In July of the seventh year of Chongzhen, Ankang, Shaanxi.

It was already night, and the dark clouds in the sky were getting lower and the raindrops as big as beans hit the Ming army's position at the entrance of the Left Gorge of the Carriage. In such weather, even if you live in a tent, you will feel wet and itchy all over. If you hold a spear to stand guard, it would be a kind of experience that life is worse than death. The red mandarin duck battle jackets on the Ming soldiers, which showed the majesty of the Ming army, were all wet by the rain, and looked more and more heavy. Everyone's faces appeared a wooden expression, looking at the sky in vain, hoping that God could open his eyes, disperse the dark clouds, and bring some sunshine.

The weather is like the current Ming Dynasty. The Eastern Captains invaded the border and the riots were everywhere, and the people were everywhere. They were extremely dull and could not see any hope at all.

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"it hurts!"

Yang Xiao lay on the bed in a daze, his whole body was in aching pain. The pain was like a knife cutting, burning, or pricking, and he couldn't help but moan.

"Second Young Master, Second Young Master, you're awake..."

It reached Yang Xiao's ears with a low voice, intermittent and extremely misty.

"Where is this?" Yang Xiao slowly opened his eyes, twisted his head, and watched around.

In one corner of the room, a black oil lamp was placed on a table made of thick wood. The light only illuminated one near the corner of the table. At the other corner, there was a faint red light. Although there were two lights, the room was still extremely dark.

The table is newly made, and the bark on it has not been removed yet. The tent should be made of sheepskin because there is a smell of smell inside the house. It should still be raining outside because you can hear the sound of raindrops and even water accumulates on the ground.

Yang Xiao tried hard to see everything around him, and his mind kept analyzing. Before he could see the whole picture of the room clearly, a head suddenly reached in front of him. A sudden incident made him subconsciously shrink his neck.

It was a face of 45 or 6 years old, dark and thin, gray hair, and a wisp of beard under his jaw. When he looked at Yang Xiao's open eyes, he flashed with excited eyes.

"Uncle Fu..."

This face is both strange and familiar. In Yang Xiao's thirty-year-old life, he didn't know this person at all, but he called out a name like a devil.

"Second Young Master, it's me, I'm Ah Fu!"

Uncle Fu nodded tremblingly, and his eyes rolled in excitement: "Bless the ancestors of the Zuo family, the second young master, you will be awake. If you really have something to do, I will not have the attitude to see the master and wife under the scent of the springs."

"Um!"

At the same time, a chaotic and complex memory fragment was stuffed into Yang Xiao's mind like a movie. His lips shivered, and he fell on the bed again.

"Second Master, what's wrong with you?" Yang Xiao's actions scared Uncle Fu. He shouted loudly, and the loud voice could even shake Yang Xiao's eardrums.

"Uncle Fu, I'm fine... I'm a little tired, I want to lie down for a while." Yang Xiao lifted one arm weakly and signaled that he could hear his words.

Seeing Yang Xiao’s actions, Uncle Fu stopped making a sound and stood by the bed blankly, looking at Yang Xiao lying there. He was still muttering in a low voice: “It’s all brothers, I can’t say anything well, I have to whip it. The second young master is a scholar, but he is not as thick as you. How can he withstand such a beating like you!”

Yang Xiao didn't hear Uncle Fu's words clearly, and he was confused by the fragments that appeared out of thin air in his mind.

He was originally a travel-loving employee in the 21st century. He usually looked at some history and occasionally went to the forum to get water. He had just walked on the street after watching the history exhibition at the end of the Ming Dynasty. But a big truck was swaying towards him. His first reaction was that he encountered the legendary drunk driving, and his second reaction was that he absolutely supported the strict investigation of drunk driving.

The next thing went on. His body had an extraordinary kiss with the truck, which brought him a flying like a cloud and a mist. He also made a 360-degree rotation in the air, plus a backflip for a week and a half. When his body smashed heavily to the ground, he could clearly feel the pain everywhere. Then he fell into deep darkness.

What he didn't expect was that when he woke up again, he did not expect to catch up with the legendary time travel. The unlucky guy who was possessed by him was called Zuo Liangchen.

Zuo Liangchen was not a famous person, but his cousin was a famous figure in the late Ming Dynasty - Zuo Liangyu.

Zuo Liangyu's parents died when he was young, and he was raised by his uncle, the unlucky father whom he possessed. Then Zuo Liangyu joined the army and became the deputy general. After both his parents died, he was not good at managing finances and was left alone. In desperation, he could only take his butler Zuo Fu to join Zuo Liangyu according to his will. He was also left in the army by Zuo Liangyu, responsible for the secretary's affairs.

At that time, the thief was aroused, and Zuo Liangyu was ordered to fight the thief. During this period, he killed Liang and provoked women. Although Zuo Liangchen was not good at managing finances, he was a scholar. He was extremely disgusted with what Zuo Liangyu did and had fierce quarrels with him many times. He even shouted the slogan "The thief comes like a comb, the soldiers come like a comb, and the officials come like a shave." What's more, he once pointed at his nose and scolded Zuo Liangyu for being more cruel than the thief.

Zuo Liangyu knew Zuo Liangchen's personality, and that he was raised by his uncle. After reciprocating, he did not agree with his cousin like this and still did his own thing. Zuo Liangchen also knew that he could not do anything to him, so he could only sulk himself.

At that time, the governor of the Five-Borders was Chen Qiyu. He used his plan to trap all the bandits in the carriage gorge. At that time, the bandits were the King of Rebellion Gao Yingxiang, and there were two people who made Yang Xiao listen to him, Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong. After the Ming army trapped the bandits, it rained heavily, and more than 40,000 bandits were panicked. Finally, fifteen days ago, they sent envoys to surrender to Chen Qiyu, the military supervisor and the supervisor of the Qianqing Palace.

When Chen Qiyu learned the news, he was overjoyed. He ignored the opposition of the generals Zuo Liangyu, Cao Wenzhao, He Renlong and others, and said in the name of Chongzhen saying: "The common people are unemployed and follow the thief, and they are forced to follow the thief. Who is not a child? If you are like this, you should comfort him." He ordered the bandits led by Gao Yingxiang to put down their weapons, make a list of flowers, and then repatriate them to their original homes.

Chen Qiyu was also afraid that the thieves would be unattended and would easily cause chaos. He also appointed a pacifier, with every hundred thieves being dedicated to pacifying the thieves on the way to repatriation. After Zuo Liangchen learned about this, he thought that this was a great benefit to the country and the people, so he signed up that night. He was even received by Chen Qiyu and comforted him.

Ten days later, Zuo Liangyu learned about this. He learned that Zuo Liangchen had made the decision without authorization and became a pacifier, and was in a state of riot. He held a horse whip in his hand and came to find Zuo Liangchen and asked him to give up his position. The two had another fierce quarrel. Seeing that he could not convince him, Zuo Liangyu used violence and whipped Zuo Liangchen four or five whips, whipping him to death, and then he left.

It was raining heavily in the sky, and Zuo Liangchen was weak. In anger, he couldn't get upset and struggled in bed for a few days, but finally died, allowing Yang Xiao to possess him and travel through time.

"It's really useless, a scholar!"

When Yang Xiao understood his current situation, he only felt that his teeth were itchy. How could he not know about the place in the Chexiang Gorge? It was clearly written in history. Li Zicheng and others pretended to surrender, and all the appeasers sent by Chen Qiyu, and then began to continue their great rebellion. Because of the false surrender, the Ming Dynasty lost a good opportunity to capture Li Zicheng and others in one go. In the end, the Ming Dynasty was finally ruined.

Yang Xiao doesn't care whether the Ming Dynasty will be ruined. But his life will be lost first. He is the appeaser appointed by Chen Qiyu. After escorting the bandits on the road, his life will enter the countdown.

Yang Xiao smiled bitterly, but unexpectedly his soul escaped a car accident in the 21st century, and he was about to die in the steel knife of Li Zicheng and others.

"Is death my fate?" Yang Xiao felt a little depressed.

Seeing Yang Xiao lying there without saying a word, her eyes staring at the front without any attention. Uncle Fu moved forward: "Second Young Master, the eldest Young Master has been suppressing the thieves for a long time. Maybe what he said makes sense? What if the group of thieves really acted like what he said, as long as they leave the death ground, they will immediately betray. I am afraid of the second Young Master's life..."

While talking, Uncle Fu peeked at Yang Xiao's face. Seeing that he was not like before, he immediately refuted himself "Zhihuzhe" and felt relieved. Then he persuaded: "Brother, what are you talking about? The eldest young master is a anxious temper, so what better..."

"Yes!" After hearing Uncle Fu's words, Yang Xiao couldn't help but curse himself in his heart, forgetting Zuo Liangyu, the cheapest brother. With him coming forward, he might be able to remove the position of appeaser! He is a person who died after the founding of the Southern Ming Dynasty. His thigh is so thick that he can survive. As long as he keeps up with his pace, he might be able to die!

Thinking of this, Yang Xiao also became energetic. He stretched out his arms, pressed them hard under his body, and tried to get up.

His actions made Uncle Fu choke back in half of his words. He looked at Yang Xiao in surprise, wondering what this young master who had watched him grow up was going to do?

"Um!"

Yang Xiao had just stretched out half of his body and felt a continuous burst of pain behind him. The scars that were beaten by Zuo Liangyu and his muscles twitched, causing him to sweat all over his body, his body was soft and weak, and he almost lay there again.

Hearing Yang Xiao’s cry, Uncle Fu was extremely nervous: “Second Young Master, don’t move, your health is not healed yet, and you just took the medicine…”

"Help me up!" Yang Xiao gritted his teeth hard and endured the pain on his back. His face was touched by the wound, and it was so ferocious that it was almost terrifying.

Seeing this familiar expression, Uncle Fu sighed in his heart. He knew that his second young master had a stubborn temper again. Every time this expression appeared on his face, it proved that no one could change his thoughts. He had never seen the second young master's expression when the master and his wife were alive. Since he arrived in the army, this expression often appeared on his face, and every time he appeared, it was directly related to his elder brother Zuo Liangyu.

Whether the second young master saw officers and soldiers killing Liang, or saw Zuo Liangyu forcing the girl to wait for the bed, or the two quarreled fiercely, this expression would always appear at the right time.

Uncle Fu knew that he could not persuade him anymore, so he reached out and held Yang Xiao's arms hard, lifted his body hard, and let Yang Xiao sit down.

"Where are the shoes?" Yang Xiao sat beside the bed, his feet were scratching on the ground for a long time but he couldn't find his shoes. He had no choice but to open his mouth and ask Uncle Fu.

"Second Young Master, the shoes are here!" Uncle Fu walked to the other side of the tent.

Only then did Yang Xiao notice that there was a brazier on the other side of the tent, and the dark red charcoal was covered with white ashes.

Seeing Yang Xiao glance at the brazier, Uncle Fu lowered his head like a child who did something wrong: "Second Master, I see you are injured. The tent is too cold. I'm afraid that your body will not be able to bear it, so I went to find the eldest master's personal soldiers to ask for some charcoal."

Looking at the cramped Uncle Fu, Yang Xiao smiled silently. It seemed that the original owner of his body was really stubborn, and he couldn't get along with his body. The tent was cold and wet. If there was no such pot of charcoal, life would be difficult.

"Take the shoes!" Yang Xiao whispered.

"Okay!" Uncle Fu picked up the blue brocade cloth shoes roasted by the brazier, returned to Yang Xiao and bent his waist down.

"No, I'll do it myself!" Yang Xiao quickly stopped him. The other party was in his forties and was already old in this era. How could he let him serve himself in his shoes?

"Second Young Master, are you hurting yourself? Let the villain..."

Before Uncle Fu finished speaking, he saw that Yang Xiao had bent down and even took a shoe with his hands.

"It's so painful for his grandma!" Yang Xiao's movements touched the wound behind him again. He thrust and thrust, making him grin, and a few drops of sweat rolled down from his forehead.

"This is a chaotic world!" This thought suddenly came to Yang Xiao's mind.

It is better to be a peaceful dog than a troubled person.

Yang Xiao doesn't remember what book this is, but now he really feels a steel knife hanging behind his neck, and he will cut it down at any time. In the chaotic world, human life is as fragile as an ant crawling on the ground. You don't know when a big foot will fall from the sky and crush you to pieces.

"If you can't stand the pain at all, just lie down and wait for death. Maybe there is another chance to travel through time." Yang Xiao smiled bitterly, tried hard to endure the pain in his back, and grabbed the shoes in Uncle Fu's hand tightly with his hands.

When he tried his best to put on his shoes, he felt cold sweat flowing. Sweat flowed to the wound on his back, and it didn't hurt so much.

Yang Xiao stood on the ground, stretched his hand to his back, trying hard to touch the wound on his back.

"Second Young Master, what are you doing?" Uncle Fu was frightened by Yang Xiao's actions and asked in surprise.

"How many times did you suck me?" Yang Xiao touched for a long time but did not touch the wound on his back. He could only give up this futile action and asked Uncle Fu.

"Not a few times?" Uncle Fu stammered.

"How many times?" Yang Xiao asked afterwards.

"It's just four or five strokes!" Uncle Fu was forced to answer.

"You can kill you in four or five strokes. You are really a talent." Yang Xiao was so angry that he felt the wound on his back healed and straightened his body.

"Uncle Fu, take my clothes over!"

"Second Young Master, are you going out?" Uncle Fu was shocked.

"I want to see my eldest brother!"

"Brother?" Uncle Fu raised his head, feeling a little lost.

The word "Brother" has not appeared in the mouth of his second young master for a while. When he is in a good mood, he will call him Zuo Liangyu, but when he is in a bad mood, he will be the one with the surname Zuo. When the two quarrel, there will even be a title like a thief.

"Second Young Master, it's raining outside, and your injury hasn't he healed yet?" Uncle Fu was a little embarrassed. Even if the Second Young Master called the eldest brother, it doesn't mean that his relationship with Zuo Liangyu has recovered to the past. At this time, Zuo Liangyu must be happily holding a woman he snatched from somewhere. The Second Young Master went there at this time and seeing this situation, maybe there would be another storm.
Chapter completed!