Chapter 6: History Turns into a Side Road

East Road Courtyard, Granary and Warehouse.

The books sent by Tan Chun were very much to Jia Cong's liking, and he was reading them thirstily, trying to understand this world as quickly as possible.

Zhi Shao had a smile on her face, neatly arranging the two knives of snow-wave paper on the top layer of the green bamboo bookshelf, which was convenient for Jia Cong to use.

This green bamboo bookshelf was also quietly found by Zhi Shao from the side miscellaneous room, where many discarded miscellaneous items from the prefecture were piled up.

Although Zhi Shao didn't understand calligraphy, looking at the flawless snow-white snow-wave paper and comparing it with the coarse raw xuan paper Jia Cong used before, she knew it was an extremely good thing.

"I've long heard that the Third Young Lady is a straightforward and generous person. I didn't expect her to be so good, sending so many books and paper to the Cong Sanye. It's really good that there are still people in this prefecture who care about the Cong Sanye."

Jia Cong turned his head to look at Zhi Shao, seeing her black cloud-like hair combed into a double-bun, inserted with a pomegranate bead single-step-shake silver hairpin.

The cold wind leaking from the window crack blew her hair, and a few strands stuck to her tall, pretty nose, looking playful and youthful.

The onion-green damask small padded jacket was a bit thin, and the blue satin vest worn outside was already washed white, but wearing it on her didn't feel shabby, just setting off her slender and moving figure even more.

Jia Cong said: "Third Sister is also very outstanding among the sisters. She often regrets being a woman. If she were born a man, she would definitely be someone who could stand up and support the family."

The famous ministers and generals around him were all slaughtered, and his descendants were almost non-existent.

Zhi Shao had followed him for these years, suffering and enduring together. If he didn't have a good future, Zhi Shao wouldn't have a good ending either. Thinking of this, Jia Cong felt an extra pressure in his heart.

He steadied his mind and let his attention return to the book in his hand.

Jia She deprived him of the way to study, so he was trapped in the East Road Courtyard, not only suffering humiliation but also, when that day came, even if he didn't lose his life, would he have to end up as a beggar whom everyone slandered?

Actually, the ending wasn't too abrupt. Li Jiancheng was the imperial crown prince appointed by the Emperor and the legitimate eldest son, the crown prince recognized by the world in terms of patriarchal law, and his name and righteousness were indisputable.

And Li Shimin, who was majestic in the original timeline, became a loser and was imprisoned for life in a detached palace in Taiyuan.

There were Tang and Song dynasties here, but some important historical nodes were completely different from the original historical line.

Like Baoyu and Jia Huan, where would they have personal maids to wash their clothes? They were all washed by rough maids outside the courtyard, unlike him here, where one person was used as eight.

Jia Cong looked at her back and sighed. It was not easy for Zhi Shao to follow him.

In the timeline here, the winner of the Xuanwu Gate Incident that shocked history became Li Jiancheng.

Wouldn't that be too unjust? He still had to plan early.

Jia Cong was moved after hearing her words. The feeling of being cared for in one's heart was really good. He wanted to say something, but Zhi Shao poured him another cup of tea, tidied up a few pieces of clothes, and went out to wash them.

Before long, the desk was covered with four or five spread-out books, and he was still taking notes on the paper, sometimes drawing a few strokes. The more he read, the more shocked he felt in his heart.

After the three springs are gone, all the flowers are exhausted, and the vast white land is clean. According to what Jia Cong had seen and heard these days, the time until the collapse of the mansion would definitely not exceed seven or eight years.

Although he was mentally prepared, the deviation and tragedy of the history here still greatly exceeded his expectations.

Zhi Shao's eyes were smiling: "I don't care if the Third Young Lady is outstanding. I just like that the Third Young Lady sees the Cong Sanye in her eyes. If there are a few more like this in the prefecture, the master's days will be better."

The anecdotes in wild history about him being jealous of his brother's great achievements were simply not enough to shake his position as crown prince. Li Shimin's ultimate victory in the Xuanwu Gate Incident actually had a great deal of randomness.

There were many different opinions about the reason for this, but history was written by the winners, and the truth had long been unknown.

In this space-time, the original winner became a treacherous and evil person, and the loser became a wise king who created a prosperous age. The logic of history was not surprising.

Li Jiancheng succeeded to the throne as Emperor Taizong and reigned for twenty-one years, creating a prosperous age of Kaiping that rivaled the Reign of Zhenguan.

The source of history entered a side road, and countless literary and martial heroes who were recorded in history books were either unknown or completely buried in the dust of time.

Perhaps the luck of the Zhao Song clan was too strong, and it was not wiped out by the chaos of history. Zhao Kuangyin still put on the yellow robe at Chenqiao Station.

But history took a turn in the next ten years. Song Taizu took precautions, and his brother was trapped in the position of Kaifeng Prefecture Governor for life and died in depression.

Thus, countless literary and martial talents in the original history were ruthlessly wiped out by the side road of history, or they were buried in the city and the wild, and less than one in ten could retain their style.

The imperial mandate of the Zhao Song Dynasty continued until the Jingkang Incident. The Jin soldiers went south, kidnapped the two emperors, and the Kang Prince Zhao Gou was intercepted and killed by the Jin people in Xiangzhou. The Zhao Song Dynasty exhausted its last bit of luck.

Countless loyalist armies and righteous men crossed south, standing in opposition to the Jin across the river. At the final, critical juncture of national extinction, the blood and courage of Han men were ignited, their hearts and livers laid bare, burning with a heat that scorched the heavens.

Finally, they waited for the death of the Jin people, and the Mongol cavalry swept the world again. The banks of the Yangtze River became a battlefield of flesh and blood. In the repeated tug-of-war between falling and recovering, it lasted for one hundred and fifty years, known in history as the Southern Crossing and Defending the Country.

While the various heroes led troops to resist the Hu barbarians, they never stopped fighting for the supreme power of the Southern Crossing Army. The flags changed on the city walls, and the countries south of the Yangtze River changed hands several times. The spirit of strong power and sharp soldiers far exceeded that of previous generations.

Until eighty years ago, the Mongol cavalry once again broke through the natural barrier of the Yangtze River, abused Jiangnan, and became an unstoppable trend. The mountains and rivers of the Jiangnan Han people were in jeopardy.

It is said that troubled times must produce strange and outstanding phases. At this time, a mysterious organization called the Yin Sect suddenly appeared in the Jianghu, becoming a key link in reversing the world's situation.

The Yin Sect used preaching and forming societies as a means to recruit strange people and scholars. Its followers were all over the world, assassinating Mongol generals, burning food and grass, spying on military intelligence, and connecting various anti-Mongol Han armies, becoming the vanguard of anti-Mongol forces.

Among the various anti-Mongol Han armies, a general named Li Tianling stood out at this time. This person had strategies in his chest, used troops like a god, defeated the Mongol cavalry several times, and his prestige grew day by day.

It was rumored that Li Tianling had a great connection with the Yin Sect, and it was the Yin Sect that reported a large amount of military intelligence to him, which made him invincible on the battlefield, but no one could say for sure whether this was true.

Regardless of the rumors, Li Tianling was indeed an unparalleled hero. He only used ten years to destroy the Southern countries such as Zhang Chu and Chen Han, and unified half of the Jiangnan mountains and rivers.

Afterwards, he led the army north into the Central Plains, proposing slogans to expel the Hu barbarians, restore China, establish laws and discipline, and save the people, rallying Han citizens from north and south to reorganize the mountains and rivers.

Li Tianling obtained the world's trend, and used another ten years to take Shandong, Henan, Tongguan in the north, and occupy Shanxi, Shaanxi, Guanzhong, Gansu, and other places in the west.

After presenting the trend of sweeping the Central Plains, the soldiers pointed directly at the Mongol Yuan Dadu, and the success or failure of the world was left to the last battle.

Just when the world's survival was pending, the masters of the Yin Sect actually assassinated the Mongol Emperor Toghon Temür. Thus, the Mongol Yuan army was in chaos, and Li Tianling took advantage of the situation to break through Dadu and pacify the world in one fell swoop.

Afterwards, Li Tianling established the Great Zhou Dynasty, which was the Zhou Taizu. In the first five years of the founding of the country, Li Tianling did two major things.

The first task was to pursue the remnants and drive them north, wiping out the surviving forces of the Mongol Yuan, so that from then on, the Mongols dared not look south to graze their horses.

The second thing was to verify that the Yin Sect was plotting rebellion and usurping the country, strangling the disciples and followers of the Yin Sect, banning the Yin Sect within the Great Zhou territory, and killing anyone who formed a society and joined the Yin Sect without pardon.

By now, the Great Zhou Dynasty has been established for sixty years, experienced four emperors, the world is peaceful, the national strength is prosperous, and the dynasty has begun to enter a period of flowers and fire.

The night sky outside the window was ink-blue, the bright moon was in the sky, the firewood in the charcoal brazier was shining with red fire, and the Zhi Shao on the side yawned, about to fall asleep.

Jia Cong looked at the messy books spread out on the desk, thinking about the strange and magnificent history of this time and space, and couldn't calm down for a long time.

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