Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

It rained all night.

By noon the next day, the sky finally cleared up.Qiao Jing and Jing Xinglan waited patiently for another two days. After the road in the village became smooth and dry again, they set off for Daliang City.

Because of what happened a few days ago, when the people in Majia Village saw the two of them appearing in the village, their faces were both shocked and frightened. Even the village chief was alarmed, thinking that they were here to seek revenge of.A group of people were frightened for a long time, and they were discussing whether it was really impossible, so they pushed Ma Jinchen to take the blame. Unexpectedly, Qiao Jing and the others were really just passing by, and they didn't even give them a superfluous look.

The rumbling locomotive was coming from afar with white smoke. Its style was even simpler than what Qiao Jing had seen in the museum. The last carriage was even just a board. What a horrible scene it would be.

Jing Xinglan pulled Qiao Jing into the first-class cabin, relatively speaking, the environment here is the best, and there are chairs wrapped in dark satin for people to rest.Qiao Jing hugged 008, found an empty seat and sat down, watched Jing Xinglan negotiate with the conductor, and silently touched the dark red auspicious cloud pattern fringed curtains hanging by his side.

He has never seen anything like this, every detail contains a steam locomotive full of Chinese classical flavor.

There are retro wooden lanterns hanging on the roof of the carriage, and the table in the first class is a waisted eight immortals table fixed on the ground. The conductor brings white porcelain tea instead of coffee and cola—and there are more than a dozen kinds of tea alone. You can choose from green tea, black tea, black tea, scented tea, ginger tea and red dates and wolfberry tea to warm your stomach. It can be said that there are everything in the first class cabin.

Even the foreign passengers on the bus were mostly dressed in the same clothes as the Daliang people, and many of them showed a restrained attitude when talking with the conductor.They spoke crappy Daliang dialect, occasionally mixed with a few words of their own country, dancing and gesticulating with the conductor, and started sweating profusely without saying a few words.

The conductor probably saw a lot of such customers and negotiated with them calmly, but the smile on his face was obviously more genuine when facing the natives.

The speed of this locomotive is also much slower than the modern green leather train, but it took more than an hour to arrive at the station for a distance of more than ten kilometers.Therefore, when Qiao Jing and the others arrived at the station in Daliang City, it happened to be the busiest time in the morning market.

As soon as they left the station, there was a turmoil of people and cars and horses.The roads in Daliang City are wide and flat, and the main road of the city is enough for three carriages to drive side by side. The shops on both sides of the street are full of beautiful things, everything you need, some selling snacks, some selling vegetables and fruits, some selling beverages and clothing in Daliang ——It’s no different from those commercial streets at the exit of Hyundai High-speed Railway Station.

Many foreigners who have just arrived are fascinated by this colorful world, their eyes widen involuntarily, and they can't walk.However, there are also some who are very calm. It is probably not the first time they have come here, and they will ask loudly in Daliang language with their companions whether they want to buy some water to quench their thirst.

The overall architectural style of Daliang City is similar to the openness and grandeur of the Tang Dynasty, but most of them are not high, at most two or three floors.The tallest buildings in the city are the stupa in the northeast and the imperial city in the middle.

Jing Xinglan found a small bag of tomato seeds in front of a shop selling rare things from the Western Regions, but Qiao Jing saw on the sign written by the shop owner that this thing was actually sold as an ornamental plant.That's why when he heard that Jing Xinglan bought all these seeds, the shopkeeper looked at them with a surprised expression, and specially reminded: "Don't eat this fruit casually, be careful of getting sick!"

"Boss, do you have any other seeds?" Jing Xinglan smiled, did not explain, but raised his head and continued to ask.

"There are some more, but I don't know what they are. They were collected at a high price from a Western Region businessman. There are seeds and seedlings." The shopkeeper put down the long hookah in his hand and rummaged through the shop Fan, threw a few small cloth bags over, "Look, if you want it, I'll give it to you at a lower price."

Jing Xinglan took them apart and looked at them. He might not know them, but there were Qiao Jing and 008 here.

"Peppers, cauliflower, cantaloupe, potatoes, and a few more... don't recognize it."

Before coming here, Qiao Jing deliberately spent a day cramming up a lot of agricultural knowledge, but after all, it was just cramming, so it is already very good to be able to recognize so much.

008 added in a low voice: "It's the jasmine seed. The boss was cheated, or he knew it, and he was just cheating you."

Although jasmine is also very good, it is good to plant in the yard as an ornamental flower or to make tea at home, but it is certainly not the same as the precious seeds passed down from the Western Regions.So Jing Xinglan slaughtered the boss unceremoniously, and went to a nearby shop to buy some refined farm tools, and then went to the book market in Daliang City with Qiao Jing.

It is said to be a book market, but it is actually a street of book shops.On the street, there are peddlers squatting behind second-hand scripts and shouting enthusiastically, and there are also booksellers who are holding their sleeves and the gods are standing behind the shop waiting for customers to come to the door. But basically every shop has a poster Zhang eye-catching characters -

"High Price Collected Manuscripts"

Qiao Jing walked silently and did not look sideways, because Daliang is now popular with his weak and bookish appearance, and the social atmosphere is relatively open, so there are many girls who wink at him along the way, and some are bold He really wanted to throw the handkerchief to him, but Jing Xinglan frightened him back with a stern face.

It wasn't until he came here that he regained his energy all of a sudden. He glanced back and forth between these bookstores, as if he was looking for his cooperative bookseller in this world.

"Just buy books," Jing Xinglan said, "Don't look at the beautiful words of the booksellers here, they are indeed short of manuscripts, but they also suppress the prices really hard, and they will wash manuscripts, plagiarism is common, and modern The studios that hire gunmen are no different."

Qiao Jing frowned: "Then what should we do?"

"It's gotten better recently, because the government just sentenced a plagiarism case, and these booksellers are also bold enough to copy directly to the second-rank ministers of the court for the sake of sales," Jing Xinglan said helplessly, "But other ordinary literati , there is no such guarantee, so some people in the court have proposed to revise the law in this area, but there is no conclusion yet."

But he also comforted Qiao Jing: "But don't worry, I bought a bookstore, and the manuscript has not been accepted yet, and the workers are all idle, just waiting for you to finish the book."

008 complained: "It's no longer popular for presidents to contract fish ponds these days, have they switched to contracting publishing houses and bookstores?"

Qiao Jing: "..."

Now the pressure is on Yan Heqing's side.

But still the old saying-

What does the manuscript you urged Yan Heqing have to do with me, Qiao Jing?

Even after the initial surprise, the first thought that popped up in Qiao Jing's mind was that if Jing Xinglan came to be the boss of the bookseller, even if he didn't want to write occasionally, he wanted to procrastinate the manuscript, it should, probably , maybe... there is no problem, right?

Thinking of this, Qiao Jing's mood index suddenly rose by several percentage points.

He bought more than a dozen books on this street, because they were too heavy, even with Jing Xinglan helping to share them, Jing Xinglan simply suggested that they go to the palace to sit for a while and rest.

Qiao Jing had known for a long time that his status in this world was not simple, but he still didn't expect that the person who cooks for him is actually a prince.You know, there is only one younger brother of the same mother, the two are seven years apart, and the relationship is very good. If there is any good thing in the palace to pay tribute to, the first thing the emperor thinks of is not the concubine in the harem, but to send someone to hurry Send it to the palace.

It can be said that basically as long as Jing Xinglan doesn't move his thoughts, he can walk sideways in the entire girder without any problem.

"The emperor knows that you don't want to be a good prince, and you don't enjoy the glory and wealth, but you boil water and cook for me in the countryside every day?" Qiao Jing walked into the front yard of the palace, holding another cup of tea, and Jing Xing Lan sat in the garden pavilion in the backyard of the palace and chatted nonchalantly, with a hint of ridicule in his tone, "Like you poured me tea just now, if he saw it, I'm afraid he would cut off my head .”

"How could it be?" Jing Xinglan almost choked on the tea, and coughed a few times before recovering, "The emperor... that is my emperor brother, he has a really good temper. Although I have only seen He is one sided, but he is indeed a powerful person, so he has to be convinced."

But he also reminded Qiao Jing: "Da Liang is not happy to bow down, if you see the emperor, you can just bow and salute."

Qiao Jing put down the teacup, and asked curiously: "I read in "The Chronicle of the Liang Dynasty" that the current Majesty Wen Tao Wu Lue has great ambitions, and he doesn't pretend to be an ordinary person, but what is his real character?"

Jing Xinglan pondered for a moment, and said, "It's more close to the people, it doesn't seem to have any pretensions."

He also told Qiao Jing that on the day he first arrived in the palace, he ran into the emperor who ended his morning court early and came to see him excitedly for an outing in the suburbs, followed by a bitter little eunuch.As soon as we met, before Jing Xinglan could react, the emperor complained to him about all the troubles in the court today, and even scolded Prime Minister Li Yuanmu for being an elm-headed person who didn't know how to adapt, and sooner or later he would have to take off his black gauze hat Hurrying back to his hometown to farm and raise pigs, Jing Xinglan and the little eunuch next to him were covered in cold sweat.

Qiao Jing couldn't help laughing: "Did he really say that?"

"Yeah," Jing Xinglan sighed, "I didn't dare to intervene, for fear of causing some trouble, so that he would stare at me suspiciously after scolding me and ask what happened today, why didn't he scold along with him. I later learned that basically every month the emperor scolded Li Yuanmu face to face, and there were countless people who scolded Li Yuanmu behind his back, from Li Yuanmu Jinshi and the first to the official to the prime minister, every day."

"Is the Liang version using people as a mirror?" Qiao Jing pulled the corner of her lips lightly, feeling a little more fond of this genuine emperor, "The monarch can do this, and he can endure being pointed at his nose and scolded by his officials. It's not easy."

Although it seems that His Majesty the Emperor didn't bear it much.

"Then you haven't been in the palace all this time, and he hasn't come to look for you?" Qiao Jing asked.

"I asked," Jing Xinglan said nonchalantly, "but who cares, I told him that I was looking for true love. My royal brother is a bit of a gossip, and keeps sending people to ask me which girl I am from, if I want to He helped point out the marriage, and I said no, I want to pursue it myself."

Qiao Jing: "...Aren't you afraid that he will take it seriously?"

"Don't worry," Jing Xinglan glanced at him, with a deep smile hidden in his eyes, "No one has come these days, it should be my gossip brother who received the portrait drawn by the dark guard and is in the palace. Worrying."

The two chatted for a while, seeing that it was getting late and they had to catch the last bus, they decided to set off for the return journey.

The steward of the palace sent them to the door, and secretly stuffed Qiao Jing with a small bottle before parting.After getting into the car, Qiao Jing took it out and found that it was the legendary aphrodisiac.

No, why did the butler give him such a thing?

Qiao Jing fell into deep thought, wondering if it's possible that the old butler doubted their lord's abilities, or did he think he was the one on top?

Finally, he silently put the medicine on the seat.

Don't leave your name behind when you do good deeds, and hope that it can meet the predestined person who really needs it.

Qiao Jing didn't know about it, but according to Jing Xinglan, he felt that men need some drugs that can keep people frigid.

Go to Yang Qi.

Although there was one more unnecessary thing in the final harvest, in general, both Qiao Jing and Jing Xinglan were very satisfied with this trip to the capital.The two returned with a full load, and for a long period of time, one was immersed in the sea of ​​books and books, and the other was buried in the field, studying the various stages of seed germination and growth.

During this time, they also gradually became acquainted with the villagers of Liujia Village.

Qiao Jing knew that the boy who begged him in front of the school was named Liu Qi, and the girl with freckles who spoke out boldly when she was bullying others in Majia Village was Liu Xiaoya.They can be said to be the two most characterful children of the younger generation in Liujia Village. Many old people lamented that these two children were born of the wrong gender. Leading a group of little brats to wield knives and guns, she also earned the title of "Devil of the World" in several nearby villages.

Liu Xiaoya also went to school, but she felt that reading was useless, and she couldn't understand what the teacher said in class, so she simply stopped studying, even if her ass was whipped with a willow stick, she would kill her Not learn.In the end, the family also gave up, thinking that she was a girl anyway, and she was not bad in appearance. It would be good to tidy up and learn needlework in the future, and marry an honest person.

It's a pity that Liu Xiaoya not only knows nothing about reading, but also knows six things about female red needlework.

In other words, she is impatient with all the work that requires patience, and her personality is even more jumpy than Pi Xiaozi.There used to be a boy in the village who was one year older than her when he was playing the game of being a king, holding a wooden knife freshly sharpened by his carpenter father, and proudly wanted Liu Xiaoya to be his wife in the village, because the girl had a bad temper Point, the appearance is indeed one of the best.

As a result, Liu Xiaoya crossed her waist and stared at her: "Let my aunt be your wife? How dare you!"

She just slapped the boy, and rolled into a ball with the boy in the mud, beating him until he cried for his father and mother. In the end, while sobbing, he presented the trophy wooden knife, and accepted the game arrangement aggrievedly——

Liu Xiaoya will be the king, and he will be Mrs. Yazhai.

But because of the muddy water from the fight, that night, ghosts and wolves were heard from the homes of the king and Mrs. Yazhai.

However, Liu Xiaoya, who looks like a mess on the surface, actually has a girlish heart.

——She has a crush on Liu Qi.

It was also because of Liu Qi that she forced herself to stay in the school for so many days.The boy looks fair and clean, and he had the best grades in school. He is not like other stinky boys who roll in mud spots in the fields at every turn, and get under the bed without taking a shower when they come home. It stinks to death.Liu Xiaoya fell in love with Liu Qi at first sight in the school, but Liu Qi never played with them, even when he saw Liu Xiaoya who was about to greet him in the village, he would bow his head and walk away in a hurry.

This made Liu Xiaoya extremely frustrated.

Of course she was not willing to give up at this point, and had been looking for opportunities to talk to Liu Qi.It's a pity that the young man is an idiot, and he hardly responds except for nodding and shaking his head. Liu Xiaoya doesn't understand the only sage book that makes him interested, so every time their conversation basically ends without a problem.

But after the people from Majia Village came to make trouble that day, Liu Qi made a big splash, and Liu Xiaoya's liking for him also increased to a higher level.Thanks to this incident, she finally learned the question Liu Qi asked Qiao Jing in front of the school that day, and she slapped her thigh happily:

Wow, finally let her find a breakthrough!

She tidied herself up immediately, braided two beautiful shofar braids, and went to the field to look for Liu Qi.

At this moment, Liu Qi's father was busy digging the ground and didn't have time to pay attention to the two younger ones, so Liu Xiaoya asked bluntly: "Liu Qi, do you want to go digging over the wall of Mr.'s house with me at night? "

Liu Qi: "...Huh?"

The young man looked at him dully, seeing that he was not enlightened, Liu Xiaoya stomped her feet anxiously: "Idiot! Didn't your father tell you to go find Mr.? Then let's go over the wall. If your father finds out, just say yes!" I dragged you there!"

Liu Qi immediately shook his head like a rattle drum: "No, no, then your parents will definitely not spare you."

"It's not like you don't know, I'm used to being beaten, and my ass is almost covered with calluses," Liu Xiaoya flicked the whip nonchalantly, "And I've caused too many troubles, they don't care about me now. It's you, don't you want to go to Mr. to ask questions?"

She has seen Liu Qi sitting at the door of the house with a book several times, frowning and staring at the densely packed small characters on it. Although this thing makes Liu Xiaoya sleepy just by looking at it, it can make her grades so good Liu Qi also showed such an expression, she thought, it must be a difficult question.

"This……"

Hearing her words, it was impossible for Liu Qi not to be moved.But he thought of the "don't do to others what you don't want done to you" that his husband had taught them in class. After struggling for a long time, he still shook his head.

"I'm going to work," he whispered, looking away, "or my father will beat me."

Liu Xiaoya looked at the back of the young man leaving with resentment, stood there and stomped her feet resentfully.

fool!wood!

Too stupid to be stupid anymore!

But after dinner, Liu Xiaoya sneaked out of the house and patiently lay in ambush in the grass outside Liu Qi's house for an hour. I usually go to bed very early, and I still snore, and even the neighbors next door can hear the snoring.

After finally waiting for the sound of the call, she immediately jumped up from the grass and knocked on the window of Liu Qi's bedroom, scaring the young man who was lying on the bed and reading a book by the moonlight almost out of his wits.

"You...why are you here!?" He quickly opened the window and subconsciously glanced inside, for fear that his father would find out.

"Come to see you!" Liu Xiaoya said in a low voice, "Your father is asleep, take this opportunity, hurry up, and come with me to Mr.'s house. Otherwise, Mr. will be asleep too!"

The current time is around eight o'clock in the evening. At this time, there is no alarm clock, and there is no such thing as 996007 and staying up late. Therefore, they don't know that Qiao Jing's house does not turn off the lights until around eleven o'clock every day.

For generations, Liujia Village has maintained a good routine of getting up with the crowing of the cock and going to bed at night. After all, the countrymen have done a day of farm work and are tired and go to bed early.Insomnia?impossible.

Liu Qi's father was like this. Even if there was a thunderstorm outside, as long as the house was not flooded, he would not be able to wake up.

Seeing that the young man was still hesitating at this point, Liu Xiaoya couldn't take it anymore, and directly grabbed Liu Qi's arm to pull him out.Liu Qi hurriedly said: "Don't drag, don't drag, I'll go with you!"

He took the precious book he hid in the crack of the bed, opened the window, and ran to the hillside of Liujia Village together with Liu Xiaoya in the dark.Liujia Village is located at the foot of the mountains. Although the mountains here are relatively gentle, which is why they are rich in tea, even in the village, there are differences between high and low terrain.

And Qiao Jing's house was built on a higher place beside the village.

It was very dark along the way, and the moonlight was not very bright today. The two of them could barely see the road under their feet, and they had to be careful not to step on frogs and snakes that sprang out of the grass. If they accidentally got bitten That's troublesome.

After finally arriving near Qiao Jing's house, they were surprised to see that the small courtyard was brightly lit.The fence is dotted with unknown white flowers and sachets for repelling mosquitoes, and four kerosene lamps are hung on the wall. The warm yellow halo wraps the whole house, dispelling the chill of the early spring night, just like in a fairy tale The residence of the mountain elves that will only appear.

Although the price of kerosene lamps is not expensive, and every household in Liujia Village has them, but they can order so many at one time like Qiao Jing and the others, even when the villagers gather together for festivals and sacrifices, they have never seen it.

Qiao Jing, who was sitting in the courtyard, drinking tea and reading a book, also saw the two people standing on the path. He and Jing Xinglan exchanged glances. The man stood up, picked up the snacks on the table, and walked to the edge of the courtyard. , and waved at them.

"come in."

With the soft "squeak" of the courtyard door being pushed, Liu Qi and Liu Xiaoya saw the black-haired young man sitting at the wooden table with a black cat in his arms, looking at them quietly.

With his back to the light, his eyes couldn't see clearly, but he quietly took the book in Liu Qi's hand, went back to the room to find a pen and paper, and began to write down the circles that the boy wrote on it stroke by stroke. made his own annotations.

The question was quickly finished, Liu Qi gained a lot, and Liu Xiaoya who came with him also ate a full stomach of snacks, her satisfied eyes narrowed into a line.Both of them were reluctant to part with each other, but it was getting late and it was too late to stay here any longer, so they could only bid farewell to Qiao Jing and Jing Xinglan reluctantly.

"Sir," Liu Xiaoya asked with her eyes shining brightly, "Sir," Liu Xiaoya asked, "Next time, can I come to your place to listen to the story? I love listening to you when you tell the story!"

Liu Qi hurriedly reminded her: "What are you talking about! Mr. is not a storyteller on the street..."

"It's okay," Qiao Jing smiled faintly, "It's fine."

There is no high or low occupation, not to mention, he is a storyteller.