Early in the morning, the rooster that got up early stood on the roof of the farmhouse or on the tree trunk, waking up the earth with a loud voice. On the top of the towering Lianyun Peak, a golden sun quietly stood there. It called for light and used its light to drive away the darkness and bring warmth.
Qiu Feng fell into a big hole and his consciousness disappeared. Now he was lying in a wooden house, and the God of Creation was standing beside him with his hands behind his back.
After a long time, Qiu Feng woke up from his daze. The first thing he saw was not the God of Creation, but a grass canopy. In the words of his world, it was the ceiling. Strange. What was this place? Why did the God of Creation bring Qiu Feng here?
"You're awake."
The God of Creation's words were always in this tone, as light as water. However, this also seemed to show that he was not ordinary, because ordinary people would not be like this. If they were unlucky enough to become like this, they would definitely be called an idiot by others.
Qiu Feng sat up and leaned against the wall. No, it should be wooden planks. Because this was a wooden house, the walls had become wooden planks. Qiu Feng looked at the God of Creation as if something was wrong. He knew that he had arrived at the world that the God of Creation had mentioned-the end of the Sui Dynasty. Since you're here, you should take it easy. This was Qiu Feng's motto. He was used to traveling in the Study anyway, so he would treat this as an extremely long trip. After all, life was like a long journey. Some lonely people got tired of walking and ended up buried in the soil, turning into a blade of grass or a tree by the roadside. Some people who couldn't stand the loneliness got tired of walking, and he also lay on this piece of land. In the end, his friends and admirers set up a tombstone for him to tell those who passed by later that he had been here before. This was the difference between a famous person and an ordinary person. No one knew who that blade of grass was in his previous life, so he was ordinary. People only knew that there was a tombstone here. On it were engraved the achievements and things of a person before his death, so he became famous.
"This is Suzhou. I think you must have been here before. However, this was the Suzhou of a thousand years ago. Compared to the Suzhou of that era, the study here was neither a thing nor a person. Your task is very simple, just live well. At the same time, I think the study must let the people around you live well, understand?”
Qiu Feng nodded. He didn't want to say anything. He knew that he couldn't go back no matter what.
Seeing Qiu Feng nod, the God of Creation continued,""From today onwards, I want you to forget everything that happened in the past and properly integrate into this era. You are a person of this era, and you have to treat yourself as if you were born in this era.”
Qiu Feng didn't say anything, but after hearing the God of Creation's words, he felt a little relieved. Anyway, he didn't have any relatives anyway. So what if he was somewhere?
"From now on, your name will be Carefree. Carefree and free, roaming the world.”
"Carefree." Qiu Feng said lightly.
"You have to walk your own path in the future. That's all I can say. I won't appear again in the future. Work hard and live a life that only belongs to you.”
With that, the God of Creation disappeared. But his voice still echoed in the wooden house.
"I came from the mortal world and want to go to the mortal world. The world is not the world, the world has its own me.
In the mortal world, swords and swords were sharp, and beautiful women were chaotic. Since ancient times, beautiful women often had bad lives, but their bad lives were because of beautiful women.
Wandering in the mortal world, carefree is not in the mortal world. Sword Crossing the World, World Carefree Sword.
People in the study loved the world, and there were disputes in the world. If you want to go to the world, don't forget to be free.”
Carefree was a poet. At this moment, he was thinking about the poem of the God of Creation. He had not realized that the God of Creation had already left and would never come back.
After a long time, Carefree realized that he was the only one left in the wooden house. He raised his head and began to look at the wooden house.
At this moment, the sunlight had already seeped in and sprinkled golden light on the ground.
This was a small hut, and there were very few things in it. Other than the wooden bed that he was sitting on, there was only a four-legged round table. There wasn't even a chair. Carefree shook his head and smiled bitterly. The door and windows of the house were connected, just like the ones on TV. There was no glass on the windows, but they were all made of paper. However, when Carefree took a closer look, he saw that the paper had a few holes, some big and some small, and some were not there at all. The wind blew in, adding a lot of liveliness to the house. Carefree looked at the sunlight on the ground. He seemed to see smiling faces. Heh, they were laughing at his face.
If Carefree was smarter, he would have borrowed hundreds of thousands of taels of silver or gold from the God of Creation. He would not be able to return the money anyway. Money makes the world go round. With the money from My Study, everything will be easy.
It was a pity that Carefree was a money idiot. To put it bluntly, he did not know how to spend money.
If he had been more rational and tactful, he would have asked the old man for some martial arts manuals. In that case, he would have been able to live freely in the world.
All in all, Carefree was an idiot. He only realized this when he woke up in the morning. Fortunately, he was a cheerful person and did not have high requirements for things. As long as he had enough food and clothing, it would be fine.
Carefree got out of bed and put on a pair of walking shoes that were lying flat on the side of the bed. The first experience of new things made him forget the serious problem of breakfast. At the same time, he looked at the coarse clothes he was wearing. Carefree felt a wave of unknown feelings assaulting his body. He completely forgot himself and felt a little light-headed.
However, the good times didn't last long. Carefree's stomach protested against him. There were already several places that openly rebelled and started guerrilla warfare.
"Man is iron, food is steel, and the body is the capital of revolution. Everything can be put aside at this time. The most important task now is to resolve the civil war. Haha."
Carefree laughed heartily, pushed open the door, and walked into the sunlight, stepping into a new world.
The gardens of Jiangnan were the best in the world, and the gardens of Suzhou were the best in Jiangnan. There was heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. Suzhou's gardens and scenery were the best in the world. Whether it was the architectural style or the architectural model of the gardens, Suzhou's gardens were not inferior to the emperor's palace.
However, everything could not be treated the same way. If there was an emperor's palace, there would be a rat hole. It was common sense that there would be a dung pit if there was a golden palace.
I think Suzhou is a good place for rich businessmen and celebrities. Of course, it was common sense that there should be poor farmers with rich businessmen, and hooligans with talented scholars and beautiful women.
A new day, a new mood.
"When the heavens are about to give a great responsibility to a person, they must first suffer from their will and work hard on their bones and muscles…"
Carefree finally understood the meaning of Mencius 'famous saying. It was a profound experience.
Since the morning, Carefree had been wandering on the bustling streets. I saw that when the study had just started, he was still secretly delighted by what he had seen and heard. He rubbed his eyes and looked left and right. The streets were bustling with traffic and pedestrians were coming and going. The girl was gorgeously dressed, and the young master was gentle and elegant. Carefree couldn't help but be intoxicated. But now that the sun was shining on his head, his stomach was still empty, except for the saliva he swallowed.
He thought that he could make a living with his peerless literary talent, but he didn't even have the chance to hold a pen. Although there were many literati in Suzhou, they could not include Carefree in the list. There was no other way but to let him drink the northwest wind.
However, it was not to the point where the world was spinning. It could barely hold him for a day or two. After all, Carefree had traveled thousands of miles in the past. Sometimes, he would not eat anything for two days in a row, but he could only drink a few mouthfuls of water from the study. It's just that I haven't eaten for half a day. What's the big deal? Carefree kept walking. He always had hope and dreamed of meeting a Bole, a confidant. Sigh, I've been searching for a confidant. It's enough.
Along the way, he hadn't been able to fill his stomach, which had broadened Carefree's horizons. The Suzhou Gardens were truly unparalleled. Although he had seen it before in that era, it wasn't as vivid as what he was seeing now. It was a pity that he could not " fill " himself now, so he did not have the leisure and elegance of carefully admiring the garden buildings.
I think most of the people on the road are probably beggars. They beg from passers-by in twos and threes. Each of them is yellow and thin, and their bodies are like dry wood. It's as if a gust of wind can blow them down.
"Good man, please have mercy on us and give us some money for our meals.”
This was the thirteenth time someone had asked Carefree for money. Strangely enough, on the way to the study, few people looked at him directly. Some people only glanced at him in a hurry, as if they didn't care about Xiaoyao. On the other hand, the beggar often came to disturb him. After all, he only said one sentence, as if he had rehearsed it beforehand.
After bidding farewell to the beggar of Begging Books House, Carefree came to a large courtyard. He raised his head and saw a signboard that was unusually eye-catching. On the plaque was 'Qiu Fu'. It seemed to be a wealthy and noble family. Ha, there were also people with the surname "Qiu" here.
However, Carefree's surname was no longer 'Qiu'. His name was Carefree.
At this moment, the Qiu Residence was bustling with people and red lights hung high. Everyone's faces were filled with joyous smiles. Even the guard dog was no longer as fierce as before. It was licking the bones at the side.
It was late autumn and the weather was cold. Although the sun was shining brightly above his head, Carefree sneezed a few times in the autumn wind. The moment he turned around, he saw an old man in ragged clothes huddled in the corner of the wall. His lips were already purple from the cold, and his hair was messy. He looked like he didn't have much time left.
Compared to the jubilant Qiu Residence, the old man looked even more miserable. At this moment, Xiaoyao thought of the quatrains of Du Fu, the Sage of Poets, and could not help but recite,""The wine and meat of the vermilion gate stink, and the road has frozen bones. Sigh."
Carefree finally understood the profound meaning of this sentence. At the same time, he also felt that his future was bleak. He did not know when he would freeze to death in this corner with the old man. He sighed sadly. Just as Carefree was about to leave, he was stopped by someone.
"Brother, please wait."
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