Su Jiudong didn't speak for a long time after listening to it, and finally said with emotion when Wen Yiheng poked her left side of the face with his finger: "It turns out that if you are not of my race, your heart will be different... This statement is true. ”

"Yin Cigui wants to squeeze the people of my Dayin Dynasty, but Gongchengjian, who has the blood of my Dayin Dynasty in his body, cooperates with the people as a businessman for mutual benefit, which shows that he is still biased towards us after all."

Wen Yiheng's attention suddenly turned to Su Jiudong's words, and he immediately leaned on the armrest on the edge of the Luohan couch, and looked sideways at Su Jiudong: "Huh? It turns out that you still read "Zuo's Spring and Autumn"? ”

After staying in the West Surrender City for many days, Wen Yiheng and Su Jiudong developed a tacit understanding, and after dinner, they snuggled up to this boxy Arhat couch, and chatted while eating.

"What "Zuo's Spring and Autumn"? Do you mean the "Spring and Autumn" in the Four Books and Five Classics? Su Jiudong didn't react to the word "Zuo" for a while, and only noticed "Spring and Autumn".

Wen Yiheng shook his head and said more clearly: "No." The "Spring and Autumn" in the Four Books and Five Classics was compiled by Confucius, and the "Zuo's Spring and Autumn" I am talking about is naturally the "Zuo Chuan" written by Zuo Qiu Ming in the Spring and Autumn Period. ”

"In "Zuo Ling's Four Years of Becoming a Gong", there is a text 'If you are not of my race, your heart will be different.' Although Chu is big, it is not our ethnic group, and I care about its Ken words? ’。 And what you just said, 'If you are not of my race, its heart will be different, Rong Di's ambition will not be the same as Hua' is a derivative sentence of the original text. ”

Su Jiudong suddenly realized, and said, "So you mean "Zuo Chuan"..."

"Yes, I'm talking about "Zuo Chuan", and I'm surprised that you would actually read "Zuo Chuan".

Wen Yiheng said with emotion: "The kind of books that women often read don't see you, but you prefer to study books such as "Historical Records", "Three Kingdoms", "Zuo Chuan", and "Warring States Policy"... It's no different from a man. ”

The ancients admired that a woman is a virtuous woman without talent, even if the wealthy and enlightened parents in the family agreed to let girls learn the "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Names", "Book of Songs", "Female Twenty-four Filial Piety", etc., but in the future, they came into contact with more books such as the theory of three from the four virtues.

Wen Yiheng originally thought that Su Jiudong would at most read the four books and five classics in the interval between reading medical books and ancient books. Listening to her casual words today, they were quoted from "Zuo Biography", so Wen Yiheng was surprised by Su Jiudong's extensive reading.

However, it is precisely because Su Jiudong is willing to read and study books, and he has been nurtured by the volume in the book, and his talent and sentiment have been cultivated, so that he can form today's intelligence and agility, and he can give advice to Wen Yiheng several times and rescue Wen Yiheng from danger.

In Wen Yiheng's eyes, Su Jiudong was like a treasure chest full of secrets, from which he could continuously spit out one treasure after another that surprised him.

Su Jiudong waved his hand disapprovingly, and replied easily and casually: "I'm just flipping through it in my spare time, anyway, those books on your bookshelf are also ashes, it's better to use them for my use, so as not to make good books dusty." ”

"Moreover, if I don't read Zuo Chuan, it is not only difficult to understand the Spring and Autumn Period, but also the Analects, the Book of Songs, and so on, so it has become one of the books I want to study."

After speaking, Su Jiudong also stuck out his tongue at Wen Yiheng.

Wen Yiheng smiled and hugged Su Jiudong tighter: "Having said so much, have you finished reading "Zuo Biography" now?" ”

Su Jiudong squinted slightly, and his tone was very empty: "Not yet." At first, I just read it hard, there are too many names of characters in "Zuo Chuan", it is still a chronicle history book, and the documents of pre-Qin historiography are relatively obscure, so I read it slowly. ”

"I remember that every time I see a character, there is a name, a name, and a number, especially the 'five names, letters, righteousness, images, falsehoods, and kinds' written in it, just looking at it makes me feel confused and have a headache."

Wen Yiheng gently kneaded Su Jiudong's shoulders and neck, and said softly: "If you think "Zuo Chuan" is obscure, then when I return to the capital, I will show you the annotations I made for "Zuo Chuan" when I was a child." ”

"The notes I made are based on the basic timeline and logic of the storyline, and although it seems to me that the writing is immature and the explanations are relatively simple, they are at least easy to read. After reading "Zuo Chuan", it will be much easier for you to read "Sui Ji" written by Taishi Gong in the future. ”

Su Jiudong almost exclaimed: "You were able to annotate the "Zuo Chuan" when you were a child? ”

Wen Yiheng nodded, his dripping eyes glanced up to the left slightly, falling into a state of memory, and the stars in his eyes were dotted:

"Yes, I think I wrote it when I was six or seven years old. At that time, because of this commentary, Mr. Da Confucian of the Chinese Academy personally came to the door and persuaded Daddy to send me to Guozijian as soon as possible. When I entered school, everyone else was over 10 years old, and I was a little kid. ”

Su Jiudong couldn't help but be stunned again, the six or seven years old of others is the age when people hate dogs, but the little Wen Yiheng calmed down early to read through "Zuo Chuan", and also made his own annotations, this is not a prodigy, what else can it be...

Su Jiudong couldn't help but think of Su Ting'an, who was far away in the capital. I remember that before Su Jiudong and Wen Yiheng accompanied the army to the north, Su Ting'an's learning progress was still at the stage of "The Book of Songs", which was much behind his father Wen Yiheng. Jiangsu Literature Network

I don't know if Su Ting'an's studies have made progress in the past half a year. After all, with Wen Yiheng, the "prodigy" Zhuyu in front, Su Jiudong felt that Su Ting'an's learning ability was still not enough.

Could it be that Su Ting'an inherited most of her Su Jiudong's "clumsiness", so now he is far inferior to his smart father Wen Yiheng?

At this time, Su Ting'an, who was walking with Zhu Guogong after dinner in the Guogong Mansion in the capital, couldn't help but sneeze.

Su Tingan subconsciously wiped his nose with the back of his hand, Zhu Guogong's movements were faster than him, and he wiped it clean for him one step ahead of him.

Zhu Guogong hurriedly sent a maid to fetch the lightweight, and personally put it on for Su Ting'an and Ah Rong: "It's autumn now, after today, An'er and Ah Rong can no longer be greedy and wear thin clothes like summer, remember to add up more clothes." ”

After that, Zhu Guogong held Su Ting'an with his left hand and Ah Rong with his right hand, and slowly walked towards the study.

Returning to the study in Xingyuan in the West Surrender City, Wen Yiheng saw that Su Jiudong was in a daze again, and stretched out his hand to shake it lightly in front of Su Jiudong: "What are you thinking?" ”

Wen Yiheng just talked to Su Jiudong about the ancient books, and "reviewed" historical knowledge for Su Jiudong, and Su Jiudong felt that the books he read were far from enough:

"Ahh It's nothing... I remember that I had been taught about foreigners in my history books in middle school, but I almost forgot all of them, and I remembered the most famous nomadic peoples, the Xiongnu, Xianbei, Rouran and Turkic. ”

Wen Yiheng noticed the unfamiliar but not unfamiliar words in Su Jiudong's words: "Middle school? History books? It turns out that Aunt Liu has money for you to go to the school? ”

Su Jiudong realized that he had missed his words, and immediately sneered and prevaricated: "At the beginning, I had a hard time with my mother, where did I have spare money to go to the school to study... You may have misheard, but what I just said was what I learned in the middle of reading a history book. ”

Wen Yiheng continued to lie down with Su Jiudong in his arms, his tone was calm, and he faintly looked forward to it:

"When I return to the capital, the books in my study will be read by you, and if you don't understand something, just come and ask me. Although my level is not as good as the Confucian, it is more than enough to teach you. ”

Su Jiudong complained in his heart again: A prodigy who can annotate "Zuo Chuan" at the age of six or seven actually modestly said that he is not a rich student, so isn't her Su Jiudong's level equivalent to the level of a modern primary school student......

Wen Yiheng and Su Jiudong lay down until the end of the day, and Su Jiudong was going to sleep after the two washed up. Su Jiudong's bedroom was arranged next to Wen Yiheng's bedroom, so as soon as Su Jiudong raised his eyes, he saw Wen Yiheng walking in the direction of the study with a thin quilt in his hand.

"You're going to the study so late, aren't you going to sleep tonight?" Su Jiudong pushed open the window and asked with concern at Wen Yiheng's departing back.

Wen Yiheng walked to the window, supported the lattice with both hands, and said in a low voice: "There are still things to think about tonight, and I won't be able to sleep for a while." You go to bed first, I don't plan to stay up late tonight, I'll go to sleep when I'm almost done. ”

"You still have arrow wounds and the residual poison of the Bailuo skirt on your body, you should have taken care of it well... Since you won't sleep now, I'll stay with you. Su Jiudong turned around and grabbed the two cloth pillows on the bed and walked out of the room, dragging Wen Yiheng's hand and going to the study together.

Anyway, at the end of the day, according to the modern hour, it is only about nine o'clock in the evening.

Su Jiudong, who maintains a modern routine and is even willing to stay up late, is not sleepy at all, and he can just accompany Wen Yiheng, and maybe he can give him some advice.

Under the night, Su Jiudong, bathed in the moonlight, was dressed in light white clothes, like a fairy concubine flying down from the Moon Palace, fluttering like a fairy, as if she could ride the wind at any time, so beautiful and gorgeous that there was no sense of reality.

Wen Yiheng looked at Su Jiudong's tall and thin back in front of him, and looked down at her little hand holding his right hand, trying to suppress the urge to embrace her into his arms and love her, and a strong emotion suddenly appeared in his heart that he couldn't wait for time to stop.

Wen Yiheng originally only planned to think quietly in the study, but now with Su Jiudong's company, the two of them skillfully went to the Luohan couch, pillowing cloth pillows, covering thin quilts, looking at the moonlight outside the open window, and whispering together.

Wen Yiheng was the first to speak, and his tone was a little serious: "Tonight, Yin Cigui summoned Rong Di's rich households to raise funds, and he wanted to jointly write a letter to the capital to send it to Yun Mulin, the situation is good and bad." ”

Su Jiudong couldn't help but smile when he saw Wen Yiheng's expression when he spoke.

Such a quiet night. With such a beautiful moonlight, not only did the two of them not treat the wine as a song, but discussed in the study how to deal with the hidden return and Yun Mulin's business, which was really a waste of scenery and a waste of good time.

"Huh? What happened to you? Wen Yiheng didn't know why Su Jiudong suddenly laughed, only stared at her rose-like smile, revealing a puzzled look.