What happened in the prison was not expected by anyone, and no one has yet discovered it. Because this place is close to the barracks, if there is any movement, it will immediately attract thousands of troops in the barracks, and no one will believe that someone will sneak in here to kill people, so the garrison is not very tight.

At the same time, Zhao Fan had already come to Xu Jia's room, and at this moment the latter was half-leaning on the couch, looking in a good state of mind, holding a roll of bamboo and wooden slips in his hand, and was reading carefully.

The sound of Zhao Fan pushing the door and entering immediately interrupted his train of thought, Xu Jia looked up, saw that it was Zhao Fan, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao Fan is here, please take a seat!" ”

When he was fighting with the leader of the Hu people today, if Zhao Fan hadn't shot an arrow at the critical moment and swung the spear away, maybe he wouldn't know where his soul was now, and immediately, there was a touch of gratitude on his face.

Hearing this, Zhao Fan also smiled slightly, lifted the sleeves of his robe, and sat on the couch, he saw that Xu Jia's qi and blood had improved a lot, and he was relieved at the moment, and said, "How is it, I don't feel like there is any problem." ”

"Hehe, it's no big deal, the martial arts of that Hu leader are really strong, this time thanks to Brother Zhao Fan, otherwise, I would have almost died under his hands." Xu Jia smiled bitterly and said, "What was the result of the war, did those herdsmen and cattle and sheep come back?" ”

Zhao Fan picked up a cup of strong tea on several cases, and while drinking it, he told him about the battle situation during the day today.

Xu Jia was taken back to Yunzhong City by Li Mu in a coma, so he didn't know anything about the situation outside, and when he heard Zhao Fan say that he had captured dozens of Hu soldiers and hundreds of war horses, his face was also filled with excitement.

The two talked about the kung fu of a cup of tea, and Zhao Fan suddenly glanced at the bamboo and wood slip in Xu Jia's hand, and was immediately stunned, and immediately asked, "Is this ...... What book is this? ”

This volume of bamboo and wood slips is very similar to the kind of bamboo book woven from bamboo on TV in the previous life, Zhao Fan has been in the Warring States period for so long, and the first time he really saw the books of this era, he almost lost his temper, but fortunately, he remembered later that in the Warring States Period, people had already begun to write books, so this was not exposed.

As far as he knows, during the Spring and Autumn Period, the Warring States Period, and the Qin and Han Dynasties, people had already commonly used bamboo and wood tablets to make books. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there were also books written on silk weaving - "silk books", silk books are lighter than bamboo and wood books, and they are easy to write, but silk fabrics are expensive, so the number of silk books is far less than that of bamboo and wood books.

As for paper books, they only began to appear during the Eastern Han Dynasty.

"This is the Spring and Autumn Period, the thirteen articles on the art of war written by Sun Changqing, the general of Wu State, what's the matter? Brother Zhao Fan is also interested in this book? Xu Jia moved his body, he raised the bamboo and wood slip in his hand and shook it.

Sun Changqing ...... Thirteen articles on the art of war? Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment, and then, a touch of surprise flashed across his face, the thirteen articles on the art of war written by Sun Changqing? Isn't this the Art of War that was worshiped by later generations as a grand ceremony for soldiers?

Although Zhao Fan felt a little incredible, he still reacted quickly, he tried to calm himself, but he was still a little excited in his heart, he rubbed his hands and said, "Can you lend me a look?" ”

Hearing this, Xu Jia also scratched his head, and said quite embarrassedly: "What did Brother Zhao Fan say, this book belongs to the county guard, you can naturally read it." ”

After speaking, he handed over the bamboo and wood slip in his hand.

Zhao Fan stretched out his hand to catch it, but his hand sank slightly, this is made of bamboo, and it is extremely heavy, and the quality is not light, and immediately he is also able to hold it up and hold it in his arms.

Zhao Fan was a student of Peking University in his previous life, and he naturally loved books, so now he is holding this volume in his hand, Sun Tzu's Art of War in the Warring States Period, and his mood is also excited.

Before the invention of papermaking and printing, there was a lack of suitable writing materials, so people cut bamboo and wood into small and narrow pieces and wrote on them with a brush. The long and narrow pieces made of bamboo are called "bamboo slips", and those cut from wood are called "wooden slips".

They are collectively referred to as "Jane". There is usually only one line of words written on the Jane, and if it is written wrongly, it is scraped and rewritten with a knife, so in ancient times, the deletion and modification of articles was called "deletion", and this word has been used until the previous life.

In the past life, the books were large and small, and the ancient Jane was also long and short, the longest was three feet, and the shortest was only five inches. It takes a lot of shortenings to write a book, and when you connect these compendiums, you become a "book". Twine rope is mostly used for compilation, and silk rope (called "silk weaving") or leather strips (called "Wei weaving") are also used. The "Wei compilation of the three uniques" mentioned in the ancient book refers to the famous thinker Confucius, because he often read the "Book of Changes", and the pimps of the compilation were worn off three times. According to the length of the book, it is decided to use several sections, generally two or three sections, and more four or five sections. The word "book" that now indicates the number of books is a pictogram, much like a rope connecting a compendium.

"Xu Jia, the thirteen articles of this art of war have now spread?" Zhao Fan held the bamboo and wood slip in his hand, and suddenly raised his head and asked.

Xu Jia nodded and said, "Well, I heard that this book was compiled more than two hundred years ago, and although it does not reach the point where every household has it, it is generally collected in families with some status." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Fan also nodded, as far as he knew, Sun Tzu's Art of War came out in 512 BC, but it was not quickly spread widely at that time, and the reason for this was that the Wu Dynasty kept the "Thirteen Articles" secret, the media was backward at that time, and the society valued courtesy and deceitful to denounce this book, and its value was not discovered by the people of the time. It was not until the Warring States period that this book began to be widely disseminated, and the earliest "Sun Tzu fever" in Chinese history appeared.

"Brother Zhao Fan seems to like this book of soldiers very much?" Xu Jia saw the joy on Zhao Fan's face, and immediately smiled: "I think the county guard intends to cultivate you, why don't you take this military book back to the barracks to read, many of the theories in it are very good, if you have the opportunity to become an official or a general in the future, it should be of great benefit to you." ”

Since knowing Zhao Fan, from his behavior and behavior, as well as this defeat of the Hu people, Xu Jia can see that the former is not a mediocre person.

Zhao Fan looked at the bamboo slip in his hand, then shook his head, and said: "You have an arm injury now, and you need to recuperate, when you are bored here, you can also read a book to relieve boredom, besides, I am in the barracks, how can I have any time to read, if I have a chance in the future, let's talk about it." ”

Hearing this, Xu Jia didn't say anything more, he knew that Zhao Fan was not a coquettish person, and he would not do these pretending to be polite, and the former was right, he was injured now, and the military camp could not go, and he could only live in Li Feng's mansion for the time being, so he immediately nodded.

The two chatted for a while, and Zhao Fan didn't want to disturb Xu Jia's rest, so he withdrew from the room.

He walked out of Xu Jia's room and came to the backyard, even though it was so far away from the hall, he could still faintly hear the sound of Li Mu and the others drinking and laughing, and at this moment, he felt that these men from the north could really drink.

He made a bend, walked to a begonia, the flowers bloomed luxuriantly, hanging low, at this time it was the season of flowers, it seemed, it was so beautiful, he was intoxicated with the beauty of flowers, at this time, a shadow in a pale green costume came from the side of the path, the narrow autumn eyes kept looking around, as if looking for someone,

Seeing this woman, Zhao Fan was overjoyed, and walked out with a flower branch.

"Bingbing!"

The young woman was startled by the sudden voice, she looked up, and when she saw that it was Zhao Fan, she was immediately overjoyed, Yingying walked up, and said angrily: "Why didn't you come to see me when you came to the county guard's mansion?" ”

The relationship between the two has long been much closer during this period of time, and Li Bingbing, who was quite reserved at the beginning, is not as shy as before, and sometimes fights with Zhao Fan, but the tenderness and care for the latter in his heart have never changed.

Zhao Fan strode forward, and when he saw Li Bingbing's Jiao Rong, who was quite blamed, he also laughed dryly, and said, "No, Xu Jia was seriously injured, I just went to see him, and now I am about to look for you, so you come out." ”

Hearing this, Li Bingbing remembered the reason why he was looking for Zhao Fan, and hurriedly stepped forward at the moment, Zhao Fan only felt a burst of aroma, and his hands were grabbed by a delicate jade hand.

"I just learned from a maid that my father actually asked you to lead troops to fight the Hu people today, do you know how dangerous it is?" Li Bingbing held Zhao Fan's big hand, and then looked at his body, and when he saw that there was nothing wrong, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Fan's heart warmed, his hands opened, and instead grabbed Li Bingbing's jade hand, he said in a low voice: "Are you worried about me?" Fool, how could I not know the cruelty of the battlefield, and if I was not sure, I would definitely not take this risk. ”

Li Bingbing was grabbed by his jade hand, and a blush suddenly appeared on her face, she struggled slightly, but the former held it tighter and tighter, thinking that she was his person after all, so she gave up and quietly let him hold it.

"Yes...... However, you have lived in Bairen City since you were a child, and you have no combat experience in this area, so I am afraid that you will have a ......" Li Bingbing said here, as if he felt that something was wrong, and immediately closed his mouth.

How could Zhao Fan not know what she was thinking, and immediately smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I will definitely not do risky things now or in the future." ”

Hearing this, Li Bingbing also smiled, and her narrow autumn eyes were embedded in her delicate face, and she suddenly covered the blooming begonia next to her, looking so dim.

The slippery touch in his hand made Zhao Fan's heart flutter slightly, and at the same time, he secretly decided in his heart that he must strengthen his strength as soon as possible, so that his beloved can better survive in this troubled world.

The crescent moon was unconsciously covered by dark clouds, and the bodies of this pair of young men and women also slowly fit, and finally hugged each other, as if they were indistinguishable from each other.

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