My life skills in Daming Liver

Su Ze was woken up by the sound of waves hitting the cliff.

In a daze, when he opened his eyes, he saw the old-fashioned wooden bed screen cover full of dust. In the half-light, Su Ze felt a sense of confusion, as if he had traveled through a hundred years after waking up.

The cognition of time and space gradually recovered, and Su Ze sat up, saw the old-fashioned TV in the room, and brought his hazy consciousness back to the real world.

The only hotel in Changningwei Village has a sense of history. When I wake up every day, I feel like traveling through time.

Sure enough, what the instructor said was right, "read less online novels."

However, Su Ze always disagreed with another sentence from the tutor, "play less games".

He took out his phone, clicked on the familiar app, and glanced at the results of his overnight hangup.

[Congratulations to player Su Ze, your skill "Medical Skill" has been upgraded and is now Lv5.]

Su Ze quickly moved the character from [Medical House] to [School], and continued to hang on the skill level of "Reading".

In "Hundred Scenes", a small factory places an on-hook mobile phone, and Su Ze, who is a part-time student, naturally has no money to krypton, so he can only use liver instead of krypton.

After closing the game, Su Ze can't say how much he is addicted to the game, but just relieve it when he is under a lot of academic pressure.

After grooming, Su Ze walked out of the dilapidated inn. This inn was built on a high slope and could overlook the entire Changningwei Village. In the morning light, only a few houses were still wafting with cooking smoke. This ancient village has gradually lost its popularity.

Su Ze, a graduate student in the history department of a key university, came to Changningwei Village to complete his master's thesis.

The seaside in southern Fujian is still very hot in August. The sea is too stingy to give the land a cool breeze. Before eight o'clock, the scorching sun is already blinding people's eyes.

Su Ze put on a straw hat as the Romans did, and walked towards the ancestral hall in the center of Changningwei Village with the information bag in his hands.

There is a circle of transparent gauze under the wide-brimmed bamboo hat. This layer of gauze does not affect the road view, and can also block the direct ultraviolet rays on the face and neck. Su Ze has to admire the wisdom of the ancestors.

Passing by several abandoned houses, Su Ze couldn't help but sigh.

Su Ze found out from local chronicles that Changning Guard was established in the thirteenth year of Ming Hongwu. This is a guard in southern Fujian, and it is the watchman of the vast sea area of ​​​​the Ming Empire.

As for the people of Changningwei Village, they are the descendants of military households in the Weisuo. They lived in this Weisuo for more than 600 years before the wave of economic development swept across the country.

Many houses still retain the style when they were first built. They have stood firm in this seaside guard for six hundred years, but modernization eventually defeated this seaside watchtower.

Under the tide of the times, young people left the village one after another to work in big cities, and then the next generation also left. The kindergarten and primary school in Changningwei Village were gradually abolished and merged with the county schools.

Today, there are only a few dozen elderly people left in the village that once accommodated thousands of people.

In the past few years, the tourism industry has been vigorously developed. Someone once planned to transform this village into an ancient town tourist attraction. This remote seaside village was also connected to the road a few years ago.

Su Ze walked on the newly built concrete road, carefully avoiding the grains on the road.

But there are no young people left in the village, and this road has become a rice drying ground.

It's just that the wave of development of the times has gradually subsided, and the plan for the renovation of scenic spots has been put on the shelf. Fortunately, the ancient village can still be preserved, which gives Su Ze the opportunity to complete his master's thesis.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Su Ze's forehead was already sweating. The ancestral hall in the center of the village is the most gorgeous building in Changningwei Village. On the eaves are animals made of colored glaze. This Ming Dynasty style building is well preserved. Students majoring in architecture must see it as a treasure.

It's just that in the eyes of Su Ze, who majors in history, he pays more attention to the 600-year-old genealogy of Changningwei Village in the ancestral hall than the gorgeous ancestral hall.

"Seventh Uncle!"

Su Ze yelled, and an old man in a white sweatshirt came out of the ancestral hall tremblingly, muttering:

"It's called a soul! It's not dead!"

Su Ze chuckled, and quickly stepped forward to support the seventh uncle, and handed the old man the wine he brought from the town yesterday.

"Good wine!"

Seventh Uncle and Su Ze are not related by blood.

Uncle Qi had read some books when he was young, but later he broke his leg for some unknown reason when he was working part-time. He was unable to do physical work, so he returned to the village. The villagers felt sorry for him and asked him to guard the ancestral hall.

Decades have passed in a flash, he has changed from Ah Qi to Qi Shu, and now he is Qi Uncle.

Seventh Uncle was greedy for alcohol, regardless of it being morning, he poured the wine and took a sip, the wine bug aroused his conversation.

He put down his glass and said, "Come on, today we will tell the story of the Seventh Patriarch!"

Su Ze quickly took out his notebook and turned on the recorder.

He brought food and drink to the old man guarding the ancestral hall every day, just to learn about the historical information of this Ming Dynasty guard house from the mouth of the ancestral hall guard.

When the academic pioneers of the past dynasties had swept the Ming Dynasty beyond measure, Su Ze resolutely stepped into the fire pit of Ming history research.

The emperors, famous ministers, systems, and military affairs of the Ming Dynasty have all been thoroughly studied. In desperation, he could only find this ancient village, start with their genealogy, and study the historical changes of this small guard house in the Ming Dynasty.

Su Ze has already accumulated some materials. What he covets most is the genealogy in the ancestral hall and the stories of the ancestors in the mind of Seventh Uncle.

Seventh Uncle said in a cadenced tone: "If you talk about the seventh generation ancestor, he is an extraordinary person! That is Hua Mulan of the Great Ming Dynasty!"

"Wait, is this seventh ancestor a woman?"

"Yeah, why, you boy is still sexist? This is not correct!"

Su Ze has a headache. This seventh uncle has a quick mind. Now that the Internet is developed, he can use various Internet languages ​​more smoothly than Su Ze.

"The ancestors of Changning Guard inherited the military position in the guard. The seventh ancestor is a woman, how can he inherit the military position?"

"Since Hua Mulan can join the army, what's the difficulty for the seventh ancestor to inherit the military position?"

"Your Seventh Patriarch should have been in the Jiajing period at that time. It wasn't a troubled time, and the law was sound. How could women join the army?"

"The sixth ancestor died early, and the younger brother of the seventh ancestor was too young to inherit the military position. The seventh ancestor can only be the leader of the family. That's what it says in the genealogy. Do you listen?"

Su Ze quickly shut his mouth, and Uncle Qi continued:

"The most legendary story of the Seventh Patriarch was in the 33rd year of Jiajing, when the Seventh Patriarch had just inherited his military post."

"At that time, it was Daming Pirate King Wang Zhi who was still roaming the Seven Seas, and the Ming Dynasty's army had lost several battles."

"But we have our Changning Guard in southern Fujian, which protects the safety of the people along the coast!"

"But the sea is too dangerous! One time, the Seventh Patriarch led the ships of the guard to patrol the sea, and encountered an unprecedented super storm!"

"I only saw that the seventh generation ancestor calmly stabbed in the void in the storm! He stabbed the dragon king who was hiding in the thick fog and making waves, and the storm receded immediately. The seventh generation ancestor finally led the ship back to the guard safely!"

Su Ze stopped taking notes, and said helplessly, "Seventh Uncle, don't read online novels, your story is too outrageous."

The seventh uncle said dissatisfiedly: "What a story! This is a true story recorded in the genealogy! Even the day when the seventh ancestor returned to the voyage safely is recorded in the genealogy. I remember it was February 14th!"

Su Ze sighed again and said, "Seventh Uncle, have you ever encountered a storm in southern Fujian in February?"

Uncle Qi suddenly fell silent. There are no typhoons in southern Fujian in February. He, who has lived in Changningwei Village for decades, has never encountered a storm in February.

"Don't believe me, kid, I'll bring the genealogy!"

The seventh uncle limped, and dug out a thick genealogy from the clan ancestral hall. He handed the genealogy to Su Ze, turned to the part of the seventh ancestor and said, "Look for yourself!"

A genealogy is not just an ordinary book that records the names of ancestors.

A well-revised genealogy will also record the deeds of the ancestors, the records of major events discussed by the clan, the records of the clan's lawsuits, and the information of the clan's land and shops. This is the first-hand historical data for historical research.

This Changningwei genealogy is well preserved and has detailed records. It is a precious historical research material coveted by Su Ze.

Su Ze flipped through the yellowed paper, and sure enough, the record was the same as what Uncle Seven said. He quickly said, "Uncle Seven, I was wrong."

Uncle Seven lost interest in the conversation, he waved his hand and said, "Take the genealogy, copy it and return it to me."

Su Ze was shocked. Seventh Uncle never agreed to ask the old man for a copy of the genealogy before, but he did not expect to give it now.

Seventh Uncle said in a dejected way: "Changningwei Village is going to disappear, so what's the use of this genealogy?"

Su Ze was also sad. The history major he studied was the same as this Changningwei Village, like a light that was about to be extinguished.

The golden age of Pentium has passed away, and now only the golden afterglow is left in this black iron age.

Su Ze also often thinks that if he was born ten years earlier, he could also get a teaching position and do some historical research as poorly as his tutor.

If he could have been born thirty years earlier, he might have become an authority in a certain field, receiving a national subsidy to do the research he wanted to do.

But in this dark iron age, Su Ze is faced with the dilemma of being unemployed after graduation, and will soon enter the factory to make screws.

After handing over the genealogy to Su Ze, Seventh Uncle stood up again, and took out a snakeskin bag from behind the porter with a limp.

"You baby has been chatting with me for so many days, take these sweet potatoes back."

Su Ze wanted to refuse, but seeing the warmth in the stubborn old man's eyes, he nodded and took the snakeskin bag.

He solemnly put the genealogy into the information bag, and solemnly bid farewell to Seventh Uncle with the snakeskin bag.

Uncle Qi just waved his hand, picked up the wine glass on the table again, and started to drink for himself.

Su Ze bid farewell to Seventh Uncle, dragged the snakeskin bag, and ran excitedly to the station at the entrance of the village.

There is no copy shop in the village, and he can't wait to take the genealogy to the town to copy it.

Changningwei Village is built along a cliff, and the bus station leading to the town needs to climb over a hill.

On the top of the mountain there are still beacon towers from the Weisuo period of the Ming Dynasty, but the masonry roads have already been covered with moss.

However, most of the crenels of the beacon tower have been weathered and corroded, leaving only ruins half a person's height.

Su Ze ran too fast, didn't pay attention to the slippery masonry under his feet, and accidentally fell to the cliff!

With a stagger, Su Ze turned over the crenel and fell straight down the cliff!

He held the information bag tightly in his arms, and the snakeskin bag given by Uncle Seven also fell off the cliff with him.

The body hit the raised ridge of the mountain, and Su Ze fell into a deeper abyss again.

After the severe pain, a hazy feeling came to Su Ze's heart.

Gan! This time Immortal is really going to time travel!

at the same time,

The mobile phone in Su Ze's pocket suddenly lit up, and the game icon of "Hundred Scenes" flickered for a moment, and then disappeared from the mobile phone.