Open a milk tea shop in the martial arts world

Three full days have passed since the Mid-Autumn Festival night, and she has been tangled in the boring house for three days by herself.

In fact, she had already made a decision in her heart, but she just needed to find excuses to convince herself.

Telling everything frankly about yourself is equivalent to handing over the choice that can hurt yourself to others. When the love is strong, of course you will think about each other's affection, but what about when the love disappears?

What's more, this is ancient times, a feudal dynasty where the theory of ghosts and gods was very prevalent. She told others her secret, but what should she do if she was disappointed in the end result?

In fact, this is not the real history, it is just a virtual world, even if the country is destroyed, it is just a few lines in the novel, and no one will really get hurt or die because of it.

However, she is living in this virtual world now, she is real, ruthless is real, life-seeking iron hand cold-blooded Zhan Zhao Lu Chen, Aunt Liu and the others are also real, they have flesh and blood and can cry They can laugh, they can be happy and they can be sad, they... are not just virtual paper people...

When the darkest moment comes, the hundreds of thousands of people in this city... can they survive in the end?

She struggled violently in her heart, and a voice in her heart kept telling her, forget it, what can be changed by the power of one person, and what relationship do they have with you, you should take care of yourself first.

But, but, that is not a few human lives, nor dozens of hundreds, but 10,000+ living people...

And Wuqing, her Yaya, if he knew that the mountains and rivers he was watching had fallen into such a situation, how much he would be heartbroken...

Tan Xiao went out as if sleepwalking, and when she came to her senses, she was already standing in front of the stone lion at the gate of Shenhou Mansion.

She faintly breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart immediately became more relaxed. No matter what the result was, at least she had a clear conscience, and she would not regret her choice at this time.

After entering the small building, she closed all the doors and windows, stood in front of Wu Qing, and said in his inquiring and concerned eyes, "You said, no matter what I say, you will believe me."

"Yes..." He nodded lightly, "Smile, what's wrong with you?"

She took a deep breath and said, "Maybe you won't believe what I'm going to say next, because it's really unbelievable, but I will never hurt you, and I won't lie to you, I originally You can keep this secret for a lifetime, but..."

She trembled her lips, her eyes were hot, and she stared at him and said, "But, I can't watch so many people die and still be alone, and I don't want to see you have that kind of future, whether we are together or not in the future, I will We all hope you are doing well.”

Putting down the pen ruthlessly, his expression gradually became serious, and he looked at her quietly with his eyes. He had a faint premonition that what she said later might overturn all his cognition.

She closed her eyes, fixed her eyes on his eyes, not letting go of his slightest reaction, and said calmly, "I am not from this era, I am from 1000 years later."

The ruthless eyes gradually became empty and unfocused, as if he hadn't reacted at all. After waiting for a long time, he hesitated and murmured, "After 1000 years?"

"Yes, for example, for some reason, you returned to Datang. We call this situation time travel. I am one of them. I came from the world after 1000 years to the current Da Song. I am like this Say, do you understand?"

The extremely suppressed shock gradually appeared on the ruthless face. He looked at her face blankly, trying to find a trace of her lying, and said in a low voice dryly, "Xiaoxiao, this joke is not funny..."

"I'm not joking, you can tell the difference." She said calmly.

Ruthlessly silent for a long time, she lowered her eyes to the ground, quietly waiting for the other party's answer.

"Then, will you go back?" His low voice sounded faintly.

Tan Xiao pulled a chair and sat next to him. She looked down at her fingers and said softly, "I don't know either..."

She grabbed one of his hands and said earnestly and eagerly, "I told my story, just to tell you a big event that is about to happen, you must believe me."

"Don't worry, speak slowly." He covered the hands of the two with his right hand and comforted her.

Tan Xiao looked into his eyes and said word by word, "The Great Song Dynasty will perish."

"No, it should be the Northern Song Dynasty. The Northern Song Dynasty is about to perish. It may be a few years, or a dozen years, or twenty years."

Ruthlessly startled, his pupils shrank to the extreme like the tip of a needle, let go of her hand abruptly, and said in disbelief, "What did you say!"

"I come from a later life, so I naturally know what happened in history. There is no need for me to take the risk of being caught and burned as a monster. I will lie to you with this kind of thing. Not a single word I said is false. If I lie to you, tell me...to die badly." Seeing his shocked and unbelievable appearance, she almost swore to God.

Wu Qing still didn't speak, and she also understood that anyone who hears this kind of thing needs to have a process of acceptance. If she stays at home well, and someone comes over and says that the flower planter is about to be wiped out, she doesn't hurry to call the report number No wonder.

She took his hand and said patiently, "I know it's very difficult for you to believe this kind of thing all of a sudden, but this matter is too important, I have to tell you, I'll ask you a few questions first, you have to tell me .”

Ruthlessly silently nodded.

She asked, "What is the name of the current emperor?"

He glanced at her and said, "Zhao Ji."

It's not as good as Zhao Huan, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Does Zhao Ji have a son named Zhao Huan? How old is he this year?"

Frowning ruthlessly, Xu didn't understand why she asked these questions, but still replied, "Zhao Huan is the name of His Highness Prince Ding, he is the eldest son of the official family, and he is only ten years old this year."

Great, there's still time!

She breathed a sigh of relief, with a relaxed smile on her face, and then she said contemptuously, "Do you know why I asked him, he is the subjugated king of the Northern Song Dynasty, and he and his incompetent father have created In the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty, when the Jin soldiers captured Bianjing, their father and son were taken captive to the court of the King of Jin, and there were more than [-] royal family members, courtiers, and concubines. With Zhao Gou, the three of them forcibly broke the bottom line of the faint king, and they were set on the pillar of shame in history for thousands of years."

"You said, the official family was taken captive to the Kingdom of Jin?" Wuqing was already shocked and didn't know what expression to put on.

"Yes, Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan, together with their concubines, relatives, and courtiers, were taken captive by the Jin people to the north, and many died. These wine bags and rice bags died as soon as they died, and it would not be a pity to die, but... "

Deep sorrow appeared on her face, "There are also people living in Bianjing, the iron hooves of the golden men broke through the capital, and with the emperor and ministers going north, there are 10,000+ people who were also captured as cattle and horses. "

"Kacha——" Wuqing was so angry that he broke off a piece of the corner of the table before he knew it.

Wood splinters and wood thorns pricked his hand, and his pale hand was instantly mottled and bright red, with drops of blood oozing out from the wound drop by drop.

Tan Xiao was so startled that he ran out in a hurry, and the waiter asked for a small clip of wound medicine and cotton cloth. She held his hand and carefully picked out the wood thorns embedded in the flesh one by one, and cut the clean cotton cloth into strips carefully. Wrapped around his hands, he said distressedly, "Don't worry, we still have time."

"That's why I came to you. History can be changed. We still have time to plan carefully and make the home we live in better bit by bit."

Thinking of her favorite Yue Fei card, she turned into a fire-breathing dragon in an instant, and said angrily, "Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan are trash, and Zhao Gou is also trash, no, trash is better than them. Yue Fei almost hit gold at that time." Guo's hometown went, Zhao Gou, a mentally retarded man, forced him to call him back with twelve gold medals, and then, together with the treacherous minister Qin Hui, executed him on trumped-up charges, and sent back all the advantages Yue Fei had gained to the gold man.

Even if it is a beggar who goes up there, eating, drinking, having fun and ignoring government affairs every day, he is better than these three people. No, even if he is tied to a dragon chair, the dog is better than them. These three wastes are useless except to waste people's fat and people's cream! "

"A million troops can't defeat tens of thousands of Jin people. They attack the peasants' uprising with heavy blows, and turn into little sheep when facing the Jin people. Pity those soldiers who died innocently. They really wanted to fight against the enemy, but the monarch was incompetent. How can you not be indignant about knowing to surrender with your tail between your legs!"

"There are also those civil servants who pretend to be noble. When they are alive, they only know how to engage in party struggles to eliminate dissidents. They all talk about their noble reputation. When they are caught by the golden man and lead the sheep naked, they don't have the integrity to die. Now, their wives and children were ruined by the golden man. The emperor's princesses and concubines slept next to the golden man. If they wanted to save face, they would go out and stab a few golden men to death and die together. Suicide, these men survived shamelessly one by one, and when they came back, they blamed the women for losing their reputation, only knowing to force them to commit suicide or become a monk, or divorce their wives. What did they do when they were husbands and fathers? Why don't they die, where do they come from to survive!"

"When the Jin soldiers besieged Bianjing, a young general on the city wall fired a cannonball at the Jin people, and the father and son of the Zhao family who were so frightened that they wet their pants cut off their heads in order to show their favor to the Jin people. , Hundreds of people knelt at the gate of the Taiyuan Academy to die, but they failed to change the Zhao family's father and son who wanted to surrender. They just wanted to surrender, no matter what. , I have lost the face of my ancestors."

"I can't do it anymore. The more I talked, the more angry I became. I suddenly realized that being an emperor is not so difficult. I can do it too. I must be countless times better than those foolish lords. If I get into it, I will definitely do it."

After cursing, the fire in her heart finally subsided a little.

Wuqing lowered his eyes, and his heaving chest showed how restless his mood was. He asked, "What year did the Jin soldiers capture Bianjing?"

"During the two years when Zhao Huan succeeded to the throne, he was the emperor for only two years, and then he was taken away by the Jin people."

She scratched her head and said rather ashamedly, "It's all because I didn't read the book carefully at the time, so I just swallowed the larger historical events. I only have a general impression of when Zhao Huan became the throne..."

Wuqing said, "The official family is in the prime of life, and they pay attention to maintenance on weekdays, and they rarely get sick. If we wait for him to sit in Zen, it will be at least ten years later."

Tan Xiao nodded and said, "That's right, I only remember that Zhao Ji was taken captive by the Jin people for almost ten years before he died. He was in his 50s when he died. According to his current age..."

"28..." Wuqing said.

"Zhao Ji is 28 now, and 55 when he died. He has lived in the Kingdom of Jin for nearly ten years, and passed the throne to Zhao Huan two years before the Jingkang Incident, so...

He should pass the throne to Zhao Huan at 43 o'clock, that is, 15 years later.Probably the time should be like this, I don’t remember the specifics…”

Now she can't wait to go back to modern times and memorize a thick book of ancient history, but she doesn't remember such a critical moment, she just remembers to scold these strange fathers and sons of the Zhao family and those treacherous ministers when she sees it.

Wuqing nodded, and then fell silent again. There seemed to be a storm gathering in his dark eyes, his face was cold and hard, and he looked very scary.

She bit her lower lip and asked hesitantly, "Do you believe what I said... Do you think I'm lying to you and deliberately making fun of you?"

He hooked the corners of his lips, forced a smile, and said as calmly as possible, "As you said, you don't need to take such a big risk to lie to me about this kind of thing. Besides, those things on you that I can't All the mysteries of understanding are also related to later generations?"

"This is another story. If there is a chance in the future, I will tell you again. Now, I will tell you the history I know completely. Do you want to continue listening?" She said with a smile.

Wuqing's injured hand held her hand tightly, with a blazing light in his eyes, he said, "Tell me, I want to know everything."

The author has something to say:

Write for a while, stop for a while, scold for a while, write for a while, stop for a while, scold for a while...

Explain why it was originally agreed to write a sweet article, but in the end it was abducted to the war.

Girls who have read Wen Shu know that the main thread in his book is the war between Song, Jin and Liao countries. If the protagonist wants to write about the people in Wen Shu, the war cannot be avoided no matter what. If there is no such big Many male gods will lose the original brilliance of their characters, Wuqing is a better catcher, Jinfengxiyulou and Liufenbantang are ordinary arenas, there is no such thing as an indelible They are full of passion, without their love for the country of the motherland, their personality charm will lose a lot of color all of a sudden, just like Qiao Feng, the most admirable and unforgettable thing is that he was in the confrontation between the Liao and Song Dynasties, In the dilemma of family and country friendship, did they all choose to commit suicide? That's why he is the most memorable one among the three brothers, not Duan Yu and Xu Zhu.

When I first started writing, I also wanted to write a sweet article, and tried to avoid the background of the times, but I found that I couldn't get around it. Girls who have played Yuni should have more experience.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!