, find out where this is and what dynasty it is now."

Think of this.

Zhang Heng stepped forward and knocked on the door and said, "Is there anyone there? I'm a passerby taking shelter from the rain."

"Passenger?"

After half a ring.

A fair-skinned scholar opened the door.

When he opened the door and took a look, he saw Zhang Heng wearing a awning, his eyes were like stars, he was very extraordinary.

"Looking at the talent, he shouldn't be a bad person."

The scholar threw away the short stick in his hand, bowed and said: "I have kept you waiting for a long time, brother. I have no access to the village in front of me and no store in the back. I thought I had met a thief who was attacking the autumn wind. It's really rude."

"It's okay."

Zhang Heng took off his rain gear and followed the scholar into the house.

When I walked inside, I saw that the thatched house had only four walls, the windows were broken, and the roof was leaking everywhere. The only place in the house that didn't leak was a desk and a bookshelf.

"I can see that you are a book lover."

There are bedding in the room.

The scholar himself was shivering from the cold and did not take off the quilt to cover himself. Instead, he put the quilt on the bookshelf to protect it from wind and rain.

From this point of view, this person loves books even more than himself.

"Ashamed, ashamed."

The scholar had a wry smile on his face: "I am a poor scholar and have nothing but these books of saints and sages. If I get sick, I will get over it after a while. If I wet these books, that would be a real sin."

It is difficult for ordinary people to have access to books.

The dozen or so books on the bookshelf were all copied and bound by scholars who borrowed originals from classmates and teachers.

For these dozen books, he had no idea how many people he begged and how many grievances he suffered.

Even if the family is destitute and lacks food and rice, they would rather eat more leaves and weeds than sell even a single book.

"The Analects of Confucius, Great Learning, Doctrine of the Mean, Mencius, Historical Records..."

Zhang Heng glanced at it and his eyes lit up when he saw the historical records on the bookshelf: "Can I have a look at this book?"

"this..."

The scholar hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's fine if I lend it to you for a look, but you can't take it away, let alone get it dirty or damaged by me."

"It's natural."

Zhang Heng agreed wholeheartedly.

Seeing how happily he agreed, the scholar said nothing more, took down the historical records from the bookshelf, and handed them to Zhang Heng carefully.

"Traditional Chinese characters!"

Zhang Heng looked through the book.

The characters above are in Han-style regular script, which is also traditional Chinese characters.

During the Republic of China era, he deliberately learned traditional Chinese characters and seemed to have no pressure.

"Spring and Autumn Period, Qin and Han Dynasties, Two Jin Dynasties, Sui and Tang Dynasties, Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, Dasong Dynasty!!"

Zhang Heng took a quick look.

Everything was correct before, but after the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, it was no longer the Song Dynasty of Zhao Kuangyin, but the Dasong Dynasty.

Then correspond with the scholar.

It is now the 418th year of Dasong, and more than four hundred years have passed since the Dasong Dynasty became the world's dominator.

Nowadays, corrupt officials are rampant and there are many corrupt officials.

Land annexation is serious, classes are solidified, and demons are often at work, so the people can only muddle along.

As for the current boundary.

This is Shili Lake. Not far ahead, there is Shiliting Town.
Chapter completed!