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Chapter 20 Departure, 1402

Jiang Yuqing thought to herself, the boy in front of him has such a memory and eagerness to learn, how can he be a key point in the college entrance examination?

Alas, he must be unable to study hard because of family reasons. Maybe he has many younger brothers and sisters in his family. He has to earn money to support the family at a young age, so he missed the opportunity to study.

Thinking of how hard this child is, yet his fate is so unfair to him, and thinking of how he was born into a wealthy family, and the journey has been smooth and smooth, maybe even any material enjoyment of his own may be out of reach of this child in his entire life.

If he had the chance to go to college, he would definitely be able to change his fate, right?What a pity.

"Little classmate, do you like reading?" Jiang Yuqing looked at Wang Dong and couldn't help asking gently.

Accompanied by Teacher Jiang's title, Wang Dong felt that the eyes of men around him were almost incinerating him.

But the system task must be completed, Wang Dong instantly looked innocent: "Yes."

"What are you reading these books for?"

The system didn't pop up an option, which means it can be played freely, and Wang Dong opened his mouth to this kind of nonsense.

"I like history and want to write a historical novel, so I came here to check the information."

"So that's the case." Jiang Yuqing nodded, the reason is quite plausible.

A child who has no chance to go to college wants to write a historical novel. Although Jiang Yuqing doesn't think Wang Dong can write it, she doesn't want to hit him either.

"Then you add my WeChat, if you have any questions in the future, you can come to the teacher, okay?"

Was it this direction?

After doing a few missions, Wang Dong found that checking historical data is quite a cumbersome job, and sometimes it is really difficult without the help of professionals. He knew that this was probably the purpose of the system to make him impress Jiang Yuqing, which was equivalent to impressing Jiang Yuqing. I found a data officer myself.

He quickly and honestly replied: "Thank you, teacher, you are very kind."

Teacher Jiang, who didn't know that he was positioned as a data officer, nodded.

The two took out their mobile phones and sat together intimately.

"Teacher, you can scan mine."

"Well, yes."

"What's your name, classmate?"

"Wang Dong, teacher, my name is Wang Dong."

Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, if jealousy can kill, Wang Dong believes that he has been reincarnated and ascended to heaven several times in the eyes of the boys around him.

"Goodbye mom, I'm going on a long voyage tonight..." Ten days later, Wang Dong sang a song, drew the curtains of his house, and changed into a Taoist robe in the room.

At this time, Wang Dong's appearance was quite different from that of a few days ago. He hadn't shaved for a few days, and he had a mustache under his jaw. A handsome ancient Taoist.

Wang Dong held a gossip bronze mirror and looked at his attire in satisfaction, "With professional guidance, it's different, at least you don't have to go to ancient times to change clothes."

In the past few days, he finally felt the significance of the system allowing him to have a good relationship with Jiang Yuqing. Jiang Yuqing was really kind to Wang Dong, and the guidance was also very professional.Wang Dong previously thought that if he went to the Ming Dynasty with some gold and silver, and then found a way to sneak into the palace, he would be able to find out the whereabouts of Zhu Yunwen.But with the help of Jiang Yuqing, Wang Dong finally knew what it was like outside Nanjing in 1402.

In 1402, the Battle of Jingnan had reached its final stage. The whole city of Nanjing was extremely tense, and the city was bound to be under martial law all the time. It was difficult for ordinary people to enter Nanjing.

At Wang Dong's request, Jiang Yuqing thought for a long time, and finally told Wang Dong that the identity that could run around in ancient times without being too suspicious was probably a monk.

So in the next ten days, Wang Dong searched for information about the Jingnan Battle, and went to Qingshuihe Antique City to buy a bunch of equipment.

Fortunately, the attire of Taoist priests has not changed much from the Ming and Qing Dynasties to modern times, and it is relatively easy to get a traditional Taoist robe.

The system only allows Wang Dong to carry close-fitting clothing when traveling. Other things can only enter the historical time and space through the storage ring. , the money in the pocket was directly embezzled by the system.

After that, Wang Dong became honest, so except for Taoist robes and silk shoes that can be worn on the body, Wang Dong put all his things in the storage ring.

"Tie Rod, I can't take you this time. Keep an eye on the door and don't let anyone in."

After getting all the equipment ready, loaded the black gun and put it into the ring, Wang Dong instructed the iron rod.

The iron rod made a wow-wah-wah sound, as if to indicate that he had definitely completed the task.

Wang Dong nodded in satisfaction, walked into the bedroom on silk shoes, and locked the door behind him.

Mission: Lost track of Emperor Jianwen.Time and space, March of the lunar calendar in 1402.Location, outside Nanjing city.Task time: 3 months.

Wang Dong took a deep breath and clicked the button on the screen to start traveling.

When I opened my eyes again, there was already a winding river in front of me.

Wang Dong could feel the temperature around him drop significantly.

He knew that it was midsummer in Star City when he came, and he was outside Nanjing in the early spring of March 1402 AD. It was naturally a bit cold.

The surrounding market was quite lively, with crowds coming and going, almost no one would notice Wang Dong, a little Taoist priest who suddenly appeared in the bushes.

Wang Dong found a stall selling deep-fried dough sticks, and bought a deep-fried dough stick with a few copper coins.

Of course, the money was bought in the Qingshui River. The wholesale price of the imitation Hongwu Tongbao produced by a small workshop in the 21st century is [-] cents, and the price of the non-old version is even lower.

Wang Dong took the fried dough sticks, and asked the old man who sold fried dough sticks in Nanjing Mandarin:

"Zhang Zhang, have you arrived in Nanjing?"

The old man selling fried ghosts was already happy when he saw Wang Dong's copper coins gleaming with gold. The Hongwu Tongbao was quite poorly cast, and ordinary people with such a quality would be reluctant to spend it.

Looking at Wang Dong's upright appearance, he looks like a Taoist priest with a background, he dared not neglect in his heart, and replied respectfully: "Little Taoist priest, I don't know where Nanjing is, but the capital is right in front of me."

Wang Dong smiled, and he also said that it was easy to say. It was before Zhu Di moved the capital, and the capital of Ming Dynasty was Nanjing. When he asked where Nanjing is, people were naturally confused.

"Just go to the capital, how to get there."

"That's convenient. This is the Qinhuai River in front of you. If you go to the east, you can reach the Sanshan Gate in less than a stick of incense. The Taoist priest can enter the capital from there."

Wang Dong nodded, only then did he realize that he was now in the western suburbs of Nanjing in the Ming Dynasty, and hurried to the east.

Soon, Wang Dong came to the city of Nanjing, and a water and land gate appeared in front of him. Wang Dong knew that this was the Sanshan Gate of Nanjing City. In the modern time and space he came from, cracks appeared in the city wall of Nanjing Sanshan Gate in the 50s Collapsed, in order to avoid continuing to hurt people, and to clean up the Qinhuai River, the gate was later demolished.

Outside Sanshan Gate is Shuiximen Street. There are many shops between Mochou Lake and Nanhu Lake on both sides. Merchants and pedestrians come and go. With the development of productivity and the emergence of commodity economy, Nanjing Guanxiang in the Ming Dynasty is compared with Wang Dongshang. The market town in the Qin and Han Dynasties that a mission went to was not a little bit prosperous.

But Wang Dong didn't have time to travel. It was almost dusk, and the city gate would be closed if he didn't enter. Wang Dong hurriedly walked towards Sanshan Gate.

(End of this chapter)