Traveling through ancient times to escape famine, the prince led me to rebel

Chapter 442 Mo Shen and Mo Shen

My name is Mo Shen, I am 27 years old, and I am a doctoral student in the History Department of Huaguo University.

The subject of my academic research is also called Mo Shen.

When I was studying Chinese history in junior high school, the teacher talked about the Daliang Dynasty with a sly smile on his face.

"In this dynasty, there is a legendary figure whose name happens to be the same as that of a classmate in our class. Their names are both Mo Shen!"

The fate between Mo Shen and I began at that time.

According to history books, Mo Shen assisted Liang Taizu Chen Xing in establishing great achievements and was known as the number one strategist in Daliang.

What is most rare is that after the establishment of the Daliang Dynasty, Mo Shen refused the title of nobility and appointment as prime minister proposed by Liang Taizu, and chose to travel around the world. Finally, he established the Bailu Academy and cultivated many talents for Daliang.

Such a person who was indifferent to fame and fortune and "hid his achievements and fame, and left after his work was done" had an indescribable appeal to me who was in adolescence at that time.

I became more and more interested in Mo Shen's affairs. Not only did I read over and over again all the descriptions of him in history books, I also went to the library to look up all the information about him and studied it day and night.

It seemed as if an invisible big hand pushed me onto the academic path of studying Mo Shen.

There is a vast amount of historical data. Just when I was constantly expanding my perspectives and working hard to complete my academic work "Biography of Mo Shen", I traveled through time!

Have you ever bungee jumped without a safety rope?

I hit a burly man holding a big knife. Blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, but I was unharmed.

So many years have passed, but every time I think of my oily skin back then, I still find it unreasonable.

"Brother, what's your name?"

As the world was spinning, I was pulled up by someone, and it seemed that the person I was about to kill with a knife was this person.

"My name is Mo Shen."

"Good brother, you saved me, so you are my savior. Come with me and fight our way out!"

The deafening sound of fighting echoed in my ears, and he pulled me towards the increasingly smaller encirclement, fighting more and more bravely.

Chen Xing?

Haha what a coincidence!

I know someone with the same name, but I only saw it in a fucking book.

"Historical records show that the great scholar Mo Shen descended from the sky and saved Emperor Taizu of Liang from danger. This was the first encounter between an emperor and his minister, which has been passed down through the ages as a beautiful story."

I don't want to talk about my experiences from the time I joined the rebel army to the founding of the Daliang Dynasty, and then to my departure from Kyoto.

From the moment I realized that I was the historical Mo Shen, I already knew all my future experiences and the final outcome.

The theories founded by Mo Shen, the works compiled, the ideas advocated... I can almost recite them by heart.

Time forms a closed loop between the two Mo Shens. The student Mo Shen knows everything about the great scholar Mo Shen, just for the purpose of becoming the great scholar Mo Shen one day.

What about the twenty-seven years that the student Mo Shen spent in modern life?

Grievances, indignation, hatred, and confusion, all finally turned into one sentence: God is playing tricks on us!

I thought the drama of "Mo Shen becoming Mo Shen" was outrageous enough, until I discovered that my appearance had never aged since I traveled through time.

Over the years, Chen Xing issued three imperial edicts to summon me back to Beijing, but I rejected them all in letters. And as recorded in history, Chen Xing did not punish me.

Chen Xing has become an old man, but I still look the same as when we first met. What should we do if something goes wrong when we meet?

I live in seclusion on a small hill behind Bailu Academy. The only person in this world who knows the secret that I will not grow old is Mo Qing, my adopted child.

People can always be quiet, and the world will return.

If I never get old, I hope he can live longer, longer...

Now in my eighties, Mo Qing has always been by my side. He understands my loneliness too well, and I am also aware of his loneliness.

Once, I found a marriage for him. The woman's talent and appearance were a perfect match for Mo Qing, but Mo Qing refused to agree.

I asked him, "Why?"

He asked back, "Why, teacher?"

Silly child, the reason I don’t get married is, of course, because I don’t want to invest my emotions in more people and then endure more separations.

The word love is so beautiful. It breaks one’s heart when living together and makes one feel sad when dying.

There are rumors circulating among the people that I have many female confidants, but I swear to God, I have never taken the initiative to flirt with any of them.

It’s just that I’m considered a handsome guy in modern times, and when I come to ancient times when there hasn’t been thousands of years of genetic fusion, my appearance is even better than a lot of people.

I have never thought about getting married and having children.

After all, my time travel was that of the body, not the soul.

What would the resulting child look like if the body of a modern person were combined with the body of an ancient person?

I don't know and I don't want to know.

Because I deeply believe that my genes are not good enough to leave offspring in this world.

Today's guest is also a legendary figure in history books.

Because of some records, quite a number of people in modern times speculate that she was a time traveler.

So, I was willing to meet her and confirm the matter, without any evidence, just based on my feeling.

As long as you observe her with the conclusion that "she might be a time traveler" in mind, you will find that she is different from others.

Her thoughts are free, and the framework of this era cannot shackle her.

Luo Xiaoran came to invite me on behalf of Lin Yueyi. I knew about this because someone in the court passed the news to me in advance.

With so many students from Bailu Academy entering officialdom, there are always some who still miss the academy in their hearts.

Speaking of Lin Yueyi, I remember that she was a strong and bright girl, but the environment she was in was destined to make her strength consume all her brightness.

This girl often came to me for advice for a while. After I noticed some of her thoughts, I quietly distanced myself from her.

Soon, she married Chen Xing's eldest son, and then became the Crown Princess, Queen, Queen Mother, and until now the Grand Empress Dowager.

Over the years, Lin Yueyi has sent people to Bailu Academy every year to invite me back to Beijing, and I am a little... fed up with it.

I thought that the words "we may meet again in this life" could temporarily appease her, but people from Kyoto kept coming.

If I remember correctly, Lin Yueyi's birthday is this year.

I don’t know why she sent Luo Xiaoran to invite me this time. Perhaps she found something in Luo Xiaoran that she had seen in me.

After all, Luo Xiaoran and I are both time travelers, and when we met Lin Yueyi, we had not yet fully integrated into the era of Daliang.

Don't doubt that there are masters in this world who can observe the sky, the earth, and people, make predictions, choose auspicious days, and tell fortunes. It's just that these masters are hard to come by.

I live in a thatched cottage, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. While enjoying the tranquility and freedom, I also have to endure loneliness.

Fortunately, Luo Xiaoran made a promise today, so I will wait for her dinner invitation.