The little lady of the Hou's Mansion who traveled through time

On New Year's Eve, Shen Yinghan took his family to Lin Changxu's place to celebrate the New Year, and it was considered to be with Lin Changxu, a lonely old man.

Fuyi Building is also more lively than in previous years.

Lin Changxu himself said that it felt a little more smokey.

Winter goes to spring, and the year is over. When I think back to when I first came to Horsey City, it seems like it was yesterday.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, the two children went to bed after playing for a while, leaving Song Sijun and the other three adults to watch the year.

Put melon and fruit snacks, surround the stove, and talk about everything.

Before I knew it, it was late at night.

Shen Yinghan seldom stayed up late, and in addition to his poor health, he would have a headache if he went to bed late.

So when it was Zishi, Lin Changxu urged Song Sijun to help Shen Yinghan to rest.

Shen Yinghan was also aware of his physical condition, so he didn't insist on it, and after leaving, he and Song Sijun went back to the room to rest.

After the two of them washed up and went to bed, Song Sijun asked, "Master Hou, do you miss home?"

Shen Yinghan nodded, then opened his eyes, looking at the dark ceiling, "I've grown up so much, this is the first time I've been so far away from home. I kind of miss my mother and the others."

Song Sijun heard this, put his arms around Shen Yinghan's waist, and said with a smile: "You are not afraid that I will laugh at you like a child when you say this, Lord Hou?"

Shen Yinghan held Song Sijun's hand, "It's human nature to miss relatives, I don't think I'll be laughed at. But it's a bit like a child."

"We will continue to work hard in the new year, and maybe we will soon be able to meet uncle's requirements, and we will be able to go back."

"Okay." Shen Yinghan turned over and faced Song Sijun, "Your brother and your parents will come to Horsey City after the New Year."

Song Sijun was stunned for a moment before realizing that Shen Yinghan was talking about Song Sijun's family.Song Sijun was puzzled, "Why?"

"Last year, my mother arranged for your younger brother to study in Horsey City. Later, the traffic between Horsey City and Qingguo was blocked, so this matter was postponed. After negotiation between the two parties, I came here with your brother and this year's students. Your parents came to accompany him reading."

"Did the eldest princess give them money?"

Song Sijun's family is not rich. After Song Sijun married into the Shen family, he never gave them any money. Now that his parents gave up their farm work and accompanied his younger brother Song Yuanyuan to study in Huoxi City, where did they get the financial income?

Shen Yinghan shook his head, "I don't know, it should be my mother. After all, my mother promised to help you take good care of your family."

Song Sijun felt a little headache, he was willing to take care of his younger brother, but he didn't want to get too involved with the original owner's parents, and he didn't want others to help them because of him.

But the matter has come to this point, Song Sijun does not stop him, he only hopes that he will not trouble him when he arrives in Huoxi City.

Shen Yinghan knew Song Sijun's time-traveling identity, and also knew that Song Sijun was almost sold to the Shen family by his family, so when he saw Song Sijun's indifference towards his family, he understood quite well, and comforted him: "If you don't want to see them, just pretend Do not know."

Song Sijun said: "His younger brother is innocent after all. Since I am Song Sijun here, I should take care of the younger brother instead of him." As for the parents, it depends on the situation.

The last time I met them was when Song Sijun returned home in three days. At that time, Song Yuanyuan had made an appointment with Song Sijun before going to Huoxi City, and would take Song Sijun by his side.

He took over Song Sijun and went to Huoxi City earlier than Song Yuanyuan, and the separation lasted for a year.

Song Sijun thought about the next time we meet, he wants to explain to his brother.

When he raised his head to talk to Shen Yinghan, the other party was already asleep.

Now Shen Yinghan gets sick less and less frequently, and sleeps much more peacefully than before.

In one's life, one really does not know what one will be like in the next year.

For Song Sijun, the current life has made him very satisfied.

Years later, after a few days of rest, Song Sijun began to plan the construction of the railway.

After the route was determined, the project began to proceed in an orderly manner under the guidance of Qiao Gongfang. Apart from checking the quality of the progress every once in a while, Song Sijun spent the rest of his time practicing martial arts.

But he doesn't seem to have much talent, every time Lin Changxu shakes his head and sighs.

Gradually, Song Sijun also realized that he was really not this kind of material, and he no longer had any martial arts dreams.

With the spring solstice, all things revived, and students from all over the world returned to Horsey City.

The school start time has also been fixed.

When Wen Jinyu was alive, there was an opening ceremony every year. At that time, Wen Jinyu and Lin Jinghuan would come on stage to say a few words.

But since the two passed away, Lin Changxu would think of the two fathers when he saw the opening ceremony. He felt uncomfortable, so he simply canceled the ceremony.

Today's situation is special, and the people selected by the Three Kingdoms as apprentices also came. Lin Changxu held this opening ceremony in order to show his importance.

Lin Changxu came up with the idea, and Shen Yinghan was in charge.

Shen Yinghan didn't know where to start at first, and thought about it for a day with a sad face, when Song Sijun saw it, he asked a question.

After hearing what he said, I just thought it was fun, so I told Shen Yinghan about the opening ceremony process of modern university.

Afterwards, Shen Yinghan made some adjustments according to what Song Sijun said, and made a rough procedure that night.

The next day, Song Sijun accompanied Shen Yinghan to meet Lin Changxu. Lin Changxu looked at Shen Yinghan's plan, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "The overall situation is very good. The only thing that needs to be changed is the person who gives a speech. In this age, I am no longer suitable for speaking on stage."

Shen Yinghan was puzzled, "You are the dean of the academy and the lord of Horsey City, how could it be inappropriate?"

Lin Changxu shook his head and said, "The one who can stand at the highest point of the academy and talk to everyone is not someone with high positions and authority, but someone who can lead mankind to a new world." He looked at Song Sijun, "You go."

Song Sijun froze for a moment, looked at Shen Yinghan beside him, then at Lin Changxu, pointed at himself, and asked uncertainly, "Me?"

After seeing Lin Changxu nodding, Song Sijun smiled awkwardly, "Don't tease me at a time like this, Lord Hou is talking to you about business."

Lin Changxu replied seriously, "I'll talk to you again." He stood up, walked outside, and looked down at the entire Huoxi City, "My father built Huoxi City at the beginning to make it a pioneer of human civilization and progress. So For many years, we have been chasing after my dad, and you are the only one who surpassed him."

Lin Changxu turned around, "I think, my father also hopes that you can replace him, stand in that position, and guide smart people from all over the world, how should we go in the future."

These words were very exciting, but Song Sijun felt that it was a burden that he could not bear.

"I'm afraid, I'm responsible for the future of mankind. I just know a little more than you." Song Sijun shook his head, "I'm not as powerful as you believe."

Lin Changxu said: "My father also said so, but he is still willing to try to guide."

Song Sijun thought of what Wen Jinyu had done. From the perspective of a traveler, he might have done some very inconspicuous things, but he was regarded as a sage by the people here.

He can choose to give up and become an unknown person, or he can set up his own monument in this world like Wen Jinyu.

He has been a small man all his life, but he is actually afraid of becoming a great man.Because he knew that once he became a great man, he would have to shoulder more things.

Song Sijun looked at Shen Yinghan, and Shen Yinghan was also looking at him, frowning slightly, as if worried about him.

Lin Changxu said: "If you want to, then take this opportunity to go in front of everyone and let the world know you. If you don't want to, I won't force you."

Shen Yinghan also looked at him at this time and said: "No matter what you decide, I will support you."

Hearing this, Song Sijun chuckled, and immediately relaxed. He looked at Lin Changxu, and said briskly, "I'll do it."

He wants to stand in front of everyone and become an important celebrity in this world.

Perhaps this is the purpose of God allowing him to travel through time, and his selfish desire is to become stronger.Only if he is strong enough can he protect Shen Yinghan.

After the statue on the square was blown up, it was pushed to the ground, and the underground coal mine was also dug out, so a large pit appeared on the ground.

Lin Changxu converted the pit into a pond, filled it with lotus flowers, and there is a fountain in the middle of the pond.

The shore is full of peach blossoms.

Spring came, peach blossoms were in full bloom, and under the clear sky, Song Sijun stood on a high platform, looking down at the crowd, and the crowd was full of excitement.

"Who is he?"

"Why not the dean?"

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Discussions continued one after another, obviously very dissatisfied with Song Sijun's coming to power.

Song Sijun naturally understood that he couldn't calm down the crowd if he didn't take out something.

Since he planned to go in front of everyone, he was ready for them to remember him.

Song Sijun originally wanted to make a microphone, but he just thought about it.

Microphones, a gadget that is very common in modern times, were difficult to make in ancient times when there was no electricity.

Although he remembered the basic theory of the large motor, many complicated experiments were needed to make it.

Song Sijun is more willing to research medicine than to research and manufacture generators.

After all, medicine is his profession, and making trains is considered a crooked skill point.

And these theories, he will pass on to the students in Horsey City. Whether they can make it and what they can do depends on the creation of this world.

During the whispering discussion among the audience, Song Sijun didn't say anything to stop the crowd, but just asked the person next to him to stop and handed him a torch, and then lit his left hand in front of everyone.

Light blue flames wrapped Song Sijun's hand, but his hand was not burned, and he himself did not show any painful expression.

Everyone looked at Song Sijun in shock and stopped discussing.

Seeing this, Song Sijun smiled with satisfaction, held up his hand wrapped in flames, and said, "Hello everyone, my name is Song Sijun." After introducing himself briefly, he shook his left hand, and the flames on it went out, and he After showing the intact hand to everyone, he took out a handkerchief and wiped it, "Do you know what my name is?"

"Immortal method?" Someone said something.

Song Sijun listened, smiled and shook his head, "No, this is called science. When you entered Horsey City, you saw the fountain in the pond that continuously sprayed water upwards, and the fast-moving iron lump called a train that you entered the college to watch. , are all science. Today, the dean let me appear in front of everyone, just to let everyone know me and science..."

Then came Song Sijun's speech, explaining science and looking forward to the future.

Standing not far away, Shen Yinghan looked at Song Sijun on the stage, feeling that he was so radiant and shining. After he sighed, he thought again, is such Song Sijun worthy of him?

Looking down at the crutch in his hand, the back of his hand with the veins exposed...