For time travellers to integrate into ancient society, they don't have to eat, drink, and eat like everyone else.
The most important thing is the integration of values. . .
For example, it is difficult for a modern person to understand why ancient people did not take their own lives seriously. The so-called "sacrifice one's life for righteousness" seems more like an ideal that can be looked up to but cannot be realized.
Another example is an ancient person. If he came to modern times, it would be difficult to understand why modern people value money so seriously. For money, they can put their morality on the soles of their shoes. As for shame, there is no need for it.
So, modern people say, isn’t it good to live?
Ancient people said that filling your stomach is not enough. Why do you need so much money?
The conflict between two values makes it actually very difficult to integrate into the other side.
Li Qinzai also faced this problem.
As he gradually got used to his status as the fifth young master of the British government and his status as the son of Weinan County, in this era, he was already a veritable nobleman.
Of course, nobles want to live a good life, not necessarily with fine clothes and fine food, but at least they don't do desperate things with their heads tied to their belts.
In the life of a noble, safety comes first.
However, he and veterans like Lao Wei are both human beings, so what's the difference?
In Li Qinzai's eyes, seeing this scene tonight, he felt that veterans like Lao Wei were the real nobles.
They live in poverty but are not poor at heart. They have people and things they care about, beliefs that are pure and without any impurities, and courage to move forward fearlessly.
How can a person with such a rich heart be considered poor?
The truly poor person is Li Qinzai.
A modern man, after traveling through thousands of years, was educated by a group of ancient poor people.
They didn't say a word of truth, but Li Qinzai felt that his soul had been baptized.
In Li Qinzai's view, this was a group of stupid ancient people. How precious it was to live in peace, but these ancient people did not hesitate to die.
Oh, "sacrifice one's life for righteousness"!
What's even more stupid is that Li Qinzai seems to have been assimilated by this group of ancient people.
In the face of righteousness, life seems really... very small, not worth mentioning.
The modern value system of putting interests first is gradually showing signs of collapse.
It was already late at night when we returned to the other courtyard, and Qiao'er yawned and fell asleep.
Li Qinzai lay beside him, tossing and turning until dawn, and took a nap in a daze.
After dawn, a fast horse arrived at Ganjing Village. The knight on the horse was a member of the Duke's Mansion.
The strange thing is that Buqu was actually ordered by Li Ji to deliver the military report, and the recipient of the military report was Li Qinzai.
Buqu told Li Qinzai that after Chang'an received Liu Rengui's military report the day before yesterday, another military report came immediately after.
The Japanese army assembled more than a thousand warships and more than 40,000 soldiers and were heading towards Baekje.
At the same time, the song also conveys another message.
Things started in such a hurry that the Tang Dynasty could quickly assemble only more than 10,000 troops and more than 100 warships. Among these more than 10,000 people, most of them were Datang's navy, about 8,000 people, and the rest were from Liu Rengui. The infantry army he leads is stationed in Baekje.
Although it was a coalition between Tang Dynasty and Silla, Silla could not count on it at all. In fact, in this war, Silla's role was mostly in guiding and providing logistics.
Bangzi's combat power has not changed for more than a thousand years from the Tang Dynasty to the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea. The emphasis is on participation, which is surprisingly stable.
After finishing the song, he clasped his fists and said goodbye, intending to leave, but Li Qinzai hurriedly stopped him.
"Wait a minute! I am not a military attache, nor have I held a military position. Why did grandpa tell me these military reports? Look at the address. Did you send it to the wrong person?"
Bu Qu shook his head: "I don't know, I only know that I act according to orders. If the Fifth Young Master has any questions, I can send a message back to the Duke's mansion to ask the old man."
Li Qinzai was silent for a long time, vaguely understanding something.
It seems that Li Ji's intention is to let him participate in this war.
The old fox was very thoughtful, and Li Qinzai couldn't guess what his intentions were.
Perhaps it was to accumulate qualifications for Li Qinzai to enter the center of power in the court in the future, or perhaps it was just to train the son of the Li family, hoping that he, the Qilin son, could live up to his name.
After Bu Qu left, Li Qinzai stood in the courtyard where the ice and snow had melted, and stood motionless for a long time.
After standing there for an unknown amount of time, his feet were so cold that he could feel nothing before Li Qinzai walked out of the gate of the courtyard.
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Lao Wei was sharpening his knife in his humble yard.
His knife didn't need to be sharpened. He had maintained it very well over the years. It could cut the enemy's throat at any time, but he was still sharpening it at this time.
The scabbard is still the same rusty scabbard, looking like a black and broken fire stick from a distance.
Compared with the sharp knife, the scabbard looked like a vulgar country woman who was illiterate and married to a newly crowned scholar. There was an air of mismatch from the inside out.
Old Wei sharpened his knife slowly and orderly. The edge of a knife that was already very sharp was sharpened to become whiter, giving off a solemn aura under the dim sunlight.
Old Wei smiled with satisfaction, his gaze became more affectionate as he stared at the blade, and he murmured something to himself, as if he was confiding his lovesickness to his old lover. In the eyes of others, Old Wei looked like a madman at this moment.
Lao Wei is not a madman, he just deepens his tacit understanding with his comrade Bao Ze.
The sword in his hand is his robe. On the battlefield, it is the robe that he will never give up. His lover may betray him, but the sword will not.
Li Qinzai stood outside Lao Wei's yard, quietly watching him sharpen his knife.
Old Wei's senses were very sensitive, and he immediately noticed someone outside. He turned around and looked around, and couldn't help but smile: "Fifth Young Master is here to eat again?"
Li Qinzai also laughed: "Yeah, I'm hungry, can I get some food?"
Old Wei smiled and said: "Young Master, it's a good day. The food at home is good today, and we have plenty of wine and meat."
Li Qinzai pushed open the firewood door and entered.
Old Wei shouted loudly while his son and daughter-in-law were making hot dishes.
There was a pot of fire burning in the simple house. The farmers could not afford charcoal, so they burned dry firewood from the mountains. The house was smoky, but Li Qinzai didn't mind at all.
After the food and wine were served, Old Wei mysteriously took out a jar of wine from under the bed, winked at Li Qinzai, and said with a smile: "This wine is good. I bought it from a wine shop in the county town many years ago. I have never been able to part with it." drink."
After pouring the wine into the cup, Li Qinzai glanced at it.
The wine was actually not very good. It was very turbid and had a faint green light, like a lake polluted by industrial wastewater.
But in Lao Wei's eyes, this is good wine, and he is reluctant to drink it during the New Year.
One cup goes into the throat, and the taste is slightly sour and bitter, which is more than one grade worse than the Sanle pulp from Guogongfu.
But Li Qinzai drank it all without changing his expression, and politely praised "good wine".
Old Wei narrowed his eyes proudly: "Of course it's good wine. A bottle cost me ten cents. The wine seller said that all the scholars in the city drink this kind of wine. I also want to be a part of the noble aura of a scholar." , so I gritted my teeth and bought a jar. Are all scholars so rich, bastards?"
Li Qinzai laughed: "You said the opposite. Only rich people are qualified to study."
Old Wei thought for a while, nodded and said: "Young Master is very knowledgeable, and he is indeed good. The disciples that Young Master accepted last year are all from a good background. It is true that it is so. It is really difficult for a poor family to support a scholar..."
Sighing sadly, Old Wei added: "My son is also a farmer. I can't count on him. I don't know if my three-year-old grandson will be lucky enough to become a scholar..."
Li Qinzai whispered: "If you want to get ahead, there are many ways, and you don't necessarily have to study."
Old Wei shook his head: "Studying is serious, but it's a pity that I can't afford it."
As he spoke, Old Wei suddenly beamed: "This time when I returned to Jian and went on an expedition, if I was lucky, I might have killed a few more heads in exchange for military honors. I was rewarded with dozens of acres of Yongye field by the officials. After several years of hard work, my family had some savings. At that time, my grandson My son is just over ten years old and I can afford to support his studies, haha, God’s will!”
Old Wei became more and more overjoyed, and took a sip alone. He then thought that this jar of wine was so expensive, so he should sip it slowly and savor it carefully. This big sip was too wasteful, so he showed a distressed expression.
Li Qinzai smiled, then suppressed his smile and said in a low voice: "Is everything settled at home?"
Old Wei nodded: "I'm settled. I'll bring my own weapons and leather armor so as not to cause trouble to the officials. I have only one son in the family, so I don't have to worry about dividing fields and houses. My daughter-in-law sewed two water-filled skin bags for me overnight. I made a lot of dry food..."
His expression suddenly showed a hint of regret, and Old Wei sighed heavily.
"It's a pity that the widow in the north of the village helped her family with the autumn harvest the year before last. She made wine and food at home to thank her. She also drank a few drinks that night. She seemed drunk but not drunk. I hesitated again and again, but still didn't dare to deal with her. , this is the biggest hatred in my life!"
"Those bastards from the Japanese country ruined my life's affairs. If I don't come back this time, I don't know which old widower I'll take advantage of. It's a pity that my white body will be ruined!"
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