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Chapter 2 Travel to the Yan Dynasty?

A gust of wind blew by, causing pieces of golden leaves to flutter across the sky. Then they dispersed with a clatter and slowly fell down. Of course, many of them fell on the young man who was lying on the roof.

The young man held the back of his head with his hands together, biting a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, and crossed one of his legs. He had maintained this posture for a long time, even if the withered yellow leaves fell on his forehead and mouth, he did not let it go.

Not moving at all, just staring at the sky with a pair of bright eyes.

This young man's name is Cao Yi. He is only fifteen years old this year and has just started studying at the Zongjiao Beizhi School. However, his figure is taller than those of his peers. He has grown to about 1.8 meters. He is tall and slender but not rough.

Although her figure and face are not as good as those of Pan An, who is "like jade in strangers and unparalleled in the world", he is still very handsome and heroic. His long black hair is straight and straight, and he is tall and handsome.

The sword-shaped eyebrows, slender and sharp black eyes, the face as clear as a sculpture, the thin and lightly pursed lips, and the sharp contours, also look like a white-faced scholar. At this time, the appearance seems to be unrestrained, but in the eyes

The brilliance revealed inadvertently is still something people dare not look down upon.

Ever since he suffered a serious illness at the age of fourteen, in the days that followed, Cao Yi would climb up to the roof every once in a while, look up at the sky from a 45-degree angle, and then start to think about life. In fact, it is more accurate to say,

What happened from the time I came to this world to now is replayed in my mind:



Cang Yi woke up from her stupor and slowly opened her eyes. What she saw was a bright yellow curtain, with tassels on her head, swaying gently in the wind. The faint scent of sandalwood filled her surroundings.

, tiny bits of sunlight streamed into the hollow carved windows, and I moved uncomfortably. Under me was a soft wooden bed, decorated with exquisite carvings. On my body was a brocade quilt, with complicated and gorgeous clouds.

Luo silk is spread on it like rippling water. Next to the couch is the window, with exquisite carvings and rare wood. Outside the window is a beautiful scene, rockery, small pond, green lotus root, pink water lily. From time to time, a maid passes by.

, but the footsteps were very light, and the sound of conversations was also very light.

Could it be that I was taken by robbers to a similar studio in Hengdian? Otherwise, how could the room be decorated like this? Cang Yi thought to himself, trying to struggle up, but was made to moan by the pain and dizziness in his head.

.

"Ah! Young Master, Young Master is awake! Young Master is awake! Go and call the madam and the doctor quickly."

Cang Yi only heard a girl's scream and the movement of someone hurriedly opening the door and running out. He didn't understand what happened...

I vaguely heard that the girl spoke something like Nanjing dialect. Could it be that the robbers took me to Nanjing? But why did they call me Young Master?

Then Cang Yi noticed his hands, which were white and tender, and seemed to be much smaller than before. Before Cang Yi could take a closer look at what was going on, he saw many people rushing in outside.

The leader is a beautiful woman in her forties who is wearing a gorgeous palace dress. The yellow smoke yarn on her body is embroidered with five-color gold threads with a colorful phoenix flying in the morning sun worshiping the moon. She is wearing a yellow phoenix tail skirt with butterflies and flowers and smoke.

She was wearing a yellow embroidered gauze bun and a row of dragon and phoenix hairpins on her misty temples. However, she was frowning and half-sitting on the bed. She held Cang Yi's hand tightly with both hands and asked with concern, "Yier, what are you doing?"

Do you feel uncomfortable in any way? You are so scared to death, mother. If you have any shortcomings, how can you explain to the officials when you call me mother?" In the deep emotion, the eye circles also turned red in an instant, and both eyes

It also became moist, which showed that the mood was indeed very exciting.

Cang Yi opened his mouth and looked at the woman with a slightly confused look. He instinctively felt that the woman was his mother, but rationally told himself that before he fully understood what happened, he must not reveal the truth, otherwise it would be extremely serious.

It may cause unnecessary trouble and danger.

As the air suddenly became quiet, Cang Yi had to use the only trick he could think of to solve the embarrassment, the sleep escape method, lying back and pretending to faint! He needed time to sort things out.

, it seems that his soul traveled through time after being hit by a red light?

"Yier!" The woman hugged Cang Yi tighter and whimpered: "Doctor, doctor, look at what's wrong with Yi'er?"

Everyone was busy around him, and Cang Yi felt an old man who looked like a doctor pick up his hand and feel his pulse, and then talked to the woman in a low voice.

Vaguely, Cang Yi only heard a few words such as "the head was hit," "there is a possibility of amnesia," "or other unknown symptoms." In short, "Master Yi's pulse is stable now, and his body is fine. It's just that his brain may be damaged."

…”

Cang Yi lay on the bed with his eyes closed, not paying attention to the noise around him, thinking about what the situation was like now.

First of all, it can be basically judged that the helicopter exploded under the impact of the beam of the Nine-Star Sun. In that case, the chance of survival was almost zero, so he must have died in his previous life.

Secondly, before completely losing consciousness, he clearly felt like he was out of body and saw his body and the helicopter gradually moving away and then exploding... Then there was only one possibility, he had traveled through time!

Cang Yi took a deep breath in his heart and thought, it would be better to just travel through time than to die completely. However, he didn’t know how Liu Yun was doing now. According to his own judgment, it was very likely that he had disappeared. He thought

Here, tears could not help but form in the corner of his eyes, which also made the people in the room busy for a while, thinking that Cang Yi was in unbearable pain.



Two days later, Cang Yi finally recovered from his illness and got out of bed. To be precise, he could finally control his current body freely. However, in the eyes of outsiders, Cao Yi, the privy envoy of the Great Yan Dynasty and the youngest son of Cao Bin, Duke of Lu,

He blocked the retribution for his father. Cao Bin fought in the army throughout his life, destroyed the Later Shu, conquered the Northern Han Dynasty, defeated the Southern Tang Dynasty, and fought dozens of battles. The violent souls who died among them now come to seek life from the Cao family, but the young master is still young.

, so the consequences are bad...

However, this statement is currently only circulated in Jiangning. It is unknown whether Cao Cao, who is guarding the border far away, has also heard about it. However, with Cao Yi's performance over the past year, this mysterious statement has become more and more solid.

Although the young master of the Cao family has recovered from his illness, it is as if his temperament has changed. The original unrestrained, lively and cheerful young man seems to have been completely washed away by the dark decoction due to this serious illness.

He disappeared, and he didn't speak for a whole year. It was as if he had really lost his memory. He couldn't remember anything about the people around him. He didn't respond to calls or greetings, and just watched indifferently.

But just when everyone thought that Cao Yi was stupidly ill, Cao Yi spoke again, a little stuttering, a little stiff, and even a little stumbling. His voice didn't sound like a Jiangning accent, but it sounded like a famous name.

But no one thought it was strange. After all, it is normal for a person who has not spoken for a whole year to have some difficulty when he speaks again.

Subsequent developments seemed to have fulfilled everyone's speculation, and Cao Yi was able to speak and communicate more and more fluently.

Cao Yi's biological mother, the Korean lady Gao who held Cao Yi's hand and choked and cried that day, was the happiest. During the year when Cao Yi didn't speak, she went to Qixia City in the suburbs to worship Buddha and pray every few days.

Now that Cao Yi finally spoke again, Mrs. Gao not only went to the temple to fulfill her vows, but also specially built a Buddhist niche in her yard, renamed the yard where she lived as Manjusri Garden, and worshiped sutras and worshiped Buddha every day.

In fact, this year was just used by Cao Yi to get familiar with this body, his family background, and the social era he lived in. He was also used to learn Jiangning dialect. Otherwise, when he suddenly spoke, he would speak the Damingfu dialect with perfect accents.

That is to say, modern Mandarin, plus he is not familiar with everything about Jiangning, and he speaks a foreign dialect, so it is strange that others will not suspect him.

It took Cao Yi a year to figure out that the social background he lived in was the Yan Dynasty, which was similar to the Song Dynasty, but a little different. Just like today, it is the tenth year of Yongxi (985).

Since the current emperor Zhao Guangyi ascended the throne, he has never changed his reign name. The late emperor Zhao Kuangyin ascended the throne and proclaimed his reign title Kaibao. He never changed his reign title until his death and passed the throne to his younger brother. From this point of view alone, it is consistent with the reality.

The history of the Song Dynasty was slightly different.

And his cheap dad was none other than Cao Bin, Duke of Lu, who was the best general of the Northern Song Dynasty in history, a famous founding minister, one of the twenty-four meritorious officials of the Zhaoxun Pavilion, and worthy of being in the temple of Taizu of the Song Dynasty.

And Cao Yi still has seven brothers. Judging from the history of a thousand years later, they can be said to be all generals. They are the eldest brother Cao Can, the official to Heyang Jiedushi, Tongping Zhangshi, posthumous name Wu Yi; the second brother Cao Yi.

Jue, married to Princess Xingping, the daughter of King Zhao Tingmei of Qin, and served as envoy to Zhaoxuan; third brother Cao Xuan, served as deputy envoy to Zuozangku; fourth brother Cao Wei, served as military envoy to Zhangwu Army, posthumous name Wu Mu, and his father

Cao Bin was one of the twenty-four heroes of Zhaoxun Pavilion, and was worthy of the temple of Renzong of the Song Dynasty; the fifth brother Cao Qi, who was an official to Shangshu Yubu Yuan Wailang, was posthumously named King of Wu, and his daughter was Empress Cisheng Guangxian who was famous in later generations.

The sixth brother, Cao Xun, served as the envoy to the East Shangge Gate; the seventh brother, Cao Cong, served as the deputy envoy to the West Shangge Gate.

There is also an older sister, Cao Rou, who married Zhao Congyue, the grandson of Zhao Pu, the prime minister of the dynasty. According to modern terms, she was really the most powerful family in the Yan Dynasty. It was actually the most prominent military general family in the Yan Dynasty. Compared with

The generals of the Yang family were much more powerful before they had the reputation of "Today, among the princes and noble families, Cao is the leader", and Cao Yi himself happened to be Cao Bin's eighth son, a son who had never appeared in real history.

A person who has lived a long life, and his mother, Cao Bin’s
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