Established a thousand-year family from the end of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 543

Moo~~
"Grandpa, he's awake!"

The light voice sounded in the young man's ears, he slowly opened his eyes, and the dazzling sunlight shone down, he closed his eyes slightly, and covered the dazzling sun with his right hand.

Standing up with his hands on the ground, he looked at the strange girl in front of him, and the strange "old man" behind the strange girl.

This "old man" has a vicissitudes on his face and a little white hair, but his body looks very healthy, unlike the normal old man he knows.

The strange "old man" was holding a cow, looking at him with concern, and said to him:
"Little brother, are you okay?"

Hearing the old man's voice, the boy was in a daze, and there were many strange memories in his mind.

Blue Star, Republic, Emperor's.

He seems to have remembered that his name is Di... Di..., but he still doesn't remember.

All he knew was that he seemed to belong to the Di Clan and lived in the Blue Star Republic.

Then, more, he didn't know.

There are many memories, but they are very fragmented, as if they were sealed by some hidden power.

"Where is this? Why are you wearing ancient clothes? Are you playing role-playing?"

The young man was very curious about how the Republic could have such a desolate place. In his memory, the entire Blue Star, almost every corner, had the imprint of the Republic. Such a desolate wilderness did not exist.

And it's impossible to film. Only those ancient people hundreds of years ago would use the backward technical equipment of the camera to film. With the current technical level of the Republic, they only need to graft the fantasy elements in their minds into the virtual world That’s enough, film and TV shooting can be completed through imagination in the mind.

Not only that, but the young man found that the language spoken by the strange old man and the strange girl was very strange, but he could understand it and even speak it. It seemed that there was some power that allowed him to understand the language here.

He's sure he's never heard or learned that accent before, but somehow he understands it.

At this time, a middle-aged man came and shouted at the old man: "The servant is here."

Hearing this sentence, the old man suddenly panicked, and looked at the young man with even more urgency.

"Grandpa, I don't want to go to the military camp to be a prostitute." The strange girl suddenly burst into tears for no reason.

"No, no." The old man held the girl's hand tightly, and his tone was very firm.

Afterwards, the old man asked the boy, "Little brother, do you still remember your name?"

The young man shook his head, he only remembered that there was an emperor in his name, and he forgot everything else.

Seeing the young man shaking his head, the old man first showed an imperceptible smile, as if a big stone in his heart had been let down, and then said to the young man with compassion: "I happen to have no grandson, would you like to be my grandson?"

grandson?

The young man was very puzzled. This word is so strange. In the Republic, this word seems to be an ancient word. This word only existed in ancient times hundreds of years ago, because hundreds of years ago there was a strange social form called It is called "family", because at that time there was a classical social organization form of "family", so there were words derived from the social organization of "family", such as father, mother, son, daughter, grandson, granddaughter, etc.

The young man tried hard to recall the meaning of the word "grandson". The meaning of this word seems to refer to: a traditional male human being, and another traditional female human being, after a traditional combination, a new traditional male human being will be born. Then repeat this process, and the next generation of traditionally male human beings will be the [grandchildren] of the original birthing parties.

Are you roleplaying?Does he mean to invite me to play this game?
The boy was thinking about this question in his mind, then nodded after hesitating for a moment.

"Since that's the case, you will be called Wang Kang from now on. How about it? Do you like this name?" The smile on the old man's face grew more and more.

"Wang Kang?" The young man chanted this strange name. In the Republic, people with names are often mortals, and those real big men have evolved to the point where they don't even have names, because mortal nouns are no longer suitable for them. , so they simply don't name themselves.

The prefix of the name Dishi was still a symbol of dignity in the imperial era hundreds of years ago, but in his era, the Dishi was already per capita.

"Those who don't have a surname or a first name are all savages. Our Wang family was separated from Zhou Tianzi. Our ancestors used to be Korean nobles, but now they have declined and become rural people." Along the way, The old man also told [Wang Kang] about the glory of his family from time to time, and let [Wang Kang] understand how difficult it is to have a surname in this era.

[Wang Kang] I don't understand why the old man said that people without names are savages, but in the Republic, those great figures who are like gods all have no names.

Mortal names are no longer qualified to address them, so no name is the most noble name.

When he returned to the village, the middle-aged man said to the old man again: "The servant will not come."

"Huh?" The old man asked curiously, "What's going on?"

"I don't know." The middle-aged man shook his head: "I heard that our King Han has surrendered to Qin, so this battle will not be fought, so the master temporarily canceled this military service."

King Han?Qin?Owner?

The young man [Wang Kang] heard many strange terms again.

"Our master is really virtuous." The old man sighed, as if he was very grateful for the so-called master.

"Yes, we will be ruled by Qin State in the future, I don't know what will happen."

"I heard that Qin people like to cut off other people's heads, it's very barbaric!"

"Not only that, that Bai Qi from decades ago cut off 40 heads of Zhao Guo."

"The last time I sent my daughter to the master's mansion, I heard from the master's servant that the king of Qin had three heads, six arms, and nine legs, and killed his own mother."

"What is this? I heard others say that Qin Wangzheng is the bastard of the great businessman Lu Buwei."

The local people all call the noble lord who ruled them their master. It can be seen that this noble lord is a good nobleman who is still considerate of the people.

"You guys, what are you talking about here, what are you doing for us?"

"The world is ruled by nobles. Even if that Qin Wangzheng really wiped out all the countries, it will only be the next Emperor Zhou."

"Nothing will change. Our masters are still our masters. Nobles will always be nobles. Slaves will always be slaves. Don't think too much. It has nothing to do with us whether it is Qin or not. Serving our masters well is ours. The responsibilities of these Guizhou leaders."

"Being a slave to a virtuous gentleman is a blessing in our lives. We must know how to be grateful and not be ungrateful."

The old man shook his head and said with a smile, the princes have been fighting for hundreds of years, nothing more than the winner becoming the new feudal lord, and the loser being forced to give up some of his vassals, other than that, nothing will change, nobles Lords are always noble lords, and slaves are always slaves.

They have lived in the world of the Great Zhou for hundreds of years, and they already have a good sense of self-management. They will consciously let themselves be obedient slaves, and at the same time let the people around them be obedient slaves. They are very peaceful, just like being poisoned. .

Others also nodded. They were really grateful to their noble masters. They believed that their masters were a virtuous gentleman. Being a slave to a virtuous gentleman was a blessing in their lives. Why are you so unconscionable to rebel?

"They? Are they playing some interesting self-abuse game? Why is it so peaceful to be a slave to others? Is it a special hobby? It's quite interesting!" The young man [Wang Kang] watched and listened, everything here To his surprise, until now, he still thinks that the people here must be playing some special role-playing games. After all, how could someone really be a slave and still be so calm?

(End of this chapter)