Pindao's surname is Zhang, his ancestor is Immortal Immortal

Chapter 1 Dayong Immortal Fate
where is this?
Zhang Yuqing woke up quietly and looked through the bronze mirror.

The young man is wearing a green shirt and a Confucian robe, with a jade belt tied around his waist.

Except for his pale and sickly complexion, his facial features are quite delicate.

"Dayong, Hanyue Mansion, Yuntai County...demon disaster..."

"That's it...I traveled through time!"

Pieces of fragmentary memories came back, and Zhang Yuqing understood that he had changed.

Today is the year 1578 of Dayong, the eighth year of Jingyou.

The previous dynasty only lasted for eight hundred years at most, but in this world, due to the existence of immortals, Buddhas, demons, demons, demons and monsters, the dynasty could last for thousands of years.

His current identity is a student of Yuntai Academy.

His family was in decline, his parents died, and he was dependent on his brother and sister-in-law.

The eldest brother Zhang Yucheng, a sergeant in the Demon Slayer Division, has a bright and subtle personality. He has been involved in the fishing gang since he was a child, supporting the young Zhang Yuqing, and practicing the principle of elder brother being like father with his actions.

The sister-in-law is diligent and thrifty in running the house, virtuous and virtuous, and they have a daughter.

Coupled with the fact that he was a scholar who was not a scholar, they formed a family and lived happily.

However, not long ago, he unfortunately encountered a demonic disaster and was affected.

This is probably the reason why he can come to this world.

Zhang Yuqing held her chest, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down, "But it's good to be alive."

Living is the greatest blessing from nature.

When he opened the door, the air with a hint of sweet-scented osmanthus came to his nostrils, refreshing his mind and refreshing his weak body.

Looking from a distance, the sky and the earth are dust-free, and the mountains and rivers have no shadow!

Looking closer, you can see blue bricks and gray walls, and independent green pines.

A woman with green silk hair in a bun and simple clothes was fetching water and cooking vegetables by the well. She had a beautiful appearance and saw Zhang Yuqing going out.

She was stunned for a moment, then wiped her wet hands on her body a few times, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her, gently and kindly.
"Uncle, you are weak, go inside first, don't get cold."

Zhang Yuqing felt warm in her heart. She looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar sister-in-law. After hesitating for a while, she sorted out her words and replied dryly,
"Sister-in-law, don't worry. I'm fine. I just want to go out for a walk."

"Okay, don't forget to go home for dinner."

The sister-in-law did not move her eyes away, watching Zhang Yuqing walk out of the courtyard.

They live in the outer city of Yuntai County. The houses are small and disorderly, with fields next to them.

There is an official road leading to the inner city, called Jinyang Road.

The pines and cypresses on both sides of the official road are evergreen, and their branches grow wildly. A few rays of sunlight shine through the gaps in the leaves, making the light and shadow mottled and warm.

Zhang Yuqing strolled, listening to the carriages passing by on the official road from time to time.

Dangdangdang——

The bell rang, and the shouts of vendors came.

There was also the clatter of farmers’ oxcarts.

A very peaceful scene.

His mind gradually became empty and he let go of the worries of his two previous lives.

The question then arises, how did he travel through time at that time?
"I seemed to be burning incense in the ancestral hall to worship my ancestors!" Zhang Yuqing murmured.

Just as he was thinking about it, there seemed to be a bolt of lightning piercing the fog in his consciousness, making him tremble all over.

From a strange perspective, he witnessed an ancient book rising and falling in the chaos.

The four large characters on the top are drawn with silver hooks, which are elegant and lively;
"The Zhang family tree!"

Zhang family tree? "

Zhang Yuqing was startled.

He stared at the family tree that was originally rising and falling in the chaos and emptiness.

In a trance, it seemed that infinite starlight condensed, turning into the sun, moon and stars hanging high, falling in the sky above the family tree. In addition to the four words "Zhang Family Tree", there were also symbols such as dragon and phoenix seals, cloud patterns and thunder seals that jumped out on the paper. , writing the mysterious principles of heaven and earth and the vastness of the universe.

The pages are not ordinary paper, they are like gold or jade.

There is an atmosphere of vicissitudes and antiquity, as if there is a vague Taoist sound lingering around.

"This...could it be my immortal destiny?"

Zhang Yuqing's mind wandered, and then he accepted it all in the shortest possible time.

His mind fell on the genealogy, and the page seemed extremely heavy at this moment.

Under Zhang Yuqing's senses, it felt like he was lifting a big mountain.

It can't be shaken at all!
"It's a pity that I can't open it!"

Zhang Yuqing tried for a long time, sighed helplessly, and had to let it go for the time being.

Anyway, the Immortal Family Tree is here, just try other methods slowly.

It will get better.

Zhang Yuqing comforted herself in this way.

He is an optimist by nature and is not sad about external things.

When I think about it, I feel much more relaxed.

Feel at ease.

"Integrate into this world first!"

It’s a new day, and times are easier.

He tried his best to slowly integrate into this world and gradually return to his normal study life.

Because I am a student of Yuntai Academy.

He also had high hopes from his eldest brother, who hoped to become a scholar with a good appetite for poetry and books, and a wealth of knowledge.

No matter what era or world, talented scholars are respected by everyone.

And since ancient times, there has been a saying that the poor in literature and the rich in military affairs.

Studying literature is much cheaper than practicing martial arts.

Many poor and common people are eager to use this as a step to advance to the upper class.

Zhang Yuqing is not very interested in the collection of classics, history, poetry, etiquette, and etiquette of this world.

But if studying can change class faster, I would be willing to give it a try.

At least it was able to fulfill one of eldest brother Zhang Yucheng's wishes.

It also makes the life of a family of four more comfortable and worry-free. Naturally, there was no problem in trying to pry open the pages of the genealogy book. He was very concerned about the immortal fate, and even searched for the actual existing genealogy of the old Zhang family to see if there was any connection.

But unfortunately, the old Zhang family declined, both parents died, and there were no other relatives.

Zhang Yuqing stopped thinking about starting from this aspect.

It’s January in the blink of an eye, the years have changed, and it’s late autumn.

Life in Yuntai Academy was more boring than he imagined.

It took him a long time to adapt to the lack of entertainment and mobile phones. He had no money to listen to music, no money to drink and have fun, and even Hou Yue was short of money to enjoy flowers.

In short, Shiya is insulated from him.

I had no choice but to sink my mind and study the knowledge of this era.

But it has to be said that, combined with the experience of two lives, he has quite a lot of experience in this matter.

If you were more courageous, you might be able to form your own group and call them Zhang Zi, Yu Zi, and Qing Zi.

However, Zhang Yuqing felt that it was better for him to keep a low profile in this dangerous world.

“This fall seems to be almost over!”

It is late autumn.

Pieces of withered yellow leaves rustled down, adding a touch of bleak autumn feeling.

At that time, an old man and a young man were talking in the academy building.

"I wonder why sir called the students here?"

Zhang Yuqing, who was wearing a neat green shirt and a bun with a hanging bun, stood with his hands bowed, looking a little confused.

Mr. Shuyuan is over eighty years old, with white hair, cloudy eyes and an old air.

He spread out a roll of rice paper on the table in front of him and scolded, "Did you write this?"

Zhang Yuqing lowered his eyes and scanned it. The four characters on the left were "Qianqiu Policy Theory". The handwriting was made of iron and painted with silver hooks, and the pen was written with a dragon and a snake, and there were thousands of words eloquently.

It was his signature at the end.

"It was written by a student!" He nodded slightly.

This policy review was written by him based on his experience in the current and previous dynasties.

It’s not everyone’s opinion. Some theories are even too advanced for today’s world, but they definitely make sense.

For those who understand, it is not an exaggeration to call it every word.

"Rebellion, I don't know what it means!" The old man from the academy suddenly changed his color and scolded him angrily.

Zhang Yuqing frowned, but did not argue with him. He just leaned forward and said, "What you said is true."

Without it!

There is no normal imperial examination system in this world.

If he wants to take the county examination, he needs to be nominated and guaranteed by this old gentleman.

Otherwise, even if it is full of poems and books, it will be just waste paper.

I really can’t offend.

"That's all. For the sake of your diligence and studiousness, I won't care about this matter!"

The old gentleman glanced lightly and said with cold eyes, "But the recommended quota for the county examination that was determined before cannot be given to you. You have to wait for another three years."

Zhang Yuqing clenched his fists, his eyes suddenly changed, and he looked down sullenly.

The county examination and the prefectural examination are held every three years. You must pass the county examination first and then the prefectural examination.

Once you miss it, three years will be in vain.

The problem is that he has excellent grades in Yunshan Academy and has already reserved a place in the county examination.

Just prepare to wait for the county test to come in a few months.

But unexpectedly something unexpected happened at this time.

"Are you dissatisfied?" the old gentleman said coldly.

Zhang Yuqing relaxed his brows and said in a deep voice, "Students just want to know the real reason? Isn't it just because of this irrelevant policy article?"

"It's me, the quota for the county examination here is full." The old gentleman said indifferently.

"I see!"

Zhang Yuqing suddenly thought about it and suddenly realized it.

The old man said that the quota was full, which meant that the quota that originally belonged to him had been taken away.

who? There should be no one except those children of noble families in Yuntai County!
"If nothing happens, go out!" The old man waved his sleeves and swept away.

Zhang Yuqing's body remained motionless, he just exhaled a long breath and asked,
"Wait a minute, I have a question for you, sir?"

"Say!"

"I dare to ask, Sir, does Confucianism have any magic technique? It can cultivate the literary spirit and cultivate the literary heart, so that one poem can move the mountains and rivers, and one word can cut down the sun and the moon?"

"Where do you get this ridiculous statement? Literary men only practice the six arts, and are no better than vulgar martial artists. They hold a three-foot gentleman's sword in their hands, determine human ethics, regulate order, control the country, learn sage literature, and sell it to the emperor's family."

"Is there really no Confucianism or Taoism?"

"No."

"I understand!"

"What do you understand?"

Zhang Yuqing raised his head and replied sonorously, "This collection of classics and history is just a false pretense, and it has taught a group of extremely hypocritical and rotten Confucian scholars who don't want to learn!"

"Study, read shit, I'm going to practice martial arts."

"You...hum...you are so brave, you can't teach a child!"

The old man frowned angrily.

"Old man, bah!"

"If you dare to scold me again, I need to show you Zhang's fist skills."

Zhang Yuqing rolled up his sleeves and cursed. Seeing that the old man was out of breath and did not dare to speak, he slammed the door and left.

"You can't bear it any longer, why should you bear it any longer."

Feeling uneasy yet again, I carved words next to the stone tablet in Yuntai Academy:

"Both your body and name will be destroyed, but the flow of rivers will not be destroyed forever!"

He waved his sleeves and left without hesitation, not knowing that this word would cause a sensation in the academy.

(End of this chapter)