Chapter 1654

Taikang six years.

It was cold and chilly in spring, and spring came quietly in the south of Yongguo, but there was still light snow on the northern border, and the snow did not exceed the ankle.

Nie Yang thought that after death, his soul would return to the yellow spring. He went to Naihe bridge, drank Mengpo soup, forgot the past and reincarnated.

Results——

He is still too young.

Nie Yang, as the legitimate son of the third room of the aristocratic Nie family, although he was not valued by his elders, he was well dressed and chewed, and had never suffered hardship.

He was sent to Jiang Pengji by Nie Qing to die. He only had time to leave his last words in a hurry, and he was led by the other party. His neck was cold and boring.

I don't know how long later, he regained consciousness. Not only his neck was very cold, but his hands and feet drove colder, as if he were in an ice hole.

He struggled to open his eyes. At a glance, he saw the broken tile roof. Turning his eyes, he saw the darkness in the room. Nie Yang was shocked. He was surprised that the hell was like this. He struggled to raise his hand and get up on the bed. He was soon stunned.

Under him was a "bed" made of a pile of dry grass and firewood. His body was covered with smelly, dark things, and his hands exposed his sleeves were chapped and frostbitten. Not only that, he also found that his feet were bare and his wrists and soles were black with cold.

"Could it be that Duke Lanting was so stingy that he didn't even keep his clothes?"

Nie Yang murmured. As soon as he said it, he was startled by his voice.

Nie Yang's voice line in the previous life is not as clear and elegant as Nie Qing, but it is also full of youthful vitality. What about this voice now?

Listen, I'm about six or seven years old. Although I'm very hoarse, I can't hide my childish color.

At this time, Nie Yang was surprised that his hands and feet had shrunk.

He struggled to get up. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the snow outside the broken window, and vaguely there were well-dressed people passing by.

Nie Yang was at a loss for a while. He was flustered and found that there might be a big gap between the situation and his imagination.

"Is it difficult - this is not an underground place?"

When Nie Yang tried to go out, there was a sudden sharp pain in his brain, and a strange and slightly vague memory filled his brain.

"It's really not underground."

After a long time, Nie Yang showed a look of surprise and panic. He looked as if he was crying, and his heart was at a loss.

Nie Yang died at the hands of Jiang Pengji. After his death, he did not return to hell, but was reborn in another completely strange Dynasty.

This body is a beggar. His parents died of famine. He lived so much with the help of sneaking chickens and dogs and kind people.

Life was so hard that beggars tried to live, but they were still frozen to death by the heavy snow last night.

Wake up again, the inner core has become Nie Yang.

I'm glad to live again, but now it's better to die.

Nie Yang spit out sarcasm, "there are many evils in his life, and there is still a chance to come back... Oh, God..."

I really don't know whether God treated him well or deliberately tossed him. This body is an orphan without father, mother, nameless and surname. It has no money and no family home. It freezes to death in this broken temple. The people nearby called him "dog", and the children said he was "fool".

Such a bad life experience, if there is no chance, I'm afraid I can't turn over for a lifetime.

Nie Yang is still an ancient after all. His thinking is more inclined to this beggar. In fact, it is his reincarnation. But somehow, Meng Po soup failed, making him remember his previous life. According to this idea, his current life experience and situation can also be explained.

There are many evils in the previous life, so there is no glory, wealth and honor in the afterlife, but a poor and cheap life.

Nie Yang curled his lips and showed a little cynical sneer. At least in his previous life, he was also a noble son of a noble family. Now he is a beggar. Even if he struggles, he will at most be among the poor families and be despised and looked down upon. So want to come, the heart is unwilling.

However, it's too early to think about these at present. He has to solve the problem of eating and heating first.

Nie Yang thought about it and followed his memory to the only private school near the village.

The examination system in this world is different from the evaluation he knows. Instead, it is the imperial examination.

The form of selecting scholars in the imperial examination is somewhat similar to the teaching promotion system implemented by Lanting public in maruzhou.

Fortunately, however, it was the imperial examination rather than the evaluation. Otherwise, Nie Yang could not climb up in his life.

In the evaluation, the most important thing is the origin, family background and appearance, but the second is talent.

Nie Yang's identity in this life is just a beggar, not even a poor family. His birth alone was always rejected from officialdom.

He still has some chances to get a scholar in the imperial examination.

Nie Yang endured cold and starvation. He peeked out of the window of the private school and caught a glimpse of what the teacher said. He was a little satisfied.

Although the history of this dynasty is very different from what he knows, the words of the two are the same. Nie Yang doesn't have to be illiterate.

The private school teacher also noticed the beggars outside the window and didn't care much.

The beggar often came to pick up the leftover food of the students. He looked very pitiful. Occasionally, he would be soft hearted and give alms.

The master selected several students for yesterday's homework, and each student was very disappointed because he had to recite it.

At this time, he heard a murmur and recitation outside the window. After listening carefully, he didn't drop a word. Once again, it was the beggar.

"Can you recite?" The master asked.

Nie Yang's heart was happy, but his mouth said, "just remember."

After hearing this, the master was slightly surprised and said with great interest, "what else can you recite?"

Nie Yang opened his mouth and recited several Analects of Confucius today.

It's also very strange. It's clearly a strange Dynasty. Confucius and Mencius still have it. It's really tenacious.

The master murmured, "it's really smart, but it's a pity..."

If he had money to go to school and receive education, maybe the child could get a scholar. Unfortunately, he was a beggar with this meal. No matter how talented he was, he could only waste it. Nie Yang showed his doubts at the right time and asked the master about his confusion about one of the Analects.

The master smiled indifferently, "what confusion can you have?"

With this ability, it's good not to recite a word. Can he still have his own opinion?

If he was a former beggar, he probably couldn't, but Nie Yang was different.

In terms of talent and learning, ten masters tied together may not be Nie Yang's opponent.

Why?

Nie Yang came from a noble family in his previous life. The educational resources in front of Nie Yang were the top at that time. He received an elite education. There was never a shortage of pen, ink, paper and inkstone. The teachers were all famous scholars and scholars. The rare and unique books of poor children were read by him.

Don't say Nie Yang has excellent talent. Even if he is stupid and falls down with so many teaching resources, it is much better than ordinary poor children. At present, the master has been studying hard for more than ten years in a cold window. After several rural exams, he has not been admitted to Juren. He is disheartened and comes back to teach.

There is no doubt about Nie Yang's acting skills. Even if he is at a disadvantage, he can create the most suitable opportunity.

The master was horrified at this.

Nie Yang said again, "the boy can do all the dirty and tiring work. Please be kind and give the boy a bite to eat."

The master frowned and said, "this is not a good hall."

Although he did not despise Nie Yang, the strong irony in his words was audible to those who were not deaf.

Nie Yang was a smiling tiger in his previous life and this life. All his emotions are hidden in his heart. Outsiders can't spy on one or two.

He can distinguish the priorities of things. Now life is the most important thing. At present, he can stand this little setback.

"Although the boy has no great talent, he also knows the word shame." Nie Yang lowered his posture and said word by word, "Sir, if there are such jobs as copying and seal cutting here, the boy can be competent. Now it's cold and cold. If there's no way out, the boy is afraid he won't be able to survive the spring."

Nie Yang's level of knowing people is OK. At present, the master has a good reputation in ten miles and eight townships. He can still succeed in playing emotion cards.

Sure enough, the Master heard what Nie Yang said and asked him, "can you copy and seal?"

Nie Yang nodded. At the same time, he appropriately exposed two hands full of frostbite. He said in a cramped way, "I can write. I used to secretly watch the teacher's teaching and practice with branches for a long time. But these hands are a little hard. If I write, I'm afraid they don't look good."

The master looked down at Nie Yang's hands, almost frozen to green and black, cracked frostbite, which made life a little distressed.

On this thought, he gave birth to some pity.

If the child can really copy like a model, it's OK to give him a bite to eat.

Even if the master is a kind-hearted man, he won't believe Nie Yang's words casually. He still has to test his words.

The master doesn't think how good a child who has not studied systematically and relies on stealing learning can write.

Nie Yang was relieved to see that the master's attitude was loose.

He first endured the pain and washed the stains off his hands and forearms with ice and snow, and then rolled up his sleeves to write, so as not to dirty the desk, table, paper and pen. Nie Yang's pious and pure attitude attracted great favor from the master. Nie Yang's handwriting is naturally good. After all, he is a student taught by a famous calligrapher. He just changed his body. He doesn't feel right, and his wrist strength is insufficient. He can't write the integrity of his previous life.

Rao was so surprised.

Nie Yang, a scholar, is best at writing two kinds of fonts, one is the "Wan style" popular in the imperial edict, and the other is the "ink style".

These two fonts were created by modern calligraphers of zhongzhao.

The person who created "Wan style" was a gentry woman. At that time, the four books of women had not been tossed out, and the gentry women had a high status. At first glance, the lady's calligraphy was romantic, graceful and moving, and many noble women followed suit. Many young scholars who pursue fashion also like to copy and learn. Nie Yang is also a member of the Star chaser. His "euphemism" is more lasting than that of many women.

The calligraphy that created "ink style" is Nie Yang's teacher, and "ink style" is also the font that Nie Yang writes most.

This font is famous for its thick, square, clear and transparent. Nie Yang studied "ink style" hard to cover up his true temperament.

After all, others say that "words are like people". You can see a person's nature through words.

It turns out that this is bullshit.

Nie Yang's "ink style" has learned seven points of the essence of the teacher. Outsiders think he is a gentleman, but he is a villain skilled in calculation.

The characters at this time are naturally Nie Yang's best "ink style".

"Are you really... Practicing privately?"

The master looked at Nie Yang with complicated eyes. He didn't know that the beggar was so talented that he almost buried him.

Nie Yang nodded, pitifully twisted his fingers and Baba said, "the boy begged the master for kindness and allowed the boy to eat."

The master sighed, "well, I'll give you the job of copying and seal cutting. It's OK to have two meals a day?"

Nie Yang said with a smile, "thank you, master. If there are blue clouds in the future, I will not forget your kindness."

"When the clouds are blue?" The master smiled and waved his hand and said, "there's nothing so simple. Take care of yourself."

Why did Nie Yang target private schools?

Because he needs a way to live and is unwilling to be an ordinary person. If he doesn't try to find a way out, will he freeze to death and starve to death in the broken temple?

There are some books in the private school. Nie Yang helps here. He can not only read books to understand the details of this era, but also solve the problem of food and clothing.

He looked at the rice paper on the table and sighed.

Although there was paper in previous lives, it was very precious and the output was small. Many small gentry could only use heavy bamboo slips and knives and pens to engrave characters.

At this moment, even a poor scholar who teaches in a private school can use such uniform and delicate paper.

It can be seen that the overall level of this era should be much better than that of previous lives.

Frostbite on his hands and feet itched and hurt, but Nie Yang seemed to feel nothing and began to copy as usual.

At first, I didn't get used to it. I copied it all afternoon and it was much faster.

After a while, the master brought him a set of white clothes with two wooden boxes on them.

"You can wear this suit, and there are some plasters for frostbite." The master asked him, "do you have a place to stay?"

"The boy now lives in a broken temple three miles away."

"The broken temple is windy on all sides. What's the difference between living there and the open field?" The master frowned when he heard that the broken temple could not keep out the wind and rain. He lived there to die. "If you don't dislike it, you might as well stay in the firewood house and make plans when the weather is warm."

Nie Yang's eyes showed gratitude and said sincerely, "thank you, master."

Since that day, Nie Yang has settled down in the firewood house of the private school.

In the daytime, he diligently copied the books borrowed from everywhere for the master, and secretly wrote down the contents above.

The master provides two meals a day, but each time the weight is enough. Unconsciously, in March, when the private school was out of school, the teacher went to work in the town. Nie Yang had no task, so he lay down in the corridor and stole a lazy sleep. When he opened his eyes, the sky was red.

The master sat and looked at him. "You've been here for more than a month. Now you don't know your name."

Nie Yang said, "the boy's surname is Nie, and his single name is a foreign word."

His parents died early in this life, and they didn't have time to take their names. Nie Yang didn't know their surnames, so he simply followed them from his previous life.

"Nie Yang? There are many foreigners. The river flows in the ocean and the North flows alive." The master smiled, "it's an excellent scene."

After a pause, the master asked him, "do you have any other family?"

Nie Yang was stunned and shook his head, "no..."

He is already a loner and alienated from his relatives. There is no family left.

"Just now I heard you whisper 'Nie Qing' in your dream. I thought it was your living relatives." The master regretted, "your talent is excellent. If you are willing to study at home, you can gain a future in officialdom in the future. If you don't honor your family, you can at least have enough food and clothing."

When the master said the word "Nie Qing", Nie Yang's face turned white and bloodless.

Since he woke up, he has been running for life. In the dead of night, he also restrained himself from thinking about the things of his previous life.

Unexpectedly... He talked nonsense in his dream?

"What's the matter? But what's wrong?"

"Thank you for your concern. The boy is very good. I just think of my cousin suddenly and feel very sad."

I don't know what the master's brain has made up for. Looking at Nie Yang's eyes, he adds a bit of pity.