The next day, Manbao and the others got up and did some activities in the yard. Then they took their books and read morning lessons in the yard.
After Zhou Lang bought breakfast and came back to eat, he went into the study room to read, read, copy, and was taught homework.
Man Bao hadn't finished copying the "Etiquette" yet, so she copied three pages of "Etiquette" first, then put it down when she felt a little tired, and took out the "Book of Han" to read.
Bai Shanbao didn't have time to read "Han Shu" yet. He had to read the book for the Fu Xue exam first. If he didn't understand some of the content, he asked Mr. Zhuang to explain it to him in detail from the beginning.
Not to mention Bai Erlang, his courses are now behind Man Bao and Bai Shan Bao, and he needs a lot of time.
Man Bao took out a piece of white paper and began to read the "Book of Han" while listing the heads on it.
She decided to read through the "Book of Han" first. During the reading process, she wrote down the names of the people who were killed. Then she read it again carefully and listed the reasons for the killings, the time, and the basic question of who killed. The third time
Let’s go back to the questions Mr. asked.
At that time, I will definitely need to read other books, and Man Bao estimates that he will have to go to the bookstore more than once.
It is impossible to buy all these books. You can buy one of three books at most, and read the remaining two in the bookstore.
As a result, she will have to go out often.
Manbao glanced at the courtyard wall quietly, his big eyes moving flexibly.
As if he had eyes on the back of his head, Mr. Zhuang slowly turned around with the book in hand, patted her on the head and said, "Be more serious."
Man Bao immediately lowered his head, picked up a pen and wrote a name on the paper - Xiang Yu!
Although she didn't see it, since it was Emperor Gao of the Han Dynasty, Xiang Yu must be one of the heads.
For two days in a row, Man Bao and the others stayed in the yard to study honestly. When they were most bored, Zhou Lang would not go to buy lunch, but would run out of the alley to eat by themselves. However, they would be back in half an hour at most, and they would continue after the break.
Reading is extremely honest.
At this time, Mrs. Liu had also received the account book sent back by Daji Rang, and copied it with her own hands.
Mrs. Liu put the copied copy in a box and kept it hidden. Then she put the original copy into a box, called Liu Gui, the son of Grandma Liu, to come in, handed it to him and said: "Take my post.
I will personally deliver it to Mr. Wei in the capital and will not come back until I get his approval."
Liu Gui responded, took the things and stepped back.
Aunt Liu watched him go out, then turned around and poured tea for the old lady, "Old lady, can you do it this time?"
Mrs. Liu shook her head and said: "It's not enough. There are only some records of corruption. Because of the flood in Yizhou, the imperial court has dismissed officials once and killed many young and old. The king of Yizhou has also been taken back to two counties, so these
Evidence is of little use at the moment.”
Mrs. Liu lowered her eyes and said: "What I want is the account books from the first year of Dazhen to the second year of Dazhen. You must know that when the new emperor ascended the throne, in order to curb the floods in the world, the Holy Emperor used nearly half of the treasury money for construction.
For water conservancy, for this reason, the palace cut down on food and clothing for three years and released a large number of palace ladies. If the emperor knew that most of the money went into the pocket of King Yizhou in a roundabout way, it might be possible for him to ignore the Queen Mother and punish him severely. "
"But old lady, that so-called account book is just a legend. We don't know what happened back then. Dalang died in the middle of the road. Who knows where his account book is?"
Ms. Liu didn't speak, and looked through the window at the mountains in the distance. She knew that those things must be in the mountains, but they didn't find them.
But she believed that God would not be so unreasonable and that one day something would appear.
Mrs. Liu lowered her eyes and said: "Go and call someone again. I'll write a letter to Shanbao and have someone deliver it to him. He's already so old, but he's still acting like a child. Fortunately, there's good luck this time."
Follow, otherwise something will happen?"
Aunt Liu responded, turned around and went down to call someone.
It rained continuously in spring, and it was not easy to travel at this time, so the original one-day journey was shortened to one and a half days. Because there was a city gate, the messenger had to stay one night outside the city.
This continuous spring rain is exactly what the farmers are looking forward to, but for those who are on the road and those who are not farming, these few days of drizzle are very unfriendly.
Man Bao didn't like the rain very much, because she found that the laundry would not dry no matter how hard it was hung, and people were studying in the house, and the drizzle was floating outside. What should she do if she really wanted to sleep?
Obviously it had rained in spring before, but she would only be happy with her family and didn't feel annoyed by the spring rain. However, her mood was different now.
Even Zhou Lang was looking forward to God, "As long as it rains at home, it won't rain here."
Bai Shanbao was speechless after hearing this and said: "You might as well make a wish that it rains in the fields but not elsewhere."
"Huh?" Zhou Lang said in surprise: "This is a good idea."
So I made a wish to God again.
Everyone:......
Manbao turned her head and ignored her fourth brother, handed the pile of paper she had written down to Bai Shanbao, and said, "Here, this is what I have written down in the past few days. You can take a look."
Bai Shanbao flipped through the pages and asked in surprise: "So many people died in a book called Han Shu?"
"Yeah, I haven't finished reading it yet. These are just the heads under the Twelve Chronicles, Eight Tables, Ten Chronicles, and Ten Chronicles." Man Bao said: "There are still sixty legends left. I guess the dead people will be
More, I feel that there are too many people to remember, so I want to read this part first, and after I understand the first half, I can work on the second half.”
Bai Shanbao: "In addition to "Han Shu", there is also "Hou Han Shu"."
"Yes, being an official is really dangerous," Man Bao looked at Bai Shanbao, "Why don't you think about it again, or don't be an official."
Bai Shanbao thought for a while and said: "I may not be beheaded, right? Don't think too much."
Bai Erlang said from the side: "You are thinking too much. It is not certain whether you will be successful. And if you don't do bad things, even if you die, it will be a famous way of death through the ages. Don't be afraid."
Bai Shanbao thought it right and immediately puffed up his chest and said, "I'm not afraid of death."
Man Bao compromised, "Okay, then I will go back to the bookstore to check and try to write down the lives of these people in more detail. Then you can see why they died. You can avoid it when you become an official in the future.
It should be avoided.”
Bai Shanbao thanked her and said, "Thank you. By the way, have you finished copying "Etiquette"?"
"It's still a little worse."
Bai Shanbao said very friendly: "I just want to practice calligraphy, do you want me to help you?"
"Your handwriting doesn't look like mine. If Mr. finds out..."
Bai Shanbao: "I have been practicing copying other people's handwriting recently. Please let me try it. If it works, I will use it. If it doesn't, forget it."
Man Bao said: "I don't want it. I only have a few pages missing. I wrote it for more than an hour and finished it. I have to wait for you to copy it slowly, and you have to risk being discovered by your husband. I don't have that."