Merton is an aspiring young man in the 20th century. Although his family is poor, he is rooted in Miao Hong. He came from three generations of poor and lower middle peasants, commonly known as poor loser.

However, this did not hinder Merton\'s pursuit of progress. He decided to start from scratch and strive to make a fortune of $5 million.

Today is the moment when he decides success or failure. Merton has been in front of a bank for a long time. He has stepped on this place several times. It is safe around and there is little traffic.

Merton lowered his hat brim, touched the things in his pocket, and ruthlessly walked into a shop next to the bank.

"Boss! Have a two-color ball."

Merton took out two one dollar coins and lined up in front of the shopkeeper.

"Draw the prize tonight. Good luck."

The boss skillfully printed out a lottery ticket and handed it to Merton with a smile.

As night fell, it was nine twenty in the twinkling of an eye.

Merton refreshed his mobile phone again and again, waiting for the results of the lottery, and his five million fortune fought here.

Every time the prize is opened, Merton is in the most painful time. It\'s cruel to watch him lose $5 million. No, it\'s $5 million.

But for his dream, he must bear these pains.

"Ding Ling!"

A pop-up window of the lottery app appears and the winning information is released.

"No"

In an instant, a sad cry came out of the rental house,

"My five million two dollars!"

At the same time, the land of China is full of strong resentment, and there are tens of millions of grievances. These thousands of grievances are not known to be pulled by some mysterious force, but coagulate and do not disperse. They converge into a mysterious pattern in the sky. After flashing several times, the mysterious pattern disappears in an instant.

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Merton felt a splitting headache and wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn\'t open them.

In the dark, scenes of light and shadow flashed in my mind, as if in a dream, and it was very real.

In this dream, he became a man of the Tang Dynasty. His father\'s name was mo lie. He was a child of the Mohist School and the leader of Li Shimin\'s magic camp. In the process of Li Tang\'s unification of the world, Mo lie opened mountains and built bridges in the face of water. He rushed to the front line every time, repeatedly letting Li Shimin seize the first opportunity in the war and made great contributions.

Unfortunately, Mo lie\'s fortune was shallow. After the Tang Dynasty unified the world, he failed to enjoy glory and wealth. After years of war, he was hurt too much. Unfortunately, he died young and left a short County hou to Merton, a guy with the same name and surname.

"No." Merton woke up suddenly.

How can this feeling be so clear? It\'s just my own experience.

Merton suddenly sat up and pulled off the sheet covering his head. He was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The rental house he used to live in has disappeared, but has been replaced by a classical room, wooden door, wooden bed, wooden window and wooden room.

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

Merton\'s IQ was a little anxious. Everything in front of him was strange and familiar. Scenes of memory flashed in front of him. The scene in the dream clearly appeared in his memory, like two souls constantly overlapping in front of him and finally integrated into one.

"Did I really cross to the Tang Dynasty?" Merton had an extravagant desire rising in his heart.

How could this be possible? Merton was trembling with excitement. He couldn\'t believe it. He lost 5 million Liang, but he won the biggest prize in the universe.

He crossed to the Tang Dynasty and became a declining aristocrat in the Zhenguan period.

Looking at his very similar face in the bronze mirror, Merton still seemed to be dreaming.

After a long time, Merton finally calmed down and settled down. Moreover, he came to the prosperous Tang Dynasty, which is one of the greatest times of the whole Chinese nation. It doesn\'t seem to be a bad thing.

It seems that in order to confirm Merton\'s conjecture, the door squeaked, and a 15-year-old girl in purple pushed the door in. In Merton\'s memory, she was Merton\'s personal servant girl. She loved to wear clothes with purple patterns, so she was named purple.

Purple clothes grew up with Merton when he was a child. It\'s a pity that Merton paid attention to the beautiful women in Chang\'an City and didn\'t care about the purple clothes around him.

According to Merton\'s current thinking, Ziyi has at least 80 points. On the premise that she has not grown up, it will also be a disaster to the country and the people in a few years.

Having picked up a title for nothing and now being served by a beautiful maid, Merton\'s happy life seems to have begun.

However, Merton\'s dream was mercilessly shattered by purple before he held the * * * clock.

"Young master, it\'s bad. Uncle Li has come to the door of the ink house. Hide quickly, or you\'ll be beaten again!" Ziyi said flustered.

"Beaten?" Merton was suddenly covered with black lines. At the same time, the terrible memories of second uncle Li flooded into his heart.

"Once, twice,... Many times."

Forget it, I can\'t count it.

"Don\'t talk nonsense. Uncle Li hurts me so much. How can he be willing to beat me?" Merton said with a dry smile, but his body shivered honestly.

"Young master, you forget that our Mojia village has suffered a large area of disaster this year, and the grain production has been reduced by half. Everyone is waiting for you to go to Chang\'an city to get the Lord\'s sacrifice through the difficulties? But you have lost all your money? Uncle Li probably knows this." Ziyi said with worry on his face.

"Er!"

Merton remembered the whole story from his messy memory. Merton\'s Lao Tzu died early and didn\'t leave much money for him at all.

In addition, some soldiers who followed Mo lie retired and settled in Mojia village, resulting in a sharp increase in the population of Mojia village.

They are the children of the Mohist school. They are not born to deal with Confucianism. The officials in charge of knighthood secretly do evil and directly regard these 1000 households as the food city of mohlie, resulting in that mohlie\'s title is not the highest, but he is indeed the only real Lord of the 1000 households of the food city among all the ministers.

Although it is a good thing to have a large number of people, the awarded fields are secretly spoiled by people. In this era, the grain yield is low. Mojia village is close to shibie Valley, with low-lying terrain and frequent drought and flood disasters. It is a typical saline alkali land, and the output of crops is very low. In addition, this year is a disaster year, which is even worse, Grain production has been greatly reduced, and it is simply unable to support the food of more than 1000 households.

All the hopes of Mojia village depend on the salary Merton received from Chang\'an City for food, but after Merton met a group of friends in Chang\'an City, the general squandered the salary and returned drunk.

"Merton, you black sheep, come out!" there was a roar outside the room. When he heard this familiar voice, Merton\'s heart trembled. This was Li Yi, his father\'s deputy

, after the death of Mo lie, the whole Mojia village was re managed by Li Yi, including Merton.

Since the death of Mo lie, Li Yi has been particularly strict with him. At ordinary times, he is the most afraid of Mo lie.

"Brother Li, calm down. The 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 magic camp, but he retired because of injury. Later, he became the housekeeper of the Mohist School and was loyal to the Mohist school.

"Brother Fu, don\'t stop me. I must teach this smelly boy a lesson today. He joked about the lives of the whole village and squandered all his salary."

"Young master, what should I do? Now that second master Li knows, he will punish you. Go and hide quickly!" Ziyi said anxiously.

According to past experience, Merton must have run as far as he can. He will come back after Li Yiqi disappears.

But Merton was no longer the weak boy before. This time he didn\'t escape, but sorted out his clothes, opened the door and went out.

"Young master!" Ziyi exclaimed, and hurriedly followed out worried.

Outside the door, a clothes were washed white, and the thin middle-aged man was rushing in. Fuber tried to persuade and stop him again. When they saw Merton walking out of the door, they were stunned.

"Uncle Fu, second uncle!"

Merton took a cold breath, puffed out bursts of white smoke, and greeted him like normal.

Until Merton bowed, the two suddenly separated.

"Young master!" replied Fubo.

"Smelly boy, do you know how much trouble you\'re in now?" Li Yi angrily said. The commandment in his hand was held high, but it didn\'t come down.

Because he saw that Merton seemed a little different. Merton was trembling at him in the past, but now Merton was very calm and had no previous panic and cowardice.

"Second uncle, don\'t you know? The food price in Chang\'an City has increased by 50%. With that salary, it\'s a drop in the bucket and can\'t feed thousands of people in Mojia village." Merton said.

"We can\'t squander it wantonly. At least some of the grain can have more hope," Li Yi said angrily.

Fuber opened his mouth, looked at Li Yi, looked at Merton, and finally sighed bitterly.

Murray\'s title is neither high nor low. Chang\'an city is not conspicuous at all. When it was passed to Morton, it was reduced by one level. Only the county uncle was left, and his salary, which was not much, was reduced by another level.

In addition, the population of Mojia village is so large that it was originally a real food town with thousands of households. After several years of living and raising interest, the population has soared a lot, and the food produced is not enough. Besides, those salaries were originally Merton\'s, and now Merton has spent his money, what is his right to blame?

For a moment, Li Yi was silent, and his heart was full of bitterness. At the thought that thousands of people in the village were short of clothes and food, it was October, and how they would spend the cold winter. Li Yi was in great pain, but then a voice made him look up in amazement.

"Since it\'s my fault, I\'ll make up for it. I promise no villagers will starve or freeze to death this winter," Merton said solemnly.

"Now I want to know how poor Mojia village is!"