More than 30 years later, Mingjun came out, and the world was decided. Emperor Yuan Zhao of Dayu unified the Central Plains and recovered the south, but stopped at the edge of the Yellow River. I can't fight anymore, I have been fighting for more than 30 years, and the people are tired. Beidi's soldiers are strong and strong, they are hard bones, and Dayu and Beidi row the river and rule. In the past two years, if it weren't for the drought in Beidi, I really don't know who it belongs to in this world.

"Ling Zun is so righteous about the family and country, and I admire it below. But to give your daughter this name, are you a remnant of the previous dynasty? ”

"Uh......" Jinghan thought for a moment, "Aya and I are not relics!" Aya just likes to read some history books on weekdays. ”

Is it? Jing Han had some sneers in his heart, he should believe it. However, she is really not a remnant of the previous dynasty!

When Lu Cengyuan just woke up, Jing Han gave him medicine, and Lu Cen Yuan asked her for a few books, so Jing Han took two books from Aya's study. Later, when Jinghan went to deliver medicine again, she could always see Lu Cen Yuan holding a book in his hand, and he should also be a book lover.

It's easy to do if you love books! Jing Han saw Lu Cen's appearance of not letting go of the scroll, and laughed like a fool.

"Broken, broken, broken!"

"What's wrong?"

"You...... Do you know how to write? ”

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Sir is going to check our homework, and I've been taking care of you for the past two days, so you have to help me."

Lu Cen Yuan smiled, this girl is good at reasoning.

"Tell me about it, I'll do my best."

When Jing Han heard this, her eyes lit up, there was a play!

"Sir, let's write about dealing with Beidi. But I haven't even been out of Taoyuan Village, how do I know how to deal with Beidi. Lu Cen looked at the little girl in front of him, the little girl bent her eyes, like a cat with a fishy child. But it's just a favor, as for the pleasure of that?

"I have written a fu about Beidi before, and I will give it to you."

"How long ago, do you remember?"

"Don't worry, I've probably memorized everything." Cen Yuan saw that Jing Han was still dumbfounded, and shook his hand in front of Jing Han, "Come back to your senses, take a pen and paper." ”

"Hey, okay."

Jinghan was happy to hear it, and she deserved it quickly, so she rushed to get a pen and paper. The little girl came and went as fast as she could, like a gust of wind.

"Help me down."

"Huh?"

"Ahhhh I hurt my leg. ”

Jinghan didn't want to help him before, who would let the family write the endowment, so he could only be the ancestor to offer.

The rest of the story can be roughly summarized as follows:

Cen Yuan is writing at the desk, and Jinghan is sleeping on the desk.

Cen Yuan didn't add anything to this box, and Jinghan was drowsy.

"Wake up, wake up."

Jing Han was dreaming that he was gnawing on a big oily elbow, and he felt that someone was patting him on the shoulder, and it was the table that he bit hard.

Jing Han rubbed her eyes and saw the written Fu placed next to her head. Cen Yuan sat there, looking at her with a smile, Jing Han felt embarrassed, and hated to grab the ground with his head, but now he had no face to see anyone.

"Can you come and have a look?" is a little arrogant, Jing Han listened to Cen Yuan's words of discussion, but it was a smug tone, obviously not a discussion.

The paper is full of Wei monuments, which is the appearance of a gentleman. Jing Han was secretly shocked, although Cen Yuan was a little arrogant, he really had this ability. A piece of Fu, sprinkled with joy, has both the ambition of the family and the country, and the love of serving the country. But...... But it's useless, Jing Han can't write such a thing, and he will be recognized by Mr.