Mrs. Qin Xiangguo

Intermission 01

"Student? Classmate!"

"Zhao Weizhen, don't scare me, wake up!"

The voices of chatter came from the top of the head, Zhao Weizhen faintly woke up, and the senses returned. She first felt that someone was pinching her, and secondly, she smelled the fragrance of ink all over the room.

She slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw were the familiar LED lights and the white ceiling.Zhao Weizhen recognized her in the school library at a glance—and so on.

LED lights.

ceiling.

library.

school library? !

Zhao Weizhen was startled and woke up suddenly.

She struggled to sit up, and with the violent movement, her head became dizzy again.Just when she was being supported by others, someone with sharp eyes quickly stuffed a huge and extremely sweet fruit candy into Zhao Weizhen's mouth.

"You child, how dare you skip breakfast if you have low blood sugar?" It was the voice of the library teacher.

Where's the low blood sugar, she's doing fine, never... oh.

Before time travel, Zhao Weizhen did suffer from hypoglycemia.

The drowsy mind gradually became clear with the rise of blood sugar, and Zhao Weizhen finally had the strength to sit up straight and open his eyes.

She looked around and found herself sitting on the floor of the corridor of the library, surrounded by her college roommates who were interns with her, and the library teachers who were interns with her.

That's right, the school library.

Zhao Weizhen's brain finally figured out the reality——

She traveled back.

…………

……

After half an hour.

In the office of the school library, Zhao Weizhen sat on the sofa, with a cup of sweet milk from the teacher in his left hand and a bag of McDonald's bought by his roommate in his right hand.A mouthful of milk and a mouthful of grilled chicken drumsticks. With the help of food, she was surprised that her separated IQ and soul gradually returned to their original positions.

The roommate kept complaining: "I told you to eat but you didn't eat, and you fainted in the ancient books room. If you fainted, you would be able to pay for it if you knocked down the ancient books and bookshelves-why are you crying...I don't Can't you tell me?!"

Zhao Weizhen sniffed, and took a big bite of the burger with tears in his eyes.

"It's not because of you."

She choked up and said, "Grilled Chicken Drumstick Burger is really delicious, woo woo woo woo!"

Roommate: "...don't be dizzy because of hypoglycemia!"

This is McDonald's!

Zhao Weizhen really didn't expect that she would wear it back again.

Looking at the milk and McDonald's in his hand, the brand-new but dusty dress on his body, and the short hair trimmed to the ear, Zhao Weizhen was both emotional and a little confused—could the so-called time travel be a hallucination after she fell into a hypoglycemic coma?

In the troubled times of the Warring States Period and the disputes between the princes, she actually experienced it personally, and spent her whole life in that era.

Isn't this really a dream she had after watching "O Qin Ji" or "Da Qin X Country" too much?

However, if it was a dream, it would be too real.

It is true that Zhao Weizhen is still the third-year student of the Chinese Department who has just participated in the internship, but she feels that there is a soul of a powerful official who has witnessed the vicissitudes of the situation, turned his hands into clouds, and turned his hands into rain.

Just when Zhao Weizhen was in a daze, the library teacher came in.

"Feeling better?"

The instructor took special care of the students, and she thoughtfully said to Zhao Weizhen: "If you are not feeling well, please take a day off, and I will tell the teacher in the ancient books room."

Zhao Weizhen immediately came back to his senses: "I can, I can do it!"

The ancient books room in the school library is not something that undergraduates can easily enter.To borrow books, the teachers in the ancient books room have to take out the books and read them wearing gloves.Even ordinary students don't even have the opportunity to turn the page by hand. They either copy or take a photo of the page and ask the teacher to help read it.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of an internship, she applied for several rounds before obtaining a visit permit. Even if Zhao Weizhen climbed in, she had to climb in!

Under the urging of her roommates, Zhao Weizhen finished eating and drinking quickly, and did some activities again. After making sure that there would be no more accidents, she went straight to the ancient books room on the fourth floor of the library.

Fortunately, the teacher in the ancient books room is also a person with a good personality.

After seeing the teacher, it was inevitable that there would be another burst of nagging about having a good breakfast. Zhao Weizhen didn't enter the ancient books room until she had changed her clothes and put on her gloves.

The manuscripts sealed in history must be protected from light and temperature controlled. The entire ancient book room is dim and has a constant temperature. Entering the room from the dog days, the coolness blows over your face.

The roommate took out the camera: "I think this place is very suitable for shooting ghost movies."

Zhao Weizhen: "Turn off your flash."

Roommate: "I know, please keep your voice down. You said - hey, why is there another person?"

Zhao Weizhen: "...don't scare me!"

The roommate hurriedly grabbed Zhao Weizhen's arm and pointed towards the corner of the ancient books room: "No, it seems to be from our department, right?"

Zhao Weizhen raised his head following the sound.

She and her roommate just walked to the corner of the bookshelf, separated from the figure in the corner by the aisle, and they stood at the head and the tail.

He is a 25-year-old young man, gentle and unassuming, wearing a simple shirt and slacks, a pair of thick gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his hair is neatly trimmed.

Hearing the two girls muttering, he also turned around, meeting Zhao Weizhen's eyes.

Through the elegant gold wire frame, Zhao Weizhen immediately recognized his familiar face - Li Si.

Zhao Weizhen: "..."

Li Si: "..."

In the next second, two shrill screams sounded in the dead silence of the ancient book room.

After all, the good-tempered teacher in the ancient books room couldn't bear it anymore. With Zhao Weizhen in his left hand and Li Si in his right hand, he slipped him out of the library.

In normal times, Zhao Weizhen would have chased after the teacher to admit his mistake, but the current situation made her careless of anything else.

After dismissing her dormmates, she stood in front of the library gate. She stared at the male student suspected of being Li Si several times: "You, you—"

The latter helped the gold-rimmed glasses that were so shocked that they fell down: "...you can just call me Li Tonggu now."

Damn it, it's really Li Si.

The last fluke hope in Zhao Weizhen's heart disappeared immediately.

So she wasn't dreaming, she really traveled back to the pre-Qin period for a lifetime, and then came back intact.

Not only is she back, but even the people she knew in the past are here too!

Then how to calculate this timeline, there is no record about Zhao Weizhen in the original history, and it is impossible for Li Tonggu to exist on her campus. It is a parallel world?Or a new beginning?What happened to Qin after she died, and how did history develop?Then Zhao Weizhen didn't count in the modern past?

One hundred thousand plots of science fiction were spinning rapidly in Zhao Weizhen's mind.

While she was thinking wildly, Li Si touched the frame of the mirror: "Jun... er... Your Highness..."

Zhao Weizhen twitched the corner of his mouth: "Just call me Zhao Weizhen."

It's all in the 21st century, so don't be a gentleman.

Li Si's expression twisted subtly.

He hesitated for a long time, but he still breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, Zhao Weizhen. Are you an undergraduate student?"

Zhao Weizhen: "Junior, how do you know?"

Li Si: "I haven't seen you around the professors of the Humanities College."

Zhao Weizhen showed a suspicious expression: "Don't tell me you are a professor?"

Li Si didn't answer, but simply took out the phone from his pocket, tapped his fingers several times quickly, and then showed the screen to Zhao Weizhen.

What appeared on the phone screen was a master's thesis signed by Li Tonggu, who majored in Chinese Language and Literature and Ancient Chinese.

Zhao Weizhen: "You have graduated with a master's degree, so now..."

Li Si: "Doctor."

Zhao Weizhen: "Damn it!"

In her previous life—let's count the pre-Qin period as her previous life, Li Simingming was her age!Now visually, she is at least three or four years older than her, and she has two degrees of education.

Moreover, as a representative of Legalism, why don't you study the Fa? What kind of Chinese do you read?

Li Si seemed to understand Zhao Weizhen's confusion, he adjusted his glasses again: "Simple."

Zhao Weizhen: "..."

There are still Chinese students who can speak simple ancient Chinese in the world. If you have the ability, you can tell your tutor to see if he doesn't hit your head with a lot of headaches.

But I had to admit that what Li Si said was true.

As a person with pre-Qin memories, he is also the creator of Xiaozhuan, and his calligraphy and literary talents are top-notch. Isn't learning ancient Chinese as easy as eating and drinking?

He pretended to be hard!

and--

Zhao Weizhen came back to his senses suddenly.

Now that she came back and met Li Si, and Li Si still has memories, then...

"Wang... No, Huang... Gong Zizheng... No, brother Zheng!" Zhao Weizhen was so excited that he spoke incoherently: "Also, how did you come to modern times?"

"When I started to remember things, the memories of the past slowly emerged, and I only recalled them more or less when I was an adult." Li Si grasped the key point keenly: "Isn't that how you are?"

Zhao Weizhen desperately shook his head: "I just fainted—"

Wait a minute.

What she wanted to say was that she had just fainted before transmigrating back to the pre-Qin period, and then came back after a lifetime.

But is this really the case?

If Li Si's memory is slowly appearing, what about her Zhao Weizhen?It may also be that I was still ignorant at the age of 23, and it was not until I fainted from hypoglycemia in the ancient book room that all the past memories came back at once.

If so, is she a time traveler, or an ordinary person whose memories of her previous life have resurfaced?

No, no, no, in her previous life, Zhao Weizhen used modern knowledge to reform, so she must be a time traveler.

Will Brother Zheng also come to modern times?

Zhao Weizhen's thoughts, which had finally been sorted out with great difficulty, were completely messed up again.

"Let me think about it." She couldn't help having a headache, and waved her hand at Li Si: "You, let me think about it by myself first, and I'll come to you after I figure it out."

After speaking, Zhao Weizhen rubbed his forehead and backed away again and again.

Li Si was stunned: "Wait!"

Zhao Weizhen frowned subconsciously: "How dare you stop me?!"

Li Si: "Can you add me to WeChat anyway?"

Zhao Weizhen: "...Oh."

Zhao Weizhen didn't even remember how he got back to the dormitory after that.

She was at a loss and ignorant, and her roommates only thought she had hypoglycemia and hadn't recovered, and after caring for her, Zhao Weizhen let Zhao Weizhen climb to bed and rest.

Zhao Weizhen fell asleep for half an hour, and then woke up with the vibration of his phone.

She took out her mobile phone in a daze, clicked on WeChat, and saw a line of big characters: [Your Uncle Sheng is here, let's go home for dinner tonight, stewed lamb chops. 】

The name of the note is: Zhao Hengqiao.

Zhao Hengqiao is the name of her father Zhao Liang in her previous life.

Zhao Weizhen regained consciousness instantly.

So, her dad is really her dad? !

In retrospect, her father did look very similar to his father in the previous life. Perhaps because of the difference in attire and the intermingling of old and new memories, Zhao Weizhen didn't think about it...

But no matter what, dad is dad.

Zhao Weizhen is studying in this city, so he often goes home.She didn't think too much about who this "Uncle Sheng" was, she just replied "Got it" and got out of bed.

On the subway home, Zhao Weizhen frantically flipped through historical allusions.

Odupedia went around, and she used her school account to log in to HowNet. In the end, Zhao Weizhen confirmed one thing: this modern era is a modern era with changing world lines, that is, a parallel world.

In the world line in which Zhao Weizhen traveled back to the pre-Qin period, "Zhao Weizhen", "Mrs. Meng Wei" and "Xia Yangjun" did not exist in history.

But in this world there are.

That is to say, the world Zhao Weizhen lives in now is a new world line derived from her traveling back to the past and making changes.

Not only is she included in the historical records of this world line, but her actions in the pre-Qin period are also recorded one by one.

And when she died—

Forget it.

When the encyclopedia link clicked back and forth until it reached the time point after Zhao Weizhen's death, she panicked and closed the page.

I haven't figured out the situation yet, so I'll make trouble for myself after all the problems are solved.

Zhao Weizhen took a deep breath, opened WeChat, and found Li Si's dialog box.

She had been thinking about it for a long time, and sent a message: [Well, where is Brother Zheng? 】

In the modern society, Zhao Weizhen is not ashamed to type "Where is Qin Shihuang?"

After a while, Li Si wrote back: [... I think you should care about your husband! 】

Zhao Weizhen without hesitation: [He is not important! 】

Li Si: [Then where do you think Brother Zheng should be now? 】

Zhao Weizhen: [Filming? 】

Several actors who played Qin Shihuang quickly flashed in her mind.

Li Si returned her an expression of sweating soybeans that deserved a beating.

[Wake up. ] Li Si typed quickly: [Brother Zheng is only nine years old this year. 】

Nine years old, that is, just in the third grade of elementary school.

For some reason, Zhao Weizhen breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.

Since Li Si's age didn't match her own, she was quite afraid that... Brother Zheng's age didn't match either.If so, there is a possibility of missing each other, but luckily not.

Li Si in WeChat: 【He is now—】

Zhao Weizhen: [Okay, don’t talk about it! 】

She wasn't ready yet.

Just after sending this message, the subway arrived.Zhao Weizhen quickly put the phone back into his pocket, got up and ran out of the station.

The road home is very familiar, but it seems that I have never walked it in my life.

Zhao Weizhen felt emotional in his heart, wishing to touch the flowers, plants, street lamps and trash cans.

All my thoughts can be summed up——

Modern society is so nice, woo woo!

She went home humming a ditty, went upstairs, unlocked the door familiarly, kicked her shoes aside, and looked down for her slippers: "Dad, I'm back!"

Zhao Liang's cheerful voice sounded from inside the door: "You're back, hurry up and call Uncle Sheng."

Zhao Weizhen: "Oh, Sheng Bo——"

The following words came to an abrupt end like a stuck tape as Zhao Weizhen raised his head.

The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa in his living room is nearly fifty years old, solemn and serious, his brows seem to be locked naturally, and he looks dignified and majestic.

Zhao Weizhen froze on the spot.

"Do you still remember Uncle Zhao Sheng? When I was young, I went to play with my uncle, but you still had to rely on my uncle's house. I haven't seen you in more than ten years." Zhao Liang introduced with a smile: "Your uncle almost left because of brain congestion. Yes, I just got out of the hospital. Zhao Sheng, you are really mean, you didn’t tell me in advance when you came to my place, my old classmate can accompany you in bed.”

Zhao, Zhao Sheng...

Although the long-lost elder changed from a Hu suit to a middle-aged POLO shirt, Zhao Weizhen still recognized him at a glance.

She opened her mouth, but didn't speak, but her eyes were red.

Zhao Weizhen muttered: "Ping, Mr. Pingyuan..."

Uncle Sheng who was sitting on the sofa was startled.

He looked at Zhao Weizhen in disbelief, the emotion in his eyes changed from strangeness to bewilderment, and finally experienced emotion and obscurity, condensing into the most familiar anger to Zhao Weizhen.

Zhao Weizhen quickly turned around and put on his shoes.

But Mr. Pingyuan reacted faster than her.

The amiable Uncle Zhao picked up his slippers on the spot: "Little bastard, you dare to destroy my country of Zhao!!!"