"Auntie, it's okay, you go and do your business, I'll talk to Liangchen casually." Liang Chuan is like returning to his own home, familiar with the door, and has a feeling of familiarity.

"The last time you borrowed my coil, I went to buy some books." Meng Liangchen's tone was tepid, now he always looks light, how to say that sentence, what did he do when Lao Tzu was in the number, he is finally a person who has seen the world.

"The money is given to you, you can spend it however you want." Liang Chuan walked through the room, and a wall of books caught his attention.

Liang Chuan approached the shelf, the cover of each book on the shelf was spotless, each book was close to each other, and it was neatly arranged, without a trace of randomness. Each book is slightly yellowed, and it should not be small when it looks old, but there is a fragrance of ink, but there is no musty smell.

The books have been opened in a few places, but they do not roll up like pickles, each page is gently stretched, and the traces of hand turning can be clearly seen in many places, and the dye on the writing is white.

"Can I read this book?" Liang Chuan didn't dare to make a mistake without the consent of his master.

"It's all on the shelf, and it's your book, you feel free."

Liang Chuan opened a book with his hand, which read "Taiping Zhiji", the font was simple and vigorous, and Liang Chuan had a feeling of being tall and tall when he looked at it. Liang Chuan gently flipped the cover, and there was a small square seal inside, engraved with four small characters in seal style - Longmen Lishe. Liang Chuan didn't recognize what these seals represented, but he didn't know why, and he felt even more powerful.

The words in this book are printed with engraving, there is a movable type printing in the four great inventions of ancient times, the reason why it is included in the four major inventions, let people remember, is not to say how advanced the technology is, but people value its role in promoting ancient civilization, it is obvious that movable type printing has not entered the long river of history.

The carved plate printed out of the book, the same word in the book, the handwriting and writing will not be the same, because the words in each position are fixed, the next time you encounter this word, you can only re-engrave it, to the Yuan Dynasty where movable type printing is common, there will be the same handwriting of ancient books.

Liang Chuan sighed, if a few of these books are passed on to his own time, tsk, any one of them is a treasure of the country.

The content of Liang Chuan is all in classical Chinese, Liang Chuan couldn't smile bitterly when he saw it, I remember that there was no moon in the night, where there were no pines and cypresses, but few idlers like me both have ears, the translator should be full of emotion, sincere feelings, and how many good young people who have destroyed the motherland and sincerely want to learn.

Liang Chuan couldn't understand the popular Chinese in the past, let alone this kind of pure literary language, there was not even a punctuation point, and when he saw Liang Chuan confused, there were words in a row, and it was a problem to break sentences. Liang Chuan went down two pages and saw a small private chapter, which seemed to be a little familiar—Lu Mengzheng.

"I know Lu Meng, I don't know Lu Mengzheng." Liang Chuan laughed at himself.

As soon as these words came out, the three people in the room looked at Liang Chuan as if they were looking at a fool. Meng Liangchen was also discouraged by him from reading.

"Say that you are a great talent, suddenly look back, but that person is in the lamplight, you say such good sentences, say you are vulgar, you don't know Lu Xiang, don't talk about me, even my illiterate old mother knows Lu Xiang's name, you don't know!" Meng Liangchen believed that Liang Chuan must be pretending to be crazy and stupid again.

"I know the old man, San Lang, don't you know?"

"Who is this Lu Meng, isn't it a shame not to know him?" Liang Chuan looked at everyone blankly.

Meng Liangchen looked at the roof with a thoughtful expression, and said with a wobble expression: "Lu Xiang was born in a cold kiln, and my environment is a thousand times better than Lu Xiang's. ”

"Uhhhhh

Liang Chuan listened to them, he really didn't know this big man, but what could make Meng Liangchen look at him must not be an ordinary person, this kid's vision is too high. Liang Chuan then turned the page and saw a private seal, he recognized this, and couldn't help blurting out: "Kou Zhun!" ”

Saying this person's name, the direction of the wind changed again, Meng Liangchen couldn't deny it, He Baozheng snorted coldly.

This is a big man, the Khitan in the north committed my Great Song Dynasty, and the war was raging for many years, causing the people in the north to be miserable, Kou Zhun led the first emperor to conquer in person, and finally created the alliance of the Yuanyuan, this oath is not a good reputation in the minds of later generations, the Song army is defeated and defeated, and the Liao army is invincible and victorious.

It is said that at that time of negotiation, Emperor Zhenzong's bottom line was to give the Liao State one million yuan a year, and Kou Zhun found this messenger and privately warned him solemnly that if he negotiated more than 300,000 yuan this time, he would be killed when he came back! The envoy knew Kou Zhun's methods, and fortunately won the negotiation with 300,000 yuan, otherwise he might really become a ghost.

"What, do you think Kou Zhun is bad?" Liang Chuan asked.

He Baozheng was indignant and said: "Kou Zhun coerced the first emperor to personally conquer, trying to make his own reputation, and damaging the prestige of the Son of Heaven!" My dignified Song Dynasty is now a brother and brother with the Northern Barbarians, who doesn't want to recover the mountains and rivers, this old man has betrayed the country all over the country, and signed a covenant with his mother, and my Great Song Dynasty has to give his mother 300,000 coins every year! ”

Liang Chuan looked at Meng Liangchen and asked him, "Liangchen, what do you think?" ”

Meng Liangchen pondered for a long time, and groaned: "Only fight to the death, do not agree, do not pay tribute!" ”

Liang Chuan's eyes lit up, this kid is a bit of the brainless bones of the Ming Dynasty, the Son of Heaven guards the country, the king dies, he doesn't call himself a minister, he doesn't pay tribute, and he fights to the end! However, he did not agree with this idea.

Liang Chuan Zhengse said: "Liangchen, you scholarly opinion, but it harms the country and the people!" ”

Meng Liangchen regards himself as a clear stream, does not be greedy or seeking, cares about the world, a person with a noble heart can not tolerate others to destroy his ambitions, and strives to say: "Ask for advice or two!" ”

Liang Chuan said eloquently: "History always values its form, and everyone thinks that this war is humiliating for our Great Song Dynasty, but in my opinion, the truth is that our Great Song Dynasty used a little money to send Huazi in exchange for a hundred years of peace on the border of Liao." ”

"You said it lightly, send the money called Hanako? 300,000 is the people's fat and people's anointing! Meng Liangchen said arrogantly!

"So you're still young, and your current vision isn't even as good as mine, how can you go to the court to compete with those old foxes? It is true that you can fill this room with a book, but you only see the words on the surface of the book, but you do not understand the meaning of the book! Seeing that you still have too many places to hone, your face is full of bookishness, when this breath fades away, you can be considered to have completed the first step! Liang Chuan said in a loud voice, and the strict teacher admonished his students, which made Meng Liangchen's face red.

"Being an official is not about chanting poetry, you have to understand the principles of society and life. Let me tell you why I think this Kou Zhun is a great loyalty and not a great traitor! Before the Song Dynasty discussed peace, the annual military expenditure was 30 million! Where did the 30 million guan come from, it was by digging up the bones of the people and sucking the blood of the people! This is the people's fat and the people's ointment! 300,000 and 30 million are light and heavy, that is, they collect New Year's coins every year, and a year's military salary can also collect him for a hundred years, which is the great one for the people! ”

Every word is heart-wrenching! Meng Liangchen only thinks about the nature of the covenant of this war with the integrity of a scholar, but he does not know how to think about this problem from the perspective of real people's livelihood. Yes, with 300,000 infamy and 30 million burdens, for the country and the people, sacrifice small things for the righteousness!

When he was in the prison cell, Liang Chuan's speech was so shocking, and now these words made Meng Liangchen fall into deep thinking, his way of thinking has always seemed to have entered a dead end, and the most difficult thing is to get himself out of this dead end.

At that moment, he seemed to understand Liang Chuan's strange character and what he was doing. Liang Chuan is very talented, can write poetry, and has unparalleled couplets in the world, but he will never use these as his own signboards to show off. On the contrary, this person is messing with the people of Xia Riba in the fields every day, he really knows that poetry is useless, but Xingnong and hard work can benefit the people!

Reading is not for the sake of high wind and bright festivals, not for the sake of scholars' righteousness, but to understand the truth in the book, and transform this principle into a life motto for the benefit of the people! Meng Liangchen stood up and bowed deeply to Liang Chuan, "Liang Chuan, today you are soft-spoken, wake up the lost bookworm, please accept my worship!" ”

He Bao was confused, what these two people were talking about, so excited.

Liang Chuan raised the corners of his mouth and said, "It's too early to know that you are lost!" ”

He Baozheng watched the two of them idle for a long time, and when he saw that it was not early, Meng Mu sat on the bed and sewed old clothes by the light, not to mention serious things, and everyone was going to sleep. The corners of his eyes twitched, and he kept hinting at Liang Chuan.

Liang Chuan understood and said: "Liangchen, you can write well, Lao He and I came to you today to do a favor, write a few words, and draw a few pictures!" ”

Meng Liangchen had never seen Liang Chuan's words, but when he saw the couplet at Liang Chuan's door, he didn't write well, just like a woman's words, without any style, and his talent was completely incompatible, so it was not surprising that he would come to him to write.

"On this paper, you write: worry-free midsummer dream, mosquitoes are gone."

What does that mean? Meng Liangchen suddenly felt at a loss when he picked up the pen, will this be misunderstood? It's a vulgar word!

"Write, why did you stop, the next sentence: use forty pieces of silver to remove four hundred mosquitoes and flies!" When Liang Chuan was a child, he listened to these advertising words on TV every day, and he had to listen to a cocoon, what kind of radar kills, simple and crude, but people can remember it at once, but people in this era don't know what radar is.

Meng Liangchen frowned and wrote it down on a piece of paper. Sure enough, as soon as the connoisseur made a move, Meng Liangchen looked at the chickens and struggled, but these words were like a knife and an axe, the pen power soaked the back of the paper, and a majestic breath came to the face, this good word is really a waste to write this kind of advertising words.

"Lao He took out the mosquito coil and asked Liangchen to draw it!"

I saw He Baozheng slowly taking out the mosquito coil from his arms, with an embarrassed face.