Yu Shu found a study with a deserted business on Changmenpu Street, and pretended to flip through the books in the store for a long time, and the old shopkeeper who was over half a hundred years old in the same year talked to him.

After three or five sentences, the topic will be pulled to the historiography, the old people love to nag, because the store location is open, there are few customers, and there is usually no one to talk to.

"After the Tang Dynasty, the world has been in turmoil for many years, and there have been several generations before and after, and there has never been such a virtuous monarch, the Central Plains is a piece of the country that has been cut piece by piece, and the most Lu was taken away by the Song State, and the surname of the world was changed to Zhao."

The old man is old, and he will think about it for a while, Yu Shu honestly does not interject, and when she hears this, it is no different from the history she learned in her previous life.

"The peaceful and prosperous era has been more than a hundred years, and the throne has been passed down for several generations, but unfortunately, the last is a king who died and was attacked by the Jin people at that time," the old shopkeeper shook his head and sighed, Yu Shu hurriedly picked up the teapot on the counter and poured him a cup and held it.

The old shopkeeper moistened his throat, smacked his lips, and after thinking about it for a while, his face suddenly lit up:

"At that time, there was a great general in the Song Dynasty, who rose up in the West Mountain, relying on the help of several capable people, waved his arms, summoned millions of righteous people out of the mountain, the momentum was like a rainbow, expelled the group of persecuted people of the Jin soldiers out of the Central Plains, and returned my great rivers and mountains, with the support of everyone, changed the dynasty, founded the country and built peace, since then three hundred years of peace, little girl, do you know who the holy lord Mingjun is?"

Which one else could it be, isn't it the founding emperor of the Da'an Dynasty?

Being stared at by the old man with a pair of golden eyes, of course Yu Shu would not let him down, she held back a smile, pretended to be a passionate worship, and leaned on the counter and asked:

"Who is it?"

The old shopkeeper smiled proudly and announced, "It is for the first Holy Lord of our Da'an Dynasty, Emperor Anwu. ”

"Wow!" Yu Shu opened his round mouth, and almost didn't write the word "excited" on his face.

She was indeed excited, but not because she heard about the great deeds of Emperor Anwu, but because she confirmed that the Da'an Dynasty began to be out of touch after the Song Dynasty.

The old shopkeeper drank another cup of tea to his contentment, and continued:

"With the assistance of those few different scholars, Emperor Anwu ruled the world, in addition to the six civil and military officials, and opened another Si Tianjian, dedicated to these proficient in easy learning, can pinch the calculation of capable people, widely distributed documents, teach the world to respect the Tao and worship Yi, since then, the wind of easy learning has gradually risen, a hundred years later, the court and the middle of the family to inherit six generations, and there are clansmen who have been in the Si Tianjian as officials, and have been rewarded by the imperial court for the Yi Xue family, issued Danshu Wen, so that the people respect it."

When Yu Shu heard this, he couldn't help but interject: "Uncle, in this Yiyang City, in addition to the Ji family, how many Yixue families are there?" ”

"How many? Are you so good at calling this family," the old shopkeeper smiled at Yu Shu and stretched out three fingers, "There are only three, the Confucian family in the west of the city, the Ji family in the east of the city, and then the Liu family in the north of the city." ”

A huge Yiyang City, with a population of hundreds of thousands, only these three families enjoy the honor, higher than the people, Yu Shu secretly smacked his tongue, and finally understood the power of the Ji family, and said in his heart No wonder the house is as grand as a garden, that is the height of the people's courtyard.

"Speaking of these three families, in this generation, there is no one with the best prospects than the Ji family," the old shopkeeper suddenly had a feeling.

Yu Shu heard something from the beggar's mouth in front of him, and finally was able to pick up a sentence, "I know this, I heard that Mrs. Ji is close to the age of sixteen, and she is still serving in Si Tianjian." ”

The old shopkeeper shook his head and smiled, put down the teacup and said: "Ji Youju does hold an important position in Si Tianjian, but he will resign and return to his hometown in two years, but the fourth lady of the Ji family is known as a genius who is rare in a hundred years in the Qimen faction, and she has a great future. ”

The fourth lady of the Ji family? Is it because of a piece of jade pendant that the fourth lady who made her predecessor suffocated to death in the ancestral hall?

Yu Shu didn't forget this person, and when he turned his head, he felt weird, so he directly asked his doubts:

"Can a woman be an official?"

The old shopkeeper only thought that Yu Shu was an ignorant little girl, and said with a joke:

"Little girl, remember, among the six ministries and one prison, only Si Tianjian allows women to serve, because the big point of this first Si Tianjian is the first queen of Emperor Anwu, Empress Ning Zhen."

When Yu Shu heard this, he felt like he was listening to the legend, thinking of the transcendent Si Tianjian, the first supreme ruler in three hundred years, who was also the founding queen of the Da'an Dynasty, and a small piece of hair stood up on the back of his hand.

Ning Zhen, Yu Shu silently wrote down this nickname.

"Okay, it's not early, it's getting dark, little girl, let's go home early." The old shopkeeper looked at the sky outside, and then walked out from behind the counter and began to clean up a few books on the shelves that had been messed up by the guests.

Yu Shu was very grateful to the old man for taking the trouble to talk to her for an afternoon, let her jump out of the bottom of the well, and then took the six copper plates from her waist, put them on the counter, and said:

"Uncle, I only have these few money, and it's not enough to buy books now, I'll put it here with you first, and when I save enough money, plus these can buy one, I will come to see you."

The old shopkeeper turned his head to look at the thin copper plates on the counter, and then looked at Yu Shu, with a kind face:

"The old man forgot to ask, what book does the little girl want to buy?"

Yu Shu touched his neck and said embarrassedly: "I won't tell you, I can't read a few words, and I want to find a book to teach people to read." ”

"You wait," the old shopkeeper bent down, flipped under the bookshelf, and then pulled out a yellow booklet, dusted it on the shelf, handed it to Yu Shu, and said:

"There's a radical here, and a few pages of poems, so take it back and read it."

Yu Shubai delayed other people's afternoons, how embarrassed to accept other people's books to read, you must know that the price of paper and ink is expensive, and a twenty-page book often sells for fifty copper coins, so she hurriedly waved her hand and said:

"I can't accept this, you see this, this is as if I ordered it, you can keep it for me for the time being, and then come and get it when I have enough money?"

The old shopkeeper didn't listen to Yu Shu's refusal, stepped forward and forced it into her hand, and said unhappily:

"If you take it, if you have the heart to learn, then don't delay it for a day, as for the money for this book, the old man doesn't want you, and when you have the money, send me thirty copper plates."

When it came to this, Yu Shu would be hypocritical to refuse, she took the yellowed booklet into her arms, bowed to the old man, and thanked her again.

The old shopkeeper waved his hand, "Go home quickly, don't miss dinner." ”

"Well, I'll see you again, uncle."

After Yu Shu said goodbye to the old man, he left the study briskly and walked back to the Ji family's mansion, and couldn't help touching the books in his arms several times along the way, which was to record the old man's warm favor.