When I returned to the hunting garden, the snow had stopped and the smoke was curling.

Usually at this time, Li Cangyu had already entered his uncle's house and waited for a free meal. The hunting garden is not a paradise, and life here is very hard, and everyone's pursuit of food is still at the beginning of "brow-wrapped". The pancakes and soup made by his aunt are already recognized as "top food" in the hunting garden.

Alang did not die of hunger, at least half of the credit was his aunt.

Li Cangyu has been eating for a month, but he has tasted a long-lost mother from these primitive and coarse meals.

But today Li Cangyu was a little afraid to go and have a free meal, after all, he angered his uncle. Li Cangyu had never seen anyone who dared to talk to Gao Yu in a rude voice. In this small mountain village where the emperor was far away from the mountains, Gao Yu was simply like a god.

"I'm such a tough guy."

"However, the macho seems to be hungry today..."

Li Cangyu hid in his home in disgrace.

Three dilapidated thatched cottages were once the residence where Alang and his mother Gao Xiniang depended on each other.

What does "the family is left alone" mean? Just look at this thatched cottage.

The bed made of straw and animal skin collapsed, one cabinet and one cage, and there was no furniture.

When the north wind whistles, the wall holes with holes in the hut can play a symphony of fate. If it rains heavily, it will be "the bedside has no place to leak, and the rain feet are like numbness and the rain feet are not cut off."

"In this situation, can I still marry a wife?" Li Cangyu scratched his head, "How brave should the girl from the Tang Dynasty be?"

After rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, Li Cangyu found a pack of salt and half of the dried meat stored before the winter. There was no stove, and the pot was even more impossible. A hole was dug on the ground and then surrounded the stones to make the kitchen. The stones had been polished very naked. My mother Gao Xiniang often used them to make pancakes when she was alive.

Fortunately, there was no shortage of firewood. Li Cangyu raised a fire, put half a urn of snow in a clay jar and stuffed the dried meat in it, and it was cooked in one meal.

Without pots, bowls, stoves and other diners, Li Cangyu had no interest in showing his extraordinary cooking skills.

A gust of wind blew, and the symphony of destiny sounded as scheduled.

Li Cangyu shivered all over and couldn't help but sit closer to the fire.

"Human adaptability is really endless. How did I live in such a ghost place for a month?" Li Cangyu looked around at his doghouse, "I have to repair the holes in the wall tomorrow, and the roof should be tidied up. It is not a big deal to go to my uncle's house every few days to have a meal. I have to save some food by myself... Hell, why did I have such an idea?"

Li Cangyu was stunned by himself. Could it be that I have accepted the reality and planned to spend my whole life here?

Uncontrollably, Li Cangyu took out the ancient Qilin jade.

You can buy warm, exquisitely carved and excellent Hetian jade. Even if it is not priceless, it is hard to find a fortune.

Li Cangyu has always been quite confident in his eyesight, which is why his friend invited him to taste it.

Then the question is, how could such a valuable piece of Hetian jade be owned by such a family with a bare house?

Being poor like this, Gao Xiniang did not use it for money to improve her life. Could it be that this piece of jade has any major and special significance?

While cooking dried meat, Li Cangyu played with the jade ring and thought about the problem, and tried to feel the "magical power" of this jade again to see if he could return to the original world.

The result is futile.

Li Cangyu could no longer feel any abnormality from this jade. He couldn't help but speculate with resentment that this stupid jade would have to practice for more than a thousand years before he could accumulate enough power to cheat people.

"Brother Wolf!"

A rash ghost broke in, carrying two large pottery bowls in his hand, "My mother asked me to deliver food to you!"

"I..." Li Cangyu pointed to the tile urn that was slowly melting snow, and then looked at the steaming broth and fragrant pancakes in Gao Ju's hand, "Why don't you bring it here!"

"Hehe, I heard you got angry with my father today?" Gao Ju sat next to Li Cangyu and handed him the food. He looked like a very satisfying second-hand man.

"Did he say anything?" Li Cangyu sucked the broth while gnawing on the pancakes. It was so fragrant.

"He said that he would kill you after you have finished the ceremony tomorrow." Gao Shao raised his eyebrows and stared at him, trying to make a terrifying expression.

"Who are you scaring!" Li Cangyu felt relieved, "Slaying people is not killing pigs, so why should I choose the solar term? My uncle is just a stingy mouth and a soft heart!"

"Hehe, I feel that too." Gao Ju smiled secretly while touching his cold red nose. A little bit of thief approached and whispered: "When I went out, I heard my father and my mother discussing things quietly, so I quietly eavesdropped."

"What did they say?" Li Cangyu smiled. The naughty child really deserves a beating. What if they flirt with each other?

"Tell me about you." Gao Bai said, "My father said that since you have grown up, you should let you go out to make your wish. My mother refused, saying that you don't even have a household registration. If you go outside the mountain and are caught by the government to serve as a military officer, they will not be able to explain to your mother even if they go underground in the future."

"What's the matter?" Li Cangyu was slightly stunned. My uncle was actually moved by me?

"Then my father got angry!" Gao Ju said vividly, "He said my mother had long hair and short knowledge, and she said she wanted to fly, why didn't she learn from the swallows and birds?"

"Puff!" Li Cangyu spewed out a mouthful of soup, "Want to be a Kunpeng flying thousands of miles, and not learn from the swallows and birds' love for their children's nest?"

"Yes, that's what I said!" Gao Zhen was stunned on the spot, "Brother Lang, were you eavesdropping at that time? Why didn't I see you?"

"Of course not!" Li Cangyu glared, "What's next?"

"Later, my mother cried. I quickly ran away."

Li Cangyu nodded and sighed secretly in his heart. His son was walking for thousands of miles and his mother was worried. His aunt really treated me as her own child...

After the two brothers chatted for a while, Gao Jue yawned and climbed up to the collapse, and fell asleep in less than three minutes.

Since Gao Xiniang passed away, Gao Ju has become A Lang's little tail, almost inseparable from day to night. Li Cangyu's feelings for this cheap little cousin were pretty good. If he hadn't been with him, life would have been so lonely that it would have been cruel.

Li Cangyu, who was sleepy for the time being, read "Chu Ci" through the fire.

There are indeed a few such books at home. I think Gao Xiniang had the luxury of "hoping her son to become a dragon". After all, books from the Tang Dynasty are not cheap. With their family background, they can buy such thick classic manuscripts, which almost made up their wealth.

But unfortunately, these books have almost never been touched. For a month, Li Cangyu was bored and read them all. Although he was not used to reading traditional Chinese vertical and vertical books without punctuation, fortunately, Li Cangyu had already learned them thoroughly as early as when he was a student. Now he just treats it as a review of the past and learn about the new and wastes time.

Whenever he reads a book, he must write. This is a habit that Li Cangyu has maintained for more than 20 years. Seeing that the handwriting in the manuscript is pretty good, it should be the "Chu style small regular script" that was popular in the Tang Dynasty. Li Cangyu also wanted to practice calligraphy for a while. Without paper and pen, he found a piece of firewood from the fire and used the blackened end to write and scratch the ground.

"If I am about to get out of here, I am afraid that I will not be with me..." After reading this sentence, Li Cangyu's heart seemed to have a flash of emotion.

Isn’t it the most distant dream I once had when I returned to my original world, should I accept reality and live my life well?

Although I have achieved nothing in my family now, my buddy can cheat in my life now! - The urban elites and Chinese talents who are familiar with history can still beat the ancients?

What if you reach the peak of your life?

What if I still feel happy?

For the past month, Li Cangyu, who has been in a state of salted fish, actually had a longing in his heart: I have to leave this closed mountain and go outside the mountain to see the real Tang Dynasty world!

The next morning, the weather was beautiful and there was no wind and snow.

Almost accompanied by everyone in the hunting park, Li Cangyu climbed Taibai Mountain.

It was only then that Li Cangyu realized how solemn it was to "Cheng Ding Li".

There is a relatively flat stone platform on the hillside, which suddenly extends outwards and lies above the cliff, like a natural temple for immortal cultivation. People in the hunting garden call it "the top of the immortal peak".

Li Cangyu's ceremony was held here.

Gao Yu was responsible for presiding the etiquette, and first of all, he wanted to worship the gods of heaven and earth. He asked Li Cangyu to kneel beside the incense burner table on the edge of the stone platform, and he could see the Baizhang Valley below with his head down.

Fortunately, Li Cangyu is not afraid of altitude, otherwise he would have been shocked on the spot.

Under the solemn ceremony of more than 100 people in the hunting garden, Gao Yu took out a standard tribute and recited it aloud: "Only in the tenth year of the Tianbao period of the Tang Dynasty, the year is Xinmao, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Heavenly Official of Shangyuan..."

Life needs a sense of ritual.

At present, Li Cangyu is experiencing one of the most important rituals in his life. His uncle read the sacrificial text passionately, and the emotions of the onlookers were even more solemn and solemn. Under their infection, Li Cangyu couldn't help feeling a little thumping and his mind was flying.

The strange and rugged valley below is actually a famous ancient Qinling Road called Xigu.

Thousands of years ago, Zhuge Liang and Jiang Wei had sent troops from here many times to attack Qishan and attack the Central Plains.

Thousands of years later, a boy named Li Cangyu was looking down at the footsteps of his ancestors and recalling the historical stories about them.

After leaving the Xigu, it is the birthplace of Chinese civilization, the 800-mile Qinchuan. There is also a city called Chang'an, which is the first truly city in Chinese history. From the establishment of Fengjing and established the capital here, to the present time of becoming the capital of the Tang Empire, it has been the abyss of Chinese civilization for thousands of years.

Looking at this vast land from afar, Li Cangyu felt that the misty clouds and mountains in front of him seemed to have turned into thrilling scenes of history, and the faces that once wrote the glorious chapters of history on this land.

Jiang Ziya, Qin Shihuang, Liu Bang and Xiang Yu, Cao Cao, Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang, Xi Shi Zhaojun and Diao Chan... Now, it is the Tianbao era of Emperor Ming of Tang Li Longji.

Li Longji, Yang Yuhuan, Li Bai and Du Fu, Yang Guozhong!

An Lushan, the Anshi Rebellion is about to break out in four years!

Many heroes and beauties are as beautiful as jade!

Those golden swords and iron horses are heart-wrenching!

"Eight hundred miles of Qinchuan..."

"I will be there to write down Li Cangyu's chapter!"
Chapter completed!