It's eight o'clock sharp in the morning.
All freshmen have entered the classroom.
Lu Li was no exception. He usually entered the venue ten minutes early and sat patiently waiting for the principal's judgment.
Jingle Bell……
Amidst the sound of the electric bell, the white chalk floated up, and a shuddering friction sound sounded——
Filming period:
Late Eastern Han Dynasty
Background settings:
In February of the fifth year of the Zhongping reign of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, Guo Tai and others raised a rebel flag in the Baibo Valley of the Xihe River and attacked Taiyuan County, Hedong County and other places. However, the remaining Yellow Turban parties scattered all over the world revived and started to rise up one after another to respond.
In order to quell the civil strife, Emperor Ling accepted Taichang Liu Yan's suggestion and changed the governor's position to the governor of the state, allowing him to have local military and political power. From then on, the heroes gathered their own troops and competed in the Central Plains...
Tip: Since this exam is a mid-term test, the difficulty is hereby increased. All generals will understand the fighting spirit, and counselors can use spells.
"That's it!"
At this moment, both Duke and Pan Ming had shock in their eyes. They didn't expect that Lu Li actually knew about the exam scene in advance——
Fortunately, I was prepared in advance, otherwise I would have been frightened by some fighting spirit or magic.
In addition, it is obvious that the three of them cannot be together in this exam. After all, the background is so grand, far greater than before, and the probability of meeting each other is almost slim.
However, at this time, Duke, who quickly adjusted his mentality, slapped the table and stood up, pretending to be heroic:
"Guys, let's meet again in front of Hulao Pass and have a few drinks then."
Lu Li was speechless for a while. Sure enough, the second-year middle school boy was much happier. In desperation, he stood up and pressed the guy down. Then he raised his eyes and continued to stare at the blackboard, waiting for the principal's arrangements.
The blackboard rustled——
There is no camp selection for this exam!
Everything is arranged randomly.
Difficulty: No upper limit, keep climbing higher and higher!
punish:? ? ?
award:? ? ?
[Jury evaluation: "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" has a questionable flag: loyalty; two poisonous pills: hypocrisy and conspiracy]
[Principal’s comment: The rolling waves pass away in the east, and the waves sweep away the heroes]
Bang! ! !
Unusually, this time, before everyone in the audience could react, an irresistible white light suddenly exploded in front of their eyes, swallowing up the entire classroom.
Dark and confused.
…
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This is an extremely ordinary mud and tile house, only five steps to the left and right. In addition, part of the wall has fallen off, exposing the thatch and mud inside.
"Da Lang, Da Lang~"
Not sure how much time had passed, Lu Li vaguely heard someone calling in his ear.
hiss……
I'm afraid the principal made a mistake. Could this be the Water Margin world of the Northern Song Dynasty?
Thinking of this, Lu Li couldn't bear to digest the strange memory that suddenly poured into his mind, and opened his eyes with difficulty——
There are two rows of wooden shelves standing around, with dozens of bamboo slips placed on them. They are shiny and shiny. It is obvious that they have been read and looked through many times.
a family of scholars?
It's a good start, at least it's not a civilian without access to knowledge, otherwise...
At this time, an old man with gray hair climbed up to the desk and asked with a lowered eyebrow: "Da Lang, I'm sick. Why don't you ask a doctor to come over?"
After being stunned for a moment, Lu Li rubbed his swollen and painful temples and said in half-written words: "No need, I just read too much recently and am tired."
"You go down first."
After speaking, Lu Li sat up straight and brushed his wide sleeves, his meaning self-evident.
The old man in front of him didn't hesitate. He responded in a low voice, got up and left quickly, for fear of touching him.
It's my husband's misfortune.
After a while, silence returned to the room.
Lu Li looked at the bamboo slips spread out on the low table, his eyes a little distracted.
Different from the past, this was his first time in ancient times. Compared with the previous worlds, he had a more formal name, Lu Mengming.
His surname is Lu, his given name is Li, his courtesy name is Meng Ming, and his surname is from Pingtao, Taiyuan.
Among them, Meng refers to the eldest son of a concubine, while Ming refers to the explanation of Li——
"Xiang" said: Ming Liang Zuo, Li, the master will follow the Ming to shine in all directions.
"Xiang Ci" says: The sun rises today, and the sun rises tomorrow, one after another without stopping. This is the hexagram of the Li hexagram. The princes and nobles observe this hexagram, thus illuminating the four directions with a steady stream of light.
The above are all said by the old master who crowned him in his memory. Anyway, now Lu Li doesn't know how serious it is, but he only feels that there are many beautiful meanings in it.
Unfortunately, the real situation is completely different.
Logically speaking, as the eldest son of a concubine, he should have a bunch of younger brothers and sisters. Any disputes between concubines and concubines, or competition for family property, would have to be plotted as soon as he opened his eyes.
However, the fact is that Lu Li is the only child in the family, and all his other brothers died in childhood. Not only that, but even the so-called biological mother and aunt's mother unfortunately passed away during the Yellow Turban Rebellion a few years ago.
Currently, apart from a cheap father who works as a thief in Pingtao County, and the old servant just now, there are only two guards at home.
The so-called thief cao is actually an official title. He is responsible for catching thieves and leading the county guards to protect the personal safety of the county lord.
And the extra memory also told Lu Li that when his family was at its most prosperous, he served as a county magistrate with a salary of 600 shi, and he was considered a descendant of a poor family. No, it could only be said that he was barely a member of a poor family.
"Forget it, it's not much better than Uncle Liu Huang who knitted straw sandals... No, it's the fifth year of Zhongping. I guess he has already led Guan and Zhang to work hard to help the Han Dynasty."
At this moment, Lu Li, who was completely adapted to his new identity, let out a long sigh, stood up and walked towards the bookshelf.
"Poetry", "Book", "Yi", "Li", "Spring and Autumn", "Music"...
His eyes stopped——
"The Chronicles of Guangwu"
Next, he needed to verify things to avoid errors in his memory.
Xia, Shang, Western Zhou, Eastern Zhou, Spring and Autumn, Warring States, Qin, Chu-Han struggle for hegemony, Western Han...
They are not too different from official history.
The turning point of everything was a meteorite——
"Guangwu Benji" records: There are meteors falling into the camp at night, and clouds like broken mountains during the day. They fall on the camp and scatter within a foot of the ground. The officials and soldiers are tired of hiding, so Guangwu rushes towards it and beheads dozens of people.
What is even more mysterious is that the meteor not only helped Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu establish the Eastern Han Dynasty, but also changed some people living in the Central Plains.
Driving a tiger across a stream is not a legend.
In a land of hundreds of miles, there will be three or four people who can lift hundreds of kilograms of boulders over their heads. They are regarded as natural warriors and are valued by the county chiefs and recruited to serve under their command.
It is not difficult to call for wind and rain.
The nobles of the aristocratic families practice the secrets learned by their ancestors and have developed techniques and formations that can compete with thousands of armies.
call--
Lu Li let out a sigh of relief. His family's ancestors failed to live up to expectations and nothing good could be passed down.
Therefore, the path of magic is temporarily unavailable, and I can only focus on cultivating the fighting spirit.
Carrying a boulder on your shoulders?
Not difficult.
Drive a tiger across a stream?
Not to mention.
However, Battle Spirit is not that simple.
The things mentioned above are just prerequisites.
Loyalty, courage, benevolence, trust, righteousness, reason, ruthlessness, poison, cruelty, greed, cruelty...
Only by comprehending one of these characteristics can one awaken the fighting spirit and become one against a thousand, or even truly ten thousand enemies, and be qualified to occupy a place in the coming troubled times.
After thinking this, Lu Li rolled up the bamboo slips in his hand and prepared to go out.
