Tong Yuan also did not hide his selfishness, and taught Jiang Sheng the arrangement of the cave and the method of opening and closing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Then Tong Yuan closed the cave and cleaned up the surroundings, and then went down the mountain with Jiang Sheng.

Jiang Sheng saw that Tong Yuan looked like a person who was going to die. But Tong Yuan's solemn demeanor made Jiang Sheng wonder through, could the ancients really predict his death? Thinking of Hua Tuo's meaningful look at himself again, does Hua Tuo know divination and know my origin? Tong Yuan and Hua Tuo are iron buddies, it must have been Hua Tuo who told him!

Thinking of this, Jiang Sheng was not only a little sad, although he and Tong Yuan didn't know much about each other, but the conversation was heartfelt, Tong Yuan had no selfishness about what he had learned, and handed it over to Jiang Sheng but did not follow the master and apprentice, only treated him as a confidant, and now entrusted the only adopted granddaughter who was regarded as his own to Jiang Sheng, which was quite a bit of an explanation of the future.

Tong Yuan can look at life and death calmly, and Jiang Sheng is not easy to comfort, so he has to follow Tong Yuan. According to historical records, Zhao Yun followed Tong Yuan to learn art for a year, and Tong Yuan died. From the current time, there are still a few months to go.

A few months is the period when the Yellow Turban Uprising is in full swing, and if Tong Yuan dies at this time, then he will have to take care of Tong Lin, and he will have to worry about the battlefield, alas, how should I, Jiang Sheng, deal with it.

"Hey, what did Grandpa take you to do?" Tong Lin saw Jiang Sheng coming back, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Don't leak it!" Jiang Sheng said with a smile.

"Wow, what a beautiful silver gun! Let me see! Tong Lin saw that the silver spear wrapped in the linen cloth in Jiang Sheng's hand was exposed, and he was overjoyed, so he reached out and took it. As soon as Jiang Sheng's hand was released, Tong Lin caught it with both hands, but he didn't expect that the silver spear was very heavy, and Tong Lin fell to the ground with his hand.

Jiang Sheng frowned slightly, then leaned over and picked it up, Tong Lin was like a child who had done something wrong, rubbing the corners of his clothes with both hands, and stood timidly on the spot.

"It doesn't matter, Linlin, it didn't break anyway. Don't do that. Jiang Sheng said as he stroked Tong Lin's shoulder with one hand.

"I'm sorry, the slave family is abrupt." Tong Lin said nervously.

"Oh, look at you, how many times have I said it, don't be so submissive anymore, talk well."

"But—"

"No, come, come with me into the house." Jiang Sheng put his right arm around Tong Lin's shoulder and walked into the house.

Jiang Sheng closed the door, put the scroll and the silver gun on the desk, and then took off his coat, this robe was really bad to wear.

"Huh? What are you going to do, husband? We are not married, so we must not do anything that is not to be done! Tong Lin thought that Jiang Sheng was going to do something indecent, and hurriedly said.

"Huh? Haha, what do you want? I just find it inconvenient to wear a robe indoors, so I have to change into short clothes. Jiang Sheng said with a smile.

"But, what are you doing with the door chained?"

"It's better not to let outsiders know about some things. Come, sit here. Jiang Sheng put Tong Lin's shoulders with both hands and let her sit on the edge of the bed, and then sat down close to Tong Lin.

Tong Lin felt Jiang Sheng's heat and masculine aura, her little face was already red, her little breasts trembled rapidly, Jiang Sheng saw her shy, her heart fluttered, and she couldn't help but kiss Tong Lin.

Tong Lin wanted to hide but didn't want to hide, it looked difficult to accept this kiss, and when he was at a loss, Jiang Sheng grinned, then stopped, and turned around to get the wrapped scroll.

Tong Lin couldn't help but feel a little lost, and glanced at Jiang Sheng, Jiang Sheng took out a scroll from the package and handed it to Tong Lin.

"What's, what is this?" Tong Lin took the plain scroll and asked.

"Well, I'm so sick that I don't seem to know how to read. Can you read it for me? Jiang Sheng still knows a lot about the popular official books of the Eastern Han Dynasty, but he can't recognize a few seal characters at all, and almost all of this Tong Yuan uses small seals, which is sad Jiang Sheng, but he doesn't want to lose face, so he has to make up an excuse to prevaricate and ask Tong Lin to help.

"Does the husband know the seal script?" Tong Lin asked casually after flipping through a few pages.

"Ahh Oh, yes. Jiang Sheng was a little stunned by this question, what do you mean? What is Seal Script?

"I knew that my husband was a well-educated person, but Zilong still didn't believe it." Tong Lin's face was proud.

"I know the seal script, how can I be a well-educated person?" Jiang Sheng was a little strange.

"Seal script is the official script of the former Qin, and not many people used it in the pre-Han Dynasty, and they all switched to official script. In the Han Dynasty after Emperor Guangwu, the official script was also changed to official script. Therefore, there are not many people in this world who can understand the seal script. Tong Lin said.

"So, can you read that?" Jiang Sheng asked.

"The slave family knows some." Tong Lin was quite proud, and finally had the talent that Jiang Sheng could appreciate.

"How do you know?"

"It was my grandfather who asked someone to teach me, my grandfather said that many of the current subsets of scriptures and histories are seals, so he took me to the capital to study, Situ Gong Wang Yun's grandfather introduced me to Uncle Cai Yong, the courtier, and I studied with Uncle Cai in the capital for two years, so I know how to write seals."

"Cai Yong? Is his daughter's name Cai Wenji? Jiang Sheng asked happily.

"Cai Wenji? Uncle Cai has a daughter, her name is Yan'er, I can be regarded as classmates with her, she was only five years old when I was in school, and now she is eleven years old. How did the husband learn about the Cai family's sister? Could it be that what does the husband have to do with the Cai family? ”

"Well, just heard, heard." Jiang Sheng explained.

"Oh, Sister Cai Yan is erudite and talented, proficient in music and rhythm, and there are many beautiful words in the world, and it is common for my husband to hear about it."

"Is there any pen and ink here?" Jiang Sheng asked.

"Please move, husband, I have pen and ink in my study." Tong Lin got up, Jiang Sheng hurriedly took the remaining four books with him, and followed Tong Lin to Tong Lin's study.

Tong Lin's study is not large, but it is made of fine bamboo, and there are several framed calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. Jiang Sheng entered Tong Lin's room for the first time, and couldn't help but look around, a few of the words on it were written vigorously and powerfully, like official scripts, and a few next to them were small seals.

"Uncle? Who is Uncle? Jiang Sheng saw that the signature of these words was Bo Jiao, so he asked Tong Lin.

"Uncle Cai is Uncle Cai's words, and these words are gifts from Uncle Cai. The one by the window is Cai Yan's sister's, a gift she gave me when she parted. ”

"Ah, Cai Yan's work! Later generations have never heard that Cai Yan is also good at calligraphy. Jiang Sheng muttered to himself.

"Hereafter? Why did the husband say this? ”

"Well, I'm commenting blindly, I mean that Cai Yan's calligraphy is so good, if it can be passed on to future generations, it will definitely be a good story."

"My husband also knows calligraphy? If you have the opportunity in the future, the slave family will definitely take you to visit Uncle Cai, whether he is a great Confucian or a calligrapher, he will definitely like you. ”

"Huh? Why do you like me? ”