"Say it. Bei Qingpu bowed slightly, signaling that Dazhi could speak.

Dazhi suppressed the small restlessness in his heart, and looked at Bei Qingpu with bright eyes: "Lord Wang, Dazhi can't go to Tianshu Pavilion to read?"

Bei Qingpu was ready to hear something strange, but he was still taken aback, and he looked Dazhi up and down again—this doesn't look like a person who loves to read......

The Prince's Mansion was originally the office of a temporary institution of the imperial court, and the operation of this institution required a large amount of material support, so the Tianshu Pavilion in the Prince's Mansion became a place to store these books and materials.

Later, the institution was disbanded due to some changes, and some of the books in the Tianshu Pavilion were removed, but a large number of books remained.

Yan is a martial country, civil officials have always been less respected than military attachés, that institution was originally an institution composed of a civilian group, thinking to play an important role in a political event, if successful, it can reverse the situation that Yan has always been heavy on military and light on civilians, but things are not satisfactory, and the civilian group is finally dissolved.

Later, the office was renovated and expanded, and it became the current royal palace.

"What do you want to check?" asked Bei Qingpu in a cool tone.

Dazhi was stunned for a moment, looked at Bei Qingpu blankly, and realized for a long time that Bei Qingpu should have misunderstood what he meant.

He still doubts himself! Dazhi was a little depressed.

"Lord, Dazhi doesn't want to check anything, but Dazhi has been taught by his father since he was a child, girls should know how to be knowledgeable, Dazhi has always had a strong thirst for knowledge, even if he entered the palace to serve the nobles, he never dared to forget to review the old and learn the new every day. After coming to Yan Kingdom, I thought that the people who died in the country would not be able to help themselves, and they must suffer the tragic fate of slaves, but Lord Wang, you brought me back to the house, not only did you not abuse and abuse me, but also ate and drank well to raise me, you see that I have gained a few pounds, full of warmth and enterprising, Dazhi's heart ignited the desire to learn again!" Dazhi said these words and goosebumps fell to the ground, and he also heard that Bei Qingpu and Xiao Liu'er were uncomfortable.

But Dazhi had to continue to look affectionate with a face full of affection: "Lord Wang, if you don't worry about Dazhi, you can ask someone to look at me, you can check any book Dazhi reads, and Dazhi is in the palace, and everyone around him can see it clearly, how can there be any misdeeds, as the old saying goes, there is a golden house in the book, Dazhi purely just wants to cultivate sentiment and temperament, and it is good not to lose the people of our palace when he goes out in the future." ”

These words directly crossed the topic of discussing whether she could go to Tianshu Pavilion, and directly turned into the fact that the prince had already allowed her to enter.

"Are you doing too little work?" "The more Dazhi said that he was extremely simple-minded and had a beautiful purpose, the more Bei Qingpu didn't want to call her meaning.

Da Zhi is really speechless and dead! Obviously it's just a handy favor, why doesn't Bei Qingpu let go, damn it, is he still worried about yesterday's events?

Dazhi could only make one last effort, and her upper body suddenly went limp, and the whole person fell to the ground, her right arm raised high, and then fell pathetiously and slapped to the ground—the whole person was crying.

The person who was crying, Bei Qingpu, was stunned, he originally thought that this little girl was a little more honest, but he didn't expect her to have no integrity at all, and it was too embarrassing to cry.

Dazhi was already patting the ground with his right hand, and his left hand took out a piece of ginger from his bosom and wiped it fiercely on the left and right eyes, and her two eyes instantly seemed to be slashed by a blade, and the surging tears crackled and smashed to the ground.

"Lord Wang, Dazhi has a little wish, Dazhi will fulfill Dazhi, Dazhi is grateful, Dazhi will never forget your ...... for the rest of your life" Ginger is so good, Dazhi didn't expect his tears to be mushy all of a sudden, and he couldn't wipe it all.

Bei Qingpu was also shocked, doesn't this girl's tears need money, just drop it? Is this thing worth her grieving like her dead relatives...... The point is, do you remember your whole life? It's too mad.

The eardrums were very uncomfortable with the crying, and Dazhi was young, and his voice was brittle, and he was full of anger when he cried.

Bei Qingpu secretly lamented that the house shouldn't have given her such good food.

"Okay, okay, don't cry. Bei Qingpu couldn't stand it, "And don't cry on your knees like this." "Cry at him as if he were dead.

Dazhi heard this, and as soon as he took his movements, he got up neatly and made a big salute: "Thank you, Lord Wang." ”

But the tears couldn't be stopped, and they were still falling down.

Ginger is rubbed heavy...... Damn, so spicy......

Bei Qingpu always felt that there was something wrong with Dazhi, but he was also annoyed by crying, and he didn't think much about it for a while, "Also, I will go to Tianshu Pavilion from time to time to see, you better settle down." Bei Qingpu still warned, but in his heart, he thought that in the eyes of Steward Ding, he must be too indulgent and wise, and he had to explain it to Steward Ding.

"No problem, you can come and see Dazhi whenever you want. Dazhi said with a smile, with heavy tears on his eyelashes.

...... Who said that I was going to see you, no, I did go to see her, but that's not what I meant...... North Qingpu forehead.

How can there be a feeling of being taken advantage of.

Dazhi got the key to the Tianshu Pavilion and couldn't wait to run to the Tianshu Pavilion as soon as possible.

Tianshu Pavilion is a three-story pagoda-shaped building, and there are many weeds drilled out of the gaps in the stone steps in front of the building, and the weeds in the front courtyard are more than half a person high, so it seems that few people come here.

Wisdom brushed aside the weeds, walked to the door, and used the key to open the rusty lock.

When pushing the gate, the fluttering dust fell on Dazhi's face, and he waved away the dust, and Dazhi saw the internal structure of Tianshu Pavilion clearly.

The circular walls on the first floor are made into bookshelves, on which there are more than twenty layers of books, in the middle are vertical bookshelves, and under the stairs leading to the second floor there is a partition where a bookcase is placed, and on the bookcase is a dusty oil lamp.

Dazhi looked around and found a few tubes of brushes and inkstones, as well as a wooden ladder that could be set up on a bookshelf to retrieve books from a high place.

The structure of the second floor and the first floor is similar, except that there is an additional guqin with broken strings. The books on the third floor are the most broken and the oldest, Dazhi looked through them, and she didn't know the words of many books.

After reading the Tianshu Pavilion as a whole, Dazhi ran to the first floor again, the three layers of books have different classifications, Dazhi plans to start clearing the customs from the first floor, and has been seeing the third floor, the ancient books on the third floor are the most difficult to gnaw, but they are also the most valuable in comparison.

Ordinary people must be shocked if they learn of Dazhi's idea, and laugh at her for talking in her sleep, after all, ordinary people can read words at a speed of between six or seven hundred words and a thousand words, and the fastest glance will not exceed several times this number.