In the eighth month, the autumn cold hits us, and the faint fragrance of osmanthus slowly assaults our nostrils. Meng Xinghe stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the stormy mountains outside, with a bit of wandering helplessness between his eyebrows.
"Xinghe, the weather is getting colder. Don't freeze your body. Please put on more clothes." A woman with a kind and dignified face held a cotton coat in her hand and placed it gently on Meng Xinghe's body, showing her care and concern.
surface.
"Mom! Please rest! I want to stand quietly for a while!" Meng Xinghe showed his true feelings. He pulled off the cotton-padded clothes he had just put on and covered his mother who was even thinner than him in clothes behind him. He said with concern: "Mom! Go back.
!My body is strong and strong!"
"Hey!" The woman stared at Meng Xinghe's pale face, licking the calf so deeply that she lamented with tears in her eyes, and belatedly backed out of the door.
At this scene, Meng Xinghe showed a wry smile, looking at the drizzle and autumn wind that had fallen outside the window, and muttered helplessly: "I didn't know that I was a guest in my dream, and I was speechless for thousands of years by the window." Everything is unpredictable and mysterious.
It has its own destiny. A piece of poetry has fully expressed Meng Xinghe’s myriad emotions.
He is just a passerby in this era! His real hometown is already a thousand years later!
Meng Xinghe never thought that he would become a member of the time-traveling army! He went to bed last night and woke up this morning in two different worlds.
It was drizzling outside the window, the mountains were getting further away, and the outline of the real and empty could not be seen clearly. Meng Xinghe listened to the rain by the window, and gradually calmed down the strange feeling in his heart. I don’t know how long it took, Meng Xinghe let out a long sigh, finally figured everything out, and closed the window
Walk downstairs slowly.
Meng Xinghe knows something from the remaining memories of his previous life. It is now the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty. According to historical records, at this time, the people were simple, the politics were clear, and the world was rich. It was a time when the country was prosperous and the people were strong, so it was not considered a troubled time.
The man he possesses is also named Meng Xinghe, and he is a male descendant of the Meng family. Originally, the Meng family was one of the largest families in the Meng family village, but who would have thought that in just three to five years, Meng Xinghe had already completely wiped out the family.
In fact, saying that he was defeated was already a great deal of face for Meng Xinghe. Everyone in the Mengjia Village, old and young, women and children, had heard about it. To be precise, all the wealthy Meng family members were prostituted by Meng Xinghe.
Regarding all the evil deeds of his predecessor, Meng Xinghe, who is now possessed, can describe them one by one like countless treasures. Meng Xinghe is deeply aware of the ruthlessness of an actor and his unintentional remarks. He knows that his predecessor, precisely because of lingering around the fireworks,
The land was cultivated and squandered too much, which led to the disease of tuberculosis. After returning from the county school to recuperate, he suddenly became critically ill last night. On his deathbed, God played tricks and possessed the soul of Meng Xinghe a thousand years later in the current body, causing
Meng Xinghe's miracle of reviving a dead body again.
Regardless of whether this is God's will or man-made, the current Meng Xinghe has already acquiesced to the facts before him.
He slowly descended from the attic and came to the hall of the Meng family compound. Although the Meng family has declined, the ancestral foundation is still there. In addition to the fields and properties in Tarsus being sold, the house in the Meng family compound
It is better than ordinary families, and it also shows the importance of the Meng family's hundreds of years of history.
Meng Xinghe's rough calculation of the hall alone was probably several hundred square meters. When he came down from the attic, he saw his mother in the middle of the hall, in front of the ancestral tablet, offering incense. From what she heard, she felt that it was her ancestor who had protected her, and she was critically ill.
Meng Xinghe suddenly recovered, and the incense of the Meng family was preserved. Today I came here to fulfill my wish and pay tribute to my ancestor Qi Fu.
With this small gesture, Meng Xinghe did not taste the slightest bit of feudal superstition, but a deep warmth spread from his body. This is the power of maternal love!
The woman glanced here and saw Meng Xinghe coming downstairs. Her concern prompted her to urge her: Meng'er, why are you coming downstairs? Go back and rest quickly. Mom has cooked millet porridge for you.
I'll bring it to you later!" Every bit of it was full of family affection and care. Meng Xinghe's eyes warmed up. He walked to his mother's side and took a bouquet of fragrance. He said childishly: "Mom, don't worry! The child is strong now.
He can kill a bison!" With a rare smile, Meng Xinghe knelt down respectfully and said in front of the ancestral tablet of the Meng family: "The ancestors of the Meng family are above, and the unworthy descendant Meng Xinghe kowtows in worship.
The ancestors have appeared to bless my mother to live a long life, and help me to gain fame as soon as possible, so that the entire Meng family will be the lintel of the Meng family!" Meng Xinghe kowtowed three times, stood up, picked up his hand, and inserted a bunch of scented incense into the incense burner.
Looking at Mother Meng in front of her, she knelt down again.
Although there was no nurturing grace and not much flesh and blood affection, Meng Xinghe believed in his heart that the Mother Meng in front of him was his mother! He kowtowed three times respectfully and said from the bottom of his heart: "How can I be the son of a man?"
It makes my mother worry! Xinghe is unfilial and has ruined the inheritance of our ancestors, making my mother work hard for a long time. Now I regret it and vow to study hard and gain fame so that my mother can enjoy the blessing of a family as soon as possible."
Meng Xinghe's words can be said to be an unfinished last wish for his ex! He didn't honor Meng's mother when he was reborn, and he didn't even say a word of repayment when he died. Since he took over the body of his ex, Meng Xinghe
, it is necessary for him to speak on his behalf.
Who would have thought that just after he said his last words for the late Meng Xinghe, the entire Meng family hall became surprisingly quiet! Meng's mother was so excited that she couldn't speak, and tears burst out of her eyes. The former Meng Xinghe was stubborn.
Hua, there are no words like today. Meng's mother hurriedly helped Meng Xinghe up with trembling hands, and murmured: Mother knows, I, Meng'er, have become sensible. Mother is happy in her heart, mother is happy!" Meng's mother said as she spoke.
Try wiping the corners of her eyes. She still feels uneasy recalling last night's situation. If Meng Xinghe couldn't survive last night, the Meng family would have hung up their clothes today! Now, not only can Meng Xinghe get out of bed, but he also has this
Reading the shocking words, it must be the ancestors of the Meng family who appeared to bless the men of the Meng family.
"Xiao Wu, go and kill the sheep in the yard! The young master has just recovered from a serious illness. Thanks to the Taoist priest's efforts last night, he exorcised evil spirits and saved the young master's life. By the way, you can invite the Taoist priest to your house. Tonight we
You need to reward him well!" Meng's mother said with great joy. Xiaowu is a small servant of the Meng family. Three generations of his masters have sold themselves to the Meng family. Now seeing that the young master's condition has improved and even his mind has changed, she has followed suit in her heart.
I was so happy that after hearing what I said, I immediately ran out of the hall to prepare for tonight's thank you banquet.
Meng Xinghe didn't know who the Taoist Master Meng Mu was talking about was, but from Meng Mu's words, he inferred that the Taoist Priest must be involved in the time-travel incident that happened last night!
"Mom! I want to go out for a walk!" Wandering in the hall, Meng Xinghe still hasn't completely let go of the things in his heart, and wants to go out and relax! It just so happens that it's not raining heavily outside, so he can wash away many things that he can't let go of. Meng Xinghe
Her mother knew Meng Xinghe's nature well and couldn't defeat him, so she ordered the maid behind her to get an umbrella for Meng Xinghe and reluctantly let him out.
Meng Xinghe gave a reassuring smile, and he gave Mother Meng an explanation. He had been seriously ill for several days, and his body was so weak that he could be killed with a slap. But fortunately, Meng Xinghe was now possessed.
, my willpower is relatively strong, and I can still endure the pain of going out to relax in a sick body.
Walking out of the century-old compound of the Meng family, Meng Xinghe breathed a long sigh of relief. The air of this era is indeed much fresher than a thousand years later. Without the shackles of the past and present, this place can be regarded as an antique tourist attraction. Meng Xinghe supported
A big oil-paper umbrella, walking with frail steps in the rain, walking or stopping, thinking or sighing.
I don’t know how long they walked, and his green shirt was soaked by the rain. Meng Xinghe simply threw away the paper umbrella in his hand and walked slowly in the rain. He put his hands behind his back, his expression was arrogant and unruly, he laughed indulgently, and said helplessly: "
10 out of 10 people in life are unsatisfactory, so why should I care too much? In the long river of history, no one is a passer-by. Even if you are unknown, you must live your own wonderful life. In the past life, this life, and the next life, who has thought about disrupting them? I
Why bother holding on to my past life?" At the end of the sentence, Meng Xinghe actually laughed loudly, quite like a man, not like a frail scholar.
"Good! Good! Good!" Just as Meng Xinghe was laughing, a few words of praise that sounded like bells suddenly appeared from a small sedan with a green curtain not far away from him! "It is true that he is a young man, but with this
With just a few words, all the scholars in the world have to call themselves students in front of my little brother! Past life, present life, next life? Who would have thought of turning life upside down? It is in vain that I have lived most of my life without such insight. My little brother is young,
But he can see so clearly that the students admire him!"
A student claimed that Meng Xinghe suddenly broke into a cold sweat. The words came from his heart. He spoke from his feelings, but he did not expect that these ordinary sentences would become everyone's thoughts in this era. It is really embarrassing.
! Dare to be humble and say: "Senior's wonderful compliments, late students can only talk nonsense and cannot be brought to the stage. As for seniors, they behave modestly and condescend to call themselves students. Based on this alone, scholars all over the world can read a few more books by sages."
Even if you read books, you cannot learn from your kindness and righteousness."
"Haha!" The old man and the young man smiled at each other, and the old man in the sedan said politely: I never expected that our great and powerful country has been conducting examinations for several years and recruiting countless talents from all over the world, but the real talents have fallen in the mountains and fields.
During this period, I have never been an official to contribute to the country's social planning. It is not a blessing for the country!" The old man in the sedan chair could not help but lament the loss of talents in the country. "Little brother, have you ever thought about going to the court to pay homage to the prime minister and bring benefits to the people of the world? Is it possible?
Hide in this remote place for the rest of your life, and spend the rest of your life as a poor scholar wandering around in clouds and wild cranes?"
These words were a bit sour and contained strong classism. Originally, Meng Xinghe still had a good impression of the old man in the sedan chair, but his remark just now had immediately reduced his good opinion to negative.
"The world? What is the world? Who can explain what the real world is?" After three questions in succession, Meng Xinghe became more courageous. He admired the old man's magnanimity, but despised his attitude.
"The world does not belong to anyone, it belongs to the people. Water can carry a boat or overturn it. Capture by force can only last for a moment. Whose country can truly last for thousands of years in all dynasties? As a king, if you know how to capture
Use it for the people, and hand over the power in the hands of the people. The world will be peaceful for eternity, the people will live in peace and contentment, and there will be no wars at the borders. The barbarians will bow their heads to the city, and the neighboring countries will admire their wise kings, and the world will be established.
If you are a public servant, why do you need officials to manage it? I am afraid that there will be not a few people who will be idle in the sky by then."
After finishing the long talk, Meng Xinghe felt that he could express his opinions on hundreds of forums. But who knew that he had already unknowingly spoken out the path of communism for thousands of future generations, which was really shocking.
"Bang!" A very clear cracking sound came from the sedan in front of Meng Xinghe. Several guards outside the sedan immediately knelt on the ground and asked carefully: Master, is something wrong? I am waiting for orders outside, and I am willing to obey my orders.
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"No, get out!" An uneven voice came from the sedan. It was dull for a long time, and then slowly came out: Haven't you asked me your name yet? The heroic words just said were like a wake-up call, knocking on the old man's head. Water can carry a boat.
, can also capsize the boat! Take it from the people and use it for the people, wonderful! Wonderful! Your Majesty is knowledgeable about ancient and modern times, and there are endless strange and witty sayings. I have seen something today. It seems that Taoyuan County is indeed a legend.
There are many scholars, and it is not in vain for an old man to meet a wise man!"
Having said this, the person in the sedan said: Wei Ming! Bring me my pen and ink!"
"Honor!" After a while, the pen and ink was brought into the sedan, but unfortunately the people in the sedan never saw his true face. Not long after, a piece of yellow cloth was handed out from the sedan.
"Give this couplet to the distinguished driver, and you'd better start back as soon as possible! It's getting dark, and I'm afraid there will be chaos at home." The people in the sedan said a few words, and a young attendant outside the sedan turned around.
Holding the yellow cloth scarf at his waist, he walked up to Meng Xinghe and said flatteringly: "Young Master is so lucky. My master has never given anyone a letter. I hope you will keep it well! I will retire." After the person who gave the couplet left, he said:
, Meng Xinghe touched the yellow cloth in his hand. It was smooth and felt much better than ordinary silk. It showed the sun, moon and stars, and below it was a line of traditional Chinese calligraphy in small letters: There are only a few sages in the world who live in Taoyuan. A good inscription by Muzi of Chang'an
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"Chang'an Muzijia? I don't know him!" Based on his unreliable historical knowledge, Meng Xinghe had no impression of Muzijia, but from the way he spoke, he should be considered a great Confucian in Chang'an! This is another word couplet.
When others asked him about his name, Meng Xinghe was too embarrassed to hide it, so he bowed and said humbly: "I'm not talented, Meng Xinghe, Taoyuan County, my brother on the road gave me the name Mr. Hualiu. I'm really good at it."