Summon players, rebuild Dawei

In March of Yangchun, the spring is cold and cold.

There was only a drizzle, and the begonias in the courtyard were covered with raindrops, and the light of the stone-blue sky shone in the breeze.

The maidservant carrying the food table walked through the corridor, walked slowly to the door of the wing room, and asked the little boy who was waiting by the side: "Is your lord still awake?"

The little boy bowed his head and said, "Not yet."

The maidservant hesitated for a while, then pushed open the door and walked into the room.

The boy immediately closed the door to prevent the early morning cold from entering the house and causing the owner to catch cold.

Putting the food plate on the table, the maid walked around the screen and approached the bed curtain, calling softly: "Mr. Wang, it's time to get up."

Seeing no movement on the bed, she said again: "Today is the day to go out of the city, don't delay the time."

Under the soft voice of the maidservant, Jiang Shu slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a piece of plain soft gauze tent hanging down, and the faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus drifted in the air, making people feel drowsy.

Turning her head and looking aside, the maidservant in muslin clothes was standing beside the bed with her head bowed and her eyebrows lowered. She had thick black hair and a beautiful appearance. She seemed to be in her early twenties.

"Zhitao," Jiang Shu searched out the name of the maidservant from memory, propped up the bed and sat up slowly, leaning on the back and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's almost time to go back to Mr. Lang." Zhitao replied, not forgetting to remind: "Madam has ordered someone to pack up in the backyard, and Mr. Xiao Lang has already got up. It is estimated that the court food has been used by this time."

Jiang Shu sneered when he heard the words, a little helplessness and self-mockery appeared in the arc.

He woke up once around the dawn of the day. At that time, the light was dim, the incense was lingering, and the severe pain from the car accident was still in the bone marrow, but when he opened his eyes, he saw a mist and veil.

He thought he was dreaming, and soon fell asleep again. Unexpectedly, after falling asleep, a memory that did not belong to him flooded into his mind.

Another person's life, fragmented memories, played and flashed in front of his eyes one by one like movie clips.

Jiang Shu spent three full hours digesting and accepting these explosive messages. When he woke up again, he realized that not only had he changed his name and identity after the car accident, but even the time and space he was in had changed.

Jiang Shu, the youngest son of Yanqiao Yin Jiang Ke, is his current identity.

At the beginning of the second year of Xuanhe, the Xiongnu broke through the three counties of Xingjun, endangering the capital of the country, and the emperor ordered the capital to be moved to the south, and the capital was established in Hengchuan.

But now, the memory in his mind tells him that not only has he transmigrated as a character in his book, but he is also a cannon fodder who doesn't even have a name in the original text.

As a novelist, he is not familiar with the term "crossing books", but no matter how popular it is, he never thought that this kind of thing would happen to him.

why?

Is it because his parents died?

Jiang Shu, who has written several orphan protagonists, can't help complaining in her heart.

Fortunately, he was dressed as a serious son of the gentry, so he didn't have to worry about his own livelihood as soon as he came here. The only thing he had to worry about right now was how to act as the original owner.

Judging from the memory fragments in his mind, the original owner, Jiang Shu, had some flamboyant and flamboyant son-in-law habits. Fortunately, the family is strictly controlled, and he hasn't made any big mistakes so far. At most, he doesn't like reading and loves reading Showing off knowledge is more like bragging.

But this is still very different from his own personality.

Jiang Shu has a headache because imitating others is not something he is good at.

But no matter how you say it, Bai picked up a life, and he was still a young man who had just turned eighteen, after all, he took advantage of it.

Under the service of the maidservant, she put on a misty dress and sat in front of the mirror to comb her hair before Jiang Shu saw her current appearance clearly.

Although the mirror is not so clear, he can still see that the person in the mirror has a pretty good appearance, with exquisite bones, clear eyebrows and eyes, among the facial features, the eyes are the most handsome, bright and lively but not ostentatious.

It is a good face that is quite pleasing without modification.

He just thought this way, and the next moment he saw the woman next to him open a box of snow-white powder, dip a cloth towel into it, and was about to apply it on his face.

Jiang Shu hurriedly turned her head and asked, "What is this for?"

"The maidservant powders the gentleman."

Jiang Shu looked slightly stunned, and then recalled that when he wrote this article, he did refer to a certain era in history when male sex maniacs were popular. Although he did not explicitly mention it in the article, it is clear that the world has already taken his thoughts into consideration. Autocompleted.

Even if the design collapses, Jiang Shu can't accept such a layer of white powder on his face, not to mention that most of the cosmetics nowadays are toxic, he immediately refused: "No, no need, today is a hurry, not a trip to meet guests, so there is no need Get this done."

The reason he gave was indeed reasonable, and Zhitao quickly put away her things and said "No".

After finally dressing and grooming, Jiang Shu sat down to eat at the table.

There are a total of five bowls on the table. The bowls are filled with corn porridge, served with two flax cakes, served with a small amount of spinach and meat sauce, exuding a slight salty fragrance.

This meal is not exquisite and rich, even a bit frugal for the son of the sheriff, but considering the shortage of fine and expensive food nowadays, it seems understandable.

So even though Jiang Shu lacked appetite now, he still ate all the breakfast he had prepared.

Just after eating the last mouthful of millet porridge with sauerkraut, the door was opened, and a dignified lady in a crimson embroidered skirt stepped in, followed by a boy with two horn-like buns on his head. , born in pink and carved jade, very cute.

It was the original owner's mother Liu Yiwen and nephew Jiang Ze.

Jiang Shu immediately raised his heart, wiped his mouth, got up and saluted: "Mum."

The boy also bowed to him in a respectful manner: "I have seen my uncle."

"Have you finished your meal?" Mrs. Liu asked as soon as she entered the door.

"Yes, it's all used up." Jiang Ze replied, seeing her looking down at his bowl, his heart suddenly trembled.

No, the original owner didn't have the concept of cherishing food. Every time he ate, there would always be something left on the plate!

Luckily, Mrs. Liu didn't think about it. Seeing that he had finished his breakfast, he even praised him: "I'm sensible today, there is no food left, and now the price of food is so high that your father has to pick up even a grain of rice that was dropped on the desk." Eat, you should also look up to your father."

The original owner acted flamboyantly outside, but never dared to act presumptuously in front of the strict elders at home, so Jiang Shu just had to act obedient, bowed his head and replied: "I understand."

"Since the court food has been used up, let's take Aze to the main hall to ask your father and brother to resign."

Jiang Shu paused, thinking of moving the capital, immediately nodded and said "No".

The emperor moved the capital to Hengchuan, and everyone in Xunyang City, from the royal family to the common people, followed suit, except for the officials and the army who had to stay in the old capital.

The original owner's father, Jiang Ke, as the head of a county, should defend the city with his own body, but the move of the capital finally made people panic. He was afraid that the Huns would attack him anytime. The eldest grandson, who was only ten years old, went to the land of the Liu clan in Xiangjun, Yizhou, which was Jiang Shu's maternal ancestor's house, to avoid the war for a while.

The Liu family in Xiangjun has always been a middle-class family, not comparable to the high-ranking families such as the Cui family in Xiangjun and the Xie family in Zhujiang. However, Liu's generation has produced an extremely talented and capable person-the direct relative of Jiang Shu's mother The younger brother Liu Lang, who became an official worshiping the governor of Yizhou at a young age, can be described as a glorious lintel.

In troubled times, any money or status is inferior to having military power in hand. With such an uncle who holds real power, Jiang Shu can be regarded as a layer of guarantee when he goes to Yizhou.

"On the way to Xiangjun, you will pass by Zhu Ning. Remember to take a detour to visit your uncle at that time. This is a matter of safety. Don't be lazy and slippery like in the past, you know?"

"I know."

Liu Shi breathed a sigh of relief, and her stern expression faded away as she was about to leave. She looked at Jiang Shu softly and sighed: "I will feel at ease with my younger brother taking care of me."

Jiang Shu pursed his lips slightly, and he must go if he left. If this world is really the novel world he set up, according to the development of the next plot, at most half a year, Xunyang City will be broken by the Xiongnu army.

First, the food roads were cut off for two months after the siege of the city, and after the city was broken, they raped, looted, and massacred the people. This former prosperous royal city will soon turn into a bloody hell on earth in the hands of foreign barbarians!

Thinking of this, Jiang Shu couldn't help feeling a little unbearable.

The Yunlian Jiang family has no role in his novel, and there is only a simple sentence in the background "Xunyang City was destroyed, and tens of thousands of city residents were buried under the sword of the Huns".

He didn't know the fate of the woman in front of him, but presumably, as the guards of the city, the Jiang family must not escape the fate of being massacred by the Huns.

"Mum, why don't you go to the grandfather's house with your son?"

"I'm talking nonsense again. If I leave, who will take care of the family affairs?"

Although it was a word of reproach, Liu's expression was very peaceful and kind. Without waiting for Jiang Shu to persuade her again, she changed the subject, took out a suet jade carved like a cicada from her waist, and said: "This jade is from your grandparents. When Ren Huayang was the prefect, it was given by Xuan Lingong, the jade cicada is noble and pure, and has the effect of warding off disasters and evil spirits. Wearing it on your body will ensure a safe journey."

Jiang Shu looked slightly stunned, and took a while to take Yuchan and said, "Thank you, Mom."

Since ancient times, gold has a price and jade is priceless, the jade cicada Liu gave him is delicate and moist, finely carved, it is very valuable at a glance.

In order not to lose it on the road, Jiang Shu took it and hung it around his neck to keep it close to his body.

The warm jade sticks to the skin of the chest, causing the skin to tremble slightly.

Jiang Shu suddenly thought that in addition to warding off evil spirits, Yuchan also had a layer of implication of rebirth as a feather, and it was a coincidence that it was worn by him, a reborn person.

Just feeling so emotional, suddenly a cold mechanical voice sounded in my ear:

[Appropriate administrator detected. 】

Jiang Shu suddenly raised his eyes to look at the woman and child beside him. Seeing that their faces were normal, he thought he was hallucinating, but then he heard the mechanical sound again: [The game is starting...]

In the next moment, a half-person-high translucent panel appeared in front of him.

On the top of the panel are the four characters "Simulation of Great Wei", the bottom is the "Start" button of the game, and at the bottom there is a prompt "I voluntarily sign a century-old contract with "Simulation of Great Wei" and become the game administrator of "Simulation of Great Wei"" option.

Sign a hundred-year contract?

Jiang Shu frowned slightly. Since such things as wearing books have happened, it is not uncommon to have another system.

However, searching through the entire panel, the only game name provided by this game is "Simulate Dawei" which can be counted as valid information.He has no idea what game he is playing, how it is played, and who the players are.

The first step is to sign a hundred-year contract, which looks like a system of selling oneself for free, which is not very reliable.

"Son?"

Hearing Mrs. Liu's call, Jiang Shu came back to her senses and smiled at Mrs. Liu: "It's nothing, I didn't notice it for a while, my mind was distracted."

"What time is it? After staying with your grandfather, you can't be so negligent and negligent." Liu Shi first scolded, and then sighed slightly: "Forget it, go say goodbye to your father, I will go to the backyard to see Look, what's missing in the luggage can be filled in time."

"promise."

Afterwards, Jiang Shu took Jiang Ze to the main hall of the government office, where the original owner's father and second brother were handling official duties.

Jiang Shu's body has two older brothers. The eldest brother Jiang Che was the magistrate of Wuxing County and died in battle under the Xianbei Army in June last year. Not long after, his brother and sister-in-law also died of illness. The two left only one son, who was to be brought up by him. To Yizhou's nephew Jiang Ze.

The second elder brother, Jiang Xian, served as a meritorious officer in the county, and he had to stay in Xunyang to guard the city because of his duties.

I have to say that if I don't count myself, according to the next plot, the father and son of the Jiang family all died defending the city, which can be described as a family of loyalty!

Thinking of this, Jiang Shu couldn't help being a little shaken, but after thinking for a while, he still wasn't going to change his plan of fleeing for refuge.

No one knew what happened next better than he did.

Wei Guo was founded less than 40 years ago. It has experienced two generations of tyrants and a foolish emperor. Now that the 11-year-old young emperor has ascended the throne, the Wei Guo regime has entered a period of irreversible decline. It will not be long before the Central Plains mainland It will fall into war, when the world will be full of turmoil, heroes will rise together, and even the world will change its name and surname.

It's not that he hasn't thought about changing the plot line with his "prophet" skill, but it's really too difficult.

He is just an ordinary scholar, and he is fine on paper. If he is really in troubled times, let alone save the people with his own power, he can't even change the fate of the Jiang family.

Saying goodbye to the two elders with a heavy heart, Jiang Shu took his nephew back to the back house again.

Walk through the courtyard, walk along the wet stone road to the back door, and the carriages and horses are ready outside the door.

In addition to the horse-drawn carriage and the wooden cart loaded with luggage, there were also several servants and servants who followed the uncle and nephew, as well as 30 members of the Jiang family who were in danger on the way.

Seeing those [-] strong and strong parts, Jiang Shu now has a sense of reality that he is the son of an official family.

"Mum, stay here, let's send it here." After sending his nephew into the carriage, Jiang Shu turned to face Liu.

Perhaps it was because of the gloomy sky, under the eaves of the door, the lady's makeup that should have been graceful and dignified was slightly dimmed at this time, and there was a gloomy look in her eyebrows and eyes.

The wind blowing in the alleyway blew the large sleeves and swayed slightly. The weather was cold, but the jade cicada on the chest was faintly hot.

Looking at Liu's silently for a while, Jiang Shu swallowed lightly, then shook his clothes and sleeves, bowed and cupped his hands and said: "My son bids farewell to Aunt, the journey to Xiangjun is far away, and it is thousands of miles away from home. , I don’t know when we will meet again, but I hope my mother, father and brother will take care of themselves!”