"Well...... In the cold waiter, can you talk about what is pinyin with the old decay? Yan Mu felt as if he was not used to Han Bo's train of thought.

Han Bo forgot the most critical point, the Sui Dynasty has not yet appeared pinyin, he carved out so many characters, it is quite difficult to find it, and now the biggest problem is classification.

"Ah, pinyin, is a classification standard, that is, to mark each word with pronunciation." Hanbo has no choice.,Now you can only rely on pinyin.,So just get the pinyin out together.,There's more places to need in the future.,Anyway, I've marked the things of my previous life on myself.,I'm not afraid of plagiarism.。 Han Bo thought fiercely.

"Can you write it out for the old man to see?" Yan Mu wants to see what this pinyin is?

"Well, okay, but I have to clean up here first, I guess this book can't be printed, so I can only wait for the pinyin to come out, and these students can only start work after they have learned." Hanbo can't help it, who said he didn't expect it, so he had to arrange for the students to clean up first, and then come back to teach them pinyin later.

Although the students were a little disappointed, they were still a little excited to hear that they could learn the pinyin in Hanbo's mouth for a while, after all, Hanbo's magic again and again gave them too much impossibility, and they may witness the birth of another miracle.

Han Bo walked back to his study with Yan Mu, Wei Zheng and two student representatives, of course, Han Yaozu was following behind, he was now afraid that his grandson would invent something again, and then he would share it with everyone for free stupidly.

After entering the house, Han Bo first asked everyone to sit down, and then picked up the pen and kept writing on the paper, and finally put down the pen with a stick of incense, looked at what he had written, and then picked up one of them and said to the people present: "I'll show you a word first." He raised the paper in his hand, and there was a big "East" written on it.

"Everyone knows this word, but who can pronounce it?"

Everyone took a look, Yan Mu and Wei Zheng both motioned to each other to write, pushed each other, and finally asked Yan Lao to write it on paper and pick it up for everyone to see. Han Bo was stunned, he thought that no one would write it, this is not logical, why do people now already know pinyin? So Han Bo was the first to look at what was written on the paper, and he almost fainted when he saw it.

I saw three big words written on the paper, "Low pine diving!"

I saw that everyone else nodded, meaning that it was written correctly. Han Bo rubbed his eyes and looked at it again, it was indeed these three Chinese characters. What does that mean? Han Bo really couldn't figure it out, he wanted them to know that there was no invention of phonetic pronunciation in Chinese characters now, and then he naturally told them about the pinyin he "invented", but he didn't expect people to write something they couldn't understand, so he had to ask each other.

"En~ What's that, can Elder Yan explain it to me, what is this? He timidly pointed to the piece of paper that Yan Mu had written. "He's afraid to ask him now why he didn't know him. As a person from the Sui Dynasty, if you didn't know the common sense at that time, you might be exposed at once.

Afraid of what comes. "Don't you know Childe?" Wei Zheng spoke first. Han Bo glared at Wei Zheng fiercely, and really wanted to eat him right away. But the question still has to be answered: "Ah, that, I don't remember a lot of things since I fell off the cliff, hehe, tell me what it is first!" Thank you again for the cliff, Han Bo thought silently in his heart.

It's not strange to Yan Mu them, what Han Bo did after he came back is amazing, but his incomprehension of many things now is also strange.

"This is phonology, which is used to phonetize words." Yan Mu said.

"Then I'll write a few more words," Han Bo picked up the pen and wrote down the three words "Dong", "Move" and "Hole" and picked them up seriously, and asked, "How do these words be phonetic?" ”

Yan Mu looked at it: "It's the same, it's all this low loose cut."

Han Bo really understood what this was, which is equivalent to a way of pinyin, but there is no tone, and it is phonetic to Chinese characters in Chinese characters. In fact, there have been a lot of books on phonology in ancient China, the wisdom of the ancient people is infinite, they summed up the reading of each word in their long-term life and labor, and gathered together, it formed a phonological system, but the Sui Dynasty has not yet been completed, you must know that the Sui and Tang dynasties are the peak of ancient poetry, writing poems must pay attention to rhyme, and children want to read and read, it is by rhyme, but Hanbo does not know. Just a few years ago, there was also a book called "Cutting Rhyme", which is estimated to be the only book on phonology in the Sui Dynasty.

Han Bo didn't think about these things anymore, he directly took the four words back, put pinyin on them himself, and then held them up for everyone to see, and said: "Actually, my pinyin is this," a finger to write by himself and "the meaning of Yan Lao's writing is the same, but it is easier than that method, and all the words can be marked, and the most important thing is that he can be classified according to this way." ”

After this, Han Bo gave the words to the people present, and picked out a few notes from the table that he had just written to show everyone. I saw that the paper I picked up was written with the words "more", "reading", "hitting" and "to", and said: "Look, these four words are different from the four words just now. Han Bo looked at Wei Zheng and asked, "Does Mr. know why?" ”

Wei Zheng rolled his eyes for a while, thinking to himself that it was just the situation that you didn't know just now that made you feel faceless, and this will be returned immediately? But after thinking about it, I still stood up, "I have some ideas, but I still can't be sure." ”

"Then it sees." Han Bo continued.

"Okay," Wei Zheng picked up the previous four words: "You see, the pronunciation of these four characters is the same, but their pronunciation is different, because their tones are different." After putting it down, he picked up the four words in Han Bo's hand: "These four words themselves are read differently, so they should be placed separately." Finally, he turned to look at Han Bo: "I don't know if there is some truth in it." ”

Han Bo completely admired this guy, and the people who crossed over by himself couldn't tell it so clearly, this person who had just watched it for a while was able to get to the point, he was really speechless, and secretly gave a thumbs up in his heart.

"That's what you mean, sir. Everyone thought that if all the characters could be classified in this way, it would be easy to find them when printing. Then he looked at Yan Mu: "Yan Lao take a look at the phonetics on these words, that is pinyin, let's take a look, I will write out the composition and classification of pinyin, and everyone will know its benefits." "Then I went to write the number of pinyin types.

Yan Mu and Wei Zheng looked at the crooked symbols together, and they really didn't know what they were, so they sat down and waited again.

Han Bo wrote all the pinyin letters and then taught everyone to start reading. At first, everyone was reading and laughing, what "ah" "oh" and "eh", as if children were learning to make sounds, but then slowly found that these letters are indeed magical, no matter what the word, as long as these letters are combined together, the pronunciation will come out, and the most convenient thing is that all the words can be classified according to the initials and finals, and there will be no mistakes, this time everyone is excited. After all, these people are experts in research, and they can see at a glance what is good and what is not, even Han Yaozu has discovered the benefits of pinyin, and he continues to practice there by himself.

Everyone was practicing, Han Bo had nothing to do, sat at the table and dozed off, didn't sleep all night, and now he couldn't stay up, and fell asleep after a while.

Yan Mu occasionally glanced at Han Bo, saw that he was asleep, signaled everyone to keep quiet, took the lead in front of Han Bo, respectfully bowed, turned around and went out, followed by Wei Zheng and the two students, Han Yaozu also came out.

Wei Zheng and the students wanted to go back to the book workshop, Yan Mu also had to go over and take a look, and Han Yaozu sent him out of the door. Yan Mu turned back to Han Yaozu: "Old Han has a good grandson, I am envious of it, look at it now, it has been cone in the bag, showing its edge, and in time it will become a pillar of the country!" What a blessing for the cold and the old! Yan Mu said with envy.

"Bo'er, some things are not enough, I need a few more to take care of!" Han Yaozu can't do anything, after all, Han Bo is really good.

"That's natural, such a good child, the old man is desperate to maintain it." After Yan Mu hugged his fists, "Let's go, let's go to the book workshop first, and then go to meet Your Majesty, and bring the pinyin in the cold servant to Your Majesty, Your Majesty will definitely be happy." He turned around and walked towards the book workshop with Wei Zheng.

Han Yaozu stood at the door, with a beard in his hand, looking at the people coming and going with a smile on his face, looking forward to a better future in his heart, and from time to time he looked back at the plaque inscribed by Yang Guang on the door, which was shining golden in the sun, shining, and walked back to the house with a smile.

Han Bo is really sleepy, not how sleepy he is after staying up all night, mainly because he has consumed too many brain cells, these days, he has been thinking about that day and Wei Zheng's words, and he has seen the living conditions of many people, and he always feels a little lost in his heart. He no longer has the idea that he had when he first crossed over, as long as he lived well, it was enough to talk about ideas. The warmth of Jiarao, the feelings of friends, and even the attitude of Liuying have changed him, and he wants to use his own methods to make these people live well and make them happy, so the current Hanbo is a contradictory struggle, and he is also the most tired.

Outside Hanbo's study, two subordinates came over with buckets, and when they saw that there was no one in the yard, they quickly put down the buckets, and then each took out half a gourd scoop from their arms, scooped it up and poured it into all corners of the study, and poured more water on the windows and doors. Seeing that it was almost over, one of them nodded to the other and took something out of his bosom.

Han Bo slept soundly, perhaps dreaming of something happy, and a faint smile appeared on his delicate face. Indeed, he dreamed a lot, in the hot summer, his mother sat at the head of the bed, gently caressing the sleeping Hanbo, humming a nursery rhyme in his mouth, and the fan in his hand gently sent a breeze. When the winter snow was falling, his father took him to school on his bicycle and put his hands in his clothes to warm his hands and hearts. Suddenly, he saw Yang Guang waving to him in front of him, and he turned his head to find his parents, only to find that everything was gone. Looking at Yang Guang again, there are all people around him, some he knows, and some he doesn't know. He walked there in a daze, couldn't see the road clearly, but couldn't stop, and finally came to a meadow, the sun was full, and it was very comfortable to lie on the grass. When he turned his head, he saw Liuhotaru also lying beside him. He wanted to say something to her, but he couldn't make a sound. Frightened, he got up, grabbed his throat, slapped hard, and green smoke suddenly rose in the distance, turning the grassland into a sea of fire in a moment......

"Master, the X-chip emergency system is activated, danger is coming, turn on the wake-up function."

"What? Am I dreaming? Han Bo thought in his sleep.

"Master, it's not a dream, you're in danger, please wake up quickly!"

"What do you mean?" Han Bo struggled in his dreams.

"You're in danger, wake up, wake up!" The X-chip repeats itself over and over again.

"Danger? Yes, I'm in danger. Han Bo subconsciously covered his mouth and nose with his hand, and he could smell a thick smell of smoke.

Suddenly, Han Bo stood up from the table, sweating profusely.

"Suddenly, it turned out to be a dream!" Han Bo let out a long breath, put down his hand, and recalled the dream just now, it was really terrifying.

No, suddenly Han Bo found that he really smelled the strong smell of fireworks, and he obviously felt a different heat around him. It's not a dream, it's really on fire.

The study was surrounded by a sea of fire, the doors and windows were on fire, and the smoke was coming from many cracks, and it was impossible to see the surrounding things in the blink of an eye. Han Bo was shocked, what is going on? Could it be that the fire in a dream came here? No way!

After a period of panic, Han Bo gradually calmed down, and the most important thing for him now is to escape first, and then find a way to know what the reason is.

Old Man Han entered the gate of the mansion in a leisurely manner, enjoying the warmth of the sun, and as soon as he walked into the garden, he saw two servants carrying buckets passing in front of him. Originally, Han Yaozu didn't pay attention to this, but as soon as the two people saw him, they dropped the bucket and ran around him to the front yard.

Master Han was angry, and the people in the house didn't even say hello when they saw him, so why did they run in a panic? I don't eat people myself! So he shouted, "Stop, come back to me!" ”

The two subordinates heard the sound but ran faster, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Master Han is already angry, what is this matter, it's like this at home, and it's still flirting outside? Han Yaozu also spread his legs and prepared to chase. At this time, Han Shou staggered over, out of breath: "Master, go and take a look, the young master's house is out of water!" Then he put his hands on his knees and gasped.

"What?" Han Yaozu was shocked: "Where did you go to the water?" ”

"Young master's house, master!" Hanshou Road.

"Oh, quick, go put out the fire! What are you doing here? Han Yaozu raised his foot and kicked it towards Han Shou's ass, "Don't go to fight the fire, you're still nagging here!" "Still scolding.

Han Yaozu was anxious and didn't know what to do, so he stumbled towards Han Bo's house, and Han Shou ran to the front yard to call the people to get water to put out the fire.

When Han Yaozu saw the study surrounded by raging fire, he sat down on Lin, supported the ground with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Bo'er, Bo'er, where are you!" The sound of crying was heard everywhere.

Han Yi was sitting in the room at this time looking at Han Bo's pinyin, and kept reading, he admired Han Bo for being able to come up with such a solution, and suddenly heard the people in the courtyard shouting in a mess, not knowing what they were doing. Han Yi put down the paper, stepped out of the door, and just saw a subordinate coming from the door, so he stopped and said, "What do you look like in a panic!" What happened? ”

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