In April of the summer of the second year of Tiansheng, Xu Ping sat under the big willow tree beside the wheat field in the east of his farm, leaning against the willow tree, looking at the small river not far south. Under his butt was a bamboo mat, beside him was a fruit plate, filled with some candied dried fruits.

Xu Ping couldn't tell what he was now. In his memory, he was a small employee of an agricultural machinery station in a small county town, but in reality he was in the Song Dynasty, and his identity was an incompetent playboy of a wealthy family, and even his fragments of memories remained.

The memory of that world is so clear that everything is almost vivid in his mind, making him unable to tell which one is himself and which one is a dream.

Maybe, this is a not-so-complete soul-piercing, that world is quite popular now.

It took Xu Ping five or six days to slowly calm down his mood and accept this reality impatiently. Unexpectedly, once he accepted it, he was a little excited. After all, he had learned history. As long as he was careful, he might seize some opportunity and soar into the sky, leaving his name in history, and no longer had to live as wronged as himself in another world.

First of all, he had to figure out which year it was now so as to connect it with the history in his memory. But after searching through the almanac, he only got this answer. Dingmao in the summer of the second year of Tiansheng, the tenth day of the first lunar month.

It's useless at all!

He had never heard of this year's title, and he didn't know who would happen at this time and what would happen! The history he learned was what happened in a certain year of AD. It was found in the year's title book, but he never remembered it in his mind.

What's even more tragic is that he found that he didn't know any of the characters in the history books.

According to the vague memory of the playboy in the current body, the Song Dynasty has been established for more than 60 years, and has been in the three dynasties of Taizu, Taizong and Zhenzong. As for which emperor is now, it is hard to say clearly! The emperor is the emperor. Even if he has a title, he doesn’t know this playboy, and he doesn’t know the memory of his previous life. In history books, the emperor of the Song Dynasty called the temple name. If the emperor does not die, where did the temple name come from?

As for the year name, Xu Ping only remembers Dazhong Xiangfu from the Zhenzong Dynasty not long ago, but he only remembers that because the year name is a bit special, he can't remember how it was written in history books.

Xu Ping knew how to check his current era. After all, Chinese history records are meticulous and detailed. The Ganzhi period has been around for thousands of years, and there has never been any confusion. For example, he remembered that Qin Shihuang unified the six kingdoms in 221 BC, and then he just pushed them down day by day from history books to ensure accuracy.

This is why he forced himself to get used to the April Dingmao method. Of course, this calculation cannot be accomplished by him now.

Xu Ping was in a better mood today, and he finally learned about a living person in history books.

Early in the morning, Xu Ping was walking around in the village and accidentally heard two shopkeepers discussing the government affairs. This was nothing strange. He is now located in his own farm in Zhongmu County, Kaifeng Prefecture. At the foot of the emperor, the common people are well-informed. It is normal for them to give advice on the country without any trouble. The same is true for the people in the capital in his previous life.

One said: "Kong Kou made great contributions to the country and died in Lingnan. It's a pity that Ding said that evil evil was not dead. It's a disaster that has been left for thousands of years!"

Another said: "I remember being in Chanzhou back then..."

Xu Ping felt so happy that he interrupted, "Is Mr. Kou talking about Kou Zhun?"

The two shopkeepers looked at him and rolled their eyes, saluted, and turned around and left without saying a word.

Xu Ping was stunned for a while before he remembered that his current identity was a playboy and he did not make his servants respect him. More importantly, Kou Zhun was very prestige among the people at this time. In ancient times, people were evasive. He called Kou Zhun's name directly, that is, he was facing his own shopkeeper. If someone else might slapped him in the face.

However, with the reason Kou Zhun, the memories of the two lives were connected.

It turns out that Kou Zhun is living in the era, but unfortunately, he died last year at the Lingnan Democratic Office. What happened after Kou Zhun’s death? Qingli New Policy? Wang Anshi’s Reform? Jingkang Incident?

All Xu Ping could remember was these big things, but he didn't know how many years it would take to happen. He originally thought that he had good history and could score high in the exam, but in the specific era, he realized that he knew almost nothing. Who made China's history too long?

However, after knowing that Kou Zhun was an acquaintance, it seemed as if his feet had finally landed on the ground. Xu Ping felt much more at ease. He sat here all morning, scattered from Kou Zhun, and clarified his memories of the two lives.

There is not much memory of a playboy, it is nothing more than fighting for horses and dogs, and the tile houses. What I know is that Kou Zhun became famous when he was young and famous in Chanzhou. Later, he fell into Ding Wei's hands and died in Lingnan.

There are two points about Kou Zhun in my previous life. One is the Alliance of Chanyuan. In this era, anyone understands better than him. The second point is to be glad that he is good or bad, and it is also a scholar. It is the correct word about Kou Zhun's name.

Of course, people in the Song Dynasty did not use simplified characters, but because Kou Zhun was very famous, the Song Dynasty avoided the taboos for him and reduced the traditional quasi-character characters, which later became the regular characters. That's right, after reducing the strokes, they were simplified quasi-character characters.

This made Xu Ping discover a problem that he could not write the characters used in this era well. This has nothing to do with traditional Chinese. The traditional Chinese characters in later generations were not fixed until the Qing Dynasty, let alone simplified Chinese characters. If you wishfully think that ancient people used traditional Chinese characters, you would be unlucky. For example, if you pretend to write traditional Chinese characters, you might be treated as a treacherous party. From then on, it is possible that you have no hope of official career.

But although the playboy whom he possessed was hired to teach him since he was a child, he was still unlearning. Xu Ping compared it and found that many of the characters he recognized were the same as those in his previous life's memory, but they were clearly in traditional Chinese. This is the so-called vulgar characters in the Song Dynasty. The teacher's evaluation of this guy is that it is easy to use vulgar characters in village language. In the future, it is nothing more than the first-class business and business class. There is no hope of making a comeback.

By the way, the teacher is the future father-in-law of this guy, the failed candidate, the various subjects of the village tribute, and specializes in the third generation of the "Spring and Autumn Annals". Not long ago, he failed the exam again.

Xu Ping is a scholar. Since he has reached this era of literati, he still has some ideas about the imperial examination and high school. But the writing is not correct, which is a big problem. Not to mention the various taboos for the royal family. For example, the state army originally had a magistrate, but now he has to avoid the taboos of the empress dowager's father, so he has changed it to the same magistrate. You can imagine how complicated this matter is.

Just as Xu Ping was thinking and his mind was in pain, a middle-aged man in his early thirties came over, came to Xu Ping, crossed his hands and sang, and said, "Dalang, Madam has returned from the town and has arrived at the village. Go and greet him."

Xu Ping recognized this as his servant. The Guanzhuang in this farm was raised by his grandfather's house since he was a child. After his parents got married, he followed his family's surname and named Xu Chang. Well, his father Xu Zheng inherited his father-in-law's inheritance and then soared into the sky. Later, he earned a fortune from his family and even inherited these servants.

Xu Ping stood up and said to Xu Chang: "I have to worry about the trouble."

The two of them walked around the village and were facing Mrs. Xu and her party.

A ox cart was in front, and the curtain was lifted up because it was hot.

In the middle of it is a middle-aged woman in her thirties. She has luxurious clothes but not extravagant clothes. She has a slightly dark face and a cold expression. She is Xu Ping's mother Zhang Yuzhen, known as Zhang Sanniang, who is known as the Iron-faced Zhang Sanniang.

A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl next to her, wearing a bun, a water-blue dress, and a white and tender melon-shaped face. She looked silent and calm. She was Xu Ping's fiancée and his teacher's daughter Lin Suniang.

Lin Suniang and Xu Ping's predecessors grew up together, but their personality was out of place. Lin Suniang knew how to read and answered rituals. Although she was young, she had rules for advancing and retreating. In the current Xu Ping's view, she was completely the kind of good wife and mother written in history books. Well, she was a real ancient man. Xu Ping was a playboy, who was indulged in his life and could not play together. Now Xu Ping has an instinctive sense of distance for this ancient man who was like walking out of a book.

There were two people sitting next to the two, one left and one right.

The one on the left is a middle-aged woman, white and fat, and meticulously cared for her whole body. This is the maid whom my mother was with her when she was a child, that is, a maid. When her mother married her father, she married her with some dowry. A few years ago, her husband died and the family was in a difficult situation. Her mother was nostalgic and hired her back. With the support of her, Zhang Sanniang, this person who is also a well-known figure in the Xu family, and everyone calls her Grandma Hong.

On the right is a little girl of eight or nine years old, with pretty eyebrows and a blue coarse cloth dress, holding a small old bag in her arms. She sat down against the side of the car, keeping her head down, her black eyes rolling from time to time, secretly looking at the people around her, full of curiosity. This little girl Xu Ping had never seen before, and I don’t know where she came from.

The person who drove the cattle in front was the servant in the hotel in the town, named Liu Xiaoyi.

Behind the ox cart, a middle-aged man in his thirties in white clothes was Xu Ping's teacher and his future father-in-law Lin Wensi. He was so hot that he sweated heavily and stepped on a black donkey.

Lin Wensi was not a local. She came to Kaifeng for the exam many years ago. She met Xu Zheng by chance. The two got along and then lived. Later, she entrusted the Xu family to settle down in Kaifeng. You should know that Kaifeng Prefecture was the most wise place in the Song Dynasty. The number of places for the Juren in Fajie was far beyond what other places could compare to. It was like a settlement in Beijing and then taking the college entrance examination in his previous life. It was precisely because of such a friendship that Lin Wensi gave his daughter to him regardless of Xu Ping being a prodigal child.

When Xu Ping saw him riding a donkey, he wanted to laugh because it was very different from the ancient style he remembered. Although Zhang Guo was a very familiar image of riding a donkey, Xu Ping still felt funny when he saw a big man riding a donkey. He felt inconsistent no matter how he looked.

But there was no way. This was the era of lack of horses in the Song Dynasty. It was not a wealthy family, but it was really impossible to ride a horse. It would be nice to have a donkey ride.

Xu Ping walked forward and saluted Zhang Sanniang: "Mom has worked hard, and I have worked hard all the way."

Zhang Sanniang smiled, although she was a stern face, but she was very kind: "The weather was hot, so you don't have to be polite. Go back to the village hall first. We'll arrive soon. I have something to say to you later."

Xu Ping hesitated on the spot, not knowing what to do. As a son, he should be careful with his mother. This is filial piety, how can he take a step first? But the memories from his previous life really made him not have this enlightenment.

Zhang Sanniang's smile became even brighter and said to Lin Suniang beside her: "Dalang was in a bad mood a few days ago. Those who learned to speak said that he looked crazy, but he didn't know that he was rebellious. My son now knows etiquette."

Lin Suniang smiled and said, "It's all the wife who teaches it well."

Zhang Sanniang finally felt sorry for her son and said to Xu Chang on the side: "Everyone cares, accompany Dalang to take the lead and avoid the heat, and don't have to accompany us."
Chapter completed!