The mysterious bird of destiny, the beginning of China

Chapter 280 Extra Three: Inheritance ()

The ancient city of Kaifeng, as an ancient city, has an extremely profound historical background. Needless to say, it was also the capital of the ancient Song Dynasty. Moreover, in history, as a city in the Central Plains region, it also has extraordinary strategic significance.

In the city center, only the ancient city remains, and it has even become a landscape of the city today. However, many of the buildings in the past have been lost in the long river of history, and only the dilapidated city walls alone tell the story of ancient glory.

As for the ancient city scenic spots in the city, they were only built by later generations, and they no longer have the ancient and heavy feeling they once had.

However, as a city in the ancient Central Plains region, although its economy is not as developed as that of coastal areas, there are no large cities. Outside the cities, there are only endless farmlands.

As the saying goes: The world belongs to those who win the Central Plains!

The Central Plains area here is the vast alluvial plain in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River, mainly the Henan area at this time.

However, there are no modern cities or towering factories here, but the history of the entire Chinese nation is buried in this land.

Digging downward, every shovel is a trace of time.

Outside the city, the endless farmland is connected to the sky, and the golden wheat is about to be harvested.

At the same time, there was a lot of black dirt in the gaps of the scabbard of the sword in her hand, which seemed impossible to clean off.

At noon, the hot weather caused the leaves on both sides of the road to shrink, and the sun was scorching. However, under such hot weather, there was a woman walking quietly.

Two thousand years have passed by in a hurry, and even the strongest city will be destroyed by time and turned into historical dust. It can only be condensed and restored to its original appearance in a specific period of time.

The girl in history was decisive on the battlefield, coming and going like the wind, how could she be so confused at this moment!
Bai Zhi couldn't help but think of the girl in the original history. At this moment, he felt particularly regretful and regretted interfering in this girl's life.

"..."

However, it is too late to regret. A thousand years have passed, so what should I do if I regret it?

Bai Zhi also looked up, and then nodded: "Yes, it is Bianjing City a thousand years later, but it also has a new name at this time - Kaifeng!"

She stared blankly at the scene in the distance. At this moment, a swallow suddenly appeared and landed gently on the woman's shoulder.

The girl was silent, then stood up and walked forward.

She looked towards the dense woods in the distance. She was now wearing a light blue ancient costume. The long skirt fluttered slightly as she walked. At the same time, she was holding a sword in her hand.

"Is this Bianjing City?"

A girl sighed and asked: "Sister, she is so beautiful. Is she also here to pick wheat?"

"The divine bird..."

"Gleaning wheat?"

Bai Zhi looked at the girl in front of him. At this time, the girl's eyes were full of confusion. Bai Zhi couldn't help but think of that girl in history.

"Yes, this is the world two thousand years from now..."

The life of girls in the original history was probably better and gentler to girls than at this time.

The beautiful face has a resolute temperament and a sense of fierceness.

"it's me!"

And the dust was raised into the sky, and the full-grained wheat entered the truck body, which also turned into a smile on the farmer's uncle's face.

The woman's retro long skirt fluttered in the breeze on the field ridge, which also made her hair at the temples slightly raised, caressing her fair and delicate cheeks.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her. The girl took a closer look and found that it was a swallow.

The strange city ahead made the woman overlap with the city in her memory, but she could not find any familiar scenes in front of her, which made her feel homeless.

The sun was scorching and the fragrance of wheat filled the air. In the distance, a red mechanical beast made an ear-splitting roar and wandered among the wheat fields.

She looked down at her hands, and saw that she was a beautiful girl, but her hands were rough and even had thick calluses, which looked nothing like a girl's palms.

The confusion in the girl's eyes disappeared and she looked towards the unfamiliar city ahead.

However, it is indeed the case.

"Kaifeng..."

"Yes, this is exactly what the world will be like a thousand years from now..."

Her cold eyes and vicissitudes of life seemed incompatible with her beautiful glory at this time. It seemed that she was just a girl's body but had an old soul.

Walking among the fields, I stroked the golden wheat with my palms. There was a tingling sensation in my palms, but it also gave me a light tickling comfort.

She looked calmly into the distance. The unfamiliar cities in the distance were connected with the continuous farmland, giving her a sense of strangeness.

Li Qingzhao looked at them quietly, maybe because the distance was getting closer, or maybe there was a breeze, she heard the childish voice reciting poetry:
"It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil."

"Who knows dishes on the menu, A Journey……"

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly the sound of children playing in the distance came. Everyone turned their heads and saw several children running from a distance. In the bag, you can see some scattered ears of wheat and full wheat grains.

Looking at all this, the woman felt deeply strange. After a long time, she opened her red lips and whispered softly: "Is this the world a thousand years from now?"

As Li Qingzhao watched, a group of children also came to Li Qingzhao. They looked at Li Qingzhao with clear and innocent eyes, then gradually stopped and couldn't help but look up at Li Qingzhao.

The poem seems to have turned into a beautiful music in the childish voice. Under the reflection of the wind, water, wheat waves and rustling sounds, it has turned into the sound of heaven and earth, spreading into the distance.

Yanzi suddenly uttered human words and sighed. Looking at the scene in the distance, the woman also fell into silence.

Behind the child, there were several adults following, also chatting and paying attention to the children in front of them.

After coming back to his senses, he couldn't help but lower his head and murmured: "Is this the world a thousand years from now..."

Li Qingzhao looked at the bags containing wheat in the hands of the children, and immediately smiled: "No!"

"I came here to see the wheat harvest..."

"A bumper wheat harvest?"

Li Qingzhao's words made a group of children a little confused, and the swallow standing on Li Qingzhao's shoulder also attracted the attention of the children, and their eyes shifted from Li Qingzhao to Bai Zhi.

"Swallow! Beautiful sister, you have a little swallow on your shoulder!"

"Sister knows..."

Li Qingzhao turned his head slightly, looked at Bai Zhi on his shoulder, and then said, "He is my sister's best friend!"

"Good friend? Isn't Xiaoyanzi afraid of her sister?"

one boy asked. "...If you treat him well and don't hurt him, he won't be afraid of me."

Li Qingzhao Li Qingzhao explained patiently.

But she looked at the group of children and asked, "Where are you going to pick up wheat? Why are you picking up wheat?"

"Because 'every grain of grain is hard work'!"

The girl answered innocently, but her expression was so serious that Li Qingzhao could no longer ask questions.

"What a pity that the farmer uncle worked so hard to plant wheat and it fell to the ground? We plan to go pick wheat in the farmland that has been harvested..."

The children answered Li Qingzhao's questions in succession, and at this moment, the adults behind them also approached.

"Hello girl!"

The adults behind are a group of women, obviously all mothers of children. They saw Li Qingzhao standing on the roadside, and saw Li Qingzhao's appearance and retro style clothes, and their faces showed surprise.

"It's polite!"

When Li Qingzhao saw this, he immediately bowed slightly and solemnly, while a group of people showed doubts and surprise when they saw Li Qingzhao like this.

After all, although bowing is a representative of Chinese etiquette, no one performs the ancient etiquette in modern society, and it seems strange after all.

Noticing the surprise in their eyes, Li Qingzhao couldn't help but be a little confused, but he didn't say much, just what happened just now:
"Diligence and frugality are a fine tradition in China. I just talked with these children and found out that they have inherited this tradition. From this point of view, as elders, you have made countless merits!"

After hearing Li Qingzhao's words, several mothers looked at each other. After all, they heard that Li Qingzhao's speech was indeed too formal, and modern people would not speak like this.

However, they took another look at Li Qingzhao's attire and thought that Li Qingzhao was a lover of ancient costumes, so they no longer cared.

"Excellent. After all, children need to be taught from an early age and need to be taught by words and deeds from their families. After all, the knowledge learned in school is limited."

A mother thought for a moment and said with emotion:
"After all, schools can only teach a child to become a talent, and family is the key to teaching a child to become an adult!"

"My lady, these words are very kind!"

Hearing the words of his mother in front of him, Li Qingzhao couldn't help but his eyes lit up and he praised her sincerely.

Although she is an ancient person, she also knows the great influence of family on a person, especially children, and the influence of family on them is very important.

Looking at the children in front of them who were already moving forward again, Li Qingzhao also had a smile on his face, and his ears were still ringing with the sound of their poems reciting in the wind.

Several mothers watched the strange woman in ancient costume leave, but they just shook their heads and continued to follow them and their children to the wheat fields ahead that had been harvested.

……

Li Qingzhao was walking on the field ridge, and then a green corridor appeared in front of him. The shade of trees in the corridor was thick, and a cool breeze blew, making Li Qingzhao's clothes flutter even more.

Under two rows of lush trees, there was a long, smooth road. Li Qingzhao looked at the ground puzzledly and found that the ground seemed to be paved with stones, but there were no gaps between the stones.

"This road is made of cement... The so-called cement is the material specially used to pave roads in the Song Dynasty..."

"cement……"

Li Qingzhao stood up straight, the sword in his hand lightly touched the ground, and there was a unique trembling sound when metal collided with stone.

She was full of unfamiliarity with this world, but it also made her more curious.

"Walking along this road for a few miles will lead you to Kaifeng..."

No matter how prosperous the city is, there is also a desolate land. Most of it is farmland, full of crops.

After hearing Bai Zhi's words, Li Qingzhao raised her head and looked in the direction Bai Zhi pointed. At the end of the sky, she saw the outlines of many tall things. She also knew that those tall things must be what the sacred bird said. prosperous city.

But from here, the distance is very far. If we walk there, it will probably take half a day.

But for Li Qingzhao, it was only a half-day trip, which once took a month, let alone now.

Li Qingzhao was silent for a moment, then held the sword and walked slowly forward.

Rural roads during the Harvest Festival are undoubtedly very busy. Vehicles hurriedly drive by on the road, carrying loads of wheat or wheat straw. Golden wheat straw falls on the road, shining in the sunshine. Under the illumination, it shone with golden light.

Every time a vehicle passed by, Li Qingzhao would stop and watch, and the woman's curiosity also appeared in his beautiful eyes.

Bai Zhi, who was on Li Qingzhao's shoulder, was also introducing her to her from time to time.

"That's a farm vehicle. It doesn't use human power or horsepower. It needs something called gasoline..."

"..."

"Om..."

At this moment, a red car drove up the road. Li Qingzhao stopped and stared again. This time the car was different from the ones he had seen before. It looked like an iron box, but it was red.

"This is called a car. It's not much different from a farm vehicle, but it's more luxurious."

Bai Zhi explained.

"I know, after all, in the Song Dynasty, there was also a difference between horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts..."

Li Qingzhao watched the red car slowly approaching with curiosity, and she even saw a small word "Song" on the front of the car. Although the font was a bit strange, she recognized it at a glance.

She didn't know what it meant, but she could only watch quietly.

However, the approaching car seemed to slow down gradually, and finally stopped when it came to Li Qingzhao.

Immediately, the car window rolled down, and a woman's face appeared next to the car window. The woman had a rather delicate appearance, with a kind smile on her face. She looked at Li Qingzhao with a look of amazement, and then she asked:
"Miss, are you planning to go to the city?"

The woman in the car asked in a kind tone.

At this time, Li Qingzhao was staring at the car the woman was riding in, looking at the decorations in the car curiously, but for a while he didn't even hear the woman's words.

The woman also noticed Li Qingzhao's gaze, and the smile on her face immediately became brighter, and then she said: "Is this your first time riding in a car, young lady? First time seeing a car of my make? If young lady is also going to the city, you can go together."

"Going to the city?"

Li Qingzhao came back to his senses, then nodded slightly and said: "I just want to go to Bianliang... Kaifeng City, Qingzhao is here, thank you girl in advance!"

Seeing Li Qingzhao's formal expression, the curiosity on the face of the woman in the car became even more intense. She immediately patted the co-pilot beside her and said, "Miss, please get in the car!"

However, Li Qingzhao looked at the swallow-shaped sacred bird on his shoulder and couldn't help but said: "I wonder if my bird can get on the bus?"

(End of this chapter)