Chapter One: Ning Cai Chen.
In late autumn, the west wind is rustling, and the maple leaves belonging to the Tibetan Mountain are as red as blood, drifting into the Ningjia ancestral home at the foot of the mountain with the wind, and a yard is full of loneliness. No matter how hard you sweep, you can't clean it. **-
In the yard, a man in white leaned against a broom and sighed, "It's been a year, I've been in this world for a whole year ..." His voice was very low, because he was afraid that the wall would have ears and someone would eavesdrop.
"I can't believe that this serial world is really as messy and sinister as the structure in the movie. I just don't know what I will encounter in the future. Is it a ghost love sung through the ages? Or become a dryad grandma belly meat ... "
This seemingly lonely person is actually a person from another time and space. His predecessor was a policeman who hated evil. On a hunting mission, he was shot and killed by gangsters in the cold. Fortunately, the soul will not die, but it is also a temperamental person who travels to another world and gets a new life: Ning!
Ning is a scholar of Daming and he is generous and fond of reading. At the age of 20, he has been tirelessly reviewing his lessons and preparing to take part in the provincial examination. Unexpectedly, years ago, Emperor Yongzheng of the Holy Family listened to the slanderers of the mage, saying that "no talent is a scholar", and even ordered the cancellation of the Chinese language examination, and instead promoted martial arts, and appointed ranks by the depth of force.
When this order came out, the whole country was in an uproar. If this catastrophe continues, the culture, governance, and educational etiquette accumulated in the Ming Dynasty for 300 years will surely die out, with far-reaching and bad influence, even worse than changing dynasties. The century-old foundation will be destroyed.
Yong Zhengdi's perverse behavior has aroused fierce protests from scholars all over the world. Nie Bai, the left prime minister, signed a letter of protest with more than a thousand civil servants across the country. As a result, he angered your majesty. At one command, hundreds of people fell to the ground and bloodied the Wumen Gate. For the "Wumen Massacre" ... Yong Zhengdi ordered the burning of books many times, and all the classics, poems and literary works were burned, especially the portraits of sages. No matter the calligraphy and painting, the people are not allowed to keep it. Offenders are sentenced to imprisonment, exiled to the frontier as coolies, and are not allowed to return to China for life.
It is the notorious Red Guards who are responsible for carrying out the book burning order. This powerful elite army, loyal only to the emperor, showed a terrible supervisory power, leaving no paper everywhere.
"Those who hand in books automatically will be rewarded; Those who dare to hide are guilty! "
In the face of knives and axes, the helpless literati are vulnerable. Those with backbone all died by the sword, and many escaped or hid in the mountains; Or far overseas; If you have no backbone, you will automatically hand in your books, take off your white robe, change careers, or abandon your studies to join the army or do business.
Ning Cai Chen's parents died long ago, leaving him alone. After receiving the report of his arrest, he immediately sold his property, dismissed his servants, put on a pack of books that he usually likes to read, and a portrait of a family sage, and fled overnight to a remote ancestral home at the foot of the Tibetan Mountain at the junction of Guangdong and Zhejiang, where he lived in seclusion.
This house was built by Ning's ancestors and has a history of one hundred years. * *-It is said that Jia Ning's great-grandfather was a monk who knew magic, and then he died unexpectedly in a fight, and his inheritance was ruined. Later generations of Ning family transferred to literature, moved to Jinhua after their success, and their ancestral home was deserted. An old servant was left at home, but when Ning came back, the dying old man was already dying, so it would be a pity to say a few words.
After burying the old man, Ning officially moved into his ancestral home.
The ancestral home is small, with one hall, one main room and three bedrooms. If the yard is wide, there are two bamboos; To the south of the courtyard gate, two antique wooden doors have been closed for many years, and the edges have been smoothed; Even the two door statues carved on the door have been corroded by the years; The paint came off and the lines were blurred, so the original appearance could not be seen clearly.
There is a gurgling stream outside the door. The water is clear and the scenery is pleasant.
Surrounded by mountains and rivers, it is clean and elegant. Ning likes this living environment very much. He brought enough money and planted three ridges of vegetable fields in the backyard, which was basically enough for himself to grow and eat. Usually, in addition to buying some daily necessities such as rice and grain in Guizang Town, which is three miles away from Guizang Mountain. The rest of the time, mostly used for reading-although it is through outsiders, but it combines the soul knowledge experience of "Ning", and he was a book lover in his previous life, so it is quite natural for the police to transform into a scholar, and it is even more eventful in his unrestrained personality.
Ning didn't carry many books when he fled, but they were all classics. I read it several times, and the more I chew it, the deeper I get, and I have a different understanding. He just likes it.
Or holding a book in the morning and reading it carefully under the bamboo in the yard; Or climb to the top of Tibet at noon and sit on a big stone to chant; Or go to the roof at night and read aloud in the moonlight. All kinds of gestures, the mood is wide open. In the bustling city before, he never thought that the realm of reading was like practicing martial arts. Every time he is interested in learning, he cheers, and his whole body seems to have been washed by God's water. He is refreshed and happy.
As for the changes in the outside world and the deterioration of the situation, he is willing but powerless, and now he can only wait for the opportunity.
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"Heaven and earth have vital qi, but the manifold is miscellaneous, the river yue is next, and the sun star is above, which is awe-inspiring and unstoppable to people ..."
Ning recited his favorite Song of Righteousness again, whistling with a broom in his hand, sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground. Fallen leaves are like patches of red butterflies, floating all over the yard.
"Good book sound! What a "Song Zhengqi!"
Someone clapped at the door and a man clapped his hands and came in.
Ning Cai Chen didn't look back, he knew that the newcomer was Wang Fu who lived in Qian Shan. He is also a scholar who comes from a scholarly family and is unwilling to give up his studies. He lived in Guizang Town, but secretly set up a cabin study before returning to Tibet Mountain. Whenever he gets a chance, he touches the study and studies, flashing like a thief. By chance, he met Ning and had a heart-to-heart relationship with him, so he often had contacts.
"B-brother came early today. What's wrong? "
Wang Fu said with a smile, "Yes, I've come to invite you out of the mountain and into the city."
Ning Cai Chen thought that there was not much food at home, and he just wanted to buy it himself, so he said, "OK." Back to the house, take off the pure white scholar robe, put on ordinary green clothes, took the silver and grain bags, locked the door and left with Wang Fujie.
Walking through a narrow path and turning the corner, a small house flashed in front of you. Built between two big locust trees, the earth wall made of thatch is very generous and strong, and it is Wang Fu's study.
Suddenly, the door of the study opened and a charming woman came out and shouted to Wang Fu, "Be careful all the way, son. I'll cook dinner at home and wait for you. "
This woman is very beautiful and has a threatening face. She looked at Ning Cai Chen with a pair of happy eyes.
Ning Cai Chen's heart jumped, and she quickly lowered her head and acted quickly. She shouted to herself, "This woman ... is so amazing in the world. Beautiful ... beautiful, is she a fox? "
Although the foxes described in the series are mostly kind and gentle women, they are the models of dream lovers. But somehow, Ning was looked at by that woman, and suddenly she felt uncomfortable all over. She felt that she was targeted by a bloodthirsty tiger, and her heart was cold, and she just wanted to get away quickly.
Is this it?