Yongzheng is modern

Every world and every era has its own set of rules. Some people profit from the rules, while others fail because of the rules.In the era of Yongzheng, even if Yinzhen was king, he could only change the rules slowly.

Coming to this strange world and era, when Yinzhen returned to his simple home, the first thing he did was to read a book, and only books could answer all his doubts.

After the trio finished their meal and packed up, Ai Dongzhi and Luo Yunhe got up to say goodbye and left.

Yinzhen opened another door of the living room, and an elegant fragrance of ink came to his face, which was the unparalleled tranquility he felt after coming to this world.The layout of the room is completely arranged according to the ancient study. The Chinese-style desk has a brush holder, hanging various types of brushes, and an inkstone and a few inkstones next to it. The fragrance of ink in the room comes from the ink. .

Yinzhen walked into the room and closed the door behind him. Since there are pens, inkstones and inkstones, where do you put the paper?

After approaching, Yinzhen saw three bookcases on the left, right and rear sides of the desk. There were various books in them. The labels made of the bookcases said Ming and Qing solitary books, modern literature, ancient literature, etc. On the front of the desk, hung a A self-proclaimed "Cooking Books" banner, vigorous yet full-bodied, unrestrained yet composed.

After the word is written a gift letter, Ouyang Yue.

Yinzhen looked at the book and nodded.

When I approached the bookcase and looked for my favorite book, I suddenly found the category that said "textbook".There are some old-looking books neatly stacked on the bookshelves, from the first grade to the third year of high school. Curiously, I took out the Chinese books of the first grade, opened the page and saw the "simple" immature font, like It is like just learning to write, crooked, but with the innocence and childishness of a child.

From the first grade with many pictures and few words to the senior grades with few pictures and many words, Yinzhen sat on the chair behind the desk. The desk was already filled with textbooks of all ages and courses, from Chinese and mathematics in primary school to high school later. History, politics, Chinese, mathematics, English.

From plain vernacular in the third grade to a chapter in classical Chinese in the senior grades, from a few letters to a large number of articles in English, from the simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division called Arabic numerals to the later functions.

Yinzhen really felt the pain when he read the history of junior high school. Speaking of what he read earlier, even though it was mentioned in the Chinese document, it didn’t explain it directly, and the notes were not very detailed. Only by opening the history book, It was only when Yinzhen really read that period of history that he felt the pain in his heart, bitterness and disappointment for his descendants, mixed with thousands of feelings.

Looking at the approach to New China, it says that only socialism can save China, and the whole of China is in turmoil. Eight years of resistance against Japan and three years of war of resistance, until Mao Zedong said in 1949 that "the Chinese people have stood up", Yinzhen did not deny it, and he himself feel proud.

"Lingling..." The bell rang suddenly in this space, Yinzhen raised his head, subconsciously looked out the window, it was almost dark.

"Hey, brat, I'm going to the South Railway Station, come and pick me up quickly." Grandpa Jian roared angrily, and heard the laughter of other people.

crows fly by...

Yinzhen naturally took the key hanging on the side of the living room in his hand, locked the door, walked to the car on the side of the road, and sat in the driver's seat.

Looking at these instruments, Yinzhen suddenly felt some black lines. The series of actions he just had were all due to his subconscious mind, that is to say, simple memory.I am an ancient person, how can someone who should disappear open this new gadget.

When Yinzhen arrived at South Station, it was already an hour later, don't ask Yinzhen if he can drive, the answer is simple, Yinzhen is just relying on simple memory and subconscious mind.

Yinzhen leaned on the car, looking at the crowd beside him, he sighed!China has a population of 13 billion, which is really a lot.Pick up the phone, "Grandpa, where are you? I'm here at the main entrance, okay, I'll wait for you."

After a while, Yinzhen saw several old men coming towards Yinzhen with bags and boxes in their hands, and Yinzhen hurried up to help.

"Are you going on a trip? Or are you kidnapping?" Yinzhen said to an old man who looked very energetic and his eyes were narrowed because of his smile, and he took several old men with their luggage.

"Old Jiantou, this is your grandson! Not bad! He is a handsome man, quite imposing, but the more he looks, the less he looks like you." Several other old people joked.

"Which eye do you look at? My grandson doesn't look like me?" Old Jane deliberately blew his beard and stared, making the other three laugh.Yinzhen's heart was warm, like the sunshine in spring.

"Let's talk in the car." Yinzhen hurriedly stacked their luggage in the trunk of the luggage. He collected books from the most cultural relics in the bookcase and added what Old Jane said to him last time, Yinzhen was almost the same. Know what old Jane is doing now and what her hobbies are.This time, looking at the things they dragged so carefully, they knew that they should be the things they searched in Tianjin.

The old men in the back looked at Jian Yi lightly placing their things, and all cast praises on Old Jian for his grandson.Old Jane raised her eyebrows proudly.

"Little Jane, do you know what fun grandpa has encountered this time?" Old Jane said impatiently after getting into the car, and Yinzhen drove the car calmly.

"Last time you told me that you found something good, but when you brought it back, it was a fake Yongzheng vase. What is it this time?" After Yinzhen finished speaking, he was startled, and his mind quickly The screen at that time flashed.

"This time it must be true, this time Grandpa discovered Yongzheng's imperial brush Buddhist scriptures." Old Jian was told by Xiao Jian that he blew his beard and stared, and said solemnly.

The three old men behind saw the conversation between old Jane and young Jane, and laughed one after another. For these two people, the old is disrespectful to the old, and the young is disrespectful to the young, but they have a different taste.Several people couldn't help sighing, their grandsons looked like little Jane, and they were joking with this old man.

When Yinzhen heard that it was Yongzheng's imperial brush Buddhist scriptures, he clicked.

"Ah!" "S"

"Stinky boy, do you think I live too long, old man?" Old Jian was startled by Yinzhen's sudden brake, and stared at Yinzhen with wide eyes.

Yinzhen woke up immediately, apologized to the three old people who were scared behind him, and continued to drive the car. "Isn't it shocking to hear you say that you got Yongzheng's imperial brush Buddhist scriptures? I really want to appreciate it now."

Because of Xiao Jian's words, Old Jane laughed triumphantly.