It's been a month since I settled in Anguo Lane.

Since Lao Huang and the fat man moved over, the neighborhood is harmonious, and the neighbors will tell the two of them what they have heard about the situation in the world and the anecdotes of the teahouse, and everyone lives together in harmony, and the neighbors do not inquire too much about the origin of the two of them.

The fat man set up a two-story building at the intersection of Anguo Alley and Chengli Street, and started a grocery business downstairs. The fat man was originally pleasant, with a smile on his face all day long, plus he was clever in his words and never cared, and the neighbors had a good impression of him, and the business was booming.

At the beginning of each month, he sent servants to the outside of the city to find woodcutters and farmers to buy bamboo chips, and he was in the shop without hurrying to cut and peel with knives, threaded ropes and bound bamboo slips, copied some enlightenment books and handed down classics for sale, and occasionally gathered schoolchildren in nearby alleys to give them a little allocation.

Among them, at the invitation of Lao Huang and the fat man, the most frequent one is the small silk in Bluestone Lane. Almost two to three days, he would be called over or come by himself to help Lao Huang make bamboo slips and sort out and transcribe the classics. Lao Huang also often asked him to read some simple classics of Zhuzi and Hundred Schools of Thought to solve his doubts.

After the Wei State moved to the new capital, it attached importance to the popularity of education, the countries competed for power, and the situation in the world of iron horses, gold and arrows made people with a little insight know that if they want to get ahead in the troubled times, they must have knowledge and ability. Parents all over the world are looking forward to their sons Jackie Chan's generation, and the contence of hundreds of schools of thought has added a strong stroke to this troubled world, and the new capital of Daliang City is a prosperous scene, and people hope that their children will be enlightened as soon as possible, and it is best to become famous as a talented teenager. In such an environment, private schools flourished for a while, and Lao Huang's book shop was also a considerable business. Some big families will directly buy whiteboard bamboo slips for their children to practice and copy, and the family background is slightly inferior or the people in the market will also buy the transcribed classics for their children and grandchildren to study carefully. Lao Huang is very knowledgeable, the font is strong and square, and occasionally notes unique insights in the bamboo slips, which is quite popular for a while, and is in short supply.

However, Lao Huang really didn't care, and he acted rashly with the world. Every day, he or Xiao Yu together unhurried bamboo slips, outsiders are rumored that Mr. Huang is slow to work, pieces of bamboo slips are not sloppy, only the fat man is anxious, only blame Lao Huang has no business acumen and does not know what it means to expand production. In the words of the fat man, Lao Huang should bring all the maids and servants in the family over, and it is best to hire some more people to directly build a bookstore in a large mansion and monopolize the supply of bamboo slips in Daliang City and even Wei State. It's just a pity that the fat man's spittle flew again and again was blocked back by Lao Huang's sentence Don't forget what we are here for, which made him so depressed.

On this day, Lao Huang's book shop came to a child about twelve or thirteen years old, came in and greeted Lao Huang and saw the courtesy, so he carefully looked at the bamboo slip samples on the desk and bookshelves, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, and he was very focused. From time to time, he looked at Lao Huang, who was concentrating on peeling bamboo chips and peeling off the green slices, as if he wanted to see through the people and things on the second floor.

Lao Huang was still doing his own thing carefully as always, not squinting, but since the first moment he entered the door, every move and every look of this kid could not escape the eyes of his four-star sword bearer. He has been a sword bearer for more than 20 years, and has experienced large and small mission events, dangerous situations, and conspiracy, and he has long been extremely sophisticated.

"Mr. has extraordinary writing and very insights, far surpassing the heroes of the world, and I admire it in my later life. Can you dare to ask, where did the gentleman and the boss downstairs come from?" After a while, the child pacing around the shop put down the last roll of bamboo slips, looked at Lao Huang, and asked in a mature tone beyond his age.

"The insights are far beyond the daring of the world, I just read a few classics of the sages with a little bit of literature and ink, and I am forced to make a living and show off, ashamed and ashamed. Lao Huang didn't care, and didn't stop what he was doing.

"Wansheng is brave, and then ask where is the hometown of Mr.? Wansheng's family is also a wandering person, just curious for a while, and there is no malice. This child is indeed extraordinary, and he frowned slightly to hear the slightest dissatisfaction in Lao Huang's tone.

"Born in troubled times, be at peace with what happens. Where the homeland is, there is no memory for a long time. Lao Huang got up to get the rope on the shelf next to him, and also issued an eviction order.

"In that case, then I'll bother Mr., and I'll come to visit Mr. next time. I also asked Mr. to leave a copy of the two articles of "Preparing the City Gate" and "Miscellaneous Studies" by the sage Mo Zhai for late survival, and he would come to pick it up in a few days after his later life. The boy also understood what Lao Huang meant, so he bowed and took his leave.

"I made a note of it, a total of fifteen cloths, and I can come and get it in three days. Lao Huang's tone was the same as his eyes.

"Thank you, sir, and take your leave. He saluted again, then turned and went downstairs, and departed.

Lao Huang fell into deep thought after he left.

"Wow......"

After a while, the fat man came up with a round belly.

"Lao Huang, this kid just now, do you have a strange feeling, he looked back at our small building a few times when he left, I feel a little abnormal. The fat man sat down with a big grin, and the hapless bamboo chair creaked in pain.

"From his words and deeds, I feel that he has been paying attention to us for a long time, and he is also curious about our behavior and origin. Although he is quiet and capable beyond his age, I am sure that there must be someone behind him who has been watching us. Moreover, the book he asked for was actually the chapter on practical technology in Mozi, which was called by later generations, which was very different from the atmosphere of the students in Daliang City who admired the ideas of Confucianism, law and soldiers. Lao Huang put down the half-worn bamboo slip in his hand, took a sip of tea and said.

"Do we want to do something? At least we need to have their information and motivations. The fat man showed a solemn look that he had not seen for a long time.

"No, the people behind him should be coming to investigate us in person soon, and it will be his father if nothing else. ”

"Then wait and see what happens, Li Baike said, draw the knife and cut off the water, and the water will flow even more. ”

"Pay attention to your words, it's the Warring States period now, but there is no Li Bai and Tang poetry. ”

"Hmph, I said yes, in a few days, what kind of Confucianism will there be in the largest private school in the city, if the fat master I go, I can use a few Tang poems to fool them into doubting life!"

"Fatty, you really have to pay attention when you speak, I feel that this incident may be the fault left by your unconcealed mouth. ”

"How is it possible, fat man, I have always been in a good way when talking to others, and I haven't revealed any information that shouldn't be revealed, even if you Lao Huang is a four-star sword bearer, you can't wronged me. The fat man was not happy when he heard it.

"Okay, you have to pay more attention to your words and deeds. We also need to be more careful in these two days. "Old Zodiac.

"By the way, it's been so long, what happened to the things you have to instill in this kid Wei Huang, although this is the safest and most effective way to reverse Zhang Liang's assassination of Qin that you planned, but there should be progress. Thinking of this mission, the fat man couldn't help but ask, after all, according to Lao Huang's plan, he didn't need to intervene too much in this operation.

"Don't panic, since you are looking for safety and reliability, don't be in a hurry. Lao Huang began to pick up the bamboo pieces and thread the rope again.

"Okay, okay, anyway, with you, a four-star sword wielder, I'm not in a hurry, now my fat man is very moisturized. Seeing that Lao Huang began to do things, the fat man also got up and went downstairs with interest. The chair, which had been weighed down, squeaked and let out a sigh.

On the third day, the boy came with his father. His father was dressed in a scribe's robe, a middle-aged man with a slight hair, with a kind face, but there was a trace of fatigue in his eyes in the clarity, in Lao Huang's opinion, this should be caused by years of studying day and night.

"I've met Mr. Huang, I've met the boss. Together with the children who had been here a few days ago, he saluted Lao Huang and the fat man, who were having lunch on the second floor.

"Don't dare, sir, please take a seat. Lao Huang and the fat man got up together to greet the guests, and the fat man turned around and added two cups of tea.

The middle-aged man sat down after being polite, and the boy stood respectfully behind his father, and did not sit down.

"I don't want the two gentlemen to be eating, I'm sorry to bother. In Xia Weikun, I came this time to accompany my child Siyuan to pick up the bamboo slips that I had ordered from Mr. Huang a few days ago. I didn't know that the time was not good, and I disturbed the two gentlemen's meal, and I asked the two gentlemen to forgive me. After taking his seat, the man who called himself Wei Kun raised his hand again and apologized.

"Mr. is serious, open the door is to welcome guests, did not bother to say, and the two of us just finished eating, Mr. is a distinguished guest has arrived, why am you sorry. After Lao Huang finished speaking, he raised his glass to toast tea, Wei Kun was no longer polite, raised his hand and took a sip, and next to him, the fat man beckoned the guys downstairs to clean up the tableware.

After Lao Huang finished drinking tea, he got up and went to the bookshelf behind him to take out two rolls of bamboo slips tied together with red ropes, held them up with both hands and handed them to Wei Kun. Wei Kun also took it with both hands and thanked him again and again.

Nowadays, most students take the major theories of various schools as the mainstream, but they do not know that the combination with this practical classic has an extraordinary effect. Ling Gongzi has such a discernment, it must be Mr. Wei's teaching, and Huang admires it. "Old Zodiac.

"Mr. Huang praised falsely, Wei has achieved nothing in his life, but he is interested in all kinds of strange and exquisite things, and the dog is also somewhat influenced by me, so I asked Mr. for a look at these two volumes. ”

"Mr. Wei was humble. Lao Huang replied. "I don't know where Mr. Wei lives now? I have been doing business here for a few months, but I am so ashamed that I don't know that Mr. has such a bachelor, if Mr. can tell me, I will definitely visit him next time." ”

"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, Wei lives in the bluestone lane next to it, but he has always been nameless, and he doesn't dare to bother the two gentlemen to remember. Wei Kun replied.

"I didn't expect Mr. Wei to live in Qingshi Lane, I will definitely visit Lao Huang and Lao Huang another day, haha. The fat man said aloud.

After chatting for a while, the fat man and Lao Huang got up to see off the guests. During this period, Wei Kun asked about the previous experience and hometown of the two, where could such a scholar get two people, they sang and brought it over, Wei Kun paid for two rolls of bamboo slips and left with his son Wei Siyuan.

"Lao Huang, no problem, right?"

"It's not a big deal, just a reader who is curious about everything. Let's just be more careful in the future. ”

Bluestone Lane, Wei Mansion.

"Father, what do you think of these two people? Are they really the weirdos that our family met when we moved here recorded in Grandpa's Codex?" Wei Siyuan asked.

"I'm not sure, our family has had the habit of recording strange anecdotes for generations, but it has been nearly a hundred years since we moved to the new capital, and many things are difficult to verify. Wei Kun put away the bamboo slips he bought from Lao Huang in his hand and said.

"If it's true, it's a mystery. ”

"Yes, it's been a hundred years, and their looks and actions are the same, plus the inferences in the codex, maybe they really don't belong to this era. However, many of the events recorded by our ancestors have been proven to be nothing more than surprising, and perhaps the two of them are just the whims of our father and son. Thinking of the various codexes, Wei Kun was not only full of admiration for the ancestors, but also a lot of crying and laughing.

"Either way, it's okay for us to keep an eye on it. Wei Siyuan still feels that things are not simple.

"Well, but I feel that they are already wary of us, and we should be more careful in the future, so as not to be blinded by curiosity and get into unnecessary trouble. By the way, Yuan'er, have you noticed a dish they ate today? Soft-shelled turtle soup is extremely rare in my Great Wei, and my father has never even heard of this dish before, which is also a suspicion. Wei Kun remembered the dish he had seen upstairs a few days ago. "Either way, it's good to keep an eye on it in the future. ”

"Don't worry, father. ”

After Wei Siyuan finished speaking, he saluted and turned to leave, his eyes deep and distant.