In the Northern Song Dynasty, it was twenty miles east of Wuxi.
"Bah, you are still a scholar? You only have ten taels of silver, you are so poor!"
"Looks like a pretty boy, I thought he was a young man, poor guy."
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It was raining lightly in the sky. Li Xianyu sat on the muddy ground, looking at the ruined books, feeling extremely cold all over.
Traveling back to the sixteenth year of the Northern Song Dynasty, he felt the deep malice of the world for the first time.
bandit!
In broad daylight, he actually encountered a group of bandits.
Not only did they rob him of the ten taels of money he had raised by selling his house and farmland, but they also destroyed his books, the treasures in his study, and the floating tickets (ancient admission tickets) he used to take the exam in Beijing.
Without the floating ticket, he studied hard for ten years and everything became a joke!
"Jesus, do you need to play with me like this?" Li Xianyu cursed through gritted teeth. It was not easy to pass the examination as a scholar, and he was qualified to go to Beijing to take the exam.
But now...it's all over because of a group of bandits.
"Damn it, I haven't heard of any copycats around here."
Li Xianyu endured the pain all over his body, struggled to stand up, and picked up the floating tickets and clothing packages in the muddy water, feeling angry again in his heart.
"I swear, I will definitely kill you bandits from now on!"
Li Xianyu thought bitterly, raised his eyes to look at Xizhou, and found a two-story small mill on the west side. He walked over holding his chest.
The heavy rain is getting heavier, there is a swishing sound, and the sky and the earth are covered with white.
Arriving outside the mill door, Li Xianyu stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" A clear voice sounded in the mill, and the voice seemed to have an extra layer of haziness mixed with the sound of rain.
"My surname is Li. I am a scholar rushing to take the exam. I want to take shelter from the rain here." Li Xianyu said.
The door of the mill was slightly opened, and a young farmer in civilian clothes looked at Li Xianyu through the crack in the door.
Li Xianyu also took a look at the young man and found that his clothes and hair were a bit messy, and there were a lot of straw residue in his hair.
"Were you the one who was robbed just now?" The young farmer opened the door and asked curiously.
Li Xianyu groaned. This mill was not far from the place where he was robbed. Apparently the young farmer heard the noise.
"They don't seem to be from here." The young farmer said.
Li Xianyu said nothing and walked into the mill. He found a large stone mortar in the mill. The stone mortar was full of rice grains that had not yet been beaten into rice.
In the east corner of the mill, there are piles of straw. There is a peasant girl standing in front of the straw, arranging her clothes, her cheeks are flushed, and her hair is covered with straw residue.
"They were just..." Li Xianyu remained calm and made an instant judgment.
The young farmer looked at Li Xianyu's wet and muddy clothes and hesitated: "I still have a few old clothes on the second floor. If you don't mind, you can change them."
"Thank you very much. I'm Li Xianyu. What do you call me?" Li Xianyu bowed his hands and felt very grateful.
"My name is Jin A'er." Jin A'er said.
"It turns out to be Brother Jin."
Li Xianyu said politely and looked up at the second floor.
"I'll take you in." Jin A'er walked forward and climbed up the wooden ladder.
"Thank you." Li Xianyu thanked him again and followed Jin Aer up to the second floor.
This is a small attic. The attic is filled with rice, rice sieves, bamboo dustpans and other farm tools. In a bamboo basket, there are several clothes.
Jin A'er's face turned red and he said sheepishly, "They are all old clothes."
"fine."
At this time, how could Li Xianyu still dislike it?
It was a kindness to give him warm and covering clothes when he was at his most unlucky.
"Hehe~."
Jin Aer showed a simple smile.
Li Xianyu took off the Confucian robe he was wearing. He felt wet and still very uncomfortable, especially the pain in his back.
"Why don't you wash it first and then change it?" Jin A'er suggested when he saw that Li Xianyu was soaked in muddy water.
"Well... Okay, please, Brother Jin." Li Xianyu also wanted to wipe himself.
"My brother's name is Jin Ada, and he is the eldest brother Jin." Jin Aer said before leaving the attic.
Li Xianyu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jin A'er's back and said with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Jin A'er."
Not long after, Jin A'er brought a basin of water and a towel.
"I'll wait for you outside."
"Okay, please trouble Brother Jin."
Li Xianyu took off all his clothes, endured the coldness and soreness, and began to clean his body.
Outside the mill, the heavy rain continued, making a swishing sound.
boom.
The door of the mill room was pushed open again.
"Is there anyone here?"
Jin A'er and Amei looked together and found a handsome young man supporting a beautiful woman.
Seeing this man and woman, Jin A'er and Amei felt a little inferior.
At first glance, these two people looked like the young master and young lady from a wealthy family.
"Sorry, sorry, let's take shelter from the rain." The handsome young man glanced at Jin A'er and Amei, and then helped the charming woman sit on the bench next to the rice.
"Miss Wang, you are all wet, what should you do?" The handsome young man stood in front of the bench with a worried look on his face, "Don't get cold again."
'Miss Wang''s cheeks were slightly red, she glanced at Amei who was standing aside, reached out and took off a golden hairpin from her head, and said, "Sister, can I use this hairpin to change clothes with you?"
Amei glanced at Jin A'er beside her and said hesitantly: "I don't want the hairpin. I'll get some clothes for you."
With that said, he walked towards the wooden ladder.
"Sister, come here." 'Miss Wang' shouted.
As soon as Amei stopped, she walked towards 'Miss Wang' somewhat at a loss.
"Here's this for you. Can you take me to change clothes?" 'Miss Wang' handed the gold hairpin to Amei's hand.
Amei quickly declined, but 'Miss Wang' insisted on giving.
After declining Xici, Amei happily accepted the gold hairpin, helped Miss Wang up, and walked together to the wooden ladder to climb the stairs.
Jin Ah'er remembered that Li Xianyu was still on the second floor, and quickly said: "Amei, you can't go up for the time being."
As soon as these words came out, Amei, Miss Wang, and the handsome young man all looked at Jin A'er.
Jin A'er shrank his neck and whispered, "You forgot, Mr. Li is still up there."
"Oh." Amei blushed. She was just thinking about whether Jin Chai was real or fake, and completely forgot that she entertained someone before.
"Mr. Li?" 'Miss Wang' and the handsome young man were both stunned.
In the attic, Li Xianyu was wiping himself. He heard the sound outside early in the morning and said at the right time: "Wait a moment, I'll be fine soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the urgent voice of the new man downstairs: "Miss Wang, there is the sound of horse hooves outside, they must be chasing you."
"I heard it too."
Downstairs, ‘Miss Wang’ looked anxious.
"Miss Wang, you go upstairs and hide first, and I will deal with them." The handsome young man said urgently.
"This..." 'Miss Wang' hesitated.
"Who is chasing you? Are they bandits?" Jin A'er asked in a low voice, with a timid look on his face.
"More terrifying than bandits." The handsome young man smiled bitterly, turned back to look at 'Miss Wang', and urged, "Hurry up and go upstairs."
At this moment, a voice came from outside: "This is our horse. The boy and the girl must be hiding in here."
"Not good." The face of the handsome young man changed, and he felt regretful. He had just forgotten to let the horse go. Seeing 'Miss Wang' standing there, he couldn't help but become more anxious, "Miss Wang, hurry up and go upstairs. I, Duan Yu, will take care of you." Even if I risk my life, I will protect you."
In the attic, Li Xianyu was stunned when he heard the word 'Duan Yu'.
‘Duan Yu’, ‘Miss Wang’, plus today’s situation, the more I think about it, the more familiar they become.
"If he is really the Duan Yu I think he is, then they have just attended the Apricot Forest Conference..."
Li Xianyu frowned.
Everything seems to fit that plot, but...
Isn’t this the Northern Song Dynasty in history?
