People in the Song Dynasty were lawless

Chapter 64 You don’t want the Han people to become slaves either (fourth update)

Zhao Jun felt like he had a dream.

He dreamed that he seemed to have traveled through time, from Liangshan Autonomous Prefecture in 2023 AD to the Song Dynasty a thousand years ago.

He also dreamed that a young man claiming to be his ancestor told him that he was Song Renzong Zhao Zhen.

Song Renzong Zhao Zhen had no sons, so he could not be his direct ancestor, but it would make sense to say that he was his collateral uncle and ancestor, and his bloodline came from Song Xuanzu Zhao Hongyin.

just.

Why do I dream about Zhao Zhen?
Oh.

I remembered.

I seem to have traveled through time!

"what!"

Following a scream, a shrill cry resounded in the room.

More than two hours after he fainted, Zhao Jun suddenly woke up, his whole body soaked in sweat, and he was breathing heavily.

"Zhao Jun, are you awake?"

A familiar voice echoed around him, causing Zhao Jun to look in the direction of the sound involuntarily.

I saw an old man in his fifties standing next to him. The old man, like those others, wore a loose robe and was looking at him with worried eyes.

On the other side, there is an old man who is putting silver needles into the box one by one, then closing his medicine bag, getting up and leaving.

The old man didn't even look at himself during the whole process, as if he was a transparent person.

Apparently he had just undergone another round of acupuncture to wake him up.

Zhao Jun was still panting heavily and wiped the sweat from his face. He kept his upper body upright and leaned on the bedside. He did not answer the old man in purple robes, but looked around the room first.

This is his room, because there is his backpack on the cabinet next to the bed, and there is a suitcase at the foot of the bed.

There were only two people left in the room at this time, and no one spoke.

The air became quieter.

Except for the occasional sound of wind coming from outside and the sound of Zhao Jun's heavy breathing.

After a while, Zhao Jun's tense nerves slowly calmed down.

Breathing also becomes smooth.

He spoke with difficulty in a hoarse voice: "Who are you?"

Yan Shu was silent for two seconds, and then said: "I am Yan Shu."

"Yan Shu?"

Zhao Jun lowered his head and said silently: "So I am really in the period of Song Renzong?"

When he saw Zhao Zhen and the others sitting solemnly in Guanjia Palace, he actually believed that he had traveled through time and had no doubt that the villagers were joking with him.

First of all, a lot of weird things have happened these days. For example, the village chief, village party secretary, and the others actually don’t know about future generations.

It’s just that the village chief is very smart and has been guiding him to take the initiative to speak. As a result, he has gained insight into many things of the future generations step by step, and gradually made the village chief’s thinking and speaking methods closer to those of the future generations.

It happened that Zhao Jun was blind at that time and was in a state of extreme panic. He met the village chief who could always talk to him, encourage him and comfort him, so he kept chatting with him and fell into the trap of the other party. too much.

Secondly, in Nini Village, even if there is a mudslide, with the power of the state, including roads, power supply, and signals, it is estimated that it will only take a few days to repair it. Even in the deep mountains and old forests, it will not take more than a month at most.

But the village chief and the others delayed it for a full three months. Zhao Jun was already deeply suspicious at that time, but he couldn't think about the matter of his own time travel, so he was forced to hide it from Yan Shu and the others.

Now that I think about it carefully, it was not the power of the country that brought down the country, but the fact that the Song Dynasty did not have the heavy industry to build roads, the power grid to repair circuits, and the communication group to restore signals!

The last one is also the most critical one, that is what happened in front of Zhao Jun.

What he saw was a group of people wearing official uniforms, sitting in a magnificent hall.All the buildings are so antique.

If this is false, then he can only appear in the movie city.

But according to his understanding, the only places in China with such luxurious filming locations are Hengdian, Wuxi and other large-scale domestic film and television cities, where Northern Song Dynasty film and television dramas such as "Menghualu", "Qingpingle" and "Da Song Youth" are all located there While shooting.

But I went to Daliang Mountain, which is more than 600 kilometers away from Chengdu.He traveled all the way from the capital to high-speed rail, trains, cars, motorcycles, and donkey carts for several days before entering the depths of the mountains.There is no film and television city in the surrounding area for at least a thousand kilometers.It takes more than 2000 kilometers to go to Hengdian, Wuxi and other places.

When he was swept away by a mudslide and fell unconscious, a group of people rescued him from the mudslide and then took him across half the country and ran more than 2000 kilometers to Hengdian and Wuxi?

It is also impossible to think.

How do I get on planes, high-speed rails, and trains where there are security checks?Even if you can't get on the bus, even if you drive yourself all the way there, it's impossible for the highway toll stations and traffic police along the way not to notice something strange inside the car.

So when Zhao Jun saw Zhao Zhen and the others for the first time, he knew that everything he had imagined was in vain.

He really traveled to the Song Dynasty!

I lost my parents, relatives, friends, and classmates, and came to a completely unfamiliar place!

"Yes, you are in Da Song Dynasty now!"

Yan Shu looked at him and comforted softly: "It's July of the third year of Jingyou's reign, and today's official family is the Song Renzong you call him!"

"Really? Why do I travel through time? Why me?"

Zhao Jun asked with dull eyes.

Seeing his depressed expression, Yan Shu persuaded him: "Zhao Jun, since you are here, you will be in peace. Now that you are in the Song Dynasty, it is time to think about yourself."

Zhao Jun couldn't listen to his words anymore and became sad: "I still have parents, I'm not a careless orphan, I just graduated from college, I still have a beautiful life, and I came to ancient society like this? Wow? Woohoo!”

At the end of the sentence, he actually burst into tears.

Life is always so unpredictable, as if no one knows which will come first, the accident or tomorrow.

At least for Zhao Jun, he is only filled with sadness now.

Not only did he travel back to the Song Dynasty, which he hated, but he also thought of his parents, family and friends in later generations.

Will the last news they hear is that they died in a mudslide? Will they feel extremely sad because the white-haired man sent the black-haired man away?
Maybe God just played a huge joke on himself.

But why him?

At this moment, Zhao Jun's heart was filled with sadness and confusion.

"Ugh."

When Yan Shu saw his appearance, he did not persuade him. Instead, he sighed and walked out of the room slowly.

Fan Zhongyan was already waiting outside the door. After Yan Shu came out, he asked, "How is it inside? The officials are still waiting."

Yan Shu shook his head: "Didn't you hear the sound inside?"

Fan Zhongyan put his ears against the door and heard sobbing inside. He frowned and said, "Is Zhao Jun crying?"

"Overnight, my parents, relatives and friends said goodbye forever, and I was separated from each other. I came to a thousand years ago. I thought I couldn't accept it for a while, so let him cry for a while and vent his emotions."

Yan Shu waited quietly.

Fan Zhongyan didn't say anything, just stood at the door in silence.

Ask yourself, if you could empathize with the man who suddenly appeared thousands of years ago, he would probably have the same thoughts.

Because they are people, living people.

If I had no father, no mother, no worries, maybe in another era, I might not be so sad.

But his family is still there, but he can no longer see them.Who can know this kind of grief?
Listening to the crying inside the door, Fan Zhongyan couldn't help but think of his mother who passed away ten years ago. Her voice and appearance seemed to be still in front of his eyes, which made him sigh in his heart, filled with sadness, and stood there silently.The crying lasted for a long time, maybe half an hour, maybe more than an hour.

Yan Shu and Fan Zhongyan were still waiting at the door. During this period, Zhao Zhen sent Wang Shouzhong to ask about the situation. After learning that Zhao Jun was emotionally unstable now, he went back.

In this way, time passed by minute by minute, and when the sky gradually became brighter, it was already three quarters after sunrise, and the world gradually became clearer.

Suddenly, a still hoarse voice came from inside the door.

"Uncle Yan Lari."

Zhao Jun is still not used to the name Yan Shu.

Yan Shu opened the door and walked in. He saw Zhao Jun's eyes were red and swollen, thinking that he had gotten over the grief of losing his parents and relatives.

Although we have lost our loved ones, if we think about it carefully, our relatives and friends are not dead.

The two parties are just in another time and space, another dimension, each other is alive and well.

As long as people are still there.

After all, it is much better than separation and death.

So after Zhao Jun vented his anger, it was normal for him to calm down and regain his rationality so quickly.

Yan Shu asked in a gentle and mellow voice: "How are you doing? Are you feeling better?"

"Better."

Zhao Jun responded lukewarmly.

In addition to hating the Song Dynasty, he also found it a bit difficult to accept.

That is, Yan Shu, Zhao Zhen and the others deceived themselves for more than two months, fooling themselves into thinking that they were in Nini Village.

This is a bit too much.

Yan Shu came over, sat on Zhao Jun's bed, and said to him, "What are your plans next?"

"What can we do? I can't go back. I have no friends. It's better to die."

Zhao Jun was leaning on the bed, his expression indifferent and dull, as if he was beyond love.

"Ants care about their lives, let alone humans!"

Yan Shu quickly persuaded: "Although I have no relatives, you are a descendant of Huang Zhao. The Tian family is your relative, and we are also your relatives. How can you say that you have no relatives?"

"Are you just deceiving your relatives like this?"

Zhao Jun glanced at him.

Yan Shu said awkwardly: "It was also to stabilize you at that time. You are blind and have injuries all over your body. What if you know that this is the Song Dynasty and are frightened, resulting in blood stasis that cannot be healed and your condition worsens? What should I do if the imperial doctor is there? Say, this blood stasis will almost make you permanently blind."

"So it's for my own good to fool me like a fool?"

Zhao Jun became even more angry.

In fact, he didn't have much ill feelings toward Yan Shu. After all, he had taken care of him for more than two months without harming him.

But this feeling of being kept in the dark and made a fool of is really uncomfortable.

"There was nothing I could do about it. It was all for the sake of your injuries and eyes. Later, I was afraid that you would go down the mountain, so I could only keep lying to you and make you obedient to acupuncture."

Upon seeing this, Yan Shu changed the subject and said, "By the way, didn't you say that if you traveled to the Song Dynasty, you would beat up Su Shi? Now that you are in the Song Dynasty, why not fulfill your wish?"

"Ha ha."

Yan Shu's words made Zhao Jun laugh, and he said happily: "I also want to punch Zhao Zhen, will you let me do it?"

"This will definitely not work."

Seeing that he was amused, Yan Shu laughed and said, "Although the official family is not your direct ancestor, they are also one of your collateral ancestors. To beat the official family is treason."

"whatever then."

Zhao Jun thought the same thing. Chinese people's respect for their ancestors is something engraved in their blood and bones. Although he didn't want to recognize his ancestors, he just said so verbally.

Ancestor worship activities are held every year in the village. Seeing the tablets of ancestors such as "Zhao Tiao", "Zhao Jue", "Zhao Jing", "Zhao Hongyin" and "Zhao Kuangyin" on it, as well as the clear records in the genealogy, the Zhao clan members will still rise. A sense of pride.

After all, the ancestor of the old Zhao family was the emperor.

Seeing that his mood was slowly recovering, Yan Shu said, "Why don't you go see the official?"

"Don't go."

Zhao Jun replied lazily.

"why?"

"I was born in New China and grew up under the red flag. I am not used to kowtow-kowtowing and bowing to the emperor of the ancient backward and decadent feudal society."

"Compared to later generations, our era is indeed lagging behind, but we, the Song Dynasty, are not like the Qing Dynasty who claimed to be slaves and knelt down casually. When meeting officials, we only need to bow our hands in salute, without having to kowtow."

"I don't want to go either."

"Why?"

"You just want to use me to help you improve your productivity, why should I help you?"

"The Song Dynasty was, after all, the dynasty established by your ancestors. Even if it makes you feel disgusted again, how can one betray his ancestors?"

Yan Shu had already learned a lot about later generations from Zhao Jun. He rolled his eyes and said, "Besides, you don't want the Song Dynasty to perish and be replaced by the Mongolian Yuan and Manchu Qing Dynasties, so that the Han people can be reduced to low-level slaves. Otherwise. Wouldn't it be a wonderful thing to help our ancestors and change the fate of the Han people?"

"Forehead"

Zhao Jun was speechless for a moment.

Now I can really grasp seven inches of him.

Although they hate the Song Dynasty, compared to the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, the Song Dynasty is naturally stronger in terms of identity.

After all, the Song Dynasty was an orthodox Han dynasty firstly, and secondly, he was his ancestor.

In later generations, there are always conspiracy theorists who spread rumors about the lineage of ancient Han emperors, saying "Xianbei Tang, Shatuo Song, Hui Hui Ming" in order to belittle the orthodoxy of the Han people.

However, according to DNA testing, the founders of the Tang, Song and Ming dynasties were actually all serious Han Chinese. Li Shimin had only one-eighth of Hu ancestry, and up to seven-eighths of Han ancestry.

As for Zhao Kuangyin, his ancestors were relatives of the Yin and Shang Dynasties. He belonged to the Chinese nation as early as the Xia and Shang Dynasties and was an orthodox descendant of the Han people.

This line of familial genetic markers accounts for 1.58% of Chinese men. It is widely distributed among the ancestry of the entire Chinese Han nation and is one of the main sources of Han genes.

In later generations, groups with the surname Zhao in a large number of southern provinces have detected this family genetic marker. This shows that many descendants of the Zhao family lineage are derived from this genetic marker, and they were of the same origin as the Zhao Kuangyin family during the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties.

Zhao Jun's village is a direct descendant of the Zhao family in the Song Dynasty. They once did a joint history and anthropology project with a university and extracted DNA from the tombs of Zhao family clan members in the Song Dynasty, which finally proved that all of their village were descendants of Zhao Kuangyin. , and there is also genealogy as evidence.

So although he hates the Song Dynasty, Zhao Jun actually hates those who spread rumors that the Tang, Song, and Ming Dynasties were not the orthodox dynasties of the Han people.

If there are any Han people among these people who foolishly believe it and spread rumors along with those who spread rumors, then they are worse than animals and their intentions are to be punished.

Now I have traveled to the Song Dynasty, but no matter what the Song Dynasty is, it is still an orthodox dynasty of the Han people. Compared with the Mongolian Yuan and Manchu Qing Dynasties, which regarded the Han people as slaves, the senses are naturally different.

After all, he is also a Han Chinese!

So after hesitating for a long time, Zhao Jun finally looked up to the sky and sighed, "Okay, but I have some requirements."

In the end, he still couldn't refuse this reason.

(End of this chapter)