Fusheng Chronicle

When he woke up again, Zhou Shengxiao was not surprised.In other words, he has seen through this reincarnation.Whether there will be a turning point in the ending, he doesn't know.But the only thing he understands is that he will gradually become more like a normal person in reincarnation after reincarnation.

After experiencing the Han Dynasty, he unexpectedly recovered the sense of taste and other bodily sensations he should have.Even the heart started beating unexpectedly.

After accepting the memory and past of this body in a logical manner, Zhou Shengxiao couldn't help feeling a little headache.Now is the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, the original owner does not have a prominent family background, but is just a poor scholar in the countryside.Both of his parents have died, and he grew up relying on the support of the villagers. He has been studying hard, hoping to gain fame and benefit the villagers.

Looking at the bare thatched cottage, Zhou Shengxiao sighed softly, turned over and got off the bed.The hunger in his stomach made him feel novel. He searched the house for a while, but only found a piece of cold and hard flatbread, and swallowed it with water.

He sat on the only broken stool in the room, which creaked from time to time.He picked up the bronze mirror on the table, and sure enough, the original owner looked exactly like him.

If you want to find the difference, it probably lies in the fact that this body is too young and immature.Judging from his age, he was probably in his early sixteens.

He was only wearing a thin old gown with a few patches, which was baggy and didn't fit well.

After Zhou Shengxiao finished his meal, he took some water from the bucket to wash his hands carefully.He has always been a very clean person, even in such a bad environment, he is unwilling to change.

In the final analysis, he did not regard himself as the original owner.He has always only regarded himself as a passerby, and through the ancient mirror, he can peek at the fetters between him and those people in the past.

The original owner was a poor scholar, but he had the same face as Zhou Shengxiao, and was very popular among the girls in the village.The children of poor families have already been in charge of the family. Of course, these girls can't be like those famous ladies Zhou Shengxiao met in the Han Dynasty.

Those girls showed their faces and came out to do farm work at a young age. They were very precocious. Early in the morning, some bold and open ones fell in love with the original owner and said that they would marry him in the future.

The phoenix will also come out of the native chicken.In the village, a family with a decent family background gave birth to a girl named Xifeng.As the name suggests, this Xifeng was born beautiful and fair since she was a child, and her family didn't let her go out to work, so she became a famous beauty.Even in nearby towns, many families came to propose marriage.

The original owner once took a look at this girl from a distance and fell in love with her.From then on, he studied harder and determined to marry her in the future.But this Xifeng obviously didn't like the original owner. Once he heard that a poor scholar liked her, and insulted the original owner in public.

A few books and an oil lamp are neatly placed on the desk.A piece of fine rice paper had a few neat small characters written on it. Zhou Shengxiao picked it up and looked at it, and found that it was a love poem.

Probably the original owner wrote to that Xifeng.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The broken door of the thatched cottage was knocked vigorously, shaking the entire room.

Zhou Shengxiao walked over to open the door, and saw a strong and strong man carrying a basket, and said with a smile on his face: "Sheng Xiao, I haven't seen you come out for a long time, let me come and see you."

The name of this strong man is Wang Dali, he is a good friend of the original owner.He is honest and honest, and he has earned a house, land and a woman with his strength, and he is about to have a child now.

Wang Dali often helps the original owner, and he also knows that the original owner likes Miss Xifeng.

Zhou Shengxiao turned sideways to let him in, and said flatly, "I've been busy studying hard these days, and the scientific examination is coming up, so I really don't have time to go out."

Wang Dali walked in carelessly, but he didn't notice Zhou Shengxiao's change.He sighed when he saw the dilapidated house, and took out a bowl of steaming white rice and a big bowl of braised pork and vegetables from the basket.

The aroma immediately permeated the whole room.Wang Dali waved to Zhou Shengxiao and said, "Come here and eat, my mother-in-law made it for you. I really don't know how you came here alone. It's time to marry a woman to take care of you."

Zhou Shengxiao sat in front of the case, eating food.After he finished eating, he said: "I haven't obtained any fame yet, so how could a woman fall in love with me?"

"How could it be?" Wang Dali said cheerfully, "Several young girls in the village have asked me about you. Like flowers and jade, they dream of marrying you every day."

Zhou Shengxiao almost spit out the water he just drank, and hurriedly looked up at Wang Dali.Even though he was wearing coarse cloth and rags, living in such a shabby room, he still looked extraordinary.The noble air all over the body is like being in a resplendent palace.

Wang Dali looked a little dazed, and murmured: "Sheng Xiao, how come you look so good."

Zhou Shengxiao frowned slightly, he never liked people looking at him like this.After all, there is a hint of teasing in it.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Wang Dali scratched his head and apologized again and again: "I came to you this time for a serious business, and our village has collected all the money for you to go to Beijing for the exam. The scientific exam is less than one month away. It's been a year, and the people in the village asked me to tell you to leave early, so as not to delay the exam due to the heavy snow."

Zhou Shengxiao thanked him, but he still had a sense of gratitude in his heart.These simple villagers, who had had a difficult life in the first place, still treated him like this. Although he was not the original owner, they all silently remembered all this in their hearts.

"By the way, my wife made you a dress."

Wang Dali slapped his head, complaining about his poor memory.He took out a good-quality blue gown and a pair of boots from the basket and handed them to Zhou Shengxiao, as well as silver notes and other things.

When leaving, he also told Zhou Shengxiao: "The sooner you leave, the better. Recently, robbers are rampant, and money is something outside of your body. Remember to protect yourself. If you have any difficulties, please write to me at the post."

When serious scholars go to Beijing to rush for the exam, they will bring a book boy with them.After all, the journey to the exam is hard, it can be called crossing mountains and ridges, eating and sleeping in the open.Carrying so many books and dry food alone will definitely be extremely difficult.

But the current Zhou Shengxiao obviously does not have this condition.He stayed in this village with nothing to do, and he had memorized the books that scholars studied hard thousands of years ago.

Zhou Shengxiao planned to set off the next day. He changed into the clothes Wang Dali gave him, tied up his long hair casually, carried a bamboo pole on his back, and walked along the road on the map.

When passing through the village, he also met many Huaichun girls who knew the original owner.Knowing that he had gone to Beijing to catch the exam, they waved a handkerchief to bid him farewell.Quite a few of the bold ones even packed him some pastries, or handkerchief sachets.

It has to be said that women in the Tang Dynasty were still very open.

Zhou Shengxiao did not bring many books.First, he can feel tired now, and second, he already knew those books.So he brought a copy of "Mencius" with him, and he would read it when he had nothing to do.

The original owner's home was located in a remote town in the south, and it would take a year and a half to reach the capital by walking.But Zhou Shengxiao walked faster, and arrived in Yuhang County in less than half a month in late autumn.

The sky was getting colder, and Zhou Shengxiao was wearing only that thin long gown, already feeling the cold.But Wang Dali didn't scrape together much money for him, at most he could eat and go along the way, if he bought another cotton coat for the winter, it would be very tight.

Zhou Shengxiao used to be unable to eat, neither feeling hungry nor sense of taste.But now he understands hunger, and to become a normal person, he has to eat.

He didn't want to be frozen to death in this city, so he could only try to make some money.It's too outrageous. As the original owner is a scholar, selling calligraphy and paintings should be the best way to make money.

Zhou Shengxiao bought two buns at a bun shop with a bamboo basket on his back.Holding two warm steamed buns in his hand, he overheard the discussion of people around him.

"Recently, the Qian Mansion is haunted again!"

A boy with the appearance of a servant pretended to be mysterious and said: "My friend works in the Qian Mansion. I heard from him that another person died in the Qian Mansion yesterday!"

"Really?" A person questioned: "If someone is really dead, why didn't you see Qian's funeral today?"

The young man sneered and said, "The one who died was only a maidservant. If the Qian Mansion really spent a lot of time to funeral for such a maidservant, wouldn't everyone know that the Qian Mansion is haunted by ghosts?"

The crowd fell silent and dispersed one after another.The wind in late autumn was quite penetrating, and they heard that Qian's mansion was haunted, so they all packed up their clothes and hurried home.

The fallen leaves were withered and yellow, Zhou Shengxiao walked all the way, and the sound of crushing leaves kept ringing.He set up a stall in an alley in the busy city, borrowed a wooden table from the neighbor, bought some paper and ink, and wrote a long banner.

The letter said: I am selling calligraphy and paintings written by me, starting from one tael of silver.

Zhou Shengxiao's handwriting is flamboyant. After a thousand years of writing, of course he has good handwriting.If you really want to make a comparison, it may not be surprising to surpass those calligraphers.

At first, many people came to watch, but no one was willing to buy.One tael of silver is not a small amount, and ordinary people would never use it for this kind of entertainment.

Zhou Shengxiao was not in a hurry, he sat on a borrowed chair and read a book of "Mencius" slowly.That whole body style really has the taste of a nobleman.

When the sun was about to set, Zhou Shengxiao's calligraphy and painting booth welcomed his first guest.It was actually the young man who said on the street that Qian's Mansion was haunted by ghosts. He was dressed in rough cloth and short clothes, and was dressed as a servant. When he saw Zhou Shengxiao, he was taken aback, and said, "Are you really a calligraphy and painting seller?"

Zhou Shengxiao did not look like those poor scholars who made a living by calligraphy and painting.He looked up at the boy, and said lazily, "Start with a tael of silver."

The servant slapped a 20 tael silver note on the table and said, "Money is not a problem. You must have heard of Qian Mansion, right? The old lady of Qian Mansion is about to have her [-]th birthday. You can draw her a birthday picture, draw Well done and rewards."

Zhou Shengxiao also did not expect that his pen and ink would be sold so cheaply. He never kept calligraphy and painting easily before.Today, this boy is considered cheap.

Zhou Shengxiao took the 20 taels of silver notes, which was regarded as a promise.Unknowingly, many people surrounded him. In fact, they had noticed this handsome scholar who appeared suddenly, and they didn't know how well he painted, so they dared to offer a starting price of one tael of silver.

Zhou Shengxiao spread out a piece of high-quality rice paper, and he spent a lot of money just to buy this paper.After studying the ink a little, and with a wave of the inferior Langhao brush, an extremely difficult picture of "Eight Immortals Celebrating the Birthday" appeared on the paper.He deliberately did not sign it, and he did not want future generations to know that this painting was painted by him.

If it was really passed down, Zhou Shengxiao would feel uncomfortable if people knew that this painting was so cheap at the beginning.

The boy was still taken aback when he took the painting, he was not the kind of illiterate boy who does rough work.He was raised by the young master since he was a child, so he has learned a lot.He had once seen a painting that was regarded as a treasure by the young master and was worth tens of thousands of taels, but it seemed to be far inferior to this ink treasure.

"Who are you?" The boy couldn't help but exclaim.

"Without him, I am a scholar."

The author has something to say:

Today's second update!No comments to praise me yet!

A new round of reincarnation is about to begin. Of course, Zhou Shengxiao will return to modern times after this reincarnation, and the long-awaited Beast will also appear.

Well, this inspiration started from Guo Rong's brother Guo Rong's performance of A Chinese Ghost Story.

I'm going to school again, I may have to disappear for five days, I can't bear to miss everyone? (?????????)?