The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 1660 [Foreign Care, Nie Yang Nie Qing (Part 1)]

Taikang for six years.

It was just the cold spring, and the spring in the south of Yonguo quietly came, but there was still light snow on the northern border, and the snow had not covered the ankles.

Nie Yang thought that after death, he returned to Huangquan, went to the Naihe Bridge, drank Meng Po Tang, forgotten the dust, and was born again.

result--

He is still too young.

Nie Yang, as a clergyman of the three-room family of the Nie family, although he was not valued by his elders, he was good at dressing and chewing. He never suffered.

He was sent to Jiang Yanji by Nie Qing and died. He had to rush to leave his last words and was stunned by the other side. His neck was cold and meaningless.

I don't know how long, he regained consciousness, not only his neck was very cold, but his hands and feet drove him colder, as if he was in an ice cave.

He struggled to open his eyes, and at a glance he saw the shabby roof of the tiled house, turning his eyes, and he saw the dark interior again. Nie Yang was shocked, surprised that the local government looked like this, struggling to raise his hand to support the bed and got up, and soon was shocked.

Under him is a "bed" made of a pile of dry grass and wood, covered with smelly, dark and dark objects, and his hands showing sleeves are full of cracks and frostbite. Not only that, he also found that his feet were slippery, and his ankles and soles were frozen in the dark.

"Mr. Murantin, who killed and burned his body, didn't even keep his clothes?"

Nie Yang murmured, and was just startled by his own voice when he said it.

The voice of Nie Yang in the past is not as clean and elegant as Nie Qing, but it is also full of youthful vigor. What is the voice now?

Listening to the appearance of about 6 or 7 years old, despite being hoarse, he couldn't hide his childishness.

At this time, Nie Yang realized that both hands and feet had shrunk.

He stood up strenuously, and Yu Guang glanced at the snow-covered window and faintly dressed civilians passing by.

Nie Yang was at a loss for a while, and panicked that the situation might be far from what he imagined.

"Is it impossible-isn't this a prefecture?"

When Nie Yang tried to go out, there was a sudden pain in his brain, and a strange and slightly vague memory filled his brain.

"It's really not a land government."

After a while, Nie Yang showed a look of astonishment and rashness, looking at crying instead of crying.

Nie Yang died in the hands of Jiang Yanji. After his death, he did not return to the land, but was reborn in another completely unknown dynasty.

This body is a beggar. His parents died of famine. He lived so big with the help of stealing chickens and dogs and kind people.

Life was so difficult, Qier also worked hard to live, but was still frozen to death by the heavy snow that fell last night.

Waking up again, the inner core has become Nie Yang.

Although resurrection I is happy, but this situation-it is better to die.

Nie Yang sneered, "There are many evils in life and there is a chance to return to life ... Oh, this **** ..."

I really do n’t know if God treats him or deliberately toss him. This body is an orphan without a father, a mother, a nameless surname, a penniless homeless house, and died in this ruined temple. People nearby called him "dog", and the children called him "fool."

Such a terrible life, if there is no fate, I am afraid that I will never be able to turn over.

After all, Nie Yang is an ancient man, and his thinking is more inclined to this beggar is actually his reincarnation. But somehow, Meng Po Tang failed and made him remember his past life. According to this thinking, his current situation in this life can also be explained.

The past life has many evils, so there is no richness and wealth in the next life, but only a poor life.

Nie Yang's lips sneered slightly. Anyway, in the previous life, he was also a clan, and he was a beloved child of 800, but now he is a beggar. Even if he struggles up, he is at best ranked among the cold, and despised and glared. Feeling unwilling to think so.

However, it is too early to think of these now, he must first solve the problem of eating and heating.

Nie Yang thought and went, and followed the memory to the only private servant near the village.

The assessment system in this world is not the same as the assessment system he knows.

The pattern of Imperial Examinations is somewhat similar to the teaching promotion system implemented by Lan Tinggong in Maru.

Fortunately, it was the imperial examinations, not the judges, otherwise Nie Yang would not be able to climb in his life.

Appraisal scholars value their ancestry and appearance, but talent is second.

Nie Yang's identity is just a beggar, and Hanmen is not counted. She is always refused to be out of officialdom just by her birth.

Imperial Examiner, he has a few chances.

Nie Yang froze and went hungry, secretly peeked out the private window, glimpsed what the teacher said, and added a little satisfaction.

Although the history of this dynasty is very different from what he knows, the words of the two are the same. Nie Yang does not need to be illiterate.

The private master noticed the beggar outside the window and didn't care much.

The beggar often came here every time to pick up the leftover food from the students. Looking at the poor, he occasionally gave up.

The Master took a few exams of yesterday's homework, and each student was so embarrassed that he was disappointed.

At this time, he heard a muttering sound outside the window, listened carefully, did not drop a word, and looked again, it was the beggar.

"Will you carry it?" The Master asked.

Nie Yang was happy, but said, "I just remembered it."

After hearing this, the Master was shocked and said with interest, "What else would you memorize?"

Nie Yang opened his mouth and recite the content of the Analects that the Master spoke today.

It is also strange to say that it is a strange dynasty, but Confucius and Mencius still have it, it is really tenacious.

The Master murmured, "It's really smart, it's a pity ..."

If there is money to come to school and receive education, maybe this child can still be a talent, but unfortunately he is a beggar with this meal, and talent can only be wasted. Nie Yang revealed his doubts in a timely manner and asked the Master about his confusion about one of the Analects.

The Master laughed indifferently, "What confusion can you have?"

With this patience, it would be good if he didn't fall back, can he still have his own opinions?

If it was a beggar before, it would not be possible, but Nie Yang is different.

On talent learning, ten masters tied together may not be Nie Yang's opponents.

Why?

Nie Yang was born in the Gaomen clan in his previous life, and the educational resources in front of Nie Yang were the top ones at that time. He received an elite education. There was never a shortage of pens, inks and inks. Masters were famous scholars and Confucian masters. Rarely seen by Hanmen's children were read by him.

It is said that Nie Yang was very talented. Even if he was stupid, so many teaching resources were dropped, which is much better than ordinary Hanmen. At present, the Master Han has been studying hard for more than ten years, and after a few township exams, he has not passed the examination.

Nie Yang's acting skills are unquestionable. Even if he is in a disadvantage, he can create the most suitable opportunity.

The Master was terrified after listening.

Nie Yang said, "The boy can do all the dirty work, and ask the master to do well and give the boy a bite to eat."

The master frowned, "It's not Kaishantang here."

Although there was no disdain for Nie Yang, the strong sarcasm in the words could be heard by those who were not deaf.

Nie Yang's past and present are all smiling and tigers. All emotions are covered deep inside, and outsiders can't peek into one or two.

He can distinguish the priorities, and now life is the most important thing. At this moment, there are some setbacks and frustrations that he can stand.

"Although the boy is not talented, he also knows the word shame." Nie Yang lowered his attitude, saying one word at a time, "Sir, if there is a job such as copying and engraving, the boy will be able to do it. As in today's cold land Frozen, if there is no way out, the boy is afraid that he will not be able to end the spring. "

Nie Yang's level of knowledge is okay. The master's reputation in Shilibaxiang is also good. He can still play emotional cards.

Sure enough, the Master heard what Nie Yang said, and asked him now, "Will you copy and seal?"

Nie Yang nodded, and at the same time exposed two frostbite-filled hands appropriately, saying succinctly, "Writing is a way of writing. I used to watch the Master ’s teaching secretly and practiced it with a tree branch for a long time. It ’s just that my hands are freezing hard. Writing, I'm afraid it doesn't look good. "

The Master looked down at Nie Yang's hands and almost frosted into a dark blue color. The cracked frostbite saw a bit of distress in life.

Thinking of it this way, he gave birth to some pity.

If the child can really copy it, it's OK to give him a bite to eat.

Words have no basis, even if the Master is a kind-hearted man, he will not believe Nie Yang's words casually, but still have to test his words.

The master doesn't think that a child who hasn't learned systematically can rely on how he can write better.

Nie Yang felt relieved when he saw the Master's attitude loose.

He first painfully washed away the stains on his hands and forearms with ice and snow, and then folded his sleeves to write, so as not to dirty the desk case and pen and paper. Nie Yang's attitude was reverent and pure, which attracted the Master greatly. Nie Yang's words are naturally good. After all, they are students taught by calligraphy masters, but they have changed their bodies, feel wrong, and have insufficient wrist strength.

Rao is so, the Master is still surprised.

Nie Yang is of scholarly origin, and is best at writing two typefaces. One is the "wan style", which is popular in Zhongli, and the other is the ink style.

These two fonts were created by the modern calligraphy of Zhongli.

The person who created the "Gentle Body" was a gentleman woman. At that time, the "Four Women" had not yet tossed out, and the status of the gentleman woman was extremely high. At first glance, the lady's copybook was romantic and graceful. Many noble ladies followed suit. . Many scholar-minded teenagers who like fashion also like to study in Lintong. Nie Yang is also a member of the star-hunting tribe. The "hand-like body" in one hand is more charming than many women.

Nie Yang's teacher created the calligraphy of "ink body", and "ink body" is also the most written typeface by Nie Yang.

This typeface is famous for its thick, square, clear and transparent, and Nie Yang's hard study of "ink body" is also to conceal the true temperament.

After all, everyone says "characters are like their own people", and you can see a person's nature through words.

It turns out that this is fart.

Nie Yang's "motif" learned the essence of the teacher. Outsiders think he is a gentleman, but who knows that he is a villain who is good at calculation.

The character at this time is naturally the most influential "ink body" of Nie Yang.

"Do you really ... practice it yourself?"

The Master looked at Nie Yang with complex eyes. He didn't know that this beggar was so talented that he was almost buried.

Nie Yang nodded, and twisted his fingers pitifully, Baba said, "The boy begged the master to do well, and allowed the boy to eat."

The master sighed, "Well, the work of copying and engraving is entrusted to you. Two meals a day, is it OK?"

Nie Yang laughed, "Thank you Master, if the boy comes to Japan, he will never forget Master Ende."

"At the time of Qingyun?" The Master smiled and waved, "How can there be such a simple thing, please take care of yourself and say it."

Why is Nie Yang setting private property as a goal?

Because he needs a way of life, he is not willing to be an ordinary person. If he does not work hard to find a way out, is he going to starve to death in the broken temple?

Some private books are collected, and Nie Yang is here to help, not only can he read books to learn more about this era, but also can solve the problem of food and clothing.

He looked at the rice paper on the table and sighed.

Although there was paper in the previous life, the paper was very precious and the output was small. Many small clans could only use thick bamboo slips, knife and pen for lettering.

At this moment, even a bachelor of private education could use such uniform and delicate paper.

It can be seen that the overall level in this era should be much better than the previous life.

The frostbite on the hands and feet was itchy and painful, but Nie Yang seemed to feel nothing, and began to transcribe as usual.

At first I was a bit uncomfortable. I copied it all afternoon and it was much faster.

After a while, the Master sent him a set of white-washed clothes with two wooden boxes on it.

"You wear this suit, and some plaster for frostbite." The Master asked him, "Can you get a foothold?"

"The boy now lives in a ruined temple three miles away."

"The ruined temple is windy on all sides. What is the difference between you and the open field when you live there?" The master frowned when he heard it. Chai Fang stayed and planned when the weather was warm. "

Nie Yang's eyes showed gratitude, sincerely, "Thank you Master."

Since the beginning of the day, Nie Yang has settled down in the private chalet.

Bai Ri diligently copied the books borrowed by the Master for the Master, and secretly wrote down the contents.

The master offers two meals a day, but each portion is sufficient. Unconsciously, in March, the private school was out of school that day, the master went to work in the town, and Nie Yang had no tasks, so he lay lazy under the corridor. When he opened his eyes, the sky was full of red clouds.

The Master sat and looked at him, "You have been here for more than a month, and I still don't know your name."

Nie Yangdao, "The boy's surname is Nie, with a single foreign name."

The parents of this life died prematurely, and they did not have time to take their names. Nie Yang did not know their surnames and simply used the previous life.

"Nie Yang? There are many foreigners. The rivers and oceans are flowing, and the north stream is alive." The master laughed. "It's a wonderful sight."

After a pause, the Master asked him, "Do you have any other family members?"

Nie Yang froze and shook his head. "No ..."

He is lonely, renegade, and there is no family.

"I just heard that you murmured" Nie Qing "in your dreams and thought it was your living relative." The Master regretted, "Your talent is very good. If your family is willing to study for you, you can still have a future on the government. When it comes to Guangzong Yaozu, at least he can live comfortably. "

When the master said "Nie Qing", Nie Yang's face was completely white and bloodless.

Since he woke up, he has been running for life, and in the dead of night, he has restrained himself from thinking about the things that he did not want in the previous life.

Unexpectedly ... he whispered in his dream?

"What's wrong? But where is it uncomfortable?"

"Thank you Master for your concern. The boy is very nice, but I suddenly think of my cousin, and I feel very sad."

I don't know what Master's brain made up, and hope to add a little compassion to Nie Yang's eyes.

_ (: з ”∠) _ The next chapter is also Fanwai. I am determined to write down all the ancient feudal brotherhoods before the end, and then call Dragon Ball.

(End of this chapter)