"Move the things in the database out, that's tens of millions of dollars worth of equipment!"
"It's too late, just grab the National Library's data hard drive..."
"I'll find it!"
"boom!"
…
Linxian, Xifang retail courtyard,
"Hoo, ho..."
In the dark and cold room, Li Changan was covered in cold sweat. Along with his heavy breathing, he shouted hoarsely, "No, no..."
It's like I've fallen into a nightmare and I can't wake up.
"No!"
Li Changan tried his best to finally open his eyes.
The next second,
A lot of memories were stuffed into his head out of thin air. Li Changan hugged his head in pain and his eyes lost focus.
"This...where is this?"
"Da Jin!"
"It is not the Jin that was the overlord of the Spring and Autumn Period, nor the Jin that was the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties."
"I entered a completely imaginary world."
"But this world..."
If someone could see Li Changan's eyes, they would find that there seemed to be countless pages turning.
"Many characters can be recognized, including classics from hundreds of schools of thought, but starting from Confucius and Sheng, the world has taken a different path!"
"Literary... very talented, with a photographic memory, able to talk on paper, and follow the rules..."
"A scholar can defeat thousands of armies by himself!?"
"The culture is prosperous, but the martial arts is vulgar. What the hell is going on?"
in darkness,
Li Changan's breathing gradually calmed down.
There was only endless horror in his eyes.
When I rescued the hard drive data of the National Library, I thought I would be killed in a fire, but I didn't expect to be transported to such a world.
In this world, literature is the most respected!
There was the sage Confucius before him, who compiled the Six Classics, recruited disciples, opened up a literary system, and spread his literary spirit for three thousand miles, becoming the first sage in the human race.
Hold up a blue sky for the human race.
Later, Yan Hui, Mencius, Zhuangzi, Dong Zhongshu, and Sima Qian inherited the Wen Dao, ascended to the sub-sage status, and protected the peace of the human race.
A great Confucian in literature and art can bring order to the world with his pen, and a warrior can use his horse to regulate the world.
No, they don't need to mount their horses. They can cross three hundred miles just by saying "The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying".
Let's say another sentence: "Thousands of troops and thousands of horses can defeat the enemy's thieves". On paper, one person is worth tens of millions of troops.
A scholar masters the literary instrument, cultivates the literary spirit, and opens the literary palace.
Ninth grade enlightenment text, one eye and ten lines, the body is light and healthy;
Eighth-grade self-cultivation writing instrument, with words added to the body, if there is divine help;
A benevolent man of the seventh grade is a man of letters, his writing is like a sword, and he talks on paper.
…
The poems and essays list, the calligraphy and painting list, and the calligraphy and painting list compete for glory.
Those on the list are all famous all over the world, have great prestige, are blessed with literary talent, and have risen to great heights.
There are also many literary masters who have devoted their literary talent to compete for the top spot.
…
"There is no Cao Cao, Cao Zhi, Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi, Liu Zongyuan, Su Dongpo, Wen Tianxiang..."
Li Changan's heart began to beat wildly,
"If the culture is prosperous, won't I be able to reach heaven in one step?"
"Just one Bai Juyi can make me rise to the top! Bai Juyi is not enough? Add Han Yu. Still not enough? All the eight great masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties will make up for it for you. It's a smooth process!"
"Not to mention Li Bai, Du Fu and Wang Zha!"
Even if there is no way to recite them all, how can the nine-year compulsory education in the Great China be a living thing?
At this moment, a book that looked like it was made of mutton-fat jade appeared in my mind.
After turning the first page, Li Changan understood immediately.
This jade book contains all the materials from the National Library, from poems and songs to calligraphy, painting, novels, and science and engineering encyclopedias.
"Ahem..."
There was a faint smell of alcohol in the air. Li Changan started coughing violently when his breathing became a little heavier. It was as if there was a fire burning in his lungs and his body had no strength at all.
The wooden door opened with a creak.
"Erlang, are you awake?" came a gentle and gentle voice.
The evening sun shines outside the door.
Li Changan turned his head and was slightly stunned. The memory of the woman in front of him and her predecessor merged together.
"Sister-in-law...sister-in-law."
The woman is in her mid-twenties, with a slender figure, an oval face and big eyes.
Wearing a cloth that has been washed until it turns white, and a patched short jacket, the simple clothes do not hide her beauty, but instead bring out her gentle and watery temperament.
The sister-in-law's name is Liu Zhiyin, and she is the daughter-in-law of the eldest brother Ming Yuan. The day after the wedding, the eldest brother followed his father to the battlefield.
It's been five years since I left, and I haven't heard from him again.
My predecessor had been frail and sick since childhood, and then contracted lung disease. If my sister-in-law hadn't been there to take care of her, I would have died a long time ago.
"You have been in coma for three whole days this time. You must be hungry. I will serve you some porridge." Liu Zhiyin hurried to the kitchen and carefully carried the bowl to the bed.
Li Changan looked down.
Of the porridge in the bowl, only some rice grains were scattered at the bottom, and the rest was Bai Cencen's rice soup, which was so thin that it reflected Li Changan's handsome face.
"The wine at home was not sold, so I hired a doctor to get the medicine..." Liu Zhiyin murmured.
"Sister-in-law...sister-in-law, have you eaten?"
Li Changan was really not used to calling the woman in front of him sister-in-law.
My predecessor was only eighteen years old, but in my soul, I was already a thirty-year-old uncle.
"Eat... something to eat."
Yes, you will know that you haven’t eaten it as soon as you hear it.
"Sister-in-law, let's eat together." Li Changan put the bowl aside and wanted to get up, but his hands went weak and he almost fell over.
Liu Zhiyin helped Li Changan in time and said, "Erlang, you are weak, so you should lie down in bed and rest."
Suddenly a scent of fragrance invaded the nose. It was not the smell of rouge perfume, but the gentle body fragrance of a woman, as elegant as lotus.
Li Changan was in a trance for a moment, then quickly recovered and cursed himself as a bastard, "I've been lying down for so long, it's time to get up and move around."
Liu Zhiyin took a coat and put it on Li Changan, then supported Li Changan and slowly moved out of bed.
It is perfectly appropriate to describe this body as frail.
Sitting at the table, he divided the bowl of porridge into two bowls and said, "Sister-in-law, we will eat together too."
"There are still steamed buns at home, I can just eat the steamed buns." Liu Zhiyin said quickly.
"Sister-in-law, we are a family..." Li Changan held his half bowl of porridge and poured the hot soup into his throat. He finally found a ray of warmth in this cold room.
Liu Zhiyin brought two warm steamed buns from the kitchen, one for each person.
The sunlight outside the door shines on the two people, creating peace and harmony.
"Where's sister Linglong?" Li Changan suddenly remembered that when his sister-in-law married, she brought a younger sister with her, who was one year younger than her predecessor.
Liu Zhiyin, who was eating porridge from his bun, suddenly paused, and then whispered softly, "She...she went back to her hometown."
Li Changan put down the bowl and looked at Liu Zhiyin seriously, "Sister-in-law, I have lung disease, but it's not a brain disease."
Liu Zhiyin's eyes turned red, and then big tears fell into the bowl.
"Sister-in-law." Li Changan looked at Liu Zhiyin and said gently but firmly, "The family does not like to tell lies."
Liu Zhiyin's thin shoulders kept shaking, and finally couldn't help it, lying on the table, sobbing softly,
"She...she was taken away by Baixianglou..."
Boom!
Li Changan felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
Baixianglou is one of the three major brothels in Linxian County.