Concubine

Chapter 472 Who am I?
"Wake up! He's awake!" A voice rang in his ears.

He slowly opened his eyes, he couldn't see clearly, tried his best to blink his eyes, slowly adjusted the focus of his eyes, and finally saw clearly, seven or eight men were surrounding him, old and young, fat and thin , looking at himself with joy and curiosity.The sun was dazzling, so I had to close my eyes again.

He struggled to get up, felt a sharp pain spread from the back of his head to his whole body, moaned, and then lay down weakly.I felt my body shaking slightly, and there was the sound of rushing water in my ears.

"Boss, he's awake!"

He heard someone talking, and immediately, there were footsteps coming towards him, and then a rough voice sounded: "Hey! Are you still alive? If you are alive, just say a word, or throw it back into the Yellow River to feed the bastard!"

This man with a rough voice is the boss of the boat?How vulgar, he thought, coughing a few times to show that he was still alive.

"Hey, boy, who are you? Why did you fall into the river?" The boat boss asked again in a rough voice.

A person next to him said: "According to me, this person may fight with others and fall into the water, maybe he is seeking revenge in the rivers and lakes..."

"Bullshit!" said a hoarse voice next to him, "Look at his robe, especially the emerald on his hat, which is worth a lot of money. It's probably a businessman running a business. The box jumped into the river."

Another voice said: "Yeah, his box is so strange, it can't be opened, why don't we use an ax to open it and see what treasures are inside?"

box?What box?He felt a little strange, is it my box?

Chuan Lao Dao: "Fart! We are boatmen, not fucking bandits. Whoever dares to fart indiscriminately, I'm welcome!"

The man hurriedly laughed and said he didn't dare.

The boss of the boat said again: "Help him sit up... Take it easy!"

He felt a few big hands help him up, and sat cross-legged. The back of his head still hurt. He lowered his head, slowly opened his eyes, and saw that he was sitting on the deck of the boat, then slowly raised his head and looked around. After looking around for a while, sure enough, I was sitting on a big boat, and the boat was sailing on a river. The river was as yellow as mud, and it must be the Yellow River.The middle of the boat was filled with goods and covered with cloth.

"Where am I?" he asked.

A middle-aged man said in a rough voice: "On my boat." Hearing the voice, he judged that this person was the boss of the boat.

He asked, "I...how did I come to your ship?"

"Hey, I was just going to ask you!" The boat boss laughed, "We found you lying on a big box in the Yellow River and drifting along the current. We didn't know who you were, so we rescued you. Hey, who are you? What are you doing?" fell into the water?"

"I...? Who am I...?" He was confused, trying to remember, but his mind was blank, there was nothing, who he was, what was his name, where did he come from, where did he go, did he have any family members, I can't remember them all.

The boss of the boat was a little strange, and said with a smile: "You don't even know who you are, do you?"

He looked at them blankly, his head hurt, rubbed it with his hands, closed his eyes and thought, but his mind was still blank.

He panicked, what happened to him?Could it be—retrograde amnesia!
This word flashed through his mind somehow, how did this word come from, and where did he learn it from, he couldn't remember at all.

Retrograde amnesia is an emergency reaction that occurs when a person encounters a serious accident and the brain is strongly stimulated. It will close the person's memory and make people unable to recall the past, thereby avoiding the pain of recalling the past Brain damage caused by severe stimuli such as stress, fear, etc. is a kind of self-protection of the brain.

This period of forgetting may be a few days, a few months, or a few years or ten years, and of course, it may be a lifetime.The forgotten content is limited to the past, but the knowledge and abilities learned in the past will not be forgotten.Therefore, he can recall the relevant medical knowledge on retrograde amnesia.

Although he knows the relevant knowledge of this kind of forgetting, there is no specific medicine to treat this kind of forgetting, and it can only be cured slowly by time.

Thinking of this word, he suddenly panicked. Could it be that he had experienced great pain or fear, or suffered a severe blow to the head, and forgot everything?
He grabbed his hair with both hands, desperately remembering, who is he?What is your name?
The boat boss looked at him strangely, saw that he was scratching his hair in pain, and ordered him to be helped up.After he was staggered and helped up, he was a little unstable as the ship shook.

The boat boss asked, "What's wrong with you? You don't even know your name, do you?"

"My head hurts..." He put aside the subject and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am the boss of this ship. Seeing that you are dressed up, you are not an ordinary person. Could it be that you really encountered robbers and jumped into the water to escape?"

He tried his best to recall the past, but still couldn't think of anything, so he nodded casually.

"Alas~! This is all the fucking world." The boss of the boat sighed and patted him on the shoulder, "Where is your home?"

He smiled wryly, it would be great if he could remember, but he couldn't say he couldn't remember, because they don't know the word retrograde amnesia, and they will think of themselves as having a mental illness.Looking down at the brocade robe on his body, he didn't look like a poor family, so he made up a story: "I... I don't want to go home... My parents found me a fierce wife, who is ugly and fierce. , I escaped, only to meet bandits..."

The hoarse voice next to him laughed and said, "Why did your parents find you such a daughter-in-law?"

"It's not greedy for other people's money!" He purposely said angrily.

The hoarse voice suddenly realized, stretched out his hand to pull his robe, and touched the emerald on his hat: "No wonder you can wear this silk and satin, so it was given to you by the ugly wife. Hahaha."

He said: "I don't care, whoever likes the clothes and hats can take them!"

The hoarse voice said in surprise: "I like it, give it to me." He came up and stretched out his right hand to unbutton his neck and coat.

He grabbed Mute Throat's hand and twisted it, tripped and fell to the ground, and at the same time shook his hand habitually, his right hand already had a shiny short blade, pointing at Mute Throat's throat.

Shocked with a hoarse voice, he stammered and begged for mercy.He was about to take back the short blade, when he took advantage of the sunlight, he suddenly found three small characters on the edge of the sword. Looking closely, it said "Yang Tashan".

Yang Tread Mountain?This should be a person's name. This short sword is attached to the scabbard on his arm, indicating that he is the owner of this short sword. Could it be that this is his own name?His name is "Yang Tashan"?He didn't know, so he thought about it, who cares, this name is probably his own name, since he can't remember it, he should use this name first.

Seeing him in a daze, the boss of the boat smiled, looked him up and down, and said, "I can't tell, you're just a little bit kung fu!"

He retracted the dagger, looked at his hands in a daze, and thought, yes, how can I know martial arts?Where did you learn it?Shaolin Temple or Wudang Mountain?What else can I do?

Seeing that he was in a daze again, the boat boss stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder. He was thinking about how he knew martial arts. With that palm, his body naturally regarded him as a foreign enemy invading. He fell from the top of his head and fell heavily to the ground, then grabbed his wrist and twisted it, knelt on his back with one knee, and subdued him, unable to move at all.This move of back throwing and grabbing is like flowing clouds and flowing water, done in one go.Everyone was stunned.

This fall almost knocked all the internal organs and lungs of the boss of the ship out of place. Fortunately, he fell on the wooden deck, otherwise, the back spine would have been broken.

Everyone roared and rushed up, he had no time to think, let go of the boss of the boat, or threw it or took it, three or two times, and four or five big men lay down beside him.

The rest of the crew were bluffing in fear, but they didn't dare to step forward.

He stared blankly at his hands again, how could he be so good at hitting? Damn, where did he learn this?

The boss of the ship saw that he didn't really want to hurt them, otherwise, he wouldn't have just restrained them. With his ability, he could kill all the dozen or so crew members, that would be an easy task.Then he waved his hands to stop the other crew members, and said, "Brother... Good work!"

After hearing this, he finally realized that he was his savior, why did he knock them all down? In fact, this was just his subconscious behavior. Before this, even he himself didn't know that he knew martial arts, and Not weak yet.He hurriedly stepped forward to help the boss of the boat, and said: "I'm sorry..., my surname is Yang, and my name is Yang Tashan. I'm really sorry..." He apologized repeatedly, and helped those who fell down.

Those few people were cursing, but they didn't dare to do anything, Yang Tashan didn't even talk back, and kept apologizing.

The boss of the boat rubbed his buttocks, flinched and said: "Brother Yang, this is all a misunderstanding, it's okay." After thinking for a while, he said to Yang Tashan: "Brother Yang is good at martial arts, since you escaped from marriage and have nowhere to go, Then follow us for a while, and I will pay you double the wages. How about it?"

The boss of the ship saw that although this man was a little silly, he was very skilled in martial arts, and he happened to be the bodyguard of his own fleet. With double the salary, he couldn't hire such a good bodyguard. Besides, he can still be a clerk at ordinary times. He knows martial arts. It can hold up to two fellows with strength, which is very cost-effective.

Yang Tashan thought to himself, since he couldn't remember who he was, where he came from, and where he was going, it would be better to talk to them first, and then go home when he remembered.After thinking about it, he asked: "Boss, where is your ship going?"

Chuanlao Avenue: "We transported grain up the Yellow River, passed the Weishui River to Xi'an Prefecture, and then transformed into a convoy to transport the grain to Qingyang Prefecture. There is a famine there. We are transporting grain to sell there. If you want, follow me in the future , I promise you to eat delicious food and drink spicy food!"

Yang Tashan said: "How much is the double salary?"

"Four hundred cash! Food and lodging included. When I arrive in Xi'an, I will introduce you to continue working with the grain transportation convoy. How about it?" The boss of the boat was quite proud of the generous terms he offered.

Yang Tashan nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you."

The boat boss was overjoyed: "That's great, it's settled!" The boat boss introduced other guys to Yang Tashan one by one.

The hoarse voice was still thinking about Yang Tashan's brocade gown, and he said with a smile: "Brother Yang, hey, can you give this to my brother? Anyway, you were beaten and killed by darts, and if you tore it, stick it on." The blood is gone."

The boss of the boat shouted: "Nonsense! Brother Yang's robe is worth at least ten taels of silver, and the emerald on that hat costs a hundred and ten taels of silver. Can he give it to you for nothing? Fuck you!" Hurry up and go ashore to pull the fibers!"

The hoarse voice waited for the guys to disperse in a hurry, some ran to row the oars to pull the sails, and some got off the boat to help pull the fibers.

Yang Tashan asked the boat boss: "What time is it?"

"You time in the evening."

"No, I'm asking about today's date."

The boss of the boat stared at him with wide eyes, and after a while, he said, "The second day of July in the third year of Xuande in the Ming Dynasty."

This day didn't mean much to Yang Tashan, he didn't know where he came from, or even when he was born or how old he was.The reason why he asked this question was just to know about the day.

Yang Tashan remembered the big box they mentioned just now, and asked casually, "Where's my box?"

The boss of the boat pointed to the cabin: "It's in there. Let's go, I'll take you there."

The boss of the boat brought Yang Tashan to the boathouse, pointed out the big box to him, brought him a basin of water to wash his face first, found a set of clean coarse clothes and handed them to him: "You still put the Put on this set of clothes, your robe is wet and too precious, it’s a pity that it’s broken because of rough work on this boat. Come out to help with the work after packing up.” Then he turned and left.

Yang Tashan squatted down and took a closer look at the box. Following his habit with both hands, he touched the combination lock and turned it one by one according to his habit. Then he pressed his thumb, and with a bang, the box opened.

This kind of habitual action is the same as martial arts, it will not be forgotten, Yang Tashan memorized the password carefully, and then opened the lid.There are all kinds of reagents and equipment inside. Seeing these things, the corresponding forensic knowledge came to my mind one by one.

Retrograde amnesia only forgets the past experiences, but the knowledge and skills learned in the past will not be forgotten.So his forensic knowledge is still fresh in his memory, but how and where he learned it are all forgotten, and he can't remember it.

Yang Tashan stared blankly at the things in the box. How could he have such forensic things? Are these things his own?If yes, what exactly do you do?
My head was already hurting, but thinking about it desperately made my head hurt even more.I had no choice but to think about it.After closing the box and taking off the wet robe, I found a pair of long white gloves in my arms. I picked them up and tugged at them. I don't know what kind of metal they are made of, but they are soft and strong.

Wearing these long gloves on your hands, they are just the right size, soft and flexible.What is this thing for?After careful observation, there is a soft metallic luster. The gloves made of metal wire are too cold to be used for heating, so they are obviously not used for heating. Could it be... Could it be that they are resistant to swords?A thought flashed through his mind.

There is a vegetable pier next to it with a kitchen knife on it. I took it and tried to cut it lightly on the glove. After a careful look, there was no damage at all. Seeing that I guessed it right, I couldn’t help but feel overjoyed. I cut it hard again, but there was still no damage. , Picked up the kitchen knife and slashed on the arm, ha, although I felt the momentum, I didn't feel any pain. Obviously, the glove dispersed all the force from the point of focus.

This is such a good baby!He took off his gloves, looked around, and was a little overjoyed.Other than that, there was nothing on him that could evoke memories, not even silver.

After changing his clothes, he put the pair of gloves into his pocket, hung the wet clothes and hat on the railing of the cabin, and walked out.

The boss of the boat looked at Yang Tashan, who was wearing a coarse blouse, and said with a smile, "Hehe, this looks like a job. Go paddle with them. It's about a month before we arrive at Xi'an Mansion."

In this way, Yang Tashan finally came to Xi'an Mansion after a month with the grain cargo ship.

After getting off the boat, there were already horse-drawn carriages waiting to transport grain at the pier.These people seem to often do this business, land and water transport.

The boss of the boat paid Yang Tashan [-] Wen a month's salary, and then introduced him to the owner of the carriage team, an old man named Long Wang.Later, the ship boss and their ship transported some goods from Xi'an Prefecture and prepared to return.

Before leaving, Yang Tashan handed his brocade robe and hat inlaid with emeralds to the boss of the boat with both hands, bowed and said: "Thank you for saving your life, I have nothing on my lower body, only this robe It is worth some money, and I have the right to repay your life-saving grace. Please accept it."

The boss of the boat was both surprised and happy, pointing to the robe and said: "Give it to me?"

"Yes, you saved my younger brother's life. A little courtesy is not a respect."

The boss of the boat was a little embarrassed, and said awkwardly: "It's not about saving lives. You are holding that box, floating on the water, and you won't die. We just pulled you aboard. Besides, your robe... The money is gone, hehe, how can I be embarrassed...hehe"

That being said, the boss of the boat still stared straight at the robe. After all, it is worth 100 taels of silver, which is equivalent to RMB 10.The boss of his boat earns his whole life, and he may not be able to earn so much money.

Yang Tashan smiled slightly: "If you don't pull me onto the boat, and I slip off the box, then I'm going to feed the bastard, take it." He stuffed the robe to the boat boss.

The boss of the boat hugged it tightly, stroked the emerald, and said, "Then...hehe, I'm so sorry...thank you so much..."

After thinking about it, the boat boss took out a money bag from his pocket, squeezed it, and stuffed it into Yang Tashan's hand: "You are away from home, you can't do without money, I still have some broken silver, about two taels Well, it's all for you."

Yang Tashan hurriedly gave way, but the boat boss refused to accept it, so he had no choice but to accept it.The boss of the boat smiled and boarded the boat, waved goodbye, and sailed away.

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PS: A new story with a new mood, Mu Mu will seriously write Yang Tashan's YY story.

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