Tang Bohu Marries Qiuxiang

Chapter 1

In a city in the 21st century, several police cars surrounded a house, and a young man just passed away. The cause of death: because he won a 3000 million lottery, he was over-excited and laughed himself to death...

"Death is tragic..."

"The death is tragic..."

"Sighing..."

In 14 AD, a child was watching a group of ants move. This is Tang Bohu, who is [-] years old this year.

"Bohu, why are you so interested in ants?" Tang Bohu's good friend Zhu Zhishan also squatted on the ground and watched the ants move with Tang Bohu.

"Don't you think ants are a very magical animal?" Tang Bohu said while playing with a few ants, "There is a queen in every ant nest, commanding the thousands of troops of the ant colony."

Wen Zhengming rubbed his hands eagerly, "Let's catch that queen ant and see if the queen's butt is big or not."

"How big can an ant's butt be, as big as that of Widow Li in Yangtou Village?" Zhu Zhishan had already begun digging out the ant's nest.

"Stop!" Tang Bohu called to stop Zhu Zhishan's movement, stood up and said, "We are scholars, of course we must use the methods of scholars."

"What's the solution?" Zhu Zhishan and Wen Zhengming looked up at Tang Bohu together, only to see that the other party unbuttoned his belt, and with a shiver all over, urine gushed out.

"Brother Tang's move is really elegant." The three children unbuttoned their belts together and successfully flooded the ant nest.

In this era when traffic is basically based on walking and word transmission is entirely based on shouting, there are so few entertainment activities that Tang Bohu is so boring that he needs to watch ants move to pass the time.

The spring breeze blew the clothes of the three teenagers. Tang Bohu looked at the mountains and rivers in front of him and sighed. Yi, crossed over while he was spinning happily!
Tang Bohu?What should Tang Bohu, one of the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River, be like?Is it the kind of boat that doesn't use oars, but relies on waves!

"Recently, my old father asked me to study with a master. I don't know Brother Tang, but is Brother Zhu interested in going with me?" Wen Zhengming, the most honest and friendly, said.

"Reading?!" Tang Bohu turned his head, "No!"

Have you read more than ten years of books in your previous life, haven't you read enough?Besides, are the ancient masters reliable? What if they are taught to be nerds?

"Since Bohu won't go, I won't go either." Zhu Zhishan shook the paper fan vigorously and said, the three of them walked all the way home and passed the blue stone steps. In this land of Suzhou and Hangzhou, there is such a small tavern!There are not many guests, but it is also lively.

"Stinky boy! Don't read books yet!" Tang Bohu's father, Tang Guangde, who was busy taking care of the tavern, shouted loudly when he saw Tang Bohu coming back.

Tang Bohu hadn't recovered yet, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ears, "It hurts... Mom! My baby's ears are going to fall off!"

Being held by his mother's ears, Tang Bohu sat back on the desk as if calling for appointments all the way.

"The family only expects you to get a good name in the exam! Do you want to stay in this dilapidated tavern for the rest of your life like your father?" Tang Bohu's mother lectured.

The eight-year-old sister couldn't help laughing when she saw Tang Bohu being reprimanded by her mother.

The ancient imperial examinations were the best choice for the grassroots to step up to the pinnacle of life, the glory of the ancestors, and the ideal springboard to leave the poor class and integrate into the upper class. During this period, many touching and hard stories have been left, such as the head hanging from the beam, such as the cone stabbing the buttocks ...

His mother closed the door of the study room, leaving Tang Bohu alone in a daze with his pen and ink. His parents worked hard to support him in his studies, just so that he could get an honor in the imperial examination. It is not so easy to gain a firm foothold in the court.

Seeing his eight-year-old sister washing dishes in the backyard of the tavern, Tang Bohu picked up his pen and wrote a poem:

The day is slanting in the mighty sorrow of leaving, and the chanting of the whip is the end of the world.

Fallen flowers are not heartless things, into Chunni more quadrangle.

I don’t know why, maybe Tang Bohu thought of this poem because he felt something in his heart. , Tang Bohu didn't realize one of the most incredible things in this world until now, time travel!

There are parents who have worked hard to support themselves to study, and a sensible sister who runs a small tavern together.

After writing the poem, Tang Bohu put down his brush and took out chocolates from his schoolbag. This big schoolbag was brought by his soul during time travel, and there were some daily necessities and some books in it. The family knew the existence of this schoolbag, but Tang Bohu didn’t Explain how to use the items in the school bag.Walking out of the study, I went all the way to the backyard of my tavern.

"Sister!" Walking to his younger sister, Tang Bohu gave her the chocolate, then took the bowl in her hand and said, "Let me do the washing, you rest for a while."

"No! My brother is a person who needs to be tested for fame, so he should study hard." The young Tangyue put the chocolate in her arms and snatched the bowl from her brother's hand and said stubbornly.

Even though I came through later generations, and my soul came from hundreds of years later, the patriarchy of women in this era is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the family's focus is on Tang Bohu.

"It's okay, brother, I have plenty of time to study." Tang Bohu still helped his sister wash the dishes.

Tang's mother walked into Tang Bohu's room with a bowl of snacks. Seeing that her son was not in the study, wondering where to be mischievous, she looked up and saw her son was helping his daughter wash the dishes.

She put the snacks on the table and saw a poem written on the rice paper on the table
Unconsciously read: "Luohong is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers."

After reading it, I became excited and turned into spring mud to protect flowers!I thought that this child could have such a state of mind at such a young age.

The anger that wanted to go out to teach her son was completely washed away. Seeing her son and daughter talking and laughing together, Mother Tang picked up the poem written by her son and hurried towards the kitchen. "The child's father, Bohu can write poetry.

"Poetry?" Tang Guangde frowned when he looked at what his son had written! "Turn into spring mud to protect flowers, good sentence, this...is this old man's seed?"

"You bastard!" Mother Tang kicked her husband's ass, "Of course it's your seed."

"Bohu is a precocious boy, but he is also stubborn! But this poem should help him find a good teacher who can lead our child and get a good grade in the future." Tang Guangde expressed his thoughts.

At the dinner table in the evening, Tang Bohu gave the meat to his younger sister, and looked at his parents in surprise, "School? Mom and Dad, please don't make a fuss, it's good for your child to study at home."

　The new book is finally released, I have been busy for a long time, well, I wrote it anyway!
　　In fact, Tang Yin in "Through the Ming Dynasty: Tang Bohu Marries Qiuxiang" is quite serious, (hahahaha! The author's face is not red!)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)