In the dream, the sky was gloomy and the rain was accompanied by thunder.
In the thunderstorm, the girl was running desperately. What was louder than the thunder was the rolling horseshoes. The girl fell to the ground, covered in mud in the rain. She got up and continued running. In the hazy light and shadow
, the cavalry and the soldier line snaked around like a crescent from the depths of darkness.
So he suddenly sat up in the hut. He should not have been able to see the scene in front of the hut, but at this time he was looking down. The girl covered in mud was still running this way, and the rear troops were advancing. He heard the sound of hoofbeats.
, groping for a knife and gun, the window of the hut opened toward the back. Through the window, he saw his horrified wife in the distance. The wife tried to run over, but was immediately knocked unconscious by the guards following him.
He sat in front of the window and waved.
Then there was a piece of broken memory, the crying girl standing in front of the hut with her hands open, the cavalry that rushed towards him and stood like a mountain in front of people, the door he pushed open, and the light in the violent storm.
The light and sound, the "booming" light, the swords, guns, fists, the huge blades coming from the side, the girl wearing a veil waving the blades, slashing the body of the war horse with the spray of blood.
Split in the air, fierce quarrel...
When I opened my eyes, it was still dark outside.
He lay there, struggling out of the hustle and bustle of his dream, quietly feeling the tranquility of this moment. On the other side of the screen, Xiao Chan was lying on the narrow bed, turning his body. Outside, there was the sound of insects before dawn, and the city
The pulse of is also trivial. This is...Hangzhou.
For the first time in a few days, I dreamed about what happened a few days ago.
In the chaos on the night of July 13th, he and the many guards around him were scattered by the troops who attacked the camp. After that, he ran away, and his consciousness was hazy. A few days later, he woke up slightly and managed to save his life.
However, wound infection is very harmful to the body, and what follows is still an extremely weak physical condition. In fact, if he had not exercised his body well before, he might not be able to survive this injury.
During this period, the few soldiers who were still with him had dispersed. The only ones who were still following him after leaving the team were his wife Su Tan'er, maids Xiaochan, Juan'er and the young lady who had been loyally protecting her.
Geng Huyuan and Xing'er were unable to follow that night, so they must have returned to Fuzhou with the large army, which was a great blessing among misfortunes.
Then came the things that I had just dreamed about again. When they failed to return to Huzhou and were hiding in a nearby area, they were finally discovered. Xiaochan and him failed to hide, and finally had to face the enemy head-on. At that time, because of
His wife, Juan'er and others were behind the house. After discovering the enemy, Geng Huyuan knocked Su Tan'er unconscious and ran away with Juan'er.
Thinking about it afterwards, if Fang La's army had persisted and continued to sweep forward, Geng Huyuan and others would have had no chance to escape. But after seeing him, those people stopped and started arguing. Someone wanted to kill him.
He, and some people seemed to want to protect him. After a long period of confusion, the two sides almost fought, and then the girl named Liu Xigua also appeared, wielding a giant blade and coldly stopped everyone. He was also physically
Weak, he just fired a shot, but after seeing this, he was finally caught together with Xiaochan, and then he woke up in Hangzhou.
After the gray weather, there was a heavy rain, plunging the entire morning in Hangzhou into a blue haze. Pedestrians, soldiers, and vendors coming in and out near the city gate wore bamboo hats and raincoats, making the city lively after the war.
It brings back a somewhat relaxed atmosphere.
A few ships docked at the wharf of the Qiantang River near the south of the city. The boatmen were unloading goods up and down. The peasants, accompanied by soldiers, left the city and began to prepare for harvesting this year's rice. In places that had been severely affected before, the
Houses and wooden sheds are being built. In the slightly lively street market, female soldiers and workers are building shelves and various decorations for the parade of the coronation ceremony.
Today's Hangzhou city is based on the new order established by the rebellious soldiers and many soldiers for the privileged class. The way of life is naturally very different from before. A few lively places are extremely lively, and the rest are extremely lively.
Most positions are in chaos and depression. Of course, there is so-called tranquility, but in fact, no one has a bottom line in their hearts, and no one can truly feel at ease.
In a small courtyard on one side of the city, there was the chaotic sound of reading, mixed in the heavy rain, and it was muffled.
This is an academy. There are lush trees inside and outside the academy. Next door is a medical hospital, and next door is a dilapidated courtyard occupied by soldiers who don't know where. The medical center is very lively, and there are often voices of cursing soldiers coming over.
Fang La's rebellion was ultimately a peasant uprising in nature. At the beginning of the uprising, their most straightforward behavior was to kill all the privileged classes, officials, landlords, wealthy businessmen and those scholars who looked down on them. But on the other hand, they also wanted to become the privileged class.
Classes, such as becoming an official, becoming a landlord, becoming a wealthy businessman, these are difficult to describe, but the brightest among them can naturally be a scholar.
Everywhere they invaded, if they encountered scholars who were unhappy with them or who were not on the same side, they would naturally scold these guys for being incompetent and kill them without hesitation. But if they had any foresight or ideas, they should
With such conditions, they still hope that there will be scholars in their families who will be successful. This is a value brought by Confucian rule for thousands of years. People will always think that only those who are educated can truly do great things.
For this reason, even though the people were in mourning after the war, there were always those with power who protected some Confucian scholars, either as staff or as teachers of disciples at home, and gave them shelter. For example, the family in front of you is the one in Hangzhou City these days.
The only academy, it is said that there are several military generals as backers. After the city was destroyed, the food supply was extremely tight. Some Confucian scholars who were originally powerless and not as "bad-faithful" as the four great families, but had some knowledge, were in the city.
After the accident, he was lucky enough to survive and was assigned to be a teacher here.
At this time, there were not many disciples in the academy. The students' families would have some background, but it was not high. If they really reached the status of Shi Bao, Wang Yin, etc., and they wanted to find teachers for their disciples, they would naturally turn to a certain great scholar directly.
Just grab it.
Although there are not many students, there are quite a few teachers. Some of them were in Fang La's army before. They have adapted to the situation and were placed here after entering the city. Most of them are arrogant. They have some relationships with the generals in the army before.
, they can get a lot of benefits, and they will no longer be persecuted; the other part is naturally the Confucian scholars who originally belonged to Hangzhou City. This group of people can be regarded as the "defeated". No matter how knowledgeable they are, they have to lower their heads and watch the situation.
In the past, the salary they could get was not much, just enough to make ends meet every day. Of course, in Hangzhou at that time, it was already a good job. Occasionally they were provoked, and considering their wives, children and people who needed care at home, they had no choice but to
With a bit of a literary spirit, I endured it with a straight face.
"Ahem... In class, my surname is Ning, and I will tell you about "Historical Records"..."
The rain on the roof woven into a curtain, blocking the outside world. In the morning, while the students were still flapping their wet clothes and whispering among the tables and chairs, a slightly young man sat down on the podium and tapped the table with his pointer, looking a little sickly.
The ground opened his mouth, and his words were short and plain.
The people below were noisy, chatting and laughing, while the young gentleman above was talking about his lessons. The young gentleman was frail and even seemed to be sick, and most of the students below were hardly awe-inspiring. Among them, the figure
The burly children even interrupted the husband during the quarrel and asked directly: "Hey, what do you think is the most fun place in Hangzhou?" The husband smiled and said a few places to visit.
Location, this is the situation on the first day of Mr. Naning's arrival in the academy.
This is a corner of the chaotic Hangzhou. It was a simple morning as usual. After most of the morning, the students dispersed happily. The young man who had taught a lesson returned to the room where the teacher was and said hello to a few of them.
At this time, the gentlemen here are a mixed bag. Most of those who were in Fang La's army before have their own things to do. Most of the people who originally belonged to Hangzhou are worried and teach peacefully without asking too many questions.
One of them recognized him and said: "Ning Liheng..." He cupped his hands but didn't say much. It was probably a tacit meaning. The situation was difficult and it was not easy for everyone. He was not in the mood to chat about trivial matters.
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The rain was still falling, and after half a day of classes, the academy became a little quieter. Walking around the leaky eaves, Ning Yi took a small half bag of brown rice from the administrator of the academy, and a handful of it
The green vegetables were today's reward. When the scholars dispersed outside under the misty rain, Ning Yi walked towards the back of the academy.
A large part of the wall behind the academy has collapsed, and it is connected to the hospital next door and a simple small courtyard behind it. There are only two or three single rooms in the small courtyard now. At the door of one of the rooms, Xiao Chan
So she leaned there timidly, waiting eagerly for his return. When she saw his figure, she held up a broken umbrella and ran into the rain...
For Ning Yi, even he himself cannot tell what the current situation will be like.
When he was brought back to Hangzhou, his body was weak to a certain extent, and he was then placed in the medical center at the front. But then, except for two guards with swords who had been watching him nearby, he looked like a
Apart from the prisoners, no one else came to deal with him. It was as if the person who protected him just left him in Hangzhou and then...forgot about him.
Xiaochan has been following him to take care of him. The little maid has never left his side since she was captured and brought to Hangzhou with him. She dressed herself up ugly. It was only after Ning Yi became sober that she became a little more stable.
According to her, Su Tan'er, Juan'er and others should not have been caught, but Huzhou was in chaos at the time. Under the protection of Geng Huyuan, it is difficult to determine whether these people can return to Huzhou at this time.
Su Tan'er is a stubborn person. What will happen to them next has become the thing that Ning Yi misses the most these days. But miss is miss, people are here, there is no way to run away, so they can only accept the situation, at least
There is also Xiaochan who needs to be taken care of.
After gradually recovering from his injuries over the past few days, he and Xiaochan were arranged to live in a small courtyard behind the hospital. The master and servants were not clearly restricted from moving, but at this time, people with no background were out and about.
, what can be seen is probably not a pleasant scene. Hangzhou has been short of supplies recently. As prisoners, the two of them had two meals a day, which they took and cooked by themselves.
I don’t know who owned the small courtyard before. Most of the household items were gone, and most of the ones left behind were a bit dilapidated. Since the earthquake, some of the houses collapsed and it was not easy to live in. Xiaochan was quite happy to tidy it up a few times.
A few days ago, the old doctor came over and asked Ning Yi what he did before. Ning Yi thought about it and answered teaching. So that day he was called to the academy to make the best use of his resources and resume his old career...