Chapter 27 A-character scroll: Survival requires struggle (please vote for recommendation!)
Seeing the two people disappearing into the darkness, Feng Ziying walked out of this corner in the dark again. He must not have the intention of harming others, and must have the intention of guarding against others. Zuo Liangyu and Wang Pei'an may be fine, but he has no confidence in Wang Chaozuo.
He found a place again, behind a bush diagonally opposite the altar. From here, he could just observe the path coming from the outer city wall and the alley path coming from the south. Although he had taken out the corner before, It's secretive, but it doesn't function as an observation post.
According to what he, Zuo Liangyu and Wang Pei'an told him, as long as Wang Chaozuo comes alone, he may even reveal some inside information, but he must come alone.
As the same saying goes, if one person comes according to the agreement, it does not necessarily mean that the other party is reliable, but if the person does not follow the agreement, it definitely means that the other party has other intentions.
Leaning on the grass and prostrate, Feng Ziying was thinking.
To be honest, for some reason, after reading this book "Dream of Red Mansions", I came to this world that seemed to be similar to the history of the previous life. Feng Ziying really didn't have many other ideas before.
The protagonists in those time-travel novels are either basically masters in science and engineering, with all kinds of inventions and ideas at their fingertips, or they are literary wizards who are well versed in poetry, lyrics, and songs, and can become famous wherever they go by plagiarizing anything. Dynasties can be like a fish in water, but...
He had already realized in the two days since he was sick that he was probably not that good, or that he was not that good at all.
Various inventions and plagiarism that lack a socio-political and economic foundation are just hooliganism. The result of hooliganism in this world is either being swallowed up by others, or being directly classified as an unscrupulous literati who plagiarizes.
I'm afraid he doesn't have the ability to change the world and defeat countless historical celebrities. It's only proper to huddle up under the wings of a cheap dad and observe for a while to stabilize his position.
Survival and living a more prosperous life are his only thoughts now, so he attaches great importance to his qualifications as a Gongsheng student of the Imperial College. Maybe he can make a name for himself there and his future will not be bleak.
This world made him a little confused. He didn't know if it was because of the high fever during the two days of soul piercing that his brain was a little dizzy. He couldn't always recall some things in his previous life.
For example, the history of the Ming Dynasty, well, actually, he is a pseudo-Ming fan. Apart from following the trend and reading a few books "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" and "The Fifteenth Year of Wanli", he really doesn't have much historical memory. .
Well, the reason why I am so familiar with Zuo Liangyu is because he is from Linqing, so he should at least know something about the historical celebrities in his hometown.
The problem is that the Zhou Dynasty basically followed the Ming Dynasty. Well, whether it was territory or various regulations, they basically followed the Ming Dynasty.
The descendants of Zhang Shicheng seemed to have little ability. Basically, the relationship between the Zhou Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty became the relationship between the Southern Song Dynasty and the Northern Song Dynasty. They both occupied Nanjing as the capital first, and then quickly moved the capital to Beijing. The same system of two capitals, the north and the south, was too Interesting.
So for Feng Ziying, if she can recall more details in the history of the late Ming Dynasty, well, this may change. If she can recall more of the outstanding civil and military figures of this era, no matter whether it is to build a good relationship or become brothers, that will all It’s a network of connections.
The three companions of this era were classmates, fellow villagers, classmates, and a comrade. Well, this comrade is not necessarily a derogatory term. The party struggles in the late Ming Dynasty were bloody, but they were all extremely combative. , these are almost all real old iron concentration camps.
But the cruel reality immediately slapped him in the face. Not to mention the Mongolians outside the Great Wall and the Jurchens outside the Pass, it seems that now even the White Lotus Sect is so rampant in the hinterland of the Zhou Dynasty like Shandong, and even the Japanese who are still raging in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. They all came here to stir up trouble.
This makes people shudder, and it also makes Feng Ziying think about how long the Zhou Dynasty can last?
Don’t even live past the average age of seventy-six, so the situation is ruined, right? Well, even if the average age in this era is fifty, then I still have nearly forty years of good life. Brother Da Zhou, at least you have to endure it so that I don't go through this in vain.
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Wang Chaozuo looked helplessly at the two young men in front of him. One was his nephew, and the other was Zuo Jia Erlang, known as the child king of Linqing East Outer City.
This mysterious person wanted to see me before, but how could I have time to mess around with the two children at this time? When did this happen?
But he didn’t expect that the two children were extremely stubborn and stubborn, and insisted on avoiding other people, which made him angry, annoyed and funny.
Two little guys who are still in their infancy actually talk arrogantly about serious matters and big things with themselves. Do they understand what serious things are and what big things are?
He was already in such a state of confusion that he couldn't even think about arguing with a child, so he didn't want to talk to him at all. If it weren't for Zuo Jiaerlang's words about having ambitions and having no ambitions, he would have turned around and turned away. gone.
The Erlang of the Zuo family is different from his nephew. Although he is only less than twelve years old, in terms of scheming, a young man of fifteen or sixteen may not be as lively as him. No matter how lively the problem is, it doesn't mean much to him. Meaning, especially now, if he didn't want to tell his nephew to go home and hide him, he would really be too lazy to see him.
Avoiding everyone, Wang Chaozuo cleared his throat and said, "Zuo Erlang, I know it was you who instigated Shiro here. Tell me, what's the big deal? I'll listen."
"No, uncle, it was me who asked to see the uncle, not Erlang." Wang Pei'an looked stubborn and raised his eyes to look at his uncle, "I'm afraid that the uncle will go the wrong way."
"Oh?" Wang Chaozuo was shocked. He looked at his eleven-year-old nephew up and down with suspicious eyes. This was impossible for his nephew to say. He subconsciously wanted someone to check on the two young men. Is there anyone else following? But he quickly restrained himself, took a deep breath, and stared at the other person: "Shiro, who taught you this?"
"Uncle, I..." Before Wang Pei'an could speak, he was interrupted by Wang Zhaozuo's rough yet suppressable deep voice: "I just ask you, who taught you to say this?"
"Uncle Wang, is what Shiro said right?" Feeling that Wang Pei'an couldn't bear the pressure of Wang Chao Zuo's gaze, Zuo Liangyu gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Wang, the life and death of hundreds of households in Weijia Hutong are in your hands. ,Is not it?"
Zuo Liangyu wanted to use elegant and concise words to counter Wang Chaozuo, but he couldn't say the word "one word". He thought with some regret that if it were Brother Feng who said, He will definitely speak extraordinarily incisively and clearly, leaving Uncle Wang speechless.
Although he had only been in contact with Feng Ziying for a day, the two of them had been talking and communicating almost all the time. He was a little uncomfortable with some of Feng Ziying's words and words, but he thought that this should be the expression of the strength of a Gongsheng student in the Imperial College. Well, a scholar and a scholar should be like this.
When he was a child, he once heard his mother say that his father's greatest hope in his life was that he could go to school in the state. However, his father died young and his mother later passed away. With the Zuo family in such decline, there was no hope anymore.
Give me some tickets, brothers!
(End of this chapter)