Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

The next day.

Qiao Jing was woken up early by the crowing of roosters outside the house.

The morning sun shone into the room, he rubbed his sleepy eyes, and subconsciously reached out to touch under the pillow, but found nothing.

By the way, he just remembered that they were no longer in the original world.

Thanks to their previous experience in the Republic of China, both Qiao Jing and Jing Xinglan have adapted well to the ancient life: there is no running water, but there is a well not far from home, and the stream is also mountain spring water flowing down from the mountain, which is sweet and clear; Electricity, then make your own fire and use the stove to cook, move the table to the courtyard, look at the green water and green mountains in the distance, enjoy the cool morning breeze in the mountains in the morning, steamed buns with local homemade cold wild vegetables, is also a A rich and nutritious breakfast.

"What are your plans today?" Qiao Jing was still asking Jing Xinglan during the meal.

"Don't worry, I'm very free." Jing Xinglan said, "But I just saw that the house is short of salt and kerosene is not much. Is there any sale in these villages?"

Qiao Jing had just been here for a day, so of course she didn't know about this.

He guessed: "In a village like this, there should be a market every ten days and half a month, right? But here is so close to the capital, maybe there is no need to go to the market at all, and you can buy it just by going to the city."

"If I had known this, I should have brought something here..." Jing Xinglan sighed, and said to himself, his eyes slightly annoyed.

"What?" Qiao Jing didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing," Jing Xinglan said sternly, "If it doesn't work, let's exchange it with the villagers first. There are still a lot of meat products at home. And since you are a native of Liujia Village, you should also have your own land. ?”

"Yes," Qiao Jing asked 008 yesterday. With a bun in his mouth, he casually pointed to the east direction, "It's not far ahead, half an acre of barren land, basically no one has taken care of it."

Jing Xinglan raised his eyebrows: "I remember that country people seem to value their fields very much, why are they left unused?"

"Who knows, maybe I think it's too small to grow anything." Qiao Jing recalled the scene he saw along the way yesterday, "Many young people here have gone out to do business or work, and those who stay are old people. For a generation of women and women with children, picking tea from the mountains can earn more money than hard work in farming.”

They brewed a pot of green tea produced and fried in Liujia Village this morning. Qiao Jing took a sip and felt the fragrance on her lips and teeth, with an endless aftertaste. Swept away.

The tea leaves in Liujia Village are large, and the buds and leaves alone are different from ordinary teas. The freshly picked tea leaves are bright green in color, and after being soaked in boiling water, they will appear verdant in the water.The taste is a bit similar to the Lu'an Guapian that Qiao Jing drank in modern times, but with a little bit of Mingqian Longjing's sweetness and softness, it is indeed a rare good tea.

"Not to mention anything else," Jing Xinglan said with a smile, "I think this place has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and it is also rich in tea. It is indeed a good place to live in seclusion. Compared with the tribute tea drunk by the royal family, it is not far behind."

Qiao Jing glanced at him: "It seems that your life yesterday was quite rich."

Jing Xinglan laughed softly.

After breakfast, Qiao Jing packed up the dishes and saw that Jing Xinglan had borrowed a hoe from outside - but he claimed to have bought it with money, and Qiao Jing didn't care about him, since Jing Xinglan kept the hoe in good condition. He is not a nobleman, and he has to go to his country to farm to experience life, so let him do it.

Just like Tao Yuanming, what you plant is not the field, but your state of mind.

I hope his planting level can be better than that of Mr. Tao. Qiao Jing sat behind the desk, looked at the man's leaving back and thought silently, don't plant some kind of beans. taste.

But before officially starting their farming life in Daliang, Jing Xinglan grabbed the wings of the big goose in the courtyard and went to find the man from yesterday.

When he opened the door and saw Jing Xinglan's current appearance, the man was shocked again.

"This...you are..." He was about to go out to work, when the nobleman he bumped into last night came to the door in person, the man immediately panicked and didn't know what to say.

What made him even more incomprehensible was why Jing Xinglan was dressed like a countryman?

Jing Xinglan smiled and sent back the big goose who dared not speak out, and lied casually: "Actually, the nobleman you saw yesterday was not me, but because I look more like a nobleman, so I was appreciated by him and promoted to be a subordinate. Now that I have earned enough money, I am going to come to Liujia Village to retire. Qiao Jing is my friend, so that nobleman also wanted to come to see him, so he left last night."

The man was stunned when he heard that: "Yes, is that so?"

"That's not true." Jing Xinglan shook hands with him enthusiastically, "From now on, we will all be fellow villagers, so we don't need to see outsiders."

"……Oh."

The man left contentedly, leaving the man staring blankly at the big goose quacking at his back in front of the door, always feeling that something was wrong.

Behind him, the boy who had just woken up poked his head out, yawned, and asked in a daze, "Father, what's the matter, who came just now?"

The man came back to his senses and glared at him: "You don't get up until the sun shines on your butt! Follow me to the ground today, don't think about being lazy anymore!"

The boy immediately yelled: "But Dad, I want to learn to read and write with Mr.—"

"Read a fart!" the man scolded, "Look at that Ma Laoliu in the next village, he was the most noisy in the school back then, and everyone shouted and beat him in the house, and he didn't recognize a single word of Dou Da, now go out and break it by yourself Yes, it’s only been two years, and I have sent countless good things to my family! Our family is not a rich family, and we may not be able to eat white rice and noodles. What kind of books are you studying? You deserve to be poor! When you get rich, It’s not too late to tell your son to go to school!”

After a pause, he muttered in a low voice again: "Don't say anything else, just say your gentleman, yes, he is a scholar, and everyone in the village calls him Mr. He used to give him good things during festivals. But now The school has been disbanded, and the children don't go to school with him anymore. If you want money or not, the land is just so big. What's the matter with his ten... ten fingers? Hey, anyway, the family doesn't even have a daughter-in-law who does housework , I still don’t know how to live in the future.”

The young man wanted to make excuses, but the man was already impatient, so he raised his palm as big as a cattail fan, and said viciously: "Stinky boy, are you going to talk back again? Go wash your face, bring the dry food, and don't leave to see me slap you!" I won't smoke you!"

Seeing this, the boy didn't dare to make any more noise, so he could only go back to the house dejectedly.

Qiao Jing still doesn't know that in the eyes of the villagers in Liujia Village, she has become the kind of prince and princess who doesn't touch the spring water with her fingers, but in fact, this statement is indeed true in a certain sense.Except for washing the dishes and cleaning up occasionally, Jing Xinglan is basically responsible for other things in the house.In modern times, he is mainly responsible for cooking and shopping. In ancient times, he was also very quick at various carpentry tasks. When renting a house in the Republic of China, the man even made a small bench for Rouge so that she could hold 008 , It is also very convenient when choosing dishes.

As for Qiao Jing...

He really wanted to say that he was the one responsible for making money, but Xinglan was not short of money in every world scene, and he sometimes felt frustrated, but every time he took the initiative to work, not to mention messing up the pot, the taste was always a bit unsatisfactory of.

Over time, Jing Xinglan also saw his embarrassment, and comforted him by saying that he didn't need to take it to heart, and that he was willing to cook for Qiao Jing for the rest of his life.

Before Qiao Jing could be moved, the man's next words made him instantly look expressionless:

"Because of this skill, you can write two more chapters."

Qiao Jing: Thank you, but there is no need to urge updates to this point.

But as a writer who makes a living by writing, to use Yuan Chengdao's unreasonable and unreasonable saying, all creators in the world will spend their lives between "inspiration is like diabetes insipidus" and "constipated and can't hold back anything". wandering back and forth between the states.

Qiao Jing is no exception.

At this moment, he was sitting at the desk, staring at a book in front of him in a daze.

Last night, he and Jing Xinglan finished reading "The Chronicles of the Liang Dynasty", even though Jing Xinglan fell asleep after reading half of it, he was the only one who actually finished it.This book is the history of this dynasty compiled by the current Holy Lord himself, and it also involves some content about the previous dynasty. It is certain that there will be some rebuttals, but it does make Qiao Jing understand the era they are in now. deeper understanding.

The level of wealth in Daliang is even better than that of the Northern Song Dynasty, but it is not as important as the Song Dynasty. Regarding this point, those small border countries that were almost wiped out by the Daliang Frontier Army have the most say.

Moreover, there is also a special "craftsman's office" in the imperial court, which is used to accommodate those extraordinary folk craftsmen, and those who perform well can be promoted to rank.So far, craftsmen all over the world are crazy about it, and they regard it as the ultimate dream of their ancestors to enter the craftsman's office. Every year, a large number of inventions are born in the capital and spread to various places in Daliang to improve the economy, people's livelihood and military level.

There are also many foreigners who specially come to the academy affiliated to the Craftsman Institute to learn these knowledge, but the tuition fees are also extremely high, and many of them are sent by the whole country to send two or three, so Daliang earns a lot of money every year just by relying on this foreign exchange. earned a lot.

The entire "Da Liang Dynasty Chronicle" is full of such descriptions. Qiao Jing can see that the current emperor should be an enlightened monarch, and 008 also said so.

But under the seemingly prosperous atmosphere, he still discovered the huge hidden dangers hidden in this powerful country.

Now Daliang's commerce and trade are developed, and its productivity has reached the level of the first industrial revolution in the West, so the policy of emphasizing agriculture and suppressing business is naturally no longer mentioned.However, just like what the man said yesterday, ordinary people today are engaged in business as the first class, working as the second class, and farming as the third class. Only a very small number of people will choose to take the road of studying for the imperial examination.

But from ancient times to the present, there are very few people who can make money in business. The common people only see those who make a lot of money, and don't see the rest who even lost their ancestors' money.On the other hand, the children of high-ranking officials rely on the recommendation system to easily become officials in the court, and many of them don't even need to take the imperial examination.If things go on like this for a long time...

Anyway, just from the trend Qiao Jing saw in Liujiacun, it was already very bad.

However, this was not something Qiao Jing wanted to consider. He was not from Daliang, so thinking about this was just to understand the basic situation of this dynasty and whether there were any taboos.

Although Daliang already has newspapers and various novels, ah no, it should be said to be story books, which are also popular among the people, but after all, it is a country under the ancient feudal system. Qiao Jing must be more cautious before deciding on the subject, don't touch it What can't touch the red line.

Fortunately, in terms of culture, Daliang has an unusually open atmosphere.Qiao Jing also found a collection of books similar to "Jin Ping Mei" at home. He flipped through a few pages and found that there were illustrations in it, and there were not only men and women, but also men and women, men and women, women and men and women... ... Rao even a modern person like him saw it as an eye-opener.

In the end, he silently put the book in the deepest part of the drawer, thinking that no matter what, Jing Xinglan couldn't see it.

After dispelling the impact of those illustrations, Qiao Jing calmed down again, holding the pen, thinking about the new article.

In fact, after experiencing those things yesterday, he already had an idea.

——He wants to write a story about a scholar for the common people in this world.

But Qiao Jingsi thought about it all morning, and set up several versions of the protagonist's character, and finally found that for this story, his current identity-an unemployed teacher at home, turned out to be the best choice.

As for the name...

Considering the general cultural level of people in this world, Qiao Jing decided to choose the most straightforward title that can arouse the interest of ordinary people as the title of the book.

In terms of attracting attention, there is nothing more powerful than those Internet novels that were all the rage on the Internet ten years ago.Qiao Jing recalled the painting style of their small group of authors a few years ago, and wrote a few large characters on the paper with a brush:

"Rebirth: The First Aspect of the Great Liang"

From the title of the book, we can see the context of the whole story. For this book, Qiao Jing didn't spend too much time on it. He just made a simple transition from beginning to end, and then finalized the outline.

But sometimes simple stories can often achieve the best results, and many fancy settings can easily make readers confused. I suspect that if I publish this book in Daliang, let alone ordinary people, even civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty may not be able to understand it.

This book tells the story of an unemployed and impoverished teacher who was extremely disappointed with the students dropping out of school, and finally worked hard to pass the imperial examination all the way to the capital to participate in the imperial examination, and finally became the prime minister of the dynasty step by step.

008 jumped onto the desk, glanced at the outline he had written, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "What about the relationship line? Is there no heroine in this book?"

Qiao Jing: "..."

He really forgot about it.

However, being old also has its benefits. In this era, people are not tired of stories about gifted scholars and beautiful women, and even the most old-fashioned ladies from rich families are still popular when they fall in love at first sight.After thinking about it for a while, Qiao Jing added some new ideas to this old-fashioned routine. It can be regarded as arranging a twists and turns for the relationship line, and then simply modified the details, and the outline was completed.

Studying, becoming an official, and honoring the ancestors, these three points can make people flock to them no matter what era they are in.The reason why many upgrade novels are enduring is that they project a part of people's desire for life achievement in reality.

But the same is to write the protagonist to achieve the goal step by step. Writers of different levels naturally have different feelings when writing.

The master is nothing more than "Journey to the West". As one of the four great masterpieces, the writing style has let countless latecomers bow down.Qiao Jing naturally did not dare to compare with these seniors, he could only do his best within his own scope.When deciding on the protagonist's name, he looked at the inkstone on the table, and with a flash of inspiration, he decided to name the teacher Mei Qingyun, with the word inkstone.

Mei Qingyun was the only teacher within a [-]-mile radius of Ping'an Village. When he was young, he took part in the imperial examination and barely got a scholar. After that, he made no progress.At the age of [-], he also died of the desire to study and become an official. He laughed at himself that he was doomed to be "no blue cloud" in his life, and decided to be a teacher in the village in An Ansheng. The sage books have been written for so many years.

Although he didn't have any exam skills, he was very good at teaching and educating people. He brought out batch after batch of students and was respected by villagers far and near.

But this year, his school could not continue.

Young people are no longer willing to study, everyone wants to go out to do business and make a fortune, and the villagers don't want to waste money sending their children to Mei Qingyun's school.

Now, Mei Qingyun is not only without Qingyun, he has no money, no job, no students, and can only buy alcohol at home all day long with his previous savings, but using alcohol to relieve his worries is even more worrying. In just half a month After a while, Mei Qingyun lost her personal appearance, walking on the road in broad daylight in a trance, not paying attention to one of her feet, and "boom" fell into the ditch next to her.

Since then, Mei Qingyun has gained the nickname "Mei Zha Cong".

He himself didn't know it, but the villagers secretly spread it, or a six-year-old child who was not sensible, pointed at him at the entrance of the village once and blurted out: "The plum blossom is here!" Although the adult next to him immediately covered his mouth and heel Mei Qingyun apologized, but Mei Qingyun still pursed her lips tightly, feeling extremely humiliated, turned around and went home without saying a word.

However, although this experience was humiliating, it was still not enough to cheer Mei Qingyun up.

Until that day, he received a letter from his former student, saying that he would go back to his hometown to visit him in a few days, and Mei Qingyun was very happy.Not only because this was his favorite student, he respected his teachers and loved his fellow countrymen, but also because he did a good job in writing, and he almost became a Jinshi last year. Proof that reading is still useful.

In order to welcome his beloved disciple, he tidied up the house specially, put on a new dress, prepared tea and waited for the students to come to the door, but no one came for a long time.

It wasn't until the next day that Mei Qingyun found out that the student had met a well-known wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River on the way back to the village and was invited by the other party, so he let his mentor's pigeons go without hesitation.

...and even forgot to tell him.

This incident hit Mei Qingyun like a bolt from the blue. After he knew it, he stood there for an hour, and finally laughed three times, and walked away without saying anything.

Many folks thought that even if Mei Qingyun was not mad at this moment, she would be completely devastated.Sure enough, Mei Qingyun stayed behind closed doors for three days and three nights. The villagers were so frightened that he thought he had committed suicide at home. The village chief even knocked on the door with a box of food, Reassure him not to take these small things to heart, if Mei Qingyun really suffers, everyone will help him solve it.

They thought that Mei Qingyun was humiliated because the school was disbanded, she lost her job, and was looked down upon by former students, but when Mei Qingyun opened the door, the villagers outside were surprised to find that the man who bought wine every day was a ghost The drunkard, who was not a ghost, disappeared, and was replaced by Mei Qingyun in a blue shirt with a flat expression.

——Mr. Mei, who was once respected by everyone in Ping'an Village, has come back.

During these three days and three nights, Mei Qingyun also figured it out.

Relying on others is worse than relying on yourself. Instead of telling the villagers time and time again that reading is important and useful, and placing hope on those students again and again, it is better to go directly to the battle and prove it with facts. There is a golden house in the book, and the words of the sages are all reasonable.

He said to the villagers: "I want to take the imperial examination again."

But Mei Qingyun was out of money. He had always followed the principle of "a gentleman is always poor".This time, after thinking about it, he plucked up his courage and asked the villagers to borrow money to take the exam.

Everyone present looked at me and I looked at you, and didn't speak for a while.

Mei Qingyun's heart also cooled down a little bit, but when he was trying to suppress the disappointment in his heart and clenched his fists to find another way out, the villagers did not silently refuse the loan request as he thought. Instead, after discussing in low voices, a representative was sent to ask him: "Mr. Mei, how much do you need? Let's see if we can make up enough."

Although Mei Qingyun was acting absurdly during this period of time, his character and knowledge were obvious to all in the past. This time, many folks also complained about his being let go by students. Every little bit of gentleman's behavior left a good impression on the hearts of the people in the village.

Seeing the sincere eyes of the villagers, Mei Qingyun took a deep breath, with tears in his eyes, and bowed deeply to them.

He choked up and said: "Everyone is so kind and virtuous, I, Mei Yanshu, will never forget it!"

Qiao Jing only wrote the beginning and put down the pen.At noon, the sun was shining, and he was about to go out to find Jing Xinglan, when he saw a man coming back from the field with a hoe on his shoulder.

"Guess what I found?" he asked with a laugh.