one-third of the population disappeared. Those are living human lives, and they are the foundation of the country.
It's a pity that Xiao Letian's compassion was only met with ridicule. The fellow traveler retorted with a strong revolutionary tone, saying that a class is destined not to step down on its own. How can an immortal man break the legacy created by thousands of years of traditional concepts? Iron lid? Not to mention that nine out of ten houses are empty, even if only one out of a hundred is left, a revolution is still necessary.
Neither of them could convince the other, so they argued for most of the night. Finally, amidst the scoldings of other travel friends, the two finally shut up and went to sleep. And Xiao Letian was still chanting in his mind before falling asleep. Please come to more and faster chapters.
"As long as I am given a chance, I will definitely find a completely different path. I will let the Chinese nation get out of the quagmire of decline with the least amount of blood. I am convinced, I firmly believe..."
He never expected that the great god in heaven heard his call and actually gave him this opportunity. After waking up from this dream, Xiao Letian actually traveled through time.
"Men, young and old, what year is it today? And this foreign friend, do you know which year it is according to the Western calendar? Tell me quickly..." When Xiao Letian was woken up by the cold water again After that, he would ask someone when he saw him, repeating this sentence over and over again.
Finally, it was the foreigner who spoke, using his weird Chinese without four tones and said, "Young man, this year is 1864, which is the third year of Tongzhi... Have you lost your memory? Did you get hit on the head?"
Xiao Letian's back was soaked with sweat at that time. No wonder these people just called me Changmao, and then called me Erjiizi. It turns out that this is 1864. This year the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was destroyed, and the so-called Tongzhi Renaissance was about to begin. Four years after the Second Opium War ended, foreign forces officially penetrated into the interior... and the Franco-Prussian War was about to start, and Germany was about to start in a few years. Unification, even small Japan is now in chaos. In four years, Japan will change to the Meiji era, and the Meiji Restoration will begin.
Heaven and earth, you are really kidding me. If you say that I am a little angry young man complaining, you just think I am farting. How can you still take it seriously? It was also thrown directly into the middle of the first industrial revolution and the second industrial revolution. Your starting point is really good. This year is really the last opportunity for the Chinese nation to rise.
Xiao Letian is not in the mood for random thoughts. His first priority now is to survive. No matter what, I cannot let these people label me as a remnant of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. I would rather be a devil than to save my life first. Xiao Letian saw very clearly that the military attaché named Mr. Qing had a bad look on his face and was whispering something to his minions.
There was also the old shopkeeper of the caravan who did not dare to approach him with his assistants. The merchants were still afraid of sticky bags, especially the young assistant who saved him, who had already been complained bitterly by others. Now only this big-nosed foreigner is not afraid of him and is still interested in answering his questions.
Xiao Letian's brain is now running as fast as an eight-core CPU. It is arranging and combining all the information and screening out various possibilities. He has never thought that he can think about problems so focused. What nonsense is procrastination, obsessive-compulsive disorder, etc. All the problems of lack of concentration disappeared at this moment.
Until the end, Xiao Letian suddenly grabbed the sleeves of the missionary in front of him and said in his standard American English, "God in heaven, please save your people. Only you can save my life now. I am willing." Use the most valuable intelligence in exchange for your help. Are you British? French? Or...forget it, no matter which country you are from, I can help you. Now please save me first and give it to me. A legal identity..."
The foreigner with blue eyes and big nose was shocked at that time. At first, he couldn't understand the few English words that the Chinese said, but now he was dumbfounded by the whole English words. This Chinese could actually speak He has an eastern American accent, which is the most standard New York accent.
"My God, what kind of person are you giving me? This is the most bizarre incident I have ever encountered in the Qing Dynasty..."
