Chapter One, in the first year of the Holy Calendar (Part One)
Since then, Yang Shouwen has lived alone in the farmstead at the foot of Tiger Valley Mountain. Although he does not receive the care of Yang Chenglie, he lives a leisurely and carefree life. After all, this farmstead is Yang Chenglie's official land. With the two hundred acres of official land at the foot of Tiger Valley Mountain, Yang Shouwen has enough to be free from worries about food and clothing. As for raising cattle, it is a habit he developed from a young age while following his grandfather.
Chasing the yellow cattle across the mountains, returning home with one less. Father came to ask him, yet he did not know exactly how many yellow cattle there were
A few years ago, due to the disturbances caused by the Khitan people, Changping became quite desolate. However, this year, the country is generally peaceful and stable, with little military conflict occurring, which has led to Changping becoming lively once again. In particular, the establishment of a new subjugated prefecture in the northwest of Changping last year, along with the increase of Hu people migrating from the northeast, has ensured that this year's Changping will be even more bustling than in previous years
The problem is that everyone in Changping knows that Yang Chenglie has a foolish son. In the past, everyone tacitly acknowledged this and could pretend not to know of Yang Shouwen's existence. However, with the spread of this nursery rhyme, it was as if the lid had been lifted, causing Yang Chenglie to be teased at every gathering. Although some people did not mean any harm, it was enough to create a knot in Yang Chenglie's heart. Consequently, Yang Chenglie became increasingly indifferent towards Yang Shouwen. Although some people did not mean any harm, it was enough to create a knot in Yang Chenglie's heart. Consequently, Yang Chenglie became increasingly indifferent towards Yang Shouwen
Be careful, Guo'er
He instinctively reached out his hand and walked quickly towards the woman
I really cannot understand, I truly cannot understand
Hello!
At that moment, a sudden scream came from the creek bank ... followed by a series of cries ...
In his childhood, due to his foolishness, his grandfather took him to the Heping Temple in Changping to pray for the Buddha's blessings, which is how he got the nickname 'Achunü'. The events sung about in this nursery rhyme occurred last year. At that time, Yang Shouwen was so dazed and foolish that he didn't even realize when a cow from the herd went missing. When he returned home, his father inquired about the matter, but he was unable to provide a clear answer.
Yang Shouwen, in a state of confusion, is oblivious to the overwhelming malice surrounding him
On his forehead, beads of sweat were densely clustered. He sat on the ground, gasping for breath, and his heart was pounding fiercely.
This damned dream has been occurring for over ten consecutive days
With her hair in disarray, her face appeared particularly blurred. Even as he strained to look, he could not discern her features
The slanting sun in the evening casts a red hue over Tiger Valley Mountain
Yang Shouwen turned his head and saw several horses appearing from the mountain path to the west, galloping swiftly towards this direction
Thinking of this, Yang Shouwen couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache
The knight on horseback, dressed in black, wore a black hat. A circle of black gauze hung from the edge of the hat, obscuring their face and making it difficult to see clearly. This Tiger Valley Mountain is a part of the Yanshan mountain range, belonging to the military capital mountain. Every day, there are quite a number of people coming and going from the direction of Juyong Pass and Guzhu, not to mention that it is soon to be mid-autumn in August
The water is very clear, allowing one to see the fish leisurely swimming in the stream
Yang Chenglie was originally a descendant of the Yang family from Hongnong
A chill swept over Yang Shouwen, causing him to shiver involuntarily. It was only then that he realized his back was already damp with cold sweat
... ...
The key point is that his father, Yang Chenglie, is the county magistrate of Changping. Although it is merely a position of the ninth rank, it still holds a rank. Changping is a small county town with a population of less than three thousand households, yet it has over ten thousand people. In the entire county town, apart from the county magistrate, the deputy magistrate, and the chief clerk, Yang Chenglie holds the highest official position. The occurrence of such an event has also caused Yang Chenglie to feel quite embarrassed.
Yang Shouwen's biological mother also seems to come from a prominent family
Yang Shouwen's expression suddenly darkened
At this moment, a sound of hooves came from the end of the mountain path
Two yellow cattle are leisurely strolling on the grassy bank by the stream. In the distance, the undulating mountains are bathed in the crimson glow of the setting sun, exceptionally enchanting
This time of year is the most bustling season in Changping
She, dressed in a magnificent palace gown, stumbled out of the grand hall.
This is actually not a big deal, but for some unknown reason, someone turned this matter into a children's song and spread it, making it known to everyone in the entire Changping County.
At the foot of the hill, the stream flows gently
A white horse burst forth from the sea of flames behind her. On the horse sat a young man, holding a gleaming sword, who in the blink of an eye arrived behind her
The woman's anguished cries, that mournful sound, clearly reached his ears amidst the rising and falling shouts of battle
Yang Shouwen swore that with his experiences from two lifetimes, he did not know what "Guo'er" was at all
He finally shouted out loud, but it seemed she did not hear him and continued to run towards him with all her might
A hauntingly beautiful voice echoed in his ears, and he turned to follow the sound.
And she seemed to have seen her, stumbling and running towards him
The children laughed and scattered, but before long, they gathered again by the stream, singing songs while playfully teasing the yellow cattle
A Chunu, the Cowherd. At the age of sixteen, foolish and simple-minded
Yang Shouwen's grandfather was a Taoist priest who did not like living in the county town, so he settled at the foot of Tiger Valley Mountain
With a helpless sigh, Yang Shouwen picked up a stone from the ground beside him and threw it at the children.
He comes from a future 1,500 years ahead. After being reborn in this era, he, for various reasons, has been spiritually closed off, leading him to muddle through a full 17 years in confusion. Had it not been for the sudden thunderstorm, he might have continued to live in a daze, remaining the 'fool' who always appears silly and foolish in the eyes of ordinary people.
Yang Shouwen suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight from the grass.
He opened his mouth, wanting to speak to her, but no sound came out
Two years ago, when Yang Shouwen was fifteen years old, his grandfather passed away
But he knows that she is speaking to him
Seventeen years of muddled existence, one day awakening, only to unexpectedly discover that I do not belong to this era
"Prince Consort, save me!"
In Yang Shouwen's memory, Yang Chenglie was originally an officer, but for some unknown reason, the entire family later moved to Changping
But who exactly is Guo Er
But why has this damned nightmare accompanied him since he awoke, and why does it cause him inexplicable heartache
Yang Shouwen exhaled a long breath of turbid air, then with a thud, lay down on the grass, his mind a complete haze
Later, Yang Chenglie remarried in Changping, taking a woman with the surname Song from Changping as his wife, and subsequently had a son and a daughter.
A burst of singing interrupted Yang Shouwen's thoughts
The wind blowing from the Yanshan Mountains carries a hint of coolness
Due to Yang Shouwen's poor mental faculties since childhood, coupled with the fact that his mother passed away shortly after his birth, Yang Chenglie regarded him as a source of misfortune and did not hold him in high regard. As a result, Yang Shouwen lived with his grandfather from a young age
It is strange that the distance between the two people is getting closer, yet her appearance remains indistinct, only allowing for a faint outline to be discerned.
Because the one mentioned in the passage about the waist is indeed him
"Prince Consort, save me!"
A pair of slightly delicate thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, as he glanced at the children by the stream, yet felt quite helpless.
The gain or loss of a cow is of little significance to Yang Chenglie
He sat up and looked over, only to find a group of children who had somehow run to the creek, playing and singing nursery rhymes.
Yang Shouwen, who was able to awaken, could keenly perceive the abundant malice hidden behind this nursery rhyme
As she was about to run closer, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes
However, shortly after giving birth to Yang Shouwen, she passed away, which left Yang Shouwen without a mother from a young age
If Yang Shouwen's father were an ordinary person, it would not be a big deal
He brushed off the dust from his body and slowly descended the hillside.
Thus, Yang Shouwen only glanced at that group of knights and did not pay any further attention to them
Every time it is the same dream, the same person, the same outcome ... ? ... But the question is, who is 'Guo Er'?
Be careful, Guo'er
Could it be that one is seriously arguing with these little ones in open-crotch pants? They may not understand the malice hidden behind this nursery rhyme; they simply find it amusing, which is why they keep singing it. Is it possible that he could actually grab them and give them a beating?
That was a magnificent palace, but at this moment it has turned into a sea of flames. A group of palace maids and colorful dancers dressed in brocade are fleeing in all directions, while behind them is a group of soldiers, fierce as wolves and tigers, armed with swords and guns, clad in armor
A cold light flashed through the air, as the young man on the white horse raised his sword behind her, fiercely striking down towards her...