In October of the second year of Jianning in the Han Dynasty, Zhuoxian County.

In autumn, Zhuoxian County begins to gradually get cooler, and the milky white fog in the morning is misty. Most things in the county are bathed in the morning fog, hazy and looming.

Lousang belongs to Zhuo County and is located in the south of Zhuo County. It is named after the many mulberry trees planted in and around the village - Big Tree Lousang.

It's sunny after the rain today, and the entire countryside outside Lousang Village is filled with a faint aroma of earth. The winding dirt road connects Zhuoxian and Lousang. There are occasionally a few ginkgo trees on the way, and their leaves are already turning golden.

Under the early morning sunlight, it shone with dazzling luster, spreading irregularly on the ground in patches with the wind.

An ox cart made a dull creaking sound, driving slowly from the direction of Zhuoxian County towards Lousang Village. From a distance, whether it was the old and frail ox pulling the cart or the cart that was about to fall apart

The broken ox carts looked out of place with this golden autumn picture on the dirt road.

"Oh, dear brother, come back..."

Liu Yuanqi, who was sitting on the bullock cart, had a sad expression on his face, his brows were furrowed, and he was sighing.

He was not old, and his complexion was rosy and shiny, but his gloomy and gloomy look made him look thirty years older.

Liu Yuanqi's real name was Liu Zhou, and his surname was Yuanqi. He was considered a very respectable figure in Zhuo County, but he was limited to only one-third of an acre in Zhuo County.

Liu Zhou had quite a lot of land in Zhuo County. He was not considered rich, but he was definitely not poor... But compared to his limited wealth, what he was really proud of was his status as the Queen of Prince Jing of Zhongshan.

But this remote clan identity was only taken seriously by Liu Zhou himself. Liu Sheng, the ninth son of Emperor Jing of Han Dynasty, King Jing of Zhongshan, had a large group of children, and Liu Zhou was the sixteenth grandson of Emperor Jing of Han Dynasty. This description alone can

You can imagine how thin the clan bloodline in him is.

At best, there are only as many mosquito bites.

"Father, why haven't you arrived yet?"

A childish voice brought Liu Zhou back from his thoughts, and he turned to look at his son beside him.

Upon seeing this, Liu Zhou felt angry.

After becoming a clan member, Liu Zhou paid great attention to his own image. No matter who he was dealing with, he would "sit with a straight face" when dealing with people. Even when eating with his own family, he would "not hesitate at the table and pick at the clothes."

He is always reminded that he is one of the tens of thousands of grandsons of Prince Jing of Zhongshan.

What an honor!

But the sitting posture of his son at this time was in sharp contrast with Liu Zhou who was sitting upright.

"Don't sit like that! It's very disrespectful!"

Faced with Liu Zhou's sudden reproach, five-year-old Liu Jian subconsciously looked down at where he was sitting.

The buttocks are on the ground, the legs are curled up, and the two hands are wrapped around the legs...Is there nothing wrong? You are not exposing your crotch.

This position is actually quite uncomfortable, but on this bumpy and rough bullock cart, apart from lying down, I can't find a more comfortable position than this.

"Father, how have I behaved inappropriately?"

"Why don't you sit upright?"

Liu Jian's immature face began to twitch.

Zhi sitting means sitting on one's knees! When kneeling on this wooden cart, my knees are not allowed to come out of the pit?

"Father, this is an oxcart, and it is an informal occasion to meet the elders. Why do you have to sit down?"

Liu Zhou said with a straight face: "Why can't you ride on the bullock cart? Isn't your father your elder?"

"Father, you are being a bit unreasonable. When I kneel on the bullock cart, is it the cow or my father who is kneeling..."

Liu Zhou's face suddenly sank.

…

After less than three cups of tea, Liu Jian sat upright on Niuchi Mountain. One of the two hairlocks on his head was broken up, and the slightly yellowed filaments were spread to one side.

On his pink face, there is an inconspicuous Wuzhishan mark on the left cheek.

Liu Jian is a kid with strong skin and is not afraid of pain when he resists being beaten. It doesn't matter if he gets beaten.

It's just that he doesn't understand that a cute five-year-old kid who has not yet reached the age of leadership is too late to be loved by everyone, and it's too late to attract others...why his father, who is polite and polite in front of outsiders, can treat his own family so well.

Can the young boy get rid of his big pig's hooves?

Liu Jian thought to himself that if he was asked to hit his son because of his sitting posture, he would never do it.

The father of the Han Dynasty was really not that good.

Yes, the five-year-old Liu Jian was fused with the soul of an adult man from later generations. The two souls merged about two months ago.

During this period, Liu Jian was tortured very painfully. It was not that he lacked food and clothing after traveling through time, but that his family was relatively wealthy.

It's just that the Han Dynasty had too many rules, especially the "mosquito clan" like Liu Zhou, who regarded himself as extraordinary, and was very strict with his descendants, even eating, drinking, and urinating.

The truth is, you have to poop at the right place if you have bad bowel movements.

In the past two months or so, Liu Jian had beaten him a little every three days and a big one every five days. He got used to it with a shoe sole when he got in the car, and an uppercut when he got off.

Liu Jian rubbed his sore knees and rolled his eyes at Liu Zhou dissatisfied.

Liu Zhouyi turned his head, and he immediately looked away again, showing an innocent and cute expression.

"You are such an idiot, you don't have any rules on weekdays. Today you are going to pay homage to your father. You must not embarrass your father! If not, I will have to practice the family law for you."

Liu Jian rolled his eyes, it didn't matter.

"I know, just remember it, kid."

He was not interested in paying homage to his father. What he cared about most was his destiny and future.

Although Liu Jian studied engineering in his previous life, he was familiar with the late Han Dynasty. Through these two months of living in the Han Dynasty, he understood his own situation.

He heard the adults say that it was the second year of Jianning, and he even found out in a roundabout way that the emperor's name was Hong.

He knew that Liu Hong was the Ling Emperor of the Han Dynasty, and he also knew that the building would collapse and the Han Dynasty would fall into war in the future. The famous Yellow Turban Uprising took place during Liu Hong's reign.

However, Liu Jian still doesn't know when the Yellow Turban Uprising will occur, nor does he know at which stage Liu Hong is in charge of the Han Dynasty.

He was only five years old, and he couldn't even decide whether to kneel or not when riding in an ox cart. He couldn't ask questions about the emperor and the rebellion.

He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, Liu Zhou would hang his cute five-year-old child directly.

"Your father's fate was rough. Although he belonged to the Han Dynasty clan, he never succeeded in his life. He died before he was forty years old, leaving behind a wife and children. It is difficult to survive. Today is the fourth day of his life, and my father will take you there.

Let’s worship.”

Liu Jian's attention was brought back to reality by Liu Zhou's thoughts.

"My father took the child to pay homage today, presumably to help his mother and the orphan, right?"

Paying homage to a brother? Dropping in to see the widow?

Liu Zhou didn't expect that his five-year-old son would think of such a thing.

He stroked his beard and looked at Liu Jian solemnly, with a threatening tone in his tone: "What you said just now, your mother taught you to say it deliberately for me to hear! Yes or no!?"

Liu Jian could clearly feel that when Liu Zhou said this, the aura around his body was completely different from that just now, and the knuckles of his fists were clenching.

When life and death were at stake, Liu Jian hurriedly pretended to be cute: "Father, I followed you out this morning and didn't say even three words to my mother. Besides, my mother never ate candy with me. Why should I imitate her words?"

Faced with the childish words of the youngest son, Liu Zhou was stunned for a moment, and then secretly said that he was too worried.

His wife is usually very stingy. A few days ago, he also talked to his wife about helping his deceased brother's wife and children. Who would have thought that the unkind wife would get angry and make a fuss... and he would do it because he was a man!

As soon as Liu Jian's words came out, Liu Zhou's first reaction was that his mother taught him these words, so that his children would stop him from helping his brother and wife... But thinking about it carefully, no matter how unreasonable the woman was, she should not

Would you teach your child these nonsense things? After all, the child is only five years old.

Liu Zhou reached out and touched Liu Jian's head, and his tone softened rarely: "As a father, I shouldn't beat you, nor should I be cruel to you. You guessed it right. After your father passed away, you left behind a wife and one son.

, but the family doesn’t have any money left. After all, we are from the same clan, so we still have to help.”

Liu Jian praised Liu Zhou in his heart.

Although this cheap father is a bit old-fashioned and vain, and his actions are not in harmony with him - but when it comes to being compassionate, Liu Jian feels that his father is quite accommodating to his son.

"If a father is virtuous, his children should learn from him diligently."

Liu Zhou listened to this boy's constant talk, and the unhappiness he felt just now because he was not riding the boat was all gone.

He stretched out his hand to hold Liu Jian in his arms, laughed loudly and said, "My son has a benevolent heart at a young age, and I am very happy to be a father."

Why did the father of the Han Dynasty fall out like a book?

Liu Jian was pulled so hard by Liu Zhou that his knees were so painful that he felt like he was about to shed tears.

However, he still puffed up his chest proudly: "The foundation of benevolence and righteousness is what Mr. Xu taught me when I was visiting him a few days ago. Although I am young, I should take the sages as my teachers and learn from them diligently.

……hiss!"

At the end of the story, Liu Jian really couldn't stand it anymore. He sat on the bullock cart again with his buttocks, rubbed his knees and said, "Father, how about I get off the car and take a few steps?"

Liu Zhou said with a smile: "I have been kneeling for such a long time, and I have to take a break. Apart from teaching you what you said just now, what else did Mr. Xu say?"

Liu Jian rubbed his knees with his little hands and replied: "I didn't teach you much. I just praised me for being different from ordinary people and becoming extraordinary after a long time."

Liu Zhou was overjoyed when he heard this: "Oh? What great thing has my son done? To be praised so highly by the old gentleman?"

"I don't know, maybe I hit his inkstone? Or I accidentally broke his cane? Or... it was the time I drove the old gentleman's dog into the well?"
To be continued...