Chapter 555

Name:Farmer's Little Girl Author:Yu Yuzhu
The next day, man Bao and his family got up, first moved in the yard, and then took books to read morning classes in the yard.

On Thursday, Lang bought breakfast and came back to eat. Only then did he enter the study to read, copy and guide his lessons.

Man Bao's Yili hasn't finished copying, so she copied three pages of Yili first. She felt a little tired before she put it down and touched out the book of Han.

Bai Shanbao didn't have time to read the Hanshu for the time being. He had to read the book of the imperial examination first. He didn't understand some contents, so he asked Mr. Zhuang to tell him from the beginning.

Not to mention Bai Erlang, his courses are now behind man Bao and Bai Shanbao, and it takes a lot of time for his students.

Man Bao took out a piece of white paper and began to list the heads while reading the Han Shu.

She decided to read through the book of Han Dynasty first. In the process of reading it, she wrote down the names of the killed heads, and then read it carefully. She listed the reasons for being killed, the time, and the basic questions of who killed them. She went to find the questions her husband wanted to ask the third time.

At that time, he is bound to need to read other books. Man Bao estimates that he has to go to the bookstore more than once.

It's impossible to buy so many books. You can buy one of three books at most, and the other two are in the bookstore.

In this way, she will go out often.

Man Bao looked at the fence of the yard quietly, and his big eyes moved flexibly.

Mr. Zhuang turned slowly with the book, patted her on the head and said, "be serious."

Man Bao immediately bowed his head, picked up his pen and wrote a name on the paper - Xiang Yu!

Although she didn't see it, since it was the reign of emperor Gaodi of the Han Dynasty, Xiang Yu must be one of them.

For two days in a row, man Bao and his family stayed in the yard to study. When they were bored at most, they didn't go to buy lunch on Thursday, but ran out of the alley to eat, but they would come back for half an hour at most. They continued to read after the rest. They were very honest.

At this time, Liu had also received the account book sent back by Daji rang, so he copied it himself.

Liu put the copy in a box and still hid it. Then he put it in a box and called Liu GUI, mother Liu's son, to him and said, "take my post and send it to Lord Wei in the capital in person. You must get his permission before you come back."

Liu GUI answered and stepped back.

Mother Liu watched him go out. Then she turned back and poured tea for the old lady. "Old lady, can you do it this time?"

Liu Shi shook his head and said, "not enough. There are only some greedy records on it. For the sake of the flood in Yizhou, the imperial court has exempted officials once and killed many young and old people. The king of Yizhou has also been taken back from two counties, so these evidences are useless for the moment."

Liu lowered his eyes and said, "what I want is the account books from the first year of Dazhen to the second year of Dazhen. You know, when the new emperor ascended the throne, in order to curb the flood in the world, the emperor used nearly half of the Treasury money to build water conservancy. Therefore, the palace saved food and clothing for three years and released a large number of palace maids. If the emperor knew, most of the money went into the pocket of the king of Yizhou, Maybe it's possible for him to ignore the Empress Dowager's severe punishment. "

"But old lady, the so-called account book is just a legend. We don't know what happened in those years. Dalang died halfway. Who knows where his account book is?"

Liu Shi didn't speak. She looked through the window into the distant mountains. 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. One day, things will appear.

Liu lowered his eyes and said, "go and call someone again. I'll write a letter to Shanbao and ask someone to send it to him. He's so old, and he's still fooling around like a child. Fortunately, there's lucky to follow him this time. Otherwise, isn't there going to be an accident? "

Mother Liu answered and turned down to call someone.

It was raining in spring. It was not easy to travel at this time, so the original one-day journey was pulled into one and a half days. Because there was a city gate, the messenger had to stay outside the city for one night.

This continuous spring rain is exactly what farmers are looking forward to, but it is very unfriendly for those who travel outside and do not farm.

Man Bao doesn't like the rain very much, because she finds that she doesn't dry the laundry, and people are reading in the house, the drizzle is floating outside, and she wants to sleep. What should I do?

It used to rain in spring, but she would only be happy with her family and didn't feel upset about the spring rain. At present, she was in a different state of mind.

Even on Thursday Lang looked forward to God, "just rain at home, don't rain here."

Bai Shanbao was speechless and said, "you might as well make a wish that it will rain in the fields and not in other places."

"Eh?" "That's a good idea," Zhou Silang said in surprise

So he made a wish with God again.

People:

Man Bao turned his head and ignored his fourth brother. He handed Bai Shanbao a stack of paper she had written down and said, "here, I wrote it down these days. Have a look."

Bai Shanbao turned it over and said in surprise, "how many people died in a Book of Han Dynasty?"

"Yes, I haven't finished reading it yet. It's just the heads under the twelve dynasties, eight watches, ten chronicles and ten biographies," man Bao said. "There are still 60 biographies left. I think more people will die. I think there are too many people to remember, so I want to see here first. When I understand the first half, I'll go to the second half."

Bai Shanbao: "in addition to the book of Han Dynasty, there is also the book of post Han Dynasty."

"Yes, it's dangerous to be an official," man Bao looked at Bai Shanbao. "Do you want to think about it again, or don't be an official."

Bai Shanbao thought for a moment and said, "I don't have to be beheaded, do I? Don't think too much. "

Bai Erlang said, "you think too much. It's not certain whether you can be a leader. Moreover, if you don't do bad things, you'll die. That's also a way to die forever. Don't be afraid."

Bai Shanbao was right when he thought about it. He immediately straightened his chest and said, "I'm not afraid of death."

Man Bao compromised, "well, I'll go back to the bookstore and try to write these people's lives in detail. Then you can see why they died. When you become an official, you should avoid what can be avoided."

Bai Shanbao thanked her, "thank you. By the way, have you finished copying your etiquette?"

"It's worse."

Bai Shanbao said in a very friendly way, "I just want to practice calligraphy. Do you want me to help you?"

"Your handwriting is not like mine. If your husband finds out..."

Bai Shanbao: "I'm practicing copying other people's handwriting recently. Let me try it. If it works, use it. If it doesn't work, even if it doesn't work."

Man Bao said, "I don't want it. I'm just a few pages short. I've written it for more than an hour. I have to wait for you to copy it slowly and risk being discovered by my husband. I'm not so stupid."