In the twelfth year of Yongtai, summer.

Anping County, Xiaohe Village.

In midsummer, a heavy rain swept away most of the scorching heat and brought a rare refreshing coolness.

Under the tree, the forty-year-old Ge Yuanwai was leaning on the rocking chair with his eyes narrowed, a look of contentment on his face.

Under the shade of a tree not far from him, a young man in coarse linen clothes was leaning on a stone table, copying in front of a thread-bound book. There were many copied papers on the ground around him. Press with stones to dry.

This scene attracted many villagers to stop.

"Tsk, tsk, little Mr. Su is really amazing, he can read so many words." Aunt Li clicked her tongue.

"No, don't look at that book. It's not even a finger thick. Let me tell you, there are at least several thousand words in it!"

Uncle Wang added proudly, as if the boy was his own child.

"Thousands of words!"

Several villagers were gasping for air.

"This knowledge... Well, if my Tiedan can be half as smart as him, I will be considered a proud ancestor."

Liu Erzhu's face was filled with envy and he hated himself for not being able to give birth to such a smart son.

"So what if you're smart? Do you have a Qishu Xiu from your family?"

Zhang Cuihua curled her lips and said sourly: "No matter how talented Su Ping is, didn't he go to the county school? In the end, it wasn't all in vain."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent for a while.

The county school is run by the government, and it is cheaper than a private school, but it is not within the reach of the families in Xiaohe Village.

After a long while, someone spoke up, slightly curious: "By the way, why did Mr. Su work so hard all of a sudden? In just half a year, people from all over the country knew about it."

"Hey, what's so strange about this."

Aunt Li sighed, shook her head, and said: "This child has a hard life. He lost his father when he couldn't remember. His mother finally raised him up. He also got rid of his illness last winter. Now he is the only one left in the family. There is no need." Does the function work?”

"Hey, that's right..."

Everyone sighed and dispersed.

At this time, the young man in the courtyard finally finished transcribing.

He gently put the brush aside and looked at the paper in front of him, his eyes dazed for a moment.

His name is indeed Su Ping, but he is not the Su Ping that the villagers have grown up watching.

Half a year ago, I was still the leader of a small department of a listed company.

After fainting at a drinking party, he was suddenly diagnosed with a rare disease called moyamoya disease.

In the end, he passed away with regret in his best years and said goodbye to the world of luxury and wealth.

When he opened his eyes again, he became Su Ping from Xiaohe Village.

Also named Su Ping, the one who was replaced had a completely different fate.

In the inherited memory, before the original person was born, his father was drafted to the border and never came back.

His mother, Mrs. Liu, worked hard to raise him, but she herself developed a disease and ultimately failed to survive last winter.

It was precisely because of the death of his mother that his original body died in grief, so he made room for his time-traveled self.

Time travel!

Why time travel and not rebirth?

Su Ping sighed in his heart.

According to memory, this world is called China Continent.

Xiaohe Village is located in Zhongzhou, which belongs to the territory of the Daqing Dynasty.

Daqing...is not any familiar historical dynasty.

It's just time travel, the key is that his background is still so bad.

Xiaohe Village is very poor, and my family is even poorer.

A single-room tile-roofed house with no other advantages except that it does not leak, and ten acres of fields that produce one hundred and twenty kilograms of millet per mu.

This is all the family property.

It's at least a poor place for other people to travel through time, but what about you?

Not even a poor family.

He was a nobleman from a poor family who had fallen into disgrace. From his own family background, he could be considered a middle peasant.

The best thing about misfortune is that my memory has become so strong that I can recite a book even if I don't understand its meaning after reading it several times.

Moreover, in the Daqing Dynasty, the status of scholars was beyond imagination.

This can be seen from Ge Yuanwai's status in Xiaohe Village.

You know, Ge Yuanwai has no fame, he is just an old boy who has failed many times.

Just like that, it was too late for the people in Xiaohe Village to curry favor.

Ge Yuanwai often sighed and said that if he became a scholar, the magistrates in Anping County would treat him with courtesy.

In the Daqing Dynasty, the saying "Everything is inferior, only reading is high" is no longer a kind of praise, but a true portrayal of the real world.

Although Su Ping didn't understand why, he was not good at anything else. With his super memory, wouldn't he be good at reading and taking exams?

Not to mention being promoted to a scholar, he felt that there was still hope for him if he became a scholar and had enough food and clothing.

Moreover, the mourning period in Daqing is only forty-nine days, not three years, so the death of the original mother will not affect his participation in the imperial examination next year.

Thinking of this, Su Ping's belief became firmer, he breathed a sigh of relief, and pressed the last page of paper with stones.

Then, he held the linear book in his hands and examined it page by page.

After confirming that no foreign objects had fallen in, he closed the book and smoothed out the creases over and over again.

It's not a quirk of any zodiac sign, it's just that I really can't afford it.

Most of the family's income in the past few years has been spent on buying medicine for my mother Liu, and there really is no money left to buy books.

As a last resort, Su Ping could only borrow books from Ge Yuanwai to copy.

A simple-covered book like this, with inferior paper and ink, costs half a tael per copy.

The ten acres of farmland at home are in full production two seasons a year, but we can only buy a dozen books.

As for selling land, Su Ping doesn't do such things as burning forests for hunting.

So in order not to stain or damage these books, he was very careful every time.

not far away.

Member Ge seemed to be awake from a deep sleep. He saw Su Ping's actions and couldn't help but nod secretly.

In fact, he is not a very generous person, especially since these books are so precious that even his own family members have to ask for permission first if they want to read them.

But from all over the country, there was a scholar like Su Ping, who was modest and courteous, and he liked her from the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't help but want to see how far this young man could go.

After a while, Su Ping finally put the books in order, stood up and bowed to Mr. Ge: "Ge Weng, the students have finished copying."

"Yes, Not Bad."

Ge Yuanwai sat up straight and nodded with satisfaction, "Now your knowledge has surpassed mine. If you gain fame in the future, don't forget to treat me to a drink."

"When it comes to learning, a strict teacher is in trouble. If the teacher is strict, then the Tao will be respected. After the Tao is respected, the people will know and respect the learner."

Su Ping shook his head and said: "Ge Weng taught me a lot. Although he does not have the name of master and disciple, he is actually a master and disciple. Once the student achieves something, he will never forget this great kindness."

This passage comes from the Book of Rites, which means that learning is a journey. Respecting teachers is very rare. Only when you respect teachers can you respect the knowledge you have learned. Only when knowledge is respected can you have the desire to learn and improve.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

As soon as these words came out, Officer Ge's eyes flashed brightly, and he said hello three times, and then said: "I have already said hello to Tu Xuezheng from the county school. He is willing to vouch for you in the third examination for children next year."

The three examinations for children are the county examination, the government examination, and the hospital examination. In Daqing, these three examinations are held once a year, usually in February, April, and June.

To take these three exams, the sponsor needs to be at least a junior citizen, and Ge Yuan is not qualified.

So Su Ping bowed respectfully again.

After receiving the courtesy, Mr. Ge turned around and shouted to the room: "Peace, come out."

"Coming! Coming!"

A childish voice came from inside the room.

Soon, a small figure clutched a book and ran out in a hurry, panting and standing in front of Su Ping.

"What should I do if I fall down while running so fast?"

Su Ping smiled and touched the little guy's head.
To be continued...