Chapter 1 Heroes
It was the end of February in the second year of Guanghe.
Qingzhou, Jinan Kingdom, Licheng.
At this time, the spring cold has not subsided, and although the sun has risen, I can't feel much warmth.
Zhang Chong was wearing a singlet and leading his younger brothers and sisters, pulling weeds on his family's 20 acres of thin farmland.
This morning, before my father went out, he told him repeatedly to clear the grass from the ground and plant crops when he came back.
Zhang Chong didn't know what grass was, but common sense in life told him that it must be the staple food for his family of six to survive.
Don't think that Zhang Chong is an insect who doesn't distinguish between grains and grains. He is not from this world.
Three days ago, while playing computer games, he got a black eye and ended up here.
……
Zhang Chong opened his eyes and saw a thatched roof and clay walls.
The sleeping surface beneath him was a painfully hard wooden board, and the covering on his body was made of straw.
There was also a foul smell in the house that made him hold his breath.
After a while, he recovered and groped in the darkness again. Suddenly a resentful voice came from the darkness:
"Second brother, you won't sleep in the dark? Why are you arresting me?"
When Zhang Chong was frightened, he stood up and subconsciously punched the sound.
Fortunately, Zhang Chong had good eyesight. Even though the hole was dark, he could still see clearly that it was a child and that the voice came from him.
"Shi Zaizi, are you a night owl? You have to get up early to do work, so go to bed quickly."
At this time, this rough voice also came from another place in the darkness.
"Shi Zaizi? Are you talking about me? Where is this? Who are they? How did I get here?"
He wanted to get up immediately and rush out. He suspected that he had been kidnapped.
But he also thought that if his escape intention was exposed to the kidnappers, the ending would probably not be happy!
Besides, I don’t know where I am now, so where can I run to at night?
First, watch the changes quietly, as motionless as a mountain.
Motionless as a mountain, snoring like thunder...
……
With his memories shattered, Zhang Chong retracted his thoughts.
After three days of information collection, Zhang Chong never for a moment did not hope that he would be kidnapped, that he would be kidnapped!
Being kidnapped, at least there is a chance of being rescued.
And now?
He came to a small rural area in Shandong during the Han Dynasty.
There is too little information here.
In three days, he wandered around, and without being exposed, he only barely knew that this was Dahan, this village was called Dasangli, and the people living in Dasangli were mainly people with the surname Zhang.
It just so happened that his name was Zhang Chong in the two previous lives.
The name of this life was given to him by his father, Zhang Gouzi, who brought two pieces of bacon to the elders of the clan when he turned fifteen years old two years ago.
For fifteen years before that, people in Lishe had been calling him Shi Zaizi.
The reason is that when his mother gave birth to him, she almost had dystocia. Fortunately, the witch in the temple handled it properly and everything went smoothly.
After that, the baby's mother brought back a Taishan Shi Gandang from the ancestral temple, and the baby was named Shi Zai Zi.
Shi Zaizi Zhang Chong still can't figure out whether it is the Western Han Dynasty or the Eastern Han Dynasty.
However, from the place name in Dasangli, he was basically certain that this society was in the Qin and Han stages.
Because the natural villages or administrative villages in this society still use the township as the unit, the concept of "village" in later generations is still relatively rare at this stage.
But he was confused as to which stage it fell into during the Han Dynasty.
The social status of the family in this world is obviously too low. For three days, he looked around the house and could not find an inch of bamboo with writing on it.
On the other hand, I saw a lot of wooden farming tools, and even an iron plow head, which was one of the few metal products in the house.
The family also raises six Lu chickens and one sow.
What he couldn't stand was that the sow's pen was right behind the earthen hut where he slept. No wonder he smelled a foul stench the day he just crossed over.
In addition, there are two pairs of fishing nets hanging outside the house, which are the joint property of his father and two uncles.
It's February now, which is the fishing moratorium, so the fishing nets and fishing gear are hanging out by the door. Dad only mends them when he has some free time.
Zhang Chong estimates that the fish caught in the net are all eaten by his own family, and he probably won't be able to sell them.
Before that, he had walked to the north of Dashangli, where there was a river that was 70 meters wide.
From chatting with the aunts who were washing clothes there, he knew that this water was one of the famous four rivers, Jishui.
He saw a big pond on the edge of Jishui River.
Seeing Zhang Chong looking at Pitang, the aunt beside him said in an envious tone:
"Shi Zaizi, stop looking. Zhang Tiehu just asked his family's Changyong to plant seedlings in the pond. If you continue to steal like last year, how many pigs are there to take it? You don't know, last year Zhang Tiehu After collecting 600 shi of fish, they followed the Jishui River to the city to sell it. It was said that they brought back baskets of copper coins, which almost capsized the boat. Now Zhang Tiehu is rare for this fish. Come on, don’t be a coward!”
This iron door is the nickname of Zhang Hong, the third elder in Dasangli.
The tribesmen in Lishe said that this man was just like having an iron gate at home, he was stingy and greedy towards his tribe!
In Zhang Chong's opinion, Zhang Hong's family is a powerful family in Dashangli. It is said that one-third of the land nearby is tenanted by his clan members.
As a local tycoon, he not only controls the economy of Dashangli, but also has a son who works as the director of the pavilion next door. As for the chief of the pavilion in Dashangli, he is the powerful man next door.
It seems that the local tycoons are not bad, and they also understand the benefits of exchanging goods.
After three days of investigation and visits, we got a lot of information. But a more important unexpected gain was that he slowly accepted the result of time travel.
The scenery here is so real and the characters are so flesh and blood.
Take the two younger brothers and sisters who are following him now, busy weeding together. Their faces are blue and red from the cold, and they are both twisted and distressed.
Obviously, the job of weeding is really tiring.
Look at your hands. You are only seventeen years old, but they are already as thick as an old farmer.
Looking at his nearly naked body, the layers of ribs were clearly visible.
That's right, Zhang Chong is not wearing any clothes right now. He only wears short nose pants on his lower body. They are so short that he looks like he is naked.
Before, his father asked him to follow him to the field. Seeing that he was still wearing clothes, he immediately gave Zhang Chong a few slaps, scolding him for being ignorant and not caring about clothes.
Can I keep my clothes on when I go to the ground?
After being educated by his father, Zhang Chong realized that his tattered linen clothes, which he had remade again and again, were actually worth two months of food rations for the six members of his family.
From their twenty acres of land, they can only produce sixty shi of shelled corn a year, and they have to hand over four shi, and the rest is barely enough for six people to eat and drink.
This is still after October, and the generals who do not work in the fields can only survive by drinking water.
In addition, they have to pay 500 yuan every year.
If it weren't for the mother who worked day and night weaving and going to the market to exchange for copper coins, their family would have gone bankrupt.
After my father said that, he looked helpless, and looked at Zhang Chong with a hint of guilt.
Seeing that Zhang Chong was unconscious, he couldn't help but persuade him.
"Shi Zaizi, don't complain. Our ancestors have come down this way. I think your grandfather also pawned ten acres of land, and I just found your mother. Now I'm looking for a wife for your brother, and I pawned another ten acres. If If I look for you again, the family will be broken up. You are old enough to know what to do. Hey, our family will only have twenty acres of land left. I am sorry for my ancestors."
After saying that, he lowered his head in frustration.
Yes, Zhang Chong is already old.
In the Han Dynasty, he was fifteen years old. He is seventeen this year, and he is already seven feet six inches tall. Now he is also 1.75 meters tall. No matter where he is, he already looks like a well-established man.
As for what to know?
Zhang Chong is not stupid, he knows what his father means, that is, the family only has enough food for six people.
The eldest brother has a wife and wants to enter the house, so he has an extra mouth to talk about.
If he wants to keep this family together, he has no choice but to go out and establish a separate family.
Whether you work as a tenant or as a domestic helper for a wealthy family, you have to earn your own living.
Thinking of his father's dark, wrinkled face like tree bark, Zhang Chong patted his watery belly, just sighed, and continued to work on pulling weeds with his siblings.
Not long after I started working, a young man leading a horse came to the field. He looked tough, he was probably in his thirties, and his beard was wrapped in a kerchief.
He wears a red turban on his head, and hangs a ring-headed knife on his waist, with the handle wrapped in black cloth.
There was dust on his face, and his forehead was dripping with sweat even in early spring. It was obvious that he had not walked lightly.
The young man wiped his sweat with his sleeves, sat down on Zhang Chong's farm, and said to Zhang Chong:
"You little kid, I'm begging you for a ladle of water. I'm walking so hard that my tongue is burning. If there's water, I'll beg for a ladle of water."
The land of Zhang Chong's family is close to the official road outside the inner house. In the past two days, I have seen many businessmen on their way and got a lot of useful information, but this is the first time I have seen them dressed like this.
This horse, this sword, I'm afraid he is not a heroic man.
Thinking of it, Zhang Chong hurried to the other side of the field and brought over a jar of water, which he scooped from the well in Lishe in the morning.
At this time of year, the water in the well is not cold at all.
The man in the red shirt was not polite. He first untied the kerchief from his beard, then took the earthenware vat and drank heavily.
I drank most of the jar before I was satisfied. He wiped the water from his beard and then wrapped it in a towel.
It seems that this bearded man takes good care of his beard.
Zhang Chong watched as the bearded man was about to leave after drinking water. He didn't have time to blame him for being blunt and rude, so he quickly said:
"Brother, where are you going after this journey?"
The bearded man didn't reply. He looked at the old man and the young man in the field and asked first:
"Where are your adults?"
The boy next to him saw the majesty of the bearded man and excitedly started talking:
"My father, my uncles, and my eldest brother all went to the club together. They said there was a spring festival today, but it was a grand event. But my father didn't let us go. In previous years, we all went, those wearing masks. Man, so majestic.”
The bearded man laughed, then turned cold:
"Humph, your father is right not to let you go. If you go, it will be a nightmare. Now, if they beg me, they are begging Huang Tian. Even though they are not my kind, they still have to take care of it. ”
"You little brother, don't be distracted! Do you know where to go to Li Shehuan to rule? Hurry up and lead the way. I was invited by your father and brothers to make the decision. Don't delay."
Zhang Chong, who had been distracted ever since Big Beard spoke, finally came back to his senses and understood what Big Beard meant.
Suppressing his thoughts first, he gave instructions to his younger sister and younger brother.
"Brother, you take Xiaoni and take the pottery urn back home, and go home to be with grandma. I will take this eldest brother to the club. Hurry up."
At this time, the bearded man had already walked along the straight road, and Zhang Chong, who fell behind the bearded man, showed a look of shock.
Just because a twisted window is appearing on this bearded head.
There are only six words in it: "Proficient in the art of ring-shou sword"
This, this, this, has my golden finger finally arrived?
(End of chapter)