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The reincarnation of human beings is all mortal matter,
Just for Usha or broken silver.
Zhu Louqi invites guests to a banquet.
Little devils and big devils pretend to be gods.
The locust trees are blooming and the king is drunk first.
Little did he know that there were blood stains under the bed.
Leaning on the sword to slay the dragon, the flowers fall away,
It’s hard to see the person who was in charge
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I am Liu Bancheng, a mason.
Before time travel, I was the boss of Tianyi Culture Media.
It is said to be a media company, but in fact, inside and out, I am the only one.
However, although the company is small, its business is very busy. You can't imagine how busy it is.
In the morning, when it's still dark, I have to get up to watch the sunrise, take pictures of street scenes, and buy tofu.
In the morning, I worked, watched videos, and made albums, all of which were made by beauties who were already very mature.
At noon, cook, eat pickled fish, and post pictures.
In the afternoon, I sell goods with my wife and chat with the rich women in the group.
I chatted about many topics and rambled on, but the old men in the group couldn't get a word in at all.
At night, while it was still dark, I started carving monuments. Because engraving monuments is the company's main business.
There was a sizzling sound, sparks were flying out, and the operation was so disgraceful.
After engraving, I sent a red envelope to the group in advance before anyone came to check out.
Although the payment was only a fraction of the day's income, everyone's appetite was adjusted first every time.
Then I distributed it again, and when everyone came out to grab the red envelope, I said again, "This is the money for engraving the monument!"
When they heard that what they were robbing was money for carving monuments for dead people, they all said, "It's okay to throw it away. This kind of red envelope in the middle of the night, I won't do it again."
Robbed!
But I know that the memory of these rich women is like that of a goldfish. It cannot last longer than 7 seconds. When they wake up, they forget it again!
The next night I took the photo without missing a beat.
Thinking about this, I feel that life is quite interesting.
But the job of engraving monuments is no joke.
That day, I took a job. A local man who has been out for more than 40 years and has become prosperous wants to express his respect for his ancestors.
I got a call and said that I wanted to erect a monument for the family's shadow grave.
The shadow grave is the grave of the earliest ancestor in the family. The other party reported his name, negotiated a price, and hung up the phone.
I am a person who never stays overnight when I have a job in hand. If I am greedy, I will finish carving the monument!
After carving the monument, I handed out red envelopes as usual, closed the shop and went to sleep!
Unexpectedly, I couldn't get up from the kang the next day.
My back felt like a piece of iron, I couldn't even turn over, and every time I moved, my spine hurt.
My daughter-in-law has never seen me sick before, so she asked me to go to the city quickly and get treatment as soon as possible.
I am the mainstay of the family, and I fell down when I was in my thirties, just like the sky fell in our old Liu family.
I queued up, registered, and took X-rays at the provincial hospital. The doctor said there was nothing wrong with me.
I went to another hospital and still found no problem, but I still couldn't straighten my waist.
So I went to the third hospital.
After looking at the films from the first two hospitals, the old doctor looked at my eyebrows and said: Judging from the films from these two hospitals, there is indeed nothing wrong. We have to trust our doctors’ judgment. "
Seeing how uncomfortable and unwilling I was, he added, "Well, I'll write you an address and you can go see this person. Maybe he can cure your disease!"
I saw that the place the doctor wrote about was behind our town, and I had already heard of the person he asked me to find.
I immediately knew what was going on!
So I was determined and took a taxi directly from the provincial capital back to the town.
The car ran all the way, bypassing the town, descending into Tuen'er, turning left, right, right, left.
After struggling for more than half an hour, I turned into a small courtyard.
The courtyard is surrounded by pines and cypresses.
An old man with a white beard held my hand, looked into my eyes and asked, "What kind of business do you do?"
"I open a stationery store," my wife said.
The old man shook his head.
I tilted my wife behind me. Said to the old man.
"I'm a stonemason, someone who carves monuments for people."
The other party nodded.
"You carved a monument yesterday, and you carved the wrong name of the person."
"Hurry back and carve a new piece for someone else."
The old man's eyes were staring straight at me, leaving no room for doubt.
I was thinking that it was impossible, but I was urging the car to go back.
As soon as I entered the house, I first dialed the phone number of the person in the south. The person seemed to have lived in other places for many years, and his accent had no trace of our locals.
After the exchange, I started sweating on my forehead.
Yes, as the old man said, it was the name that caused the problem.
The surnames of their ancestors are correct, but the middle ones have the same pronunciation but different characters.
This old man is truly a god!
So why are you hesitating? Since you are wrong, hurry up and correct it.
Although my back hurt badly, I still managed to carve the monument again.
I was sweating profusely and was busy until late at night.
Next, everything was taken care of according to the old man's arrangements.
I thought I'd dodged a bullet this way. But when I opened my eyes the next day, I found that everything in front of me had changed!
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On the vast prairie, the wind is biting and the smoky snow makes people's faces hurt.
In front of me, there are tents like yurts everywhere.
Group after group of soldiers armed with spears and covered in armor walked through the camp.
I looked down at myself and saw that I had changed into coarse clothes. He touched his head, which was still wrapped in a thick towel.
"Come on, come on, come on, man!"
Not far away, a man younger than me, taller than me, and wearing armor was waving and calling me over.
I stood up and came to this person. I wanted to reach out and shake his hand, but the person ignored him. He stared at me with his big eyes and said,
"I am Jin Suo, the guard in front of General Xiucheng's tent. You have been here for almost half a year and you still don't recognize me?"
"It's been half a year. Where is this? How did I get here? What does your golden lock have to do with it?"
"I am your boss. Your name is Liu Bancheng. You can cook, carve, and talk in your sleep. You can't hide secrets in your mouth or hide things in your heart, right?"
"You are in the Da Yan Kingdom of our Jin Dynasty. I rescued you, can you remember?"
I didn't react. I knew I was talking about myself, but I didn't know how to answer this person.
The man went on to say,
"But you are lucky. The general has taken a fancy to you and asked you to be his cook! Okay, don't be stunned. Let's go into the big tent and attend the meeting!"
Attending a meeting?
Where is this going?
I never talk in my sleep, I can only cook "big pot rice", and I don't dare to cook for any general!
The general, in my opinion, should be a high-ranking official. It is no joke to cook for high-ranking officials. Maybe it will make me lose my head, and you still want me to participate in the meeting?
I followed the golden lock guard and pinched my cheek hard.
Ouch, it really hurts. It doesn’t look like I was dreaming.
In a large, tall and wide tent, it was steaming. All the generals were sitting around the stove, listening intently to a man who was speaking.
This man looked to be about 30 years old, 180cm tall, wearing gold armor, and handsome.
His voice was very loud, and the general meaning of his speech was that he was going to entertain a court official tonight.
Before the banquet, let's visit the newly completed memorial hall and listen to the opinions of the generals in the audience.
I didn't expect that the ancient military was more democratic.
Unexpectedly, as soon as this person spoke his words, the first person to object was the guard Jin Suo sitting next to me.
He stood up suddenly, startling me so much that I almost sat down from the other end of a bench to the ground.
Unexpectedly, although Jin Suo is young, he is very articulate. He said:
"General, Luan Bingyi and the others must not be allowed to visit the memorial hall!"
"Why?" asked the man in the middle. It seems that this person is General Xiucheng.
"Why! General, are you pretending to be confused or are you really confused?"
"Have you forgotten what this memorial is about?"
Hey, a guard dares to talk to the general like this. Either this person has a background and a backer, or he has an unusual relationship with the general, or in other words, the general is generous.
Sure enough, the general was not angry, and he was straightforward with the golden-locked guards.
"Do you still need to teach me about commemoration or something? Ah! This is the shameful memorial hall of our country, Dayan. Our army was massacred by Liang Jun in the Shangliao area and more than 700,000 soldiers were buried alive. I and you all have to I must firmly remember this shameful war history. Not only that, I also want to warn the entire army not to forget the national humiliation and to kill the enemy and serve the country!"
The general was waving his arms with emotion.
I looked up and saw Jin Suo's face turning red.
It seemed that the general did not understand his intentions.
"Yes! General, you are right!"
"But what I want to say is that in this humiliating war, there is one person who we least want to see, and we don't want him to see either."
"I know who the person you are talking about is Luan Bingyi, the royal minister who will soon come to inspect our border."
Everyone present at the meeting immediately understood the reason for the dispute between the two people.
Because, in the Jin Dynasty at this time, there were five relatively powerful countries. Among them, the eldest one was Yan State, where General Xiucheng worked, and the second one was Liang State, a neighbor less than a thousand miles away.
Before I traveled through, the two countries had fought a war in the Shangliao area.
In that battle, Yan's army had the right time and location, so it was a sure win.
But it was precisely because Lord Luan Pingyi and Luan repeatedly slandered him in front of King Yan and persuaded him to change generals on the spot that he made a mistake in commanding the battle and was defeated by Liang Jun! More than 700,000 lives were lost in the Shangliao area.
This Luan Pingyi was the instigator of this humiliating battle.
It is inappropriate for such a person to attend such a memorial hall.
But the general said with a serious face,
"You don't need to tell me this, I know better than you."
Jinsuo had already sat down, but after hearing the general's understatement, he stood up again.
I was prepared and didn't let myself get upset on the other side of the bench.
"Haha, I know clearly that Mr. Luan is the sinner of this national humiliation. And let him see the evil he has done. He is not embarrassed, but we still won't let him! Hundreds of thousands of lives have fallen into his hands. Once The brothers got excited during the visit, who could control the situation?"
"Besides, he clearly knows that he is a guilty person, so the first stop on his inspection tour is to visit a memorial hall like this. If you don't think too much, people will think that they intend to embarrass him. It is intentional, and he will not report it after he returns. You are so weird! For this reason, General, we must not cause trouble for ourselves!"
Everyone nodded, feeling that what Jin Suo said was indeed reasonable.
The general looked around at the crowd, threw his head back and laughed.
"I said Jinsuo, Jinsuo, it's thanks to you and me for so many years. You really underestimate Master Luan!"
