Mohist Tang

Mo Dun is an aspiring young man in the 20th century. Although his family is poor, his roots are just fine. He was born in three generations of poor lower-middle peasants, commonly known as poor diaosi.

But this did not hinder Mo Dun’s pursuit of progress. He decided to start from scratch and work hard to produce 5,000,000 wealth.

And today is the moment when he decides success or failure. Mo Dun has been in front of a bank for a long time. He has stepped on this place several times. The surrounding area is very safe and there is very little traffic.

Mo Dun lowered the brim of his hat, touched the contents of his pocket, and walked into a shop next to the bank.

“Boss! Here is a two-color ball.”

Mo Dun took out two Univariate coins and placed them in front of the shopkeeper.

“The draw is tonight, and good luck.”

Boss skillfully printed out a lottery ticket and handed it to Mo Dun with a smile.

Night fell, and it was nine:20 in a blink of an eye.

Mo Dun refreshed his phone over and over again, waiting for the result of the lottery, and he was here to try his fortune of 5,000,000.

Every lottery draw is when Mo Dun is the most painful, watching how cruel it is to lose 5,000,000, no, it is 5,000,000 and two dollars.

But for the dream he once had, he has to endure these pains.

“Dingling!”

A pop-up window of the lottery app appeared and the winning information was released.

“No”

In an instant, a cry of sorrow came from the rental house,

“My 5,000,000 zero two!”

At the same time, the Divine State land has one after another strong resentment soaring into the sky. There are tens of millions of resentments. These tens of millions of resentments are not being drawn by a mysterious force, but they are in the sky converges into a mysterious pattern. After the mysterious pattern flashes several times, it disappeared instantly.

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Mo Dun only feels a headache, he wants to open his eyes, but he can’t open them.

A scene of light and shadow flashed in my mind in the dark, like a dream, and very real.

In this dream, he became a Great Tang person. His father’s name was Mo Lie, a brother of Mohist Family Son. He was the leader of Li Shimins Shengong Camp and unified in Li Tang In the course of the world, Mo Lie drove through the mountains and built bridges when encountering water. He always rushed to the front line, allowing Li Shimin to seize the opportunity in the battle and made great contributions.

Unfortunately, Mo Lie Good Fortune is shallow. After Great Tang unified the world, he failed to enjoy the high position and great wealth. After many years of fighting, he had too much internal injury. Unfortunately, he died an untimely death, leaving a short-headed Marquis to Mo Dun, the guy who has the same given name and family name as him.

“No.” Mo Dun suddenly woke up.

How can this feeling be so clear? It’s just my personal experience.

Mo Dun sat up suddenly and tore off the sheet covering his head. The scene before him stunned him.

The rental house he used to live in has disappeared. Instead, it has been replaced by a classic room with wooden doors, wooden beds, wooden windows, and wooden houses.

In other words, the style of this room is very, um, very Chinese!

Mo Duns IQ is a bit anxious. Everything in front of him is unfamiliar and familiar. Scenes of memories flash in front of him, and the scenes in his dream clearly appear in his memory, as if two souls are in His eyes kept overlapping, and finally fuse together.

“Is it true that I have crossed to Great Tang!” In Mo Dun’s mind, there is an extravagant wish that continues to skyrocket.

How could this be possible? Mo Dun trembled with excitement. He couldn’t believe it. He lost 5,000,000 and two yuan, but he won the biggest prize in the universe, crossing.

He traveled to Tang Dynasty and became a declining noble in the Zhenguan period.

Looking at the face very similar to him in the copper mirror, Mo Dun still seemed to be dreaming.

After a long time, Mo Dun finally calmed down, and he was at ease when he came. Moreover, he came to the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, one of the greatest eras of the entire Chinese nation, and it does not seem to be a bad thing.

As if to confirm Mo Duns conjecture, the door creaked and a 15-16 years old Ziyi girl pushed in. In Mo Duns memory, she was Mo Duns personal maid. If I like to wear clothes with purple patterns, I named Ziyi.

Ziyi grew up with Mo Dun when he was a child. He usually takes care of Mo Dun and is considerate. It is a pity that Mo Dun paid close attention to the beauties of Chang’an City and didn’t care about Ziyi beside him.

According to Mo Duns current thinking, Ziyi also has at least 80 points. This is still on the premise that she has not grown up, and if she is a few years later, it will be a role of bringing calamity to the country and the people. .

I picked up a Nobility Rank for nothing, and now there are beautiful maids waiting on him, Mo Duns happy life seems to have begun.

However, Mo Dun’s dream was ruthlessly shattered by Ziyi before he held the *** bell.

“Young Master, it’s not good. Li second uncle has already come to the front of Mohist Residence. Hurry up and hide, or you will be beaten again!” Ziyi expression said in a panic.

“Being beaten?” Mo Dun’s face was suddenly black, and at the same time, within the body, the terrifying memories of Li’s second uncle rose in the mind like a tide.

“Once, twice, … many times.”

Forget it, I can’t count it.

“Don’t talk nonsense, why would I be willing to hit me if Li second uncle hurts me so much?” Mo Dun said with a smile, but his body shuddered honestly.

“Young Master, you forgot, this year our Mohist Village was hit by a large area of disaster, and the food production was cut by half. Everyone is waiting for you to go to Chang’an City to receive your Lordship worship through the difficulties? But you Lost all the money? Li Second Uncle probably knows about this.” Ziyi said with a worried face.

“Uh!”

Mo Dun remembered the whole incident from the messy memory. Mo Dun’s old man passed away early, and simply did not leave him much family property.

In addition, after some soldiers who followed Mo Lie retired, they all came to Mohist Village to settle down, resulting in a sharp increase in the population of Mohist Village.

And they are the younger brothers of Mohist Family Son, who were born to be inconsistent with Confucianism. The officials in charge of the nobility secretly used these thousand households as Mo Lie’s Fief, which resulted in Mo Lie’s Nobility Rank not being the highest , But he is indeed the only real Fief Thousand Your Lordship among all ministers.

Although a large population is a good thing, the rewarded fields are secretly tricked by people, and they are given to wasteland. In this era, food production is low, and Mohist Village is close to the stone turtle valley, the terrain is low, and drought often occurs. Waterlogging disaster is a typical saline soil. The yield of crops is usually very low. In addition, this year is a disaster year and it is even worse. The sharp reduction in grain production is simply unable to support the food of more than 1,000 households.

Mohist Village’s all hope depends on the salary that Mo Dun received from Chang’an City to exchange for food, but the good-faced Mo Dun met a group of gang of scoundrels in Chang’an City, and the general led it He squandered his salary and returned drunk.

“Mo Dun, you wasrel, come out for me!” An angry shout came from outside the room. Hearing this familiar voice, Mo Dun couldn’t help but in ones heart trembled. This is his father’s deputy Li Yi

After Mo Lie passed away, the entire Mohist Village was re-managed by Li Yi, including Mo Dun.

Since Mo Lie passed away, Li Yi has been very strict with him. He is usually the most feared by Mo Dun.

“Brother Li calms down, Young Master is still young, there is no need to be so angry.” Uncle Fu’s voice came.

Uncle Fu is also an old man in the Shengong Camp, but he retired due to injury and later became the steward of the Mohist Family, and he is also loyal to the Mohist Family.

“Fu Old Brother, don’t stop me. Today I must teach this stinky youngster. He actually joked about the lives of all the villagers and squandered all the salary he brought.”

“Young Master, what should I do! Now that Li Erye knows, he will punish you, so hurry up and hide!” Ziyi said anxiously.

According to past experience, Mo Dun must have ran as far as he can, and will come back after Li Yi is out of breath.

But Mo Dun is no longer the weak boy before. This time he didn’t escape at all, but sorted his clothes, opened the door and walked out.

“Young Master!” Ziyi exclaimed, and quickly followed out worriedly.

Outside the door, a white, thin, middle age person was rushing inside, and Uncle Fu persuaded him and blocked him again. When they saw Mo Dun walking out of the door, the two were stunned. Up.

“Uncle Fu, second uncle!”

Mo Dun took a breath of cold and burst into white smoke, saying hello as normal.

Until Mo Dun bowed and saluted, the two suddenly separated.

“Young Master!” Uncle Fu answered.

“Smelly youngster, do you know how much trouble you have caused now?” Li Yi angrily said, the ring in his hand raised high, but did not strike it down.

Because he saw that Mo Dun seemed a little different. Mo Dun used to be trembling with fear to him, but now Mo Dun is very calm, not the panic and cowardice before.

“Second uncle, dont you know! The price of food in Changan City has risen by 50%. With that little salary, its an utterly inadequate measure, and it cant feed Mohist Village thousands of dollars. People.” Mo Dun said.

“That can’t be squandered, at least part of the food can be a little more hopeful.” Li Yi angrily said.

Uncle Fu opened his mouth, looked at Li Yi, then at Mo Dun, and finally sighed bitterly.

Mo Lie’s Nobility Rank is that Marquis is neither high nor low, and Chang’an City is not conspicuous at all. When it is passed to Mo Dun, the First class is lowered. Only Count is left, which is not much. The salary has dropped to First class again.

In addition to the large population of Mohist Village, it was originally a real Fief thousands of households. However, after several years of living and maintaining health, the population has skyrocketed and the food produced is not enough. Besides, those salaries were originally Mo Dun’s. Now that Mo Dun spends the money, what right does he have to blame?

For a while, Li Yi fell silent, his heart full of bitterness. Thinking of the thousands of people in the village who lacked clothing and food, it was already October and how they would spend this cold winter, Li Yi felt miserable, but then a voice made him lift the head in astonishment.

“Since I made the mistake, I will make up for it. I promise that no villagers will starve to death or freeze to death this winter.” Mo Dun said solemnly.

“Now I want to know how poor Mohist Village is!”