Su Ze was woken up by the sound of waves hitting the cliff.
In a state of confusion, Su Ze opened his eyes and saw the dusty old-fashioned wooden bed gauze cover. Half-conscious, Su Ze felt a sense of confusion, as if he had woken up and traveled through a hundred years.
As his awareness of time and space gradually recovered, Su Ze sat up and saw the old-fashioned TV in the room, which brought his hazy consciousness back to the real world.
The only hotel in Changning Weicun has such a sense of history that when I wake up every day, I feel like traveling through time.
Sure enough, the instructor's words were correct, "Read less online novels."
However, Su Ze always disagreed with the instructor's other words, "Play less games."
He took out his mobile phone, clicked on the familiar APP, and took a look at the results of hanging up all night.
[Congratulations to player Su Ze, your skill "Medical Skills" has been upgraded and is now Lv5. 】
Su Ze quickly moved the character from [Medical House] to [School] and continued to level up the "Reading" skill.
In "Hundred Scenes", a small factory placed a mobile phone on the hook. Su Ze, who worked hard and studied hard, naturally had no money to earn gold, so he had no choice but to use his liver to earn gold.
After closing the game, Su Ze couldn't say he was addicted to the game. He just used it to relieve himself when he was under heavy academic pressure.
After washing up, Su Ze walked out of the dilapidated hotel. This hotel built on a high slope could overlook the entire Changning Wei Village. In the morning light, only a few houses were still covered with smoke.
This ancient village has gradually lost its popularity.
Su Ze, a graduate student in the history department of a key university, came to Changning Weicun to complete his master's thesis.
The seaside in southern Fujian is still very hot in August. The sea is so stingy that it is reluctant to give the land a hint of cool breeze. Before eight o'clock, the scorching sun has already made it difficult to open one's eyes.
Su Ze put on his straw hat as the Romans did when he came to the countryside, and walked to the ancestral hall in the center of Changningwei Village with his information bag under his arm.
There is a circle of transparent gauze under the wide-brimmed bamboo hat. This layer of gauze does not affect the visibility of the road, but can also block the ultraviolet rays that directly hit the face and neck. Su Ze had to admire the wisdom of his ancestors.
Passing by several abandoned houses, Su Ze couldn't help but sigh.
Su Ze found out from local chronicles that Changning Guard was established in the 13th year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty. It was a guard post in southern Fujian and served as a watcher of the vast maritime territory of the Ming Empire.
As for the people of Changning Wei Village, they are the descendants of the military households of the Wei Station. They lived in this Wei Station for more than 600 years before the wave of economic development swept across the country.
Many houses still retain the style of when they were first built. They have stood in this seaside watchtower for six hundred years, but modernization eventually destroyed this seaside watchtower.
Under the tide of the times, young people left the village one after another to work in big cities. Then the next generation also left. The kindergarten and primary school in Changningwei Village were gradually abolished and merged with the county schools.
Today, the village that once accommodated thousands of people has only a few dozen elderly people left.
In the past few years, with great efforts to develop the tourism industry, there were plans to transform this village into an ancient town tourist attraction. This remote coastal village was also connected to a road in the past few years.
Su Ze walked on the newly built cement road, carefully avoiding the grains on the road.
But there are no young people in the village anymore, and the road has become a rice drying ground.
However, the wave of development of the times has gradually subsided, and the plans for the reconstruction of scenic spots have been shelved. Fortunately, the ancient village can still be well preserved, which gave Su Ze the opportunity to complete his master's thesis.
After walking for more than ten minutes, Su Ze was already sweating on his forehead. The ancestral hall in the center of the village is the most gorgeous building in the entire Changningwei Village. On the eaves are animals made of colored glass. This Ming Dynasty-style building is well preserved. If it were in ancient times,
Students majoring in architecture will definitely regard it as a treasure when they see it.
However, in the view of Su Ze, a history major, he pays more attention to the genealogy of Changningwei Village in the ancestral hall that records six hundred years of history than the gorgeous ancestral hall.
"Seventh uncle!"
Su Ze shouted, and an old man wearing a white undershirt walked out of the ancestral hall shakily and muttered:
"The soul is calling! He's not dead yet!"
Su Ze chuckled, quickly stepped forward to support the seventh uncle, and handed the old man the wine he brought from town yesterday.
“Good wine!”
The seventh uncle and Su Ze are not related by blood.
The seventh uncle read some books when he was young. Later, he broke his leg for some unknown reason while working and could not do any physical work, so he returned to the village. The villagers felt sorry for him and asked him to guard the ancestral hall.
Decades passed in a flash, and he changed from Ah Qi to Seventh Uncle, and now he has become Seventh Uncle.
Uncle Qi was greedy for wine, and regardless of the fact that it was still morning, he poured the wine and took a sip. The wine bug aroused his interest in conversation.
He put down his wine glass and said: "Come on, today we will tell the story of the seventh generation ancestor!"
Su Ze quickly took out his notebook and turned on the recorder.
He brought food and drink to the old man who guarded the ancestral hall every day, just so that he could learn about the historical information of this Ming Dynasty guardhouse from the mouth of the ancestral hall guard.
When the academic pioneers of the past generations had already involved the Ming Dynasty to an extreme, Su Ze resolutely stepped into the hot pit of Ming history research.
The emperors, famous ministers, systems, and military affairs of the Ming Dynasty had all been thoroughly studied. In desperation, he could only find this ancient village and start with their genealogy to study the historical changes of this small guardhouse in the Ming Dynasty.
Su Ze has accumulated some materials, and what he covets most is the genealogy in the ancestral hall and the stories about his ancestors in the seventh uncle's mind.
The seventh uncle said solemnly: "If you want to talk about this seventh generation ancestor, he is an incredible person! He is Hua Mulan of the Ming Dynasty!"
"Wait a minute, this seventh generation ancestor is a woman?"
"Yeah, why are you still sexist? This is not right!"
Su Ze had a headache. This seventh uncle had a quick mind. Nowadays, with the development of the Internet, he could use various Internet languages even more smoothly than Su Ze.
"The ancestors of Changning Guard inherited the military position in the guard station. The seventh generation ancestor is a woman, how can he inherit the military position?"
"Since Hua Mulan can join the army, why is it difficult for the seventh generation ancestor to inherit the military position?"
"Your seventh generation ancestor must have been in the Jiajing period at that time. It was not a troubled time and the laws were sound. How could a woman join the army?"
"The sixth generation ancestor died early, and the seventh generation ancestor's brother is too young to inherit the military position. The seventh generation ancestor can only take charge of the family. This is what is written in the genealogy. Do you listen to it?"
Su Ze quickly shut up, and the seventh uncle continued:
"The most legendary story of the seventh generation ancestor happened in the 33rd year of Jiajing, when the seventh generation ancestor had just inherited the military post."
"At that time, Wang Zhi, the pirate king of the Ming Dynasty, was still roaming the seven seas, and the Ming army suffered several defeats."
"But in southern Fujian, we have our Changning Guards, which protects the safety of the people along the coast!"
"But this sea is really too dangerous! Once, the Seventh Generation Patriarch led the guards' ships out on patrol and encountered an unprecedented super storm!"
"I saw the seventh-generation ancestor calmly stabbing the sky in the storm! He stabbed the Dragon King who was making waves in the thick fog. The storm immediately receded, and the seventh-generation ancestor finally led the ship back to the guard station safely!"
Su Ze stopped taking notes and said helplessly: "Seventh Uncle, don't read online novels. Your story is too outrageous."
The seventh uncle said dissatisfiedly: "What a story! This is a true story recorded in the genealogy! Even the day when the seventh generation ancestor returned home safely is recorded in the genealogy. I remember it was February 14th!"
Su Ze sighed again and said: "Seventh uncle, have you ever encountered a storm in February in southern Fujian?"
The seventh uncle suddenly became silent. There are no typhoons in southern Fujian in February. As a person who has lived in Changning Wei Village for decades, he has indeed never encountered a storm in February.
"Don't believe it, kid, I'll bring you the family tree!"
The seventh uncle limped and pulled out a thick genealogy from the clan ancestral hall. He handed the genealogy to Su Ze, turned to the part about the seventh generation ancestor and said, "Read it for yourself!"
A genealogy is more than just an ordinary book that records the names of ancestors.
A well-revised genealogy will also record the deeds of ancestors, records of major clan discussions, records of clan lawsuits, and clan property and shop information. These are first-hand historical materials for historical research.
This Changningwei genealogy is well-preserved and has detailed records. It is a precious historical research material that Su Ze coveted.
Su Ze looked through the yellowed paper and found that the record was exactly what the seventh uncle said. He quickly said: "Seventh uncle, I was wrong."
Uncle Seventh lost interest in the conversation. He waved his hand and said, "Take the family tree away. Make a copy and return it to me."
Su Ze was shocked. He had previously asked the old man for a copy of the genealogy, but his seventh uncle had always refused. Unexpectedly, he readily gave it to him now.
The seventh uncle said with some dejection: "The village of Changningwei is gone, so what's the use of this family tree?"
Su Ze also felt sad. The history major he studied was just like the Changning Wei Village, like a light that was about to go out.
The golden age of galloping has passed, and now only the golden afterglow of this black iron age remains.
Su Ze also often thought that if he had been born ten years earlier, he would have been able to find a teaching position and do historical research as poor as his tutor.
If he had been born thirty years earlier, he might have become an authority in a certain field and receive state subsidies to do the research he wanted to do.
But in this dark iron age, Su Ze is facing the dilemma of being unemployed after graduation, and might soon go to a factory to drive screws.
After handing the genealogy to Su Ze, the seventh uncle stood up again, limped and took out a snakeskin bag from behind the concierge.
"You kid, you've been chatting with me for so many days. You can take these potatoes and sweet potatoes back."
Su Ze wanted to refuse, but seeing the warmth in the stubborn old man's eyes, he nodded and took the snakeskin bag.
He solemnly put the genealogy into the information bag and solemnly said goodbye to his seventh uncle with the snakeskin bag in hand.
The seventh uncle just waved his hand, picked up the wine glass on the table again, and started drinking by himself.
Su Ze said goodbye to his seventh uncle, dragged his snakeskin bag and ran excitedly to the station at the entrance of the village.
There was no copy shop in the village, so he couldn't wait to take the family tree to the town to have it copied.
Changningwei Village is built along the cliff, and the bus station leading to the town requires climbing over a hill.
On the top of the mountain, there is still a beacon tower left over from the Weisuo era in the Ming Dynasty, but the masonry road has long been covered with moss.
However, most of the crenelations of the beacon tower have been weathered and corroded, leaving only the ruins of half a man's height.
Su Ze ran too fast and didn't pay attention to the slippery bricks under his feet. He accidentally fell towards the cliff!
With a stagger, Su Ze climbed over the crenel and fell straight down the cliff!
He held the information bag tightly in his arms, and the snakeskin bag given by Uncle Seven also fell off the cliff with him.
The body hit the ridge of the mountain, and Su Ze fell into a deeper abyss again.
After the severe pain, a hazy feeling came to Su Ze's heart.
Gan! Immortal is really going to travel through time this time!
at the same time,
The mobile phone in Su Ze's pocket suddenly lit up, and the "Hundred Scenes" game icon flashed and disappeared from the mobile phone.