Three or two little birds were chirping on the small tree outside the window, and the flapping of their wings as they flew around woke up Li Shan who was memorizing silently with his eyes closed.
"Xiaoman, don't chase the birds away." Li Shan said with a smile: "Take a handful of millet and throw it on the window sill, it's a magpie."
"Oh, this is a good sign." Xiaoman outside the window threw away the stick and skipped to the kitchen.
"How can we achieve great things if our concentration is so weak?"
Hearing this scolding, Li Shan didn't even raise his eyelids. He just lowered his head and glanced at the "Gongyang Biography" on the table. After confirming that he could read and analyze the paragraph just now, he said: "This paragraph is already clear. Please continue."
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Zhou Zhao was not used to sitting on the bench, so he sat on the floor and leaned against the wall, a distance away from Li Shanhao... He sat too close and raised his head when talking.
"Already you understand?" Zhou Zhao got up, put on his shoes, and looked casual, "It's not as clear as Xiaoman!"
Li Shan finally raised his head and glanced at the disheveled young man, and said seriously: "It is not the behavior of a gentleman to talk about people's right and wrong behind their backs. Please practice your moral ethics."
After this period of time, Zhou Zhao was proficient in all the classics and historical records, and any questions Li Shan had could be answered perfectly. However, this guy had no moral integrity and was unkempt, and his reputation in the village was quite bad.
"You will be compassionate..." Zhou Zhao muttered, walked to the desk and began to explain "The Legend of Gongyang".
In this era, there were very few women who knew the classics and history. They either came from aristocratic families and had to be the legitimate daughter of a top wealthy family to be able to read the classics and history thoroughly, or they came from Pingkangfang...
The famous prostitutes in Pingkangfang all have specialties, whether they are good at tea-making, musical instruments, poetry, music and dance, and some are good at classics and history... The needs of customers are their expertise.
Zhou Zhao's words were unintentional, but in the ears of others, they were mocking Xiao Man's background in Pingkangfang.
Zhou Zhao interpreted a passage, and Li Shan asked a few questions, and then he meditated silently, trying to understand the classics. The fill-in-the-blank questions were the most important, but there were three policy questions at the end, which also needed to be answered with a subset of classics and history as the core.
Outside the window, Xiaoman was looking up at the magpie on the tree, throwing a handful of millet on the ground from time to time, eagerly waiting for the magpie to come down and play with her, looking innocent and innocent.
"She has a graceful figure, is charming and cute, such a beautiful maid..."
"Eighth uncle."
Zhou Zhao trembled, looked back at the closed door, and said angrily: "I just taught the "Book of Rites" the day before yesterday, don't you know how to respect teachers?"
Li Shan leaned on the chair with an expressionless face, and a figure flashed out of the window, which scared Zhou Zhao and staggered back a few steps.
"You are just teaching. I call you sir, but you still want to be Dalang's teacher?"
Zhu Wei snorted coldly: "You don't have any money in your pocket to eat and drink wildly. If it hadn't been recommended by others, you would have been beaten to death by the store!"
Li Shan turned around and took a look. No wonder his nose was bruised and his face was swollen on the first day. It turned out that he was beaten while eating the Overlord meal.
"Dalang, if this guy doesn't obey me, say hello."
Li Shan said calmly: "I received my monthly salary of ten guan five days ago. I bought all the drinks, drank heavily, and missed classes for two days."
"You said two days off every seven days..." Zhou Zhao glanced at Zhu Wei who had already begun to roll up his sleeves.
"From the first day of teaching to the twenty-sixth day, you have taken a total of nine days off."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Zhao had already opened the door and ran away. Li Shan got up angrily and cursed: "What a cheap person. Where did the eighth uncle find it?"
"This man was born in a poor family, but he is full of talent and learning. He once served as a teaching assistant in Zhou, but he was drunk every day. He was reprimanded by his superior and resigned." Zhu Wei thought for a while and then said: "Don't worry, Dalang. He has offended others and dare not enter."
Those in Chang'an City, don't worry."
After a pause, Zhu Wei added: "Xiao Man can use it with confidence."
Li Shan glanced at Xiaoman not far away. He was only thirteen years old this year. He seemed to have developed a little early. When he walked, Yangliu's waist naturally twisted... Li Shan couldn't help but rub his hands. They felt so good.
I have been holding back for more than half a month and haven't really made a move. On the one hand, I am a little worried about Xiaoman's origins. Most of the female prostitutes in Pingkangfang are from the Jiaofang Division. At Xiaoman's age, it is likely that she was a prisoner.
On the other hand, thirteen years old. When Li Shan thinks of this age, something over three years always comes to mind... How about trying the cherry mouth first?
While thinking about all these, Li Shan asked: "Uncle Eighth is coming over now...doesn't it look like a good thing?"
"Hey, trouble is coming." Zhu Wei nodded heavily, "I heard the news when I entered the city today. King Qin defeated Liu Heitai in Luoshui, and King Dong of Han led the remnant to flee north."
Zhu Wei explained in detail what he had learned about the war in Hebei. Li Shan listened quietly. These were far away from him. The so-called disaster should be a chain reaction related to this great victory.
Sure enough, after a moment, Zhu Wei whispered: "Chang'an ordered Wang Xu to lead his troops to block the upper reaches of the Ming River and release water to destroy the Han Dong King's battle formation, which was a great achievement."
"Huh?" Li Shan frowned, "Chang'an order?"
"Yes." Zhu Wei smiled bitterly and said: "Wang Xu will inevitably be promoted, and the Chang'an order will inevitably be vacant."
Li Shan raised his brows, "The Chang'an throne is not high but it has a powerful position. If it can intervene in every part of the capital, it will be a battleground for all parties... Is it the Pei family or that person?"
"Da Lang really knows the subtleties." Zhu Wei sighed, "Li Dewu wants to win the order of Chang'an to serve as an official."
It is very simple to judge that the Zhu family, Li Shan, mother and son have not registered yet, and Li Shan still wants to participate in the imperial examination next year. Whether it is registration or recommendation for the imperial examination, he must go through the Chang'an Order.
It could only be that a member of the Pei family or Li Dewu's appointment as the Chang'an Order would be a disaster for Li Shan.
"You haven't succeeded yet?"
"Well, the news is secret, and few outsiders know about it."
Li Shan was too lazy to ask about Zhu Wei's source of information, and took a few steps slowly, "Pei Shiju, who is also the prince Zhan Shi, is actually neutral and does not favor the East Palace or the Qin Palace. His son-in-law is appointed as the Chang'an Order... but it just balances the East Palace and the Qin Palace."
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After looking at Zhu Wei who was confused, Li Shan explained: "The King of Qin has made new achievements in Hebei. His military achievements are so great that even a saint may not be able to suppress them. There will be friction between the Qin Prince's Palace and the East Palace in the future."
"Chang'an Order...Donggong will never let it go. If the Pei family comes forward..."
Taking a deep breath, Li Shan knew that big trouble was coming. Even if he could get away with it by registering, he would still have to stand in front of the Chang'an Order after being recommended to take the scientific examination.
Li Shan couldn't make up his mind for a moment. He looked at Zhu Wei's leaving figure and thought to himself why he was so unlucky to have crashed into him.
Can't you live a peaceful life and wait until I get ahead to die?
Would you recommend another state or county?
The difficulty is probably very high. If such a simple method can be done, Uncle Ba will not think of it... Presumably the person behind him has limited abilities and cannot stretch his arms and legs that long.
"Mr. Lang." Xiaoman came in holding a tea bowl and stretched out his slender hand to touch Li Shan's frown.
Li Shan casually put his arms around Yingying's small waist, and was so worried that he didn't even bother to try the cherry bite.
"Xiaoman, Pingkangfang is a wealthy and prosperous place, but Zhujiagou is just living a simple life..."
"I have already said that my husband saved me from the sea of fire, and I will follow him for the rest of my life."
Li Shan is not stupid, this kind of words will only confuse a fool. Xiaoman must have a reason that he doesn't know.