Dawn of the Empire

Chapter 1 Heavenly Bai Yujing (this chapter is free)

"The book has Yan Ruyu, the book has a thousand bells, the book has three thousand realms, the book has..."

Zhao Xingde leaned against the table full of books and stretched, rubbed his temples, then stretched his stiff fingers, feeling that his energy had recovered a little, before he picked up the Langhao pen and drove through the night Good manuscripts are inscribed on the 23rd volume of "Records of the Snow Hidden Fairy".He frowned and looked left and right. He always felt that the calligraphy copied from Liu Gongquan was specious and lacked a sense of artistic conception, so he couldn't help sighing.

Breathing in his palms, Zhao Xingde pushed open the carved pear-wood window, and a gust of cold wind blew in fiercely, which lifted one's spirits, unknowingly, last night was actually a night of heavy spring snow.

At this moment, the east is getting whiter, and when I look up, I can see a row of crystal-clear icicles hanging under the eaves, Yushu Qionghua everywhere in the yard, pavilions and pavilions of Taixue, study clubs, flowers and trees, pools and rockeries, all evenly distributed. Covered with a thin layer of snow.The morning bell rang not far away, and the palace of the Song Dynasty next to Taixue was shrouded in fragrant mist and light smoke, more like a vague fairyland.

Looking at the extremely pure and beautiful scenery, Zhao Xingde couldn't help being fascinated for a moment, and took a deep breath of pure air, "It's the third year of Xuanhe in Song Dynasty." He murmured thoughtfully.This year, Zhao Youen, the emperor of the Song Dynasty, allowed the descendants of the imprisoned Yuanyou Party members to study in Taixue.The emperor's kindness is so great that he cannot refuse it. Zhao Xingde, who obtained the status of Juren, had to give up his plan to take the imperial examination to become an official, bid farewell to his distant relatives in his hometown, and went to Bianliang Taixue.This year is also the No. 20 four years since modern man Zhao Xingde reincarnated in this different time and space.

Wearing a white cotton gown distributed by the imperial court to imperial students and a Confucian scarf on his head, he has a dignified appearance and a dignified expression. There are thick calluses on his wrists and index finger knuckles that have been polished by writing all the year round. At this moment, Zhao Xingde looks It is no different from other Tai students, and sometimes he is even confused between his latent memories and the real world today, which one is a dream.

Suddenly there was a sound of pushing the door behind him, Zhao Xingde looked back, and saw that it was Chen Dong, an imperial student who was also studying in Hua Zhangzhai of the Imperial Academy. Is it finished? You really are a great talent." He smiled as he stepped forward, "Master, I am looking forward to the continuation of this story every day."

Zhao Xingde hastily put the manuscript into the folder with one hand, cupped his hands to Chen Dong with a wry smile, "This manuscript has been delayed for half a month, if it is not sent to Fuhai Bookstore today, I am afraid that shopkeeper Hua will come to Taixue It's gone." Zhao Xingde patted the manuscript in the folder, sighed, and bowed his hands to Chen Dong.The two of them were classmates and friends in the Imperial Academy of the Imperial Academy of the State of Song. Chen Dong had a confidante in the brothel, but he was a book fan of Xingde.

Chen Dong saw that he was determined not to take out the manuscript, but he didn't dare to look down, so he could only bow and bow and say, "Good brother, that Fuhai Bookstore cut your book into small pieces and published them in the daily tabloids, it's like sheep shitting." Same, every time it's in a critical moment, you stop expressing yourself, not to mention your sister-in-law, even I scratch my head anxiously."

Zhao Xingde said with a smile: "Take other people's money and do things for others. Brother, I am no richer than Brother Shaoyang. I still count on this business to supplement food and drink." Fasten the crown belt under his chin, and he is about to go out. If he doesn't leave, I'm afraid Chen Dong will keep pestering him endlessly.

"Yuan Zhixiu is leaving, I have something to say, I have something to say!" Chen Dong hurriedly stopped at the door, Zhao Xingde pushed him aside unceremoniously, "If you can't wait for the serialization, there are people in Fuhai Building who will tell you this passage, just pay A few tea money, you can listen to it for nothing." Chen Dong scolded in his heart: "Miss Shishi is the top card in Gonglou, so how dare you go to Fuhailou to listen to books."Chen Dong had no choice but to follow, begging endlessly.

Zhao Xingde just shook his head and ignored them, the two of them chattered like this until they walked out of Huazhangzhai.

The Imperial Academy of the Song Dynasty was originally located in Nanwai City, where merchants gathered. Emperor Yizong deliberately moved the Imperial Academy to the inner city in order to make the students of the Imperial Academy more focused on learning, next to Miyagi and Yanfu Palace.Taixue occupies a very large area. Since Prime Minister Wang Anshi's political reform, Taixue is no longer simply a place for lectures and education, but an important channel for the imperial court to select officials.Prime Minister Wang expanded the Taixue, increased the number of Taixue students to 600, and set up 120 houses. The Taixue students were the alternate officials of the Song Dynasty. , There are also those who run among the imperial court and ministers, making a living, and those who linger in Chonglou and tile houses, being romantic and suave.

Just as there must be many merchants gathered near the university in later generations, there are many inns and hotels near the Taixue of the Song Dynasty, among which there are not a few brothels and cottages, and there are also many merchants and merchants. Color' has just been brightened, and the place is already very lively.There are vendors doing business everywhere, and on both sides of the road are restaurants patronized by various ordinary people. On the counters are stewed pig and sheep heads and roast chicken and duck. The scorched wax that removes the 'hair' emits a strong oily smoke, with the smell of sweat and dust.

The waiter at Fuhai Building saw a customer coming in, and immediately wiped the tables and chairs that had been wiped down with a rag, and then invited Zhao and Chen to sit down, and Chen Dong rewarded him with five copper coins, and then sat down , in private, he could humbly ask Zhao Xingde for manuscripts, but here he had to respect his identity, and he couldn't chatter anymore, only his eyes looked at Zhao Xingde's pocket from time to time.

Zhao Xingde saw that the lobby was still empty, only a few tables of merchants who rushed to the city early, drinking morning tea unhurriedly, secretly regretted in his heart, but today he came a little early, so he had to call out A bowl of hot lychee round-eye soup, frowning and puffing, he ate slowly.Chen Dong also ordered a bowl of pepper soup and tea, and also ordered two dishes of preserved beef and mutton, and four dishes of fruits including candied dates and kumquats.While eating, he said in a low voice: "I know that Fu Hailou will definitely make the engraving of the manuscript in one go. Why don't you talk to them about printing and distributing a few collections and keeping them for collection."

Bianliang, the capital city, is a place where the world converges. Seeing that the city gate opened less than an hour ago, the number of merchants sitting in Fuhai Tower has gradually increased. Seeing that the popularity is getting stronger, the singer on duty in Fuhai Tower embraces Playing the pipa, he sang a few tunes on the stage, and the storyteller then narrated a passage.

Fuhai Bookstore and Fuhai Building are opened by a family of proprietors, and they are both managed by shopkeeper Hua.The bookstore is just across from Fuhai Building, and shopkeeper Hua also goes to Fuhai Building for tea every morning.This time Zhao Xingde was drinking tea and listening to books, while waiting for the manager of the bookstore.Hearing that the pear-blossom board was touched twice, the green-robed storyteller cleared his throat and said loudly:

"The barbarians don't know how to be ashamed when they are willing to do things. All over the world, there are grievances. Even if there is an unrivaled heroism, it is expected that there will be no descendants to continue the spring and autumn."

The singing girl next to me plucked the strings of the pipa a few times, and the storyteller struck the pear woodblock twice more, saying:

"I inherited the Three Emperors and Five Emperors in the Central Plains. The luck of the Tang Dynasty and the heroes in the country come forth in large numbers. As long as we work together, we will let the diyi and barbarians of the four quarters fight. It's a pity, it's a pity, there are always people who forget their ancestors and are willing to recognize the thief as their father and Hu. If the captives do things, they will greatly damage their morality, and they will not only bring disaster to the Central Plains, but also bring disaster to their descendants."