Taikang for six years.
It was cold in the spring, and spring was quietly coming to the south of Yongguo, but there was still light snow on the northern border, and the snow did not cover the ankles.
Nie Yang thought that after a person died, his soul would return to Huangquan, he walked on the Naihe Bridge, drank Meng Po soup, forgot his past, and was reincarnated.
result
He was still too young.
Nie Yang, as the third straight son of the Nie clan, was not valued by the elders, but he was good at dressing and chewing, and he had never endured hardship.
He was sent to Jiang Ji by Nie Qing to die, and he was headed by the other party before he had time to leave his last words in a hurry.
I don't know how long it took, he regained consciousness, not only was his neck cold, but his hands and feet were even colder, as if he was in an ice hole.
He struggled to open his eyes, and saw the tattered tile roof at a glance, and when he rolled his eyes, he saw that the room was pitch black again. Nie Yang was stunned, surprised that the underworld looked like this, he raised his hand to support the bed and got up, and was quickly shocked.
Beneath him was a "bed" made of hay and dry wood, covered with something stinking and pitch-black, and his hands showing his sleeves were all chapped and frostbitten. Not only that, he also found that his feet were bare, and the soles of his ankles were frozen black.
"Could it be that Duke Lanting murdered and burned his corpse, and was so stingy that he didn't even leave any clothes?"
Nie Yang murmured, and was startled by his own voice as soon as he said it.
The voice of Nie Yang in the previous life was not as pure and elegant as that of Nie Qing, but he was also full of youthful vigor. What about his voice now
Listening to the appearance of about six or seven years old, although it is very hoarse, it cannot hide the childishness.
At this time, Nie Yang was startled to realize that his hands and feet had shrunk.
He struggled to get up, and out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of snow outside the broken window, and there were vaguely well-dressed people passing by.
Nie Yang was at a loss for a while, and panicked to find that the situation might be far from what he imagined.
"Could it be that this is not the underworld?"
When Nie Yang tried to go out, there was a sudden pain in his head, and a strange and slightly vague memory filled his brain.
"It really isn't the underworld."
After a long while, Nie Yang showed a look of astonishment and panic, looking like he was crying instead of crying, and his heart was extremely dazed.
Nie Yang died at the hands of Jiang Ji. After his death, he did not return to the underworld, but was reborn in another completely unfamiliar dynasty.
This body is a beggar. His parents died of famine. He survived so much by stealing chickens and dogs and financial aid from good-hearted people.
Life was so difficult, and Qi'er worked hard to survive, but she was still frozen to death by the heavy snow that fell last night.
When he woke up again, the inner core had become Nie Yang.
It is a joy to live a new life, but now this situation is not as happy as death.
Nie Yang spit out sarcasm, "There is still a chance for a new life after doing many evils in his lifetime... Oh, this God..."
I really don't know if God is favoring him or deliberately tossing him. This body is an orphan with no father, no mother, no name and no surname. Nearby people called him "dog", and children called him "idiot".
Such a bad life experience, if there is no chance, I am afraid that I will not be able to turn around in my entire life.
Nie Yang is still an ancient man after all, and his thinking is more inclined to this beggar who is actually his reincarnation. It's just that somehow, Meng Po soup failed, reminding him of his previous life. According to this line of thinking, his current life situation can be explained.
In the past life, there were many evildoers, so in the next life there is no glory, wealth, and honor, and only a poor and humble life.
Nie Yang curled his lips into a mocking sneer. In the previous life, he was born from a noble family, a noble son of a serious family of eight hundred, but now he is a beggar, even if he struggles up, at most he ranks among the poor, and is despised and looked down upon by others. Thinking of this, I feel unwilling.
However, it's too early to think about this now, 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 not the same as the examination and evaluation he knows. Instead, it is the imperial examination.
The form of the imperial examinations was somewhat similar to the teaching promotion system implemented by Lanting Gong in Maruzhou.
However, fortunately, it was the imperial examination and not the examination and evaluation, otherwise, Nie Yang would not be able to climb up in this life.
The judges value family background and appearance the most, and talent is the second most important.
Nie Yang's status in this life was just a beggar, not even a poor family. Just because of his background, he was forever excluded from officialdom.
He still has a few chances to take the imperial examinations.
Nie Yangren was starving, secretly peeking out the window of the private school, and caught a glimpse of what the teacher was saying, and felt a little satisfied in his heart.
Although the history of this dynasty was very different from what he knew, but the two characters were the same, Nie Yang didn't need to be illiterate.
The master of the private school also noticed the beggar outside the window and didn't pay much attention.
This beggar came here often, every time to pick up the leftover food from the students, and he looked very pitiful, and occasionally he would give alms soft-heartedly.
The Master took a test for a few students' homework yesterday, and every student stumbled on memorizing it, which made him very disappointed.
At this time, he heard muttering and reciting sounds outside the window. He listened carefully, and he didn't say a word. When he looked again, it was actually the beggar.
"Can you carry it?" the master asked.
Nie Yang's heart was overjoyed, but he said, "I remembered it just now."
The Master was slightly startled after hearing this, and said with interest, "Then what else are you going to recite?"
Nie Yang opened his mouth and came, reciting some of the Analects the Master said today.
It is also very strange to say, it is clearly a strange dynasty, and Confucius and Mencius still have it, really tenacious.
The Master murmured, "It's really smart, it's a pity..."
If he has money to go to school and receive education, maybe this child can be admitted as a scholar. Unfortunately, he is a beggar who has never had a meal. No matter how talented he is, he can only waste it. Nie Yang showed doubts at the right time and asked the Master about his confusion about one of the Analects.
The Master smiled indifferently, "Why are you confused?"
With this ability, it would be good to memorize it without saying a word. Can he still have his own opinion
If it was the previous beggar, probably not, but Nie Yang is different.
In terms of talent and learning, ten masters bundled together might not be Nie Yang's opponent.
Why
Nie Yang was from a high-profile family in his previous life, and the educational resources placed in front of Nie Yang were among the top at that time. He received an elite education, there was never a shortage of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, his masters were famous scholars and scholars, and he read the rare books that were rarely seen by the children of the poor.
Not to mention that Nie Yang is already very talented, even if he is stupid and smashed with so many teaching resources, he is much better than ordinary poor children. In front of this master, Han Chuang, has been studying hard for more than ten years, and has gone through several township examinations and has not been admitted to Juren, so he is disheartened and returned 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 when he heard this.
Nie Yang said again, "The boy can do any dirty work, please ask the master to do well and give the boy a bite to eat."
The Master frowned and said, "This is not the place to open a shantang."
Although he didn't despise Nie Yang, the sarcasm in his words could be heard by people who are not deaf.
Nie Yang has always been a smiling face in his past and present life, and all his emotions are hidden deep in his heart, and outsiders can't spy on him.
He can distinguish the priorities of things, and now survival is the most important thing, and he can still bear the little setbacks at the moment.
"Although the boy is not talented, he also knows the word shame." Nie Yang lowered his posture and said word by word, "Sir, if there is work such as copying books and seal cutting here, the boy can also be competent. If it is cold today, Frozen, if there is no way out, I am afraid that the boy will not be able to make it through the spring."
Nie Yang's ability to know people is not bad, and the master in front of him has a good reputation in eight townships. He can still play emotional cards.
Sure enough, when the Master heard Nie Yang say this, he immediately asked him, "Do you know how to copy books and seal carvings?"
Nie Yang nodded, and at the same time showed his two hands covered with frostbite, and said crampedly, "I can write, I used to watch the Master's teaching secretly, and practiced with a branch in private for a long time. It's just that these hands are a little hard from the cold. Writing, I'm afraid it won't look good."
The master looked down at Nie Yang's hands, which were almost frozen to a blue-black color, and the cracked frostbite could see that the man felt a little distressed.
Thinking of this, he felt some pity.
If this child can really copy it in a good way, it's okay to give him a bite to eat.
His words were unfounded, even if the Master was a kind-hearted person, he would not just believe Nie Yang's words, but he still had to test his words.
The Master didn't think that a child who did not go through systematic study and relied on stealing to study could write much better.
Seeing the Master's relaxed attitude, Nie Yang secretly let out a sigh of relief.
He first endured the pain to wash off the stains on his hands and forearms with ice and snow, and then rolled up his sleeves and started writing, so as not to soil the desk and pen and paper. Nie Yang's attitude was sincere and pure, which attracted great affection from the Master. Nie Yang's calligraphy is naturally good. After all, he is a student taught by a famous calligraphy master. He just changed his body. The hand feels wrong, and his wrist strength is not enough.
Even so, the Master was still shocked.
Nie Yang was born in a noble family, and he is best at writing two types of fonts, one is the "Wan style" which was popular in the Zhong Zhao, and the other is the "ink style".
These two fonts were created by the modern calligraphy masters of Zhongzhao.
The person who created the "Wan Style" was a gentry woman. At that time, the "Four Books of Women" had not been tossed out, and the gentry woman had a very high status. At first glance, this lady's copybook was charming, graceful and moving, and many noble ladies followed suit. . Many young gentry who pursue fashion also like to copy and study, and Nie Yang is also a member of the group.
The calligraphy master who created "ink style" is Nie Yang's teacher, and "ink style" is also the font that Nie Yang writes the most.
This type of font is famous for its thick and square, clear and transparent, and Nie Yang's hard work in "ink style" is naturally to cover up his true temperament.
After all, other people say "words are like people", and a person's character can be seen through words.
It turns out that this is bullshit.
Nie Yang's "Ink Style" is the essence of the teacher's seven points. Outsiders think he is a gentleman, but he is a villain who is good at calculating.
The words at this time were naturally Nie Yang's best "ink style".
"Are you really... practicing in private?"
The Master looked at Nie Yang with complicated eyes. He didn't know that this beggar had such talent and was almost buried.
Nie Yang nodded, wriggling his fingers pitifully, and said stubbornly, "The boy begged the Master to do well, and allowed the boy to eat a bite."
The Master sighed, "Forget it, I'll leave the work of copying and engraving books to you. Is it okay to have two meals a day?"
Nie Yang said with a smile, "Thank you Master, if there is a bright day for this boy, I will never forget the kindness of Master."
"The day of the blue sky?" The Master smiled and waved his hand, "How can it be so simple, take care of yourself and talk about it."
Why did Nie Yang target private schools
Because he needs a way to survive and is unwilling to be an ordinary person. If he doesn't work hard to find a way out, is he going to freeze to death and starve to death in a ruined temple
There are some books in the private school, Nie Yang is here to help, not only can he read the 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 in his heart.
Although there was paper in the previous life, the paper is very precious and the output is small. Many small nobles can only use thick bamboo slips and knife and pen to engrave.
At this moment, even a humble scholar who teaches in a private school can use such even and delicate paper.
It can be seen that the overall level of this era should be much better than the previous life.
Chilblains on his hands and feet were itchy and painful, but Nie Yang didn't seem to feel it, and began to transcribe as usual.
At first, I was a little uncomfortable, but after copying for an afternoon, the speed was much faster.
After a while, the master brought him a set of white washed clothes with two wooden boxes on them.
"You should wear this suit, and some plaster for frostbite." The Master asked him, "Do you have a place to stay?"
"The boy lives in a ruined temple three miles away."
"The ruined temple is surrounded by wind, so what's the difference between you living there and the open field?" The master frowned after hearing this, the ruined temple can't keep out the wind and the rain, so it's courting death to live there, "If you don't dislike it, you might as well live there. Stay in the firewood house and make plans when the weather warms up."
Nie Yang's eyes showed gratitude, and sincerely said, "Thank you, Master."
Since that day, Nie Yang has settled down in the firewood room of the private school with peace of mind.
Bai Ri diligently copied the books borrowed from everywhere for the Master, and secretly wrote down the contents above.
Confucius provides two meals a day, but each time the portion is very large. Before I knew it, it was March, when the private school was over, the master went to the town to run errands, and Nie Yang didn't have any assignments, so he lay in the porch and slept for a while. When he opened his eyes, the sky was full of red clouds.
The Master sat aside and looked at him, "You have been here for over a month, and you still don't know your name."
Nie Yang said, "The kid's surname is Nie, and the single name has a foreign character."
His parents died early in this life, and they didn't have time to choose their names, and Nie Yang didn't know their surnames, so he just used the ones from the previous life.
"Nie Yang? There are many foreigners. The river is full of rivers, and the north is alive." The master smiled, "It's an excellent scene."
After a pause, the master asked him, "Do you have other family members?"
Nie Yang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "No..."
He was alone, and he was betrayed and separated from his family, and there was no family left.
"I just heard you whisper 'Nie Qing' in a dream, and I thought it was your living relative." The Master said regretfully, "Your talent is very good, if your family is willing to support you to study, you will be able to make a fortune in the officialdom in the future. No. It is said that honoring the ancestors and honoring their ancestors, at least they can have no worries about food and clothing.”
When the Master said the word "Nie Qing", Nie Yang's face was completely white, and there was no blood.
Since he woke up, he has been running around for life, and in the dead of night, he restrained himself from thinking about his past life.
Unexpectedly... He actually babbled in his dreams
"What's wrong? But what's wrong?"
"Thank you Master for your concern, the boy is very good, but I suddenly think of my cousin, and I feel very sad."
I don't know what the Master made up his mind, but the look in Nie Yang's eyes was even more pitiful.