Yang Jian's life simulation of the heavens

Chapter 9 Re-entering the new world!
It's too early to say it's a pity!
Laojun, how do you know my ambition and persistence of Yang Jian!
There are some things that should be done or still have to be done!
Sitting on the chair, tapping the table lightly with his fingers, the hall is spacious, but only a few bright lights are lit, the fires flicker and flash, and the hall also goes on and off from time to time.

Over the years, as his character became more harsh, few people came into the hall.

In the past, the Meishan brothers would often come over to chat with each other when they had nothing to do, gossip and share their thoughts. In recent years, unless he arranges military affairs, they seldom come here.

Even the third son of Meishan, who has always been bold and outgoing, dare not say a word when he sees him now.

Yes!

Only let them be completely disappointed in me, and when they leave in the end, they will not feel sad or guilty.

Today Lingxiao Palace imposed a ten-day confinement punishment on him, so naturally he couldn't go out.

After all, there are so many gods watching in heaven, especially now, there are countless gods staring at Yang Jian, each of them seems to grab his pigtails and pull him off the horse, so he needs to pay more attention to his body. Every move.

It doesn't matter to Yang Jian, in fact, it's good not to go out for ten days, at least it can give Chen Xiang and the others enough time to prepare.

Fortunately, nothing happened, Yang Jian's mind moved slightly, and the silver starry sky and river appeared in front of his eyes again.

Looking at the twinkling stars last time, Yang Jian slowly moved his palm over.

……

Darkness struck again.

With the previous experience, Yang Jian was not much surprised this time.

Pregnancy in October is unavoidable for everyone born.

Yang Jian just stayed quietly in the woman's stomach.

It was a rare time for him to calm down. While thinking about things, he listened to the woman's conversation outside. Time passed and finally, Yang Jian was born.

……

During this period of time, a surprising thing happened in Yincheng, a small town farthest to the north. A fat boy was born at the family of Butcher Yang on the East Street of the small market. .

Whether it was the midwife slapping his ass, or the Yang couple coaxing or lying, the big fat boy didn't say a word, but his shiny black eyes kept turning and turning.

Everyone said that the Yangs committed too many crimes and gave birth to a little mute.

There are sympathizers, there are those who watch lively jokes, and there are those who gloat.

Neighbors in the neighborhood came over to see it a few times, and after reading it, they all sighed: "Little fat face is quite handsome, and the chick is not small, but it's a pity, he is just dumb!"

The Yang couple looked sad every day, looking at Yang Jian with love and heartache.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Yang Jian was already five years old.

The days were uneventful, and the only thing that changed was Yang's father, who thought that his son was born dumb because of his own reasons, so he abandoned the butcher's stall and started a small bookstall instead, a serious one.

In his words, killing pigs and chickens in the first half of his life caused a lot of crimes, and now he has to accumulate merits to atone for his sins, so that he can treat Jize's future generations.

As for what is merit?Father Yang didn't know either, so he sold books. It's always good to train more scholars for this country.

At first Yang Jian wanted to stop it, but then he thought about it, let it go, thinking that he has lived for thousands of years, and now he still wants to call someone a parent, it is really hard to open his mouth.

If you sell a book stand, let's sell a book stand. It just so happens that he also likes to read books, so it's good to just take a look.

After five years old, it is six years old.

At the age of six, it was time to go to school. Yang's father used the money he had saved for a long time to send Yang Jian to an elementary school in the neighborhood.

On the night before going to school, Mother Yang put the schoolbag she sewed after staying up for several nights in Yang Jian's hand, and Father Yang sat beside him, talking earnestly.

"Xiao Jian, Dad knows you are a smart kid, they know it, your mother and I know that you are smart since you were a child, you don't make trouble with those monkey kids, you don't play noisy, you just like to sit with Dad Reading on the small bench, and occasionally coming to help when parents are busy, you are very obedient and sensible!"

"When the school starts tomorrow, you have to go to school and study hard. After all, no matter how chaotic the world is, there is still a need for scholars! Daddy doesn't understand the truth, but I only know one truth, that is, no matter how the dynasty changes, scholars are needed." Govern!"

"Look at Mom and Dad, they've been like this for the rest of their lives. They live cautiously and tremblingly. You saw the inspections in the city yesterday. When they came here, they asked for money. Do you think Dad can't give it? No way! Dad knows that if he doesn’t give it, then our book selling stall will be ruined!”

"In this world, it's not easy to survive! Remember that Uncle Zhang who came to tease you when you were young, he also died a while ago. It was said that he was killed by pirates. Dad secretly told you that he was actually killed by inspectors! Heh, the official inspection department pretended to be a pirate and killed people, what a shitty world!"

That night, Father Yang was drunk, and in a daze, he pulled Yang Jian to talk a lot, his thinking jumped from time to time, and his words were illogical. Mother Yang came to pull him several times, but unfortunately he didn't.

In the middle of the night, seeing that Yang's father was really drunk, Yang Jian had no choice but to get up and help Yang's father on the kang.

"It's so late, and you have to go to school tomorrow, Xiao Jian, go back to bed quickly!" Mother Yang instructed.

Yang Jian nodded, and then left his small room.

Yang Jian didn't get up until Father Yang's mother snored, and then went out, with a vigorous figure climbing the ladder to the roof.

The night sky is bright, lying on the roof tiles, looking up, it is shining with stars.

This new world is still different from the world he is in.

At least the people here are very modern, um, the word "modern". After all, there are many things here that his world did not have. Judging from the knowledge recorded in the books here, his world is more like ancient times.

Hehe, "modern people" and "ancient people" are interesting!

Putting his arms under his head, the tiles under his body are a bit cold, and there are often some small bugs crawling beside him, which makes Yang Jian feel interesting.

The lights in the center of the city are still on. They belong to the village in the city, and they are all self-built houses. As for the "buildings" where the people live in the center of the city, Yang Jian has also seen it several times out of curiosity. It's all hard work, but Yang Jian thinks his own house is better, at least he can lie on the roof at night and watch the stars...

Yang Jian thinks this kind of life is really good!
Because this is the life he has been pursuing, free, quiet, plain, warm, life, isn't that what it is?

(End of this chapter)