Book Carefully Outside the Episode, Nie Yang and Nie Qing's Chapters

Taikang six years.

It was a cold spring, and spring was quietly coming to the south of Yongguo, but there was still light snow on the northern border, and the snow covered the ankles.

Nie Yang thought that after death, the soul would return to Huangquan, so he walked on the Naihe Bridge, drank Mengpo soup, forgot the past, and was reincarnated.

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He is still too young.

Nie Yang, as the third son of the gentry Nie family, although he is not valued by his elders, he wears good clothes and chews, and has never suffered.

He was sent to die in front of Jiang Ji by Nie Qing, and he was beheaded by the other party just in time to leave a last word in a hurry.

After an unknown period of time, he regained consciousness. Not only was his neck cold, but his hands and feet were even colder, as if he was in a hole in the ice.

He struggled to open his eyes, and saw the dilapidated roof of the tile-roofed house at a glance. Turning his eyes, he saw the darkness of the room again. Nie Yang was horrified, surprised that the underworld looked like this, and raised his hands to support the bed to get up, and was soon shocked.

Under him was a "bed" made of hay and dried firewood. His body was covered with something stinking and pitch-black, and his hands with sleeves exposed were all chapped and frostbitten. Not only that, but he also found that his feet were bare, and his ankles and soles were black and blue from the cold.

"Could it be that Mr. Lanting murdered and burned his body, and was so stingy that he didn't even keep a piece of clothing?"

Nie Yang murmured, and was startled by his own voice as soon as he said it.

Nie Yang's voice in his previous life was not as clean and elegant as Nie Qing's, but it was full of youthful vigor. What about his voice now?

He looked about six or seven years old, although he was very hoarse, but he couldn't hide his immaturity.

Only then did Nie Yang realize that his hands and feet had shrunk.

He struggled to get up, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of white snow outside the broken window, and faintly dressed civilians walking by.

Nie Yang was at a loss for a while, and panicked to find that the situation might be very different from what he had imagined.

"Could it be that this is not the underworld?"

When Nie Yang tried to go out, there was a sudden sharp pain in his head, and a strange and slightly vague memory filled his brain.

"It's really not the underworld."

After a long while, Nie Yang showed a look of astonishment and panic, looking like weeping but not crying, but he was very dazed.

Nie Yang died at the hands of Jiang Ji. After his death, he did not return to the underworld. Instead, he was reborn in another completely strange dynasty.

This body is a beggar, whose parents died of famine, and he has lived so long only by stealing chickens and dogs and the support of well-meaning people.

Life is so difficult, and Beggar worked hard to survive, but he was still frozen to death by the sudden heavy snowfall last night.

When he woke up again, the inner core had become Nie Yang.

It is certainly a joy to live a new life, but in this situation, it is better to die than happy.

Nie Yang spat out a sarcasm, "I have done a lot of evil in my life and I still have a chance to come back to life... Oh, God..."

I really don't know whether God treated him favorably or tossed him on purpose. This body is an orphan with no father, no mother, no name and no surname. People nearby called him "dog", and children called him "fool".

With such a bad life experience, if there is no chance, I am afraid that I will never be able to turn over for the rest of my life.

After all, Nie Yang is still an ancient man, and his thinking is more inclined to think that this beggar is actually his reincarnation. It’s just that somehow, the Meng Po soup failed, and it reminded him of his previous life. According to this line of thinking, his current life experience and situation can also be explained.

He did a lot of evil in his previous life, so in the next life he will not be rich, rich or honored, but only poor and humble.

Nie Yang curled his lips into a mocking sneer.

In his previous life, he was born in a noble family, and he was a noble son of a respectable family, but now he is a beggar. Even if he strives up, he will at most be among the poor, and be despised and looked down upon by others. Thinking about it this way, I feel unwilling.

However, it's too early to think about this at the moment, he has to solve the problem of eating and heating first.

Nie Yang thought about it, and followed his memory to the only private school near the village.

The examination system in this world is different from the examinations he knows, instead it is the imperial examination.

The form of imperial examinations is somewhat similar to the teaching promotion system implemented by Lord Lanting in Maruzhou.

However, fortunately, scholars are selected through the imperial examination instead of the examination, otherwise, Nie Yang would never be able to climb up in his life.

In the examination and selection of scholars, the most important thing is family background and appearance, but talent is second.

Nie Yang's identity in this life was just a beggar, not even from a poor family, and he was forever rejected from the officialdom just because of his birth.

He still has a chance to get a scholar in the imperial examination.

Nie Yang was starving from the cold, so he secretly peeked out the window of the private school, seeing what the teacher was talking about, and felt a little satisfied.

Although the history of this dynasty is very different from what he knows, the characters of the two are the same, so Nie Yang doesn't have to be illiterate.

The private school teacher also noticed the beggar outside the window, but didn't pay much attention.

This beggar came here often, each time to pick up leftover food from the students, he looked very pitiful, and occasionally he would give alms.

The master took a test of yesterday's homework for a few students, and every student stumbled on their memorization, which made him very disappointed.

At this time, he heard the murmur of reciting outside the window, he listened carefully, and did not miss a single word, then looked again, it turned out to be the beggar.

"You know how to recite?" the Master asked.

Nie Yang was overjoyed, but said, "I just remembered it."

After hearing this, the master was slightly startled, and said with interest, "Then what else do you recite?"

Nie Yang opened his mouth and came, reciting a few Analects of Confucius taught by the master today.

It is also very strange to say that it is clearly a strange dynasty, but Confucius and Mencius still exist, it is really tenacious.

The Master murmured, "It's really clever, it's a pity..."

If he had the money to go to school and receive education, maybe this child could still be a scholar, but unfortunately he is a beggar who has not stopped, no matter how talented he is, he can only waste it. Nie Yang showed doubts at the right time, and asked his master about his confusion about one of the Analects.

The Master smiled indifferently, "What confusion can you have?"

With this ability, it would be nice to memorize word for word, but can he still have his own opinions?

If it was the beggar from before, it probably wouldn't be possible, but Nie Yang was different.

In terms of talent and learning, ten masters bundled together may not necessarily be Nie Yang's opponent.

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Nie Yang came from a wealthy family in his previous life, and the educational resources in front of Nie Yang were the top ones at that time. What he received was an elite education, and there was never a shortage of pens, ink, paper and inkstones. His masters were all famous scholars and scholars, and he even read the rare books that were rarely seen by children from poor families.

Don't say that Nie Yang is very talented, even if he is extremely stupid, with so many teaching resources, he is much better than ordinary children from poor families. The master in front of me, Han Chuang, has been studying hard for more than ten years. He has gone through several provincial examinations and has not yet passed the Juren exam. He is discouraged and has come back to teach.

Nie Yang's acting skills are unquestionable, even if he is at a disadvantage, he can create the most suitable opportunity.

The master was horrified after hearing this.

Nie Yang said again, "The boy can do all kinds of dirty work, please do me a favor and give the boy a bite to eat."

The master frowned and said, "This is not a kindness hall."

Although he didn't despise Nie Yang, anyone who is not deaf could hear the strong sarcasm in his words.

Nie Yang has always been a smiling tiger in his past and present lives. All his emotions are hidden deep in his heart, and outsiders can't spy on them.

He can clearly distinguish the priorities of things, and now survival is the most important thing, and he can bear the little ups and downs right now.

"Although the boy has no great talent, he also knows the word of shame." Nie Yang lowered his posture and said word by word, "If there is work like copying scripts and seal cutting here, sir, the boy can also do it. It's cold today. Dong, if there is no way out, I'm afraid the kid won't be able to survive the beginning of spring."

Nie Yang's ability to know people is not bad, and the master in front of him has a good reputation in all directions, so he can still succeed in playing the emotional card.

Sure enough, Master heard what Nie Yang said, and immediately asked him, "Can you copy books and seal carving?"

Nie Yang nodded, and at the same time showed his hands full of chilblains, and said awkwardly, "I know how to write. I used to secretly watch the teacher's teaching, and practiced for a long time with tree branches in private. It's just that my hands are a little hard from the cold. If I write Writing, I'm afraid it doesn't look very good."

The master looked down at Nie Yang's hands, they were almost black from the cold, and the cracked chilblains made people feel a little distressed.

Thinking of it this way, he felt some pity.

If this kid can really copy in style, it's okay to give him a bite to eat.

There is no basis for his words, even if the master is a kind person, he will not just believe what Nie Yang said, and he still has to test his words.

The master doesn't think that a child who has not studied systematically and relies on stealing can write so well.

Seeing that his master's attitude was relaxed, Nie Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He first endured the pain and washed off the stains on his hands and forearms with ice and snow, and then rolled up his sleeves to write, so as not to dirty the desk, paper and pen. Nie Yang's attitude was pious and pure, which attracted great favor from his master. Nie Yang's handwriting is naturally good. After all, he is a student taught by a famous calligrapher. He just changed his body, the hand feels wrong, and his wrist strength is not enough.

Even so, the master was still shocked.

Nie Yang was born in a noble family, and he is best at writing two kinds of fonts, one is "Wanti" which is popular in Zhongzhao, and the other is "Moti".

These two fonts were created by modern calligraphers of Zhongzhao.

The person who created the "Wild Style" was a woman of the gentry. At that time, the "Four Books for Women" had not yet been published, and women of the gentry had a very high status. This lady's copybooks were romantic and charming, and many noble women followed suit. . Many gentry teenagers who pursue fashion also like to copy and learn. Nie Yang is also a member of the star-chaser group, and his "tender style" is more charming than many women.

The calligraphers who created "Moti" are Nie Yang's teachers, and "Moti" is also the font that Nie Yang wrote the most.

This kind of font is famous for its thick, regular, clear and transparent, and Nie Yang studied the "ink style" hard to cover up his true temperament.

After all, others say that "words are like a person", and a person's heart can be seen through words.

As it turns out, that's bullshit.

Nie Yang's "ink style" has learned seven points of the essence of the teacher. Outsiders think he is a gentleman, but he is a villain who is good at calculation.

The characters at this time are naturally Nie Yang's best "ink style".

"You really... practiced in private?"

The master looked at Nie Yang with complicated eyes. He didn't know that this beggar had such a talent that he was almost buried.

Nie Yang nodded, twisted his fingers pitifully, and said bluntly, "The boy begged the master to be kind, and gave the boy a bite of food."

The Master sighed, "Forget it, I will leave the copying and seal cutting to you. Is it okay to eat twice a day?"

Nie Yang smiled and said, "Thank you, Master. If my boy has a bright future in the future, I will never forget the kindness of Master."

"The day of Qingyun?" The master smiled and waved his hands, "It's not so simple, you can talk about it after you take care of yourself."

Why did Nie Yang target the private school?

Because he needs a way to survive, and he is unwilling to be an ordinary person. If he doesn't work hard to find a way out, will he freeze to death and starve to death in a ruined temple?

There are some books in the private school, and Nie Yang is here to help. He can not only read books to understand the details of this era, but also solve the problem of food and clothing.

He looked at the rice paper on the table and sighed in his heart.

Although there was paper in the previous life, the paper was very precious and the output was small. Many small gentry could only use thick bamboo slips, knives and pens to engrave characters.

At this moment, even a humble scholar who teaches in a private school can use such even and delicate paper.

It can be seen that the overall level of this era should be much better than that of the previous life.

The frostbite on his hands and feet was itchy and painful, but Nie Yang didn't seem to feel it, and began to transcribe as usual.

At first, I was still a little uncomfortable, but I copied it all afternoon, and the speed was much faster.

Not long after, the master brought him a set of washed white clothes with two wooden boxes on top.

"You can wear this suit, and some ointment for frostbite." The master asked him, "Do you have a place to stay?"

"The kid is currently living in a ruined temple three miles away."

"The dilapidated temple is surrounded by wind. What's the difference between you living there and the open field?" The master frowned after hearing this. The dilapidated temple can't keep out the wind and rain. Living there is looking for death. "If you don't dislike it, you might as well live there Stay in the firewood house and make plans when the weather gets warmer."

Nie Yang's eyes showed gratitude, and he said sincerely, "Thank you, Master."

From that day on, Nie Yang lived in the private school's woodshed with peace of mind.

During the day, he diligently copied the books borrowed from everywhere for his master, and at the same time secretly wrote down the contents above.

The master provides two meals a day, but each time the portion is very generous. Unknowingly, it was March, and the private school was over that day, and the master went to the town to do errands, and Nie Yang had no work to do, so he just lay down on the porch and took a light sleep to sneak around. When he opened his eyes, the sky was already full of red clouds.

The master sat aside and looked at him, "You have been here for more than a month, and I still don't know your name."

Nie Yang said, "The boy's surname is Nie, and his name is a foreign character."

The parents in this life died early, and they didn't have time to choose their names. Nie Yang didn't know their surnames, so he just used the ones from his previous life.

"Nie Yang? There are many foreigners. The river is full of water, and the north stream is alive." The master smiled, "It's an excellent scene."

After a pause, the master asked him, "Do you have other family members?"

Nie Yang was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, "No..."

He is already a loner, betrayed by all relatives, where is there any family.

"Just now I heard you murmuring 'Nie Qing' in your dream, and thought it was your living relative." The master said regretfully, "Your talent is excellent, if your family is willing to support you in studying, you can have a bright future in the officialdom. No Speaking of honoring our ancestors, at least we can live comfortably."

When the master said the word "Nie Qing", Nie Yang's face turned completely pale, without any blood.

Ever since he woke up, he has been running around for his life, and in the dead of night, he restrained himself from thinking about the things in his previous life.

Unexpectedly... he actually babbled in his dream?

"What's wrong? But what's wrong?"

"Thank you for your concern, Master. The boy is very good, but I suddenly think of my cousin, and I feel very sad."

I don't know what the master has imagined, but the look in Nie Yang's eyes adds a bit of pity.