Chapter 0001: Planting Vegetables
Dayuechao
Xiaoling Mausoleum is located in the mountains more than 100 miles south of Yujing. It is the tomb of successive emperors of the Dayue Dynasty, and there are now 23 tombs.
Emperor Taizu conquered Dayue and established his capital in Yujing. After his death, he was buried in the Xiaoling Mausoleum.
Although the capital of Dayue was later moved to Shenjing, emperors of all dynasties were still buried in Xiaoling Mausoleum.
Surrounded by towering peaks on three sides, twenty-three huge tombs are built against the mountain, like twenty-three giant beasts sitting north and looking south.
The south side is open and the terrain is flat, with several archways, city gates and sacred roads stretching out, which is solemn and dignified.
There is a lake in the southwest. The lake surface is like a mirror, and the white clouds in the sky are reflected on it.
The lake water flows out and splits into several small rivers, passing through the valley like a jade belt.
A courtyard was built in the woods at the foot of a mountain in the northwest, hidden among the trees and invisible to outsiders.
A scream suddenly came from the courtyard in the northwestern corner.
Li Chengkong sat up suddenly.
He was covered in cold sweat and his face was pale.
As a supercomputing researcher, he was checking the supercomputer Yitian under the lake when the ground suddenly shook violently and he was actually blown away.
Being in mid-air, he saw the ground being torn apart like paper, and the surging lake water submerged Yitian in the blink of an eye.
The powerful electric current turned into a silver snake that leaped over the lake.
Even though he was dancing, he still inevitably fell back onto the water and was swallowed by the silver snake. Everything went black before his eyes and he knew nothing.
This is where?
He turned his head and looked around.
I was sitting on a hard bed. The thin quilt was soaked and there was a taste of medicine in my mouth.
Is this alive again? But why are the furniture and furnishings so strange? Why are there three beds?
He felt a dull pain at the back of his head. When he reached out to touch it, the pain suddenly became more intense. His eyes went dark and he fell backwards again. This fall made the pain even worse and he passed out.
When he woke up again, he lay motionless on the couch, looking at the caisson, lost in thought.
Finally remembered it all!
I didn't expect my luck to be so good, yet so bad!
He reached his hand into the quilt and felt around, a look of wanting to cry but unable to do so appeared on his face.
I was really reborn as a little eunuch!
It would be better to die than to be a eunuch. Maybe someone else can possess you.
"Bang!" The door was kicked open.
A burly young man with pockmarks on his face strode in and walked up to him in two or three steps: "Li Chengkong, I say, you've been lying down for a long time, right? It's been a few days?! You didn't come here to enjoy yourself , you came here to work, hurry up!"
Li Chengkong raised his head and looked at him, acting dazed.
"What, is your brain broken too?" The burly young man said coldly: "Even if it's broken, you still have to work, hurry up!"
Li Chengkong has completely accepted the memory of the young eunuch with the same name and surname as himself, and knows the identity of this young man, Qin Tiannan, the head of the Shengong Prison.
He slowly pulled himself up.
A wise man will not suffer a loss in front of him. As for whether he will live or die, let's wait and see.
He was so weak that he couldn't move faster even if he wanted to.
Qin Tiannan threw off the thin blanket, pulled him off the bed, and said coldly : "Dawdle!"
He simply grabbed Li Chengkong's collar and walked out with big strides, as if he was carrying a chicken with ease.
As soon as he walked out of the house and felt the wind blowing, Li Chengkong couldn't help but shiver. His body was too weak and his buttocks and back were aching slightly.
He suppressed his humiliation and looked around.
The sun was shining brightly. It was early morning, and the rays of light illuminated the yard and made him feel warm.
This is a spacious courtyard, more than 100 meters square, with ten rooms in two rows of east and west, and doors on the north and south sides. It is obviously only one level of the courtyard.
He was just coming out of the southernmost room of the west wing when he saw two young eunuchs sweeping the floor in the sunshine in the yard.
Seeing them, the two burly young men stopped sweeping their brooms and looked over here with a smile.
Qin Tiannan shouted: "Do your job!"
"Boss Qin, this kid is really lucky." A young man said with a smile, "Be careful, don't let him die. Boss Qin, you will still be held responsible."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Qin Tiannan snorted coldly, carried Li Chengkong out of the south gate, and walked through the woods along a gravel path.
Li Chengkong did not move, allowing him to be carried more than 200 meters, up the mountainside, and stop in front of a pine house.
"Bang!" Li Chengkong was thrown to the ground.
Li Chengkong smoothed his collar and looked around.
In front of me is a wasteland of about five acres. The pine house at the end of the land was newly built and still exudes the fragrance of pine.
"Creaky." The door of the wooden house opened, and a short and fat old eunuch walked out. His beard and eyebrows were all white, his face was as white as snow, he had a round face and big round eyes, his complexion was ruddy, and he had the appearance of a child with white hair.
He showed a friendly smile on his round face: "Hey, Qin Zhangshi, what brings you here?"
"Old Wang, you're hiding away again!" Qin Tiannan snorted, "I'll give you a companion. He was beaten with 20 sticks in the capital and sent here to grow vegetables."
The chubby old eunuch looked at Li Chengkong and clicked his tongue: "Twenty strokes of the cane, tut tut, another poor fellow."
"No one should say who is pitiful." Qin Tiannan said coldly: "If you don't harvest 200 cabbages in the fall, neither of you will escape the cane!"
"Understood." Old Wang said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't cause any trouble for you, Mr. Qin!"
"That's good!" Qin Tiannan glared at Li Chengkong with a sullen face, and then glanced at Lao Wang: "Work hard, and do your job well. You can be lazy as you like. If you don't do your job well, hmph!"
He gave a sinister smile, turned and left.
Li Chengkong watched Qin Tiannan leave without saying a word.
With my current status, it makes no difference whether I speak or not. In Qin Tiannan's eyes, I am as humble as an ant. Who cares what an ant says?
"Haha, little guy, starting today, we'll work together, we're like grasshoppers on the same rope." Old Wang patted his shoulder and said with a amiable smile, "My body is getting weaker day by day. I don't know if I can wake up tomorrow after sleeping tonight, so I still have to rely on you to do the work."
Li Chengkong smiled.
He had just taken over the memories of this body and was still in a confused state, vaguely feeling that something was not right.
This body was also named Li Chengkong. He was originally responsible for cleaning the Dongyang Gate of the palace. However, he was so blind that he was still cleaning when Princess Qingming passed by. Dust fell into the princess' eyes, making her very angry. She beat him with twenty sticks and sent him to the Xiaoling Mausoleum to grow vegetables.
The twenty blows with the sticks were not severe and there were no serious injuries, except for the pain in my back and buttocks.
But Li Chengkong was unlucky. On the morning of the second day after entering the Xiaoling Mausoleum, when he got up to wash his face in the yard, he slipped and fell backwards. The back of his head hit a stone on the ground and he fell into coma, and his own body took over.
Li Chengkong has bad luck, and I have good luck, but not necessarily that much better.
Vegetables are grown in the Xiaoling Mausoleum and according to the rules cannot be moved.
It means that you can only grow vegetables here, live here, grow old here, and die here for the rest of your life. No matter how well you do, you cannot leave the Xiaoling Mausoleum, nor can you be promoted.
What was wrong to him was not that he was so lucky to be reborn.
The original owner's memory of the scene in which he angered Princess Qingming and was beaten with a stick was very vague, because everything happened so fast that the original owner was dazed and felt like it was a nightmare.
But now he can replay that scene clearly.
You can see the sky, the sunshine, Princess Qingming's clothes, her angry and indifferent expression, her beautiful face, and the coldness and disgust on the almost identical beautiful faces of the two palace maids beside her.
This made him feel something was wrong.
It was as if the memory of this body was made into a movie, and his memories were the movie playback, and the speed of the movie playback could be controlled at will, fast or slow, zoomed in or out.
It's like you're facing a computer.
What was even more wrong was that he felt everything around him slow down, everything slowed down ten times.
This is a rigorous calculation made with the rigor of an engineer.
Whether it was Qin Tiannan's speech and movements, or Old Wang's speech and movements, they were all ten times slower.
It makes everything feel unreal.
He had a vague guess.
My current condition is most likely related to the supercomputer Yitian.
