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On the third day of September, 2999 AD,

Xia Ming whistled and lay in the cab to modify the code.

This is an all-terrain, fully powered combat vehicle with a silver-white appearance. It can be invisible to the naked eye and radar, and has all functions.

Now for the final test.

As a physicist and a medical biologist with two PhDs, I feel very confused at the moment.

All functional defenses have been turned on, front and rear, and the control center still finds itself; the heat treatment has not been truly invisible; but the problem is there and cannot be found for a while. All theoretically designed refrigeration equipment can even freeze the various seeds in the car for three years before they can germinate. Why can't the heat energy be disposed of?

It must be a code problem!

But after reading line by line, my eyes were dazzled, and I haven't found it yet.

Xia Ming was about to stop the autonomous driving and take a break, so he turned on his earphones. When he was about to say something, suddenly a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky and thunder rolled in.

Xia Ming cursed in his heart, when will there be strong convective weather again? Before it started, a bolt of lightning flashed in front of the sky, a loud thunder sounded, and the person fainted.

……

Xia Ming felt a little difficult to breathe and felt a little strange in his heart; he heard an older woman shout loudly:"It's a young prince!" He was then held by someone and moved. I felt strange in my heart that the woman had an accent and I couldn't understand the accent there. Unfortunately, Mandarin has been popularized for thousands of years and I had never heard such an accent. Fortunately, I could understand it.

It must be in the countryside. Is it so remote that you can't even speak Mandarin correctly? It's like someone who hasn't read the book.

He should have been struck to death by lightning in the car. Isn't he dead yet? Are you being rescued right now? According to the last flash of lightning, at least 70% to 80% of his body was burned.

Could it be that those classmates from the medical school were doing surgery and watching TV at the same time?

Thinking of this, Xia Ming felt angry. I have practiced it myself. The surgery is not done well, but you watch TV? When I get better, I will beat you to a pulp. He actually learned to be a student, cooking hot pot and dissecting a pig at the same time!

It seems that these bastards deserve a beating.

I really don't care about my own burns. Today's medical technology has reached this point, even if 80% of the patients are burned, there is nothing to worry about.

I am only thirty-five years old and not married yet?

Besides, these bastards are all doing hot pot surgeries, so the problem shouldn't be too big.

But why don't they laugh at themselves?

——Not quite like those bastards!

Follow where it was placed. I saw a field of colorful flowers. I obviously don’t have myopia, but why can’t I see clearly?

I heard a young woman's voice saying:"Why don't you cry, young prince?"

No one spoke normal Mandarin. Mandarin has been popularized for nearly a thousand years, but it still has such a strong accent. It seems that education is better in big cities, but it has not yet become popular in rural areas.

Then, I saw the white cloth move, revealing a patch of white flowers, and then my mouth was stuffed.

Xia Ming wanted to scream at this time, have I become a child? But it seems that he sucked the milk instinctively.

After sucking for about ten minutes, the milk was gone. He let go and looked up, and found that it was very difficult to look up; but at this moment, someone moved him, and he saw a woman with a haggard face. She must be seventeen or eighteen years old, maybe younger; it's just the postpartum weakness that makes her look a little older.

Although her face looked haggard at this time. But the face is full of happiness; the eyes are gentle.

Then, I heard someone calling Wang Ye several times. Then he saw a man in his mid-twenties appearing in front of him. He had a wide mouth, big ears, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and he was quite handsome. At this time, he gently touched the woman's face. He said softly:"Our child."

Xia Mingxin said, my father? It's him?

Xia Ming pondered, this was too weird; he was struck by lightning and should have been burned to death. Even if he wasn't burned to death, he should have been severely burned.

How could he become a child?

So? Where is the body named Xia Ming? Where is the car? Where's the car?

There were all kinds of words in his ears, but Xia Ming couldn't listen to a word.

Did he die? Just like the legendary Meng Po soup without drinking it? Just reincarnated? Or go back to the time when there was a prince? Or maybe there will be a prince hundreds of years from now? The Queen of England is still the queen, but she clearly speaks substandard Mandarin!

That must be in China. But what dynasty is it? Before the Qing Dynasty in China, there were princes; now that I have become a child, I am sure that the car will no longer be found. eccentric!

People in the past were superstitious. You must not open your mouth. If someone sees that you are talking as soon as you make a sound, you should think that you are a ghost.

——strangle to death?

What's going on? I actually didn't understand.

Has your heart changed since you became a child? no! I have to quickly think about my two doctorate degrees. Is my knowledge still there? After thinking about it, I still remember it.

Is it a dream?

Xia Ming wanted to slap himself hard to see if it hurt. But I seem a little sleepy. If I'm sleepy, I'll take a nap before talking. Is it still a dream?

I am one month old!

On the day of the full moon, the house was decorated with red lights and Xia Ming was convinced that he was already a child.

But my heart is still strange and I can’t adapt yet; Zhuangzi once said, Zhuangzhou dreams of butterflies, or does Zhuangzhou dream of butterflies? Are all people in the world just like programs? Is God writing the program? Haven't you been deleted? Or should we release all permissions and let programs write programs? Like American blockbusters? Robots produce robots, then? There are no more people?

The difference is that those who write programs now are gods in the sky; there are so many things in the world, it is not surprising to write a wrong program; but don’t delete it, because you haven’t understood it yet? Just like writing a program yourself, it takes some effort and time to delete and rewrite. But if God deletes it, I won’t have it anymore.

My car hasn't been found yet?

I'm not afraid of anyone when I find a car.

But I am still afraid of God.

Did the car follow? You have to think about it carefully.

Xia Ming was hugged here and there today. I heard how many things were given to me, and then I was given a name; my surname was not Xia, my surname was Song, my name was Xing, and my courtesy name was Wangzhi!

Who gave the name? No culture at all. Song Xing? Song Wangzhi? Which dynasty in China had the surname Song?

It's a pity that although I am Chinese, I really don't know enough about history. The Song Dynasty belonged to the old Zhao family

——His surname is Zhao, not Song.

Today, my father was given a side wife by the second prince, the prince.

The younger brother gave his elder brother a woman.

Who the hell is this person? What if someone just gave birth to a baby and was only one month old?

But it is true that in ancient times, in Xia Ming's era, his father would cheat secretly. Side wife? Don't think too much.

Okay, bear with it!

The past life is the current life!

But what about my body?

Will he look the same as Xia Ming this time?

It seems like the weather is getting a little cold

……

When Xia Ming was four years old, he gradually accepted the fact that his surname was Song Zhiwangzhi.

After the full moon, others call me a young master. Some are also called princes.

Why? Because the old emperor didn't give the young prince the title.

Song Xing, who has lived there for four years, has a little understanding of where he is. Adults don't often say it, and they don't ask themselves. But who can say anything to guard against a newborn child?

My own country is called the Song Dynasty, and the correct name is the Southern Song Dynasty; there is a country in the north called the Northern Song Dynasty, which turned out to be one country; the emperor is my grandfather, when the old emperor died; that is, my grandfather's father died.

The old emperor enjoyed the blessings of his predecessors and had countless beauties in the harem; he ignored the government affairs every day and changed his duties every day. Gentle's dream is full of little girls aged thirteen or fourteen. Sometimes there are more than two people on the bed, working on one thing here and doing something on the other; I am not very young, but I only focus on one thing, which must be a bit hurtful to my health, and I hang up halfway through the task.

The wind is coming!

But there seems to be no such statement here.

The old emperor died, and the prince was an ordinary person, dreaming of tenderness every day; the third prince, his grandfather, was quite accomplished and supported by many people.

The greatest treasure in the world is for the virtuous!

Then there was a prince under Dabao, the crown prince of the country. Then the second group of people started to work. Soon it was divided into two countries, North and South. It is said to be a big country, but Song Xing hasn't seen the map yet, and he doesn't know how big it is from that dynasty or that generation.

In my previous life, there was the Northern Song Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty; but the two dynasties were not at odds with each other. It was the Northern Song Dynasty that came first, and was forced to flee south by others. Hangzhou has been called Bianzhou. Is it like this now?

People of this era also have legends about Pangu creating the world and Nuwa creating humans. But I have never heard a poem like"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky." In other words, I am in front of Tang Dynasty!

This is for two meals. Breakfast should be around 11 o'clock at noon, dinner should be at dark time, and it will be dark after eating. However, he is a young master, so he and his mother eat three meals a day; my father, like everyone else, eats two meals a day, and occasionally eats three meals a day with leftovers.

History says that before the Song Dynasty, people had two meals, which is reasonable. thisThe civilization of our time was quite backward, and the food was conventional ancient grains; the most unpalatable thing was salt! Brine salt, block salt; block salt should be rock salt, and there are also coarse salts. But coarse salt can only be found in countries far away; it is a national strategic product, and it can only be smuggled by people who are not afraid of death and collude with the government. Delicious, small portion, and shockingly expensive. The one sold by the government is even more frightening. Most of the clothes I wear are jute and white linen, and the cotton is really ugly because of the handicrafts. But cotton is soft and you can wear it yourself. Even the smoke from the candles is like burning garbage. There are good white candles and red candles in the palace; during festivals, the emperor's grandfather will reward a few candles. As a father, he had the money to buy them; but he never bought them. Even his ordinary clothes were made of white linen, even if they were dyed in an ugly color; fine clothes were only worn when going to the palace during festivals or doing business.

Song Xing often had headaches. With the knowledge of his previous life, it was easy to change something. But the common man is not guilty, and he is guilty of the crime! The car hasn't been found yet. Once others find out about it, it will be treated as a treasure. It would be better to die and lose all freedom.

Furthermore, it would be bad if it hurts the parents, and it would be bad if it hurt the servants. Everyone here is so kind to themselves.

My father’s official name is Prince Jing!

Since the emperor's grandfather's rebellion, the surrounding countries have become kind-hearted and want to share some benefits. Grandpa led his men to conquer the east and west, and despite being attacked from both inside and outside, they actually managed to secure the southern border of the Song Kingdom without losing an inch.

Grandma was a slave girl of the noble family who originally supported Grandpa. Under the circumstances of the conspiracy of the nobles, I accidentally got the news and revealed it to the emperor's grandfather. The emperor's grandpa fought to the death to escape! Then I had a father.

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