Feng Jin has always thought that he is a noble son of a family, with a good family education, and will not make rude actions under normal circumstances. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Until, he met Jiang Pengji.

Coughing and his cheeks red, he was a little embarrassed to tidy up his demeanor and clean up the messy "crime scene" in front of him, with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"Lan Ting, Mr. Yuanjing is a master who is admired by everyone in the world, how can you be so ......?"

Speaking of which, Feng Jin really couldn't speak, and he found that his brain couldn't find the right words.

Jiang Pengji pursed her lips and said, "Isn't it just a joke, it's just a different way of narrating, and it's not deliberately slandering him, what are you doing so old-fashioned? Maybe if I throw this statement in front of Mr. Yuanjing, even he himself will agree." ”

Feng Jin sighed oldly, if he wanted to talk about crooked reasoning, he really couldn't say anything about the person in front of him.

"Mr. Yuanjing has a heart for the whole world, so naturally he will not worry about you junior. Feng Jin said.

Because of the hand injury, his right hand will not be able to hold the pen for a period of time, unfortunately missed the opportunity of this evaluation, so he has been very idle recently, Jiang Pengji has time to pull him over to play chess or chat to pass the time, so as not to let him think cranky.

Whether it is a poor student or a scholar, the big guy has studied hard for many years, isn't it just to rise to the top?

Feng Jin didn't show it on his face, but he definitely didn't feel so free and easy in his heart.

Jiang Pengji's kindness, Feng Jin knows it.

"What are you doing?"

After a fight, Jiang Pengji ordered Taxue to prepare a table and place it in the courtyard, and a large stack of cut bamboo paper lay quietly on it.

"Silent writing, idle anyway is idle. Playing chess with you, your mind is not on the chess surface at all, and it is boring. ”

Jiang Pengji knelt on a bamboo collapse, stepped on the snow and lifted her sleeves slightly, helping her polish the ink carefully.

Feng Jin heard Jiang Pengji pierce his absent-minded state, and there was a trace of embarrassment on his face, and he immediately reined in his mind and changed the topic.

"Dictately?Uncle Liu's task for you?"

Liu She, as the chief examiner, went to the examination room early to prepare, in order to avoid suspicion, he will not come back before the end of the evaluation.

According to Feng Jin's thoughts, Liu She attaches so much importance to Jiang Pengji, she will definitely grasp her studies and leave some homework.

Jiang Pengji said, "No, I'm writing Mr. Cheng's collection of books." ”

Mr. Cheng refers to Cheng Cheng.

She "made a deal" with Cheng Cheng before, she provided good bamboo paper, and Cheng Cheng copied a copy of his collection of books to her, but who let Cheng Cheng collect so many books, more than tens of thousands of volumes, and when he finished copying, it would take a year or two to say the least.

It's not that Jiang Pengji can't wait that long, but now that she is idle, she can do things better.

The more she integrates into this era, the more things Jiang Pengji sees and understands deeply.

It is true that there are too many places that make her unhappy in ancient times, such as backward technology, illiteracy, barbaric customs, and gender discrimination...... But it is undeniable that there are also some shining features of this era, such as the accumulated wisdom of those who came before them.

She looked through a lot of books on the art of war, and found that many of the concepts in them were very consistent with what she had learned, some of them seemed superficial, but the essence was very similar, you must know that her time was at least one or two thousand years apart from this ancient era!

Jiang Pengji slowly restrained the contempt in her heart, changed her attitude, and studied seriously.

If it weren't for that, she wouldn't have had to go to great lengths to set up her book collection before.

"At the beginning of people, nature is good, sex is similar, habits are far away, and sex is a ...... of change" Feng Jin sat aside, seeing her write down these sentences, thinking carefully, it seems that there is no familiar memory, but the words are short and concise, and there is a profound truth hidden in reading, he couldn't help but light up, and asked, "Who wrote this, its text is popular, easy to remember, but interesting." ”

As soon as Feng Jin asked, a bunch of barrages floated across the virtual screen.

[Old Driver Lianmeng]: Feng Jin boy, this is the content of the "Three Character Classic", the ancient enlightenment textbook of China.

[Musician Zhuge Qinmo]: "The Book of Three Characters", the author is Wang Yinglin of the Song Dynasty, and you don't know who Wang Yinglin is.

[Fluffy leather bag]: After checking Du Niang, the author of "Three Character Classic" is Wang Yinglin.

[Nongfu Spring is a little hanging]: Wang Yinglin in the Song Dynasty, but the plane of Feng Jin's young man is not in the Song Dynasty at all, right?

In fact, according to the analysis of some great gods, the current era of the anchor is somewhat similar to the north and south of the Wei and Jin dynasties.

In addition to the answer, the barrage floated over the barrage with questions such as "...... If you don't teach, your father's fault, if you don't teach strictly, your teacher will be lazy ......".

The content is messy and varied, if it weren't for Jiang Pengji's extremely strong memory, I'm afraid she would have been stunned.

Faced with Feng Jin's question, Jiang Pengji lowered her eyes, glanced at the barrage while he was not paying attention, and wrote it down to continue writing.

"I don't know, the characters in the book are no longer exquisite, I just thought it was interesting to see and transcribed it. ”

There is something wrong with the painting style of today's live broadcast, and it is so lively that it is like a festival.

When Jiang Pengji said that she wanted to transcribe some books suitable for enlightenment, and asked them if they had any good suggestions, the audience in the entire live broadcast room was boiling, they didn't know the ancient classics, but Du Niang must know that if you search for it, you can pretend to be a Confucian in front of the anchor!

So, Jiang Pengji wrote the three big characters of "Three Character Classic" on the first page, and the author wrote "anonymous".

The reason why she didn't write the original author was just because she didn't want anyone to find out who the legendary Wang Yinglin was.

So, how does she know who Wang Yinglin is?

Feng Jin didn't feel strange about Jiang Pengji's answer, Cheng Cheng's big boxes were too much, and he also took a look at them from a distance, the books inside were neatly placed, which showed the master's intentions, but many ancient books were incomplete, not to mention who the author was.

“…… Xi Mengmu, choose a neighbor...... Is this talking about the three migrations of Meng's mother?"

Feng Jin looked at it without blinking, and many of the short and concise words and sentences in it came from familiar allusions.

The story of Meng's mother's three migrations is known to every reader, but it is unheard of to summarize it in a few words like this.

Faintly, Feng Jin felt a trace of strangeness flash in his heart, but he disappeared too quickly and didn't grasp that feeling.

Jiang Pengji frowned and complained, "You made a noise to me." ”

Feng Jin's brows drooped, silently, and then sat aside obediently.

It's nice that it's a lot quieter.

Jiang Pengji continued to transcribe, and the audience in the live broadcast room also intimately helped her find various annotated versions, but they didn't paste and copy from a web page at all, resulting in a very mixed and chaotic content that she could only delete, delete, and scrap several pieces of bamboo paper.

Some viewers enthusiastically helped Jiang Pengji, and naturally there were also viewers who watched the play and complained.

[Nongfu Spring is a little hanging]: I thought that the anchor could avoid vulgarity and not plagiarize, but I didn't want you to go through the routine.