Song Dynasty

Chapter 4 What Year Is

Stinky, really stinky.

It's like being in abalone's place.

When he woke up, his body was as soft as a ball of cotton, and his upper and lower eyelids seemed to be stuck together with glue. Every time he moved, he felt excruciating pain.

Just now he had a dream, dreaming that he was on a business trip to the north and took a bath with a client in the bathing center.While soaking happily, suddenly, a soft girl came in wrapped in a bath towel: "Brother, do you want a big sword?"

As she spoke, she lifted the towel
Pink skull, color is emptiness.

Then, Wang Shen woke up with fright.

Tired, really tired, just like the situation when I stayed up for three days and three nights to make a project; it also seemed like that time when I went to Xiguniangshan to sketch, and crossed the glacier to Daban to Hailuogou.

But when someone poured the stinky cold water down his throat, Wang Shen's body was already dry and his body swelled violently like a sponge. Every cell was screaming with joy, and his strength returned bit by bit.

Smelly, very stinky, grass, someone poured dirty water into my mouth.This smell is... It is no different from the sewer in the community. Is this trying to poison me to death?
With a jolt, Wang Shen suddenly opened his eyes, and a stream of spring water came into view.

In the severe drought season, the water shrank to only a foot square, and a little girl reached into the water with her long and white hands to hold water.The water was very shallow, and when she stirred it with her hand, sediment rose up inside, and there was a smell of corruption in the air.

Seeing Wang Shen wake up, the girl showed surprise: "Brother...Brother, are you awake?"

The girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, she was not tall, and seemed to only reach her ears.Although her face was terribly dirty, she had beautiful features, a small nose and small mouth, and big eyes flickering in the sun, so bright that it made people's hearts jump, she was a little beauty.

However, this little girl has developed really well.

She was wearing a khaki linen shirt and a black jacket full of holes underneath, which did not look like a modern person's attire.If you really want to compare it, it's a bit like the scene in a costume movie.But compared with the fresh and beautiful ancient people on TV in later generations, her tattered clothes and the yellow land behind her seem to be shrouded in a layer of gray historical fog, which is just an old photo.And she is the protagonist in that photo.

Wang Shen was terribly frightened in the dream just now, and at this moment his head is still dizzy, and he can't think of anything else. He just feels a chill in his heart, and his body can't help shivering slightly: "Where is this place, you, you, Who are you? Hurry up, hurry up, call 120, I'm sick, I can't make it... mobile phone, where is my mobile phone..."

"Ah." Seeing him open his eyes suddenly, the girl was stunned, and the dirty water flowed down the gap between her fingers.

Seeing Wang Shen shaking all over, the little girl hastily stretched out a wet cloth towel and covered Wang Sheng on his head: "Brother, you've got heatstroke, don't move, don't move, just rest for a while."

With a chill on his forehead, Wang Shen's mind suddenly cleared up.I saw the girl was busy just now, with her shirt open
The memory before coma suddenly came back, Wang Shen whispered: "You, are you the woman just now?"

The girl was so ashamed, she hurriedly closed her skirt, gave a little blessing, and said gratefully: "Yes, it is the servant's family. If it wasn't for the elder brother's help, my brother and I would have died under the sword of the thief. Thank you for your kindness. The little girl has nothing to gain, so she has nothing to repay her. If she has to return home in the future, she will definitely put the elder brother's longevity tablet on the case, and pray for the elder brother every day, but don't know the elder brother's name?"

"It turns out that the scene just now was not a dream. I actually killed so many people... Your surname is Wang, and your name is Shen. What's your name?" Wang Shen murmured.

"So it's Brother Wang Shen. My name is... I'm An...mother." The little girl blushed slightly. In ancient times, only parents and future husbands could know a woman's name. After reporting her boudoir name, She was only hot with shame.

"So it's Miss An." Suddenly, he remembered something, his face changed drastically, and he grabbed An Niang's hand: "What dynasty is it now, and where is it?"

Wang Shen's strength was not small, he grabbed it, and his fingers were firmly embedded in An Niang's arm.

"Oh, brother Wang Shen, please be gentle." An Niang called softly, but she didn't struggle, and said softly: "What dynasty, this is Huainan East Road Sizhou, don't you know, big brother?"

"Where is East Huaixi Road, and where is Sizhou?" Wang Shen's face changed drastically. Isn't Sizhou the ancient name of Xuyi City in Jiangsu Province... Bandit and An Niang dressed up as ancient people would kill and rob if they disagreed. The colorful jungle world, it seems that I have really traveled through it.

He suppressed the agitation in his heart, let go of An Niang's hand, and said: "Miss An, my hometown has been hit by a disaster. I have been wandering around for a year, and I don't know where I am now. Let me put it another way. What year is it?"

An Niang: "Brother Wang Shen, it is now the third year of Jianyan, and the third year of Jianyan in the Great Song Dynasty."

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The third year of Jianyan, the third year of Jianyan in the Southern Song Dynasty, 1129 AD, 2016 is seven years later in 880.

Wang Shen sat quietly by the spring, on the Huaixi Plain after a severe drought.

There is a withered yellow in front of my eyes, and there are no trees or trees as far as I can see, only the distant horizon outlines a slight arc on the horizon.

The sky is full of loess, and the barren grass around the body undulates like waves.

800 years ago, the strong wind of history howled and blew the clothes of him and An Niang, and their skirts danced with ribbons.

The third year of Jianyan was the fourth year of the establishment of Zhao Gou's small court in the Southern Song Dynasty. After the Jurchen broke Taiyuan in the Jingkang year and captured Kaifeng and captured Emperors Huizong and Qinzong, they were at the peak of their national power.This army, which can be said to be the strongest in the cold weapon era, has risen in Yachuhushui in the past ten years, carrying the ice and snow of the Northland and the tenacity and toughness unique to the people of the Northland, heading south like a strong wind.

The Liao Kingdom was first destroyed, and then the Northern Song Dynasty was destroyed. In the land passed by, the bones of the dead were exposed in the wild, and there were no chickens crowing for thousands of miles.

From Jingkang to the present, in the six years, Jurchen has hardly encountered a decent enemy.

Under the knives of the fishing and hunting peoples, the farming peoples seem to be their opponents.

Now, Jurchen has digested the results of the battle, and her rule in Yanyun has been firmly established. The army went south again, searching the mountains and seas to capture Zhao Gou, intending to completely destroy the Southern Song Dynasty.

The Chinese Han nation seems to have stood on the edge of a cliff, only one step away from the country's extinction.

Today, Zhao Gou, the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, fled to Yangzhou and Jiangning Mansion, which is the area around Nanjing in later generations, and prepared to defend against the natural danger of the Yangtze River.

There is a saying in the ancients that if you guard the river, you must guard the Huai River.

In other words, if the two Huaihe Rivers are lost, the Yangtze River will not be able to hold on.

It is now August of the third year of Jianyan, and it will be cool autumn soon.When the horse fat is harvested in autumn, it is the time for the Jurchen to go south.

Wang Shen has now traveled to this era, to Huaixi, which is about to become a big battlefield.

(End of this chapter)