Zhao Zhikuan was speechless looking at the ragged man in front of him. He left his hometown of Hainan Island at the age of twenty to study in the Northeast. He had experienced those turbulent years and had seen many kinds of things in his life. He thought he had cultivated everywhere.

He was not shocked at all, but when he saw the real ancient man in front of him, his eyes were still shocked.

The man in front of Zhao Zhikuan is about 1.7 meters tall. He has a dark face and is estimated to be around thirty years old. He is bare-chested and wearing gray trousers and one cloth shoe on his feet. The other one is probably struggling.

In the process, the man was escorted to Zhao Zhikuan by Zhao Heng and his son. He probably saw that Zhao Zhikuan was an old man with white hair, so he uttered a series of hurried words.

Zhao Zhikuan is a native of Hainan. Although he has been away from his hometown for more than 40 years, he still understands some local accents. However, the words spoken by the man in front of him are right and wrong. Although some words are similar to Hainan dialect, most of the words are still unintelligible.

don't know.

Zhao Zhikuan didn't understand it after listening for a long time, so he had no choice but to speak a strange speech from his mouth. This dialect has a tone that is somewhat like Sichuan dialect, and is completely different from the native Hainan dialect of later generations.

Zhao Fuxiang did not expect that his father could still speak Sichuan dialect, so he asked strangely: "Dad, can you still speak Sichuan dialect?"

Zhao Zhikuan waved his hand to interrupt his son's question, and then asked a few more questions. The captured man seemed to understand what Zhao Zhikuan said, nodding his head repeatedly and speaking in Sichuan dialect. Except for Zhao Zhikuan, the rest of the Zhao family are all from the Northeast.

The Sichuan dialect was understood there, so I had no choice but to wait patiently on the sidelines.

Zhao Zhikuan stopped talking after asking a few questions, but lowered his head in thought. Zhao Fuxiang saw that I had stopped talking, so he quickly stepped forward and asked again: "Dad, what did he say?"

Seeing the expectant looks in his family's eyes, Zhao Zhikuan sighed and said, "He and I spoke Hainan military dialect. Although we haven't spoken in more than 40 years, I still understand the basic meaning!"

Unlike neighboring Guangdong, the local dialect of Hainan is close to the Minnan dialect. In addition to the local Hainan dialect, there is also a northern dialect spread throughout Hainan Island, which is Hainan Military Dialect.

Hainan military dialect is a product of history. Since the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, guard posts have been established in various places to implement the reclamation system. Most of the guards in various places are soldiers from Huai'an, Yangzhou, so the local dialect, which is the Huainan Mandarin of the Ming Dynasty, has been brought to the whole country.

Everywhere.

The tone of Hainan military dialect is similar to that of Sichuan dialect. It is not that the guardsmen in Hainan are all Sichuanese, but that the Southwest Mandarin spoken by Sichuan people comes from the Huainan Mandarin of the Ming Dynasty. This is why the two places are thousands of miles apart.

, but the tones are somewhat similar.

The local dialect of Hainan is because there were many refugees from the north in the past dynasties, so the dialects of each era are different. For example, although Danzhou and Lingao are not far apart, their dialects are completely different. However, because the scope of use of military dialect is small, at the same time, the dialects of Hainan are different.

The soldiers have guarded the local area for generations and have little mobility, so Hainan military dialect has not changed much in more than 600 years.

Of course, Zhao Fuxiang is not interested in the origin of Hainan's military dialect. What he is anxious about is where this place is and what era it is!

"Dad, we'll talk about the military later. Did you ask him where we are now?"

Zhao Zhikuan nodded and said: "Asked, this is still Hainan Island. In front of it is Baishajin, which is Baishamen in Haikou City. But the time is a little wrong. It is not 2022, but the Ming Dynasty!"

As soon as Zhao Zhikuan said the words, Ma Guilan, who was waiting anxiously beside him, immediately passed out. Ma Guilan was already sixty-five years old, and with high blood pressure, she couldn't bear the stimulation. If something happened, Zhao Zhikuan couldn't care about anything else and hurried forward to rescue him.

My wife, fortunately, Ma Guilan always had emergency medicine at her side. With the efforts of everyone, Ma Guilan finally woke up.

The first thing Ma Guilan said when she woke up was to ask: "Old man, why can't we go back?"

Ma Guilan saw the old man nodding with difficulty, and at the same time thought that she would never see her brothers and sisters in her hometown again, she couldn't help but start to cry.

Zhao Fuxiang is an only child, and the most important person to him besides his parents is his son. Although he has traveled to the Ming Dynasty, his whole family is by his side, so he is not very sad. The most important thing for him now is to find out which time he is in.

Duan, you must know that during the more than 270 years of the Ming Dynasty, there were the stable and stable Hongzhi and the ZTE, but also the chaotic times of the late Ming Dynasty when people were murderous. It would be easier to travel back to the peaceful era, but if it were the chaotic times of Chongzhen, the first priority would be how to escape.

"Dad, please ask him who the current emperor is!"

"I asked just now, and he said that the current Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is Chongzhen, but I don't know the specific era name, but I know that today is the first day of the first lunar month of the Jiashen year!"

Zhao Fuxiang is the director of the township cultural website. He usually considers himself a scholar. He likes to talk about the past and present with several elementary school principals. To put it bluntly, he drinks too much and brags together. Although he does not know the history of the Ming Dynasty in detail, he still knows it.

Chongzhen was the emperor for seventeen years, and the Jiashen year was the last year of Chongzhen, which was also the year when the Ming Dynasty fell.

In the seventeenth year of Apocalypse and the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, in the twenty-four years when the crisis of the Ming Dynasty broke out, there was not no chance of a comeback. Zhao Fuxiang believed that he was good at dancing, and with his extra six hundred years of knowledge, he would definitely be able to assist the Ming Dynasty.

If the dynasty gets out of trouble, then it can be done by conferring titles as marquises or becoming prime ministers.

If the emperor does not listen to Zhao Fuxiang, then Zhao Fuxiang will have time to develop independently. Even if the world cannot be unified, it is not difficult to separate one side.

But what now? Chongzhen will hang himself this year. According to historical records, the unlucky toad emperor Zhu Yousong will ascend the throne in Nanjing in May this year. The small court of Nanming will perish in May next year, leaving Zhao Fuxiang.

The time was only a year and a half. Even if Zhao Fuxiang mastered the Maoshan magic and spread the beans to form an army, more than a year would be too late.

Thinking that he had a slim future after traveling to this era, Zhao Fuxiang couldn't take a breath and passed out. Sun Jing saw her husband passed out and hurriedly came with Zhao Heng to rescue Zhao Fuxiang. Ma Guilan saw her only son passed out and also

Regardless of his own poor health, he still came to help his daughter-in-law rescue his son. Although Zhao Zhikuan didn't like this good-for-nothing son, he was his only son after all, so he stood up to watch his son's condition.

The fisherman from the Ming Dynasty saw this strange family busy together and no one was taking care of him, so he took this opportunity to escape. The fisherman took advantage of Zhao Zhikuan to stand up, and suddenly kicked Zhao Zhikuan, and then stood up to exert his strength.

Just run away.

But he forgot that he had a fishing net wrapped around him, and he could walk with his hands tied, but he couldn't control the direction when running. After running a few steps, he somersaulted and landed on the beach. Zhao Heng saw this guy was about to run, so he stepped up and stepped on him.

On his back, he cursed: "You bastard still want to run away?"

Although Zhao Heng didn't look fat, he had a strong body, weighing more than 180 kilograms. His kick was so strong that he didn't step out the guy's shit. There was no hope of being caught by this guy when he ran away, and he gave up the idea of ​​escaping.

, started to curse loudly while crying.

Although Zhao Heng didn't understand what this guy said, he probably didn't have anything nice to say. He turned around and saw that Zhao Zhikuan was okay and then felt relieved. He caught the guy again and brought him to Zhao Zhikuan.

"Grandpa, what is this guy talking about?"

"He said that he is a relative of Mr. Qian of the Haikou Institute. If he is not released, Mr. Qian will lead an army to destroy us Japanese pirates!"

Japanese pirate? Zhao Heng looked at himself. He was wearing a red jacket and had a short haircut. He really didn't look like a Ming Dynasty person with full hair.

Zhao Heng smiled and said: "Grandpa, tell him that we are not Japanese pirates, but real Han people, and tell him not to be afraid!"

Zhao Zhikuan translated Zhao Heng's words to the fisherman, but how could this guy be persuaded by Zhao Heng's few words, so he continued to curse.

Zhao Heng had trouble taking care of this guy now, so he took the nylon rope from the car and tied the guy to a rock. He also found a torn rag and stuffed his mouth, so that he could calm down for a while.

Here Zhao Fuxiang finally woke up after being rescued. The first thing he did when he woke up was to cry: "Dad, Mom! We can't go back, what should we do?"

Seeing his son's panicked look, Zhao Zhikuan cursed with hatred: "Fuxiang, you are already a forty-three-year-old adult, why do you still panic when something happens? You are now the head of the family!"

After being scolded by his father, Zhao Fuxiang lowered his head and did not dare to speak. He complained secretly in his heart: Is this a trivial matter? Is it a trivial matter after traveling to the Ming Dynasty?

Although Zhao Fuxiang was dissatisfied, he did not dare to contradict his father.

Zhao Zhikuan looked at his wife Ma Guilan and daughter-in-law Sun Jing. They didn't have any good ideas. Zhao Zhikuan looked at his grandson and asked, "Zhao Heng, what do you think we should do?"

Zhao Heng thought for a while and said: "Grandpa, the most important thing now is to find a way back. Since we are crossing through heavy fog, can we find a way to cross back through heavy fog? The second thing is that if we can't go back, we should

Understanding the local situation, our top priority is to survive safely!"

Seeing that his grandson's answer was not perfect, but still much better than his son's, Zhao Zhikuan was very pleased. He smiled and said: "Okay, I'll do as you say! You and your dad will go around first to see if there is anything abnormal.

, and check the clean water source! Your grandma and I will clean up here and see if there is anything in the car that can be used!"

Zhao Heng nodded and prepared to look around with Zhao Fuxiang. Sun Jing was worried about his son, so he found an aluminum baseball bat from the car, handed it to Zhao Heng and said, "Son, hold it for self-defense, and be careful of wild beasts!"

Zhao Heng took the baseball bat and said with a smile: "Mom, don't worry, Hainan Island has been developed for thousands of years, and Haidian Island is surrounded by water on all sides, what kind of wild beasts are there?"

"Be careful of the locals even if there are no wild beasts. Didn't that Ming Dynasty man just now say he was a relative of Mr. Qian? You must be careful!"

Seeing that his mother was worried, Zhao Heng agreed with a smile. He knew about some military systems in the Ming Dynasty. Qianzong was a thousand households, responsible for 1,120 soldiers. According to later generations, they were regiment-level cadres. Zhao Heng looked at what he just said

The poor fisherman's pants are all leaking. How can he have a group leader as a relative? But what I said is right. Since there are people on Haidian Island, you still need to be careful.
Chapter completed!