Western Province, Raocheng.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the moon is spreading in the green fields, ponds, and an antique manor.

A few paths that either lead to the inside of the manor or the bamboo forest and stream are reflected in the eyes.

Walking between such a stingy path, Jiang Yi saw that under the ancient trees and next to the stream, there were many hardworking and simple ancient people in Raocheng.

They were holding a small stool, either in groups or in groups of three or three, sitting around, fanning the mosquitoes and telling about today's farming affairs, which was so uncomfortable.

"Father, mother, I caught a bullfrog, it's a bullfrog!"

Several shirtless little boys from Raocheng followed a kid who was holding bullfrogs with his little hands and ran to his grandparents.

At this time, people did not have mobile phones, but their hearts were much closer.

Look, seeing the child's achievements, the other children showed joyful eyes and praised him for his excellence one after another.

At that time, it must have been enough for the children to be happy for several days.

If you catch a toad, it is equivalent to a primary treasure chest, and a frog is considered intermediate, then a bullfrog is a real high-end product.

Of course, the children in Raocheng would occasionally catch a few snakes, which was considered a real "surprise".

"Zhicai is great. My father will give you a fried bullfrog meal tonight." The father picked up the child and said.

Without a cell phone, parents are very close to their children.

Faced with the call of children, the first thing they do is not to put down their phones or hold them to them impatiently, but to greet the children with all their hearts.

When the children in front of the screen saw this scene, they all laughed from the bottom of their hearts.

This kind of happiness that was quite ordinary in ancient times has become a luxury in the hearts of many children.

Some parents felt a little uncomfortable when they saw their children smiling like this. They silently put down their phones that were chatting, and focused on watching TV with their children.

Look, some parents on the screen are still fishing for frogs and loaches with their children.

A time and space gate flashed in front of him again, and appeared a few hundred meters away from the same time and space. Jiang Yi's steps had already crossed a hundred meters while lifting and falling, which made the audience call him awesome.

Of course, there is a scene that was saved by the live broadcast room, that is, Jiang Yi first returned to modern times and then opened a time and space gate to achieve such a time and space crossing, and it is a complete card system bug.

The fragrance of rice flowers rushes along the summer evening breeze, the bright moon and the breeze are radiant, and the sound of frogs and cicadas keep ringing.

Looking up, there seemed to be scattered raindrops in the sky, and there was no feeling of hitting the body, and the hair and body became wet quietly.

The picture in the live broadcast room presents Jiang Yi's perspective, and the beautiful scenery of the sky suddenly comes into view.

Only then did people realize that the lyrics in ancient poems were still conservative after all.

"Qua, quack, quack!"

The frog jumped up from the pond and the fields on a rainy night, came to the roadside, jumped to the door of someone else's house and shouted, as if he was asking for a fee to play music.

Many children leaned in front of the door, looking at the frog scene in the rain, wondering what they were thinking.

"Mom, is there such a beautiful scenery in the countryside?"

"Wow, I always thought there was nothing good in the countryside, but when I saw it, I felt that the countryside was also very good. I have never seen such a scenery!"

Some children who grew up in the city and have never been to the countryside sighed to their parents.

"You will know when you take you back to your hometown to see it."

"Hometown is a place where the city is better, it cannot be replaced."

Some young parents and middle-aged parents are deeply moved by this scene. When they were young, such scenes were still very common in rural areas.

The children nodded immediately when they heard this, hoping to go and take a look tomorrow.

Jiang Yi stepped into a manor with one foot.

He asked as he walked:

"The magpies are shocked and the cicadas are chirping, and the frogs are roaring. I wonder if the audience think of a certain poem?"

After a pause, he continued: "Raocheng is where Xin Qiji lived in his later years."

"Here, he was deeply influenced by the tranquility of the pastoral country and the simplicity of the anti-villages. He was inspired and wrote a lot of pastoral poems."

"For example, in "The Moon of Xijiang·Walking in the Yellow Sha Road at Night", there is a description of the Huangsha Ridge in Raocheng. The bright moon leaves branches and shocks the magpies, and the breeze roars in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers says good harvest, and listen to the sound of frogs.

Seven or eight stars outside the sky, two or three rainy spots in front of the mountain. In the old days, I saw the road turning around the stream and bridge suddenly.

"There are more than 600 poems in modern times, and they are the writer with the most lyrics in the Song Dynasty and are known as the 'Dragon in the Ci'."

"He and Su Shi were called 'Su Xin' and Li Qingzhao' and 'Ji~Two Saints'."

Jiang Yi walked past a pavilion. On the edge of the pond outside the pavilion, frogs jumped on lotus leaves, and raindrops drizzled, like the delicate girl's jade hand gently brushing by, causing layers of ripples.

The blue waves reflect the moon, the stars dotted, and there seem to be two stars dancing together between the sky and the earth, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Before the audience could see anyone, they were attracted by the elegance and taste of the owner of the manor.

This is really a good place to spend your time in retirement.

Jiang Yi thought about it, and couldn't help but shake his head. Unfortunately, the Southern Song Dynasty was too cowardly.

It is better to go to Raocheng more often when you go back to modern times, see all the beautiful scenery and taste the culture of Raocheng.

After walking for about a minute, Jiang Yi came to a courtyard where an old man was holding a sword and coughing from time to time.

Jiang Yi thought to himself, Xin Qiji's ancestors shouldn't believe in science so much, right?

Otherwise, this chop would inevitably be inevitable.

He accelerated his way forward and introduced the background to the audience: "This is the second year of Kaixi. In 1206 AD, Xin Qiji's ancestor was over 67 years old. In another year, he would die of illness."

"Ah, why are you the ancestor of your later years? Can't Jiang Shen talk to a few younger ones?"

When the Chinese audience saw the white-haired old man, they couldn't help feeling sad and knocked on the barrage:

"That's right, my ancestors who are unfulfilled in their ambitions are so miserable."

"Oh, I hope Jiang Yi can talk to his old age, but..."

"Our prince doesn't even have his old age..."

"If you think so, maybe it would be a good thing for our ancestors to have conversations in their later years."

Later generations can only seek comfort by this.

In fact, Jiang Yi also thought about talking to Xin Qiji when he was young.

But after thinking about it, if this is the case, it is easy to form a kind of communication deviation.

If Jiang Yi accidentally talks about the poem and suddenly pops up a few lines that young Xin Qiji has not written yet, wouldn’t he limit the talent of this ancestor and block his path?

After talking to his father, he couldn't understand Zhao Gou and finally could only cut off his lesson. Jiang Yi didn't want the young Xin Qiji to know the future situation of the Southern Song Dynasty.

In that way, he will only immerse himself in the situation where he is powerless to change in advance!

Even according to his personality, once he knew, he would only want to change the current situation of the court more stubbornly.

By then, he would probably cause death, which Jiang Yi would never want to see.

Just as he approached, Xin Qiji also noticed this mysterious visitor.

This person has never seen him in the village!

Looking at his strange costumes, is it that a foreigner?!

"Thieves?!"

Xin Qiji suddenly felt energetic!
Chapter completed!