After Xiao Nan returned home from Anyang, Xiao Zhen's education was changed from loose free-range to a strict education in captivity, before that, given that Xiao Zhen's IQ was higher than that of children of the same age, he himself was also very enthusiastic about learning, Xiao Nan would arrange the corresponding textbooks according to his schedule, and rarely urged him to study. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Now it's different, Xiao Nan went home on the eighth day of November, as soon as he got home, Xiao Nan called Xiao Zhen in front of him, looked at him with a serious face and asked: "Xiao Zhen, I know that you have passed the childhood test, the "Analects", "Mencius", and "University" in the four books have basically been thoroughly understood, "The Mean" only knows the content, but its meaning is half-understood, the "Book of Songs", "Book of Songs" and "Book of Rites" in the five books are not a big problem, but "Zhou Yi" and "Spring and Autumn" have most of the content, and you are still in a state of ignorance. ”

"Next, within a year, I ask you to read all the content of the four books and five meanings, if you don't understand, circle it out with a pen, and I will explain it to you one by one, in addition to the four books and five classics, there are also "Jing Nong Important Affairs", "Sun Wu", "Ask the Right", "Six Tao", "Six Laws", "Six Arts", "Di Fan"...... You're going to have to learn all of this in two years, you know what I mean? ”

"Sister, are you going to send me away?" Xiao Zhen didn't answer at the first time, his big black eyes fell on Xiao Nan, and he looked at her fixedly for a long time before asking.

"It's not that I'm going to send you away, but you have to go back to where you belong after all, my sister can't follow you to take care of you, the only thing I can do is to help you teach you everything you should master." Xiao Nan avoided his gaze and said.

"I understand, sister, I'll work hard." Xiao Zhen lowered his gaze and said in a low voice, in the following days, Xiao Zhen's children and children lived a life of longing for sleep, singing chickens every day, sleeping in the middle of the night, twelve hours a day, in addition to sleeping for four hours, three meals took a total of one hour, and the rest of the time was either practicing martial arts or studying, and he no longer had any leisure activities.

Not only him, but even Xiao Nan was busy with him, and when he encountered something he couldn't read, Xiao Nan had to explain it to him carefully, in addition, Xiao Nan was still compiling the historical book, which was Xiao Nan's own name, but it was actually a simplified version of the Zizhi Tongjian, in Xiao Nan's view, the Zizhi Tongjian is really a rare masterpiece, and this classic is an excellent model for both the emperor and the general.

But the problem is that Sima Guang at this time has not yet been born, and the Zizhi Tongjian has naturally not been compiled, with Xiao Nan's own strength, it is impossible to compile the Zizhi Tongjian, and she does not plan to steal Sima Guang's credit, she only based on the summary of the posthumous world, starting from the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and continuing to the end of Taizong of this dynasty.

She does not record every thing in each dynasty, only lists the people and things that each dynasty has a significant impact on the time, and then according to the summary of countless wisdom and experience gathered by later generations, combined with her own understanding, give a stereotypical comment and annotation, although a dynasty occupies only a few thousand words of pen and ink, but from the three emperors and five emperors to the Song Dynasty, it has a history of three thousand years, and it is not an easy project to express all the history of these three thousand years in the most concise and objective language, and give reasonable annotations.

Rao Shi Xiao Nan was as knowledgeable as the sea in his last life, and now when he really does this project, he still feels that the knowledge is not enough, in order to write this book, she does not know how much effort she spent, how many brain cells died, how much hair she lost, she began to compile it from the first day of December in the sixth year of Dazhong Xiangfu, and it was not officially completed until September of the seventh year of Dazhong Xiangfu, except for the intermediate tea making, and went out to talk to people, it took more than a month, and the rest of the time, all put on this side.

When this historical book was written, Xiao Nan only felt that her spirit had finally relaxed for a period of time, and as soon as her spirit was relaxed, she was extremely tired and tired, and she didn't even have time to go back to the room, so she lay on the table and fell asleep, and when she woke up, she found that she had arrived at the bed, Xiao Zhen was lying on the side of her bed, looking at her quietly, there were tears hidden in her big eyes, and her nose was a little red, obviously crying.

"Xiao Zhen, what's wrong with you? You're eleven years old this year, but you can't cry when you have nothing to do. Xiao Nan looked at his appearance and couldn't help frowning.

"Sister!" Xiao Zhen was not only persuaded to stop, but pounced on her, hugged her and cried loudly, and his cry quickly attracted the Lin family and the finch over.

"Hey, what's going on?" Xiao Nan was slightly stunned, she glanced at Xiao Zhen, who was crying sadly in her arms, and then looked up at Lin and Qiyin, who also looked very sad on their faces, and couldn't help but be startled, thinking that something had happened at home that she didn't know.

Lin stared at her quietly for a long time, then turned around, took out a mirror and handed it to her, Xiao Nan took it and looked at it, and couldn't help but be stunned, her whole person looked a lot thinner, her originally full cheeks were so thin that her cheekbones protruded, her eye sockets were deep, and a piece of white hair appeared on her head, she was only nineteen years old, but the person on the mirror looked like she was twenty-nine years old, could it be that she made up this historical book and made herself ten years old?

"It's okay, it's just that the mental strength and mental strength are overdrawn, and I will raise it back after a year and a half, this hair, when I find Qianmen to ask for some herbs, it will turn black when I drink it." After being stunned for a long time, Xiao Nan quickly looked away and spoke to everyone with a smile.

"Auntie, Xiao Zhen, are you there?" Lin was about to say something, but she heard Lin Xiucai's voice ringing in the outer courtyard, she shook her head, turned around and walked out.

"Don't cry, Xiao Zhen, you're a little man, don't cry if you have nothing to do in the future, your grandfather is here, let's go, let's go out." Xiao Nan pushed Xiao Zhen away from his arms, got up from the bed, put on his coat, and walked outside.

"Auntie, you, what's the matter with you?" Lin Xiucai looked at the eldest lady who came out of the house, and couldn't help but be surprised, Xiao Nan has put all his efforts into it in order to compile this historical book for a while, and even the Lin family has not been there for several months, Lin Xiucai suddenly saw Xiao Nan like this, and thought that he had recognized the wrong person.

"It's nothing, I've been writing something lately, and my mental and mental power are a little overused, and I can recover after a while." Xiao Nan walked up to him and said with a smile.

"What are you writing about overdrawing yourself like this?" Lin Xiucai was still surprised.

"Grandfather, just finished writing, you come and help me take a look, see if there is anything wrong, and help me give me advice by the way." Xiao Nan did not directly answer what he was writing, but took Lin Xiucai to his study.

Lin Xiucai entered the study, looked at the stack of manuscripts that were more than half a foot high, sat on the desk and looked at it slowly, Lin Xiucai is sixty and nine this year, he is old, and his eyes are not so good, fortunately, Xiao Nan's handwriting is extremely neat, and the words are easy to recognize, even so, the manuscript of more than 40,000 words, it still took him two days to read it.

After reading it, he sat quietly at the desk, without saying a word, and sat in it for half an hour before getting up and walking out. Is what the eldest lady writes bad? ”

"It's not bad, but it's so good, so good that I can't believe it, this is really written by my granddaughter, I know that the eldest mother is an excellent child, but I, but I never knew that she was so good, no wonder, she is so young, and she has a magical kung fu, after writing this manuscript, she still hurts her body like this." Lin Xiucai looked at Xiao Nan, who was sitting under the osmanthus tree in the courtyard in a daze, and opened his mouth as if talking to himself. (To be continued.) )