The so-called literary academy is actually a house made of stone, with pine bookshelves attached to the four walls, and the contents are roughly divided into four categories: legends of ancient times, historical records of the Shang Kingdom over the years, divination tortoiseshells of various major events, and some classical books similar to the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" and "Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica". Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Things like ancient legends and the Classic of Mountains and Seas are Datang's favorites, and they have already read all these two categories. Because the speed of reading books is extremely slow, I naturally read all the texts very seriously, and I also have my own systematic opinions, and those classical books have achieved the degree of memorization.

He plans to start reading the tortoise shells of those divination from today, and divination is usually done by Wu Zhu.

Wuzhu is a very busy profession, marching and fighting requires Wuzhu divination, praying for wind and rain requires Wuzhu sacrifices, headaches and feet need to be healed, and governing the country and the country needs Wuzhu advice...... The vassal states and the Wuzhu in the large tribes have already had a more detailed division of labor, and the status of this group of people is particularly transcendent.

The High Priest, the leader of the Shang Kingdom, was a strange old man, who had been in the darkest corner of the Academy for many years, wearing a black robe, looking like a lonely ghost without the slightest warmth.

In fact, this middle-aged man just looks very cold on the outside, he is the best person in the world to Datang except for his mother, because he was the most loyal follower of his mother when she was alive - some people say that he is a suitor, who knows.

Every time Datang has doubts about reading a book, the black robe will definitely appear to guide, and explain every question he asks very patiently, and it will take half a day to talk about it;

When Datang had a headache when he was reading a book, the black robe reached out and pressed on his temple, which would soon be relieved;

Those malicious targets encountered by Datang will be carefully enlightened by the black robe......

He has done all the things that his relatives and elders do, but he has always regarded himself as a slave from beginning to end.

When the black robe saw Datang today, he motioned for him to come over and asked, "Are you going to see the divination?"

Datang nodded.

"Childe, divination is done by us Wuzhu servants, as the son of Shang Bo, I think what you should watch most is what has happened in Shang Guo for more than a thousand years. You have to know where you come from to be more clear about who you are, and then you know how to move forward. The voice of the black robe carried a convincing demonic nature: "Many times what people have seen, heard, and even experienced with their own eyes are not real, and the truth of everything is hidden under a layer of clothing. ”

The black robe is good anywhere, but there are a lot of things to say every time, and the fact that he likes to talk about big truths really makes it difficult for Datang to accept. He didn't have the patience to listen to him, so he took the wine on the table and poured it into his stomach, and praised him a few times.

Datang is very relaxed here in the black robe, he is Shang Bo's absolute confidant, and although Shang Bo doesn't like Datang, he doesn't have the slightest murderous intent.

After a few casual gossips and a few sips of wine, Datang began to read the historical records of the Shang Kingdom according to the advice of the black robe.

The ancestors of the Shang Kingdom can be traced back to the emperor, and the so-called history of more than 1,000 years is also an uncertain number. The first Shang Boqi was the son of Emperor Yu, and there was a saying that "the Xuanniao of Heaven's destiny descended to give birth to Shang", so the Shang Kingdom has been using Xuanniao as a totem for thousands of years.

Although the time is not examinable, some of the stories recorded in it are still quite interesting, Datang watched it with relish, and before he knew it, he had already read two thousand words, so he felt a little tired, and gently rubbed his eyebrows and continued to read.

It was only after seeing about 3,000 words that he was unable to support it, and he fell asleep on the mahogany table, and soon there was a slight snoring.

I read twice as much as last time!

The black robe set off a storm in his heart, each of these classics had been processed by him, and he naturally knew that these bamboo slips and tortoise shells could have a huge impact on the sea of knowledge.

It is undoubtedly a fantasy that a mortal can read 3,000 words at once, and if it really happens, then this person is not gifted, but has a strong fit with what he reads.

What he reads is, the history of the Shang Kingdom!

Thinking of the depths, the black robe felt a trembling from the soul, and then ecstasy. Could it be that in the dark, there is such a strong luck connection between the thousand-year-old Shang Kingdom and this ugly boy, and he will lead the Shang Kingdom to a more brilliant tomorrow?

The sleeping Datang didn't know how much shock he had brought to the black robe, and if he knew, he would probably only fart hard.

Towards noon, Qingzhu brought in lunch, a piece of wild rhinoceros on top of yellow-orange-orange corn rice, next to a few vegetarian dishes and a bowl of broth. The black robe personally tested that it was non-toxic before waking Datang up, and his loving eyes watched him chew and smile.

After lunch, Datang followed the black robe to meet Shang Bo.

Although it is only the title of "Bo", in the huge Shang State, this "Bo" is the theoretical emperor of the soil, and even the Empress Xia can only affect the situation in some inconsequential aspects.

Datang didn't see Shang Bo often, but he also had some premonitions about the content of this summons, probably about the gamble with the third lady.

The three ladies assassinated Datang more than ten times before and after, but instead of being effective, they were strongly counterattacked by the king of Shang. She could only settle for the next best thing and set a so-called gamble with Datang.

The gambling game is carried out once a year before and after Gu Yu, each time there are three games, if Datang loses, he rolls up the cover and rolls out of the business country, but the third lady loses without the slightest punishment.

Such an unfair gamble, Shang Bo nodded in agreement. Perhaps in order to take care of Datang's emotions, he asked that the content of the gambling game should not be allowed to fight, because of this reason, Datang was resentful of his father.

The gamble has been played twice, and Datang has worked so hard every time he wins that he has to come up with a killer weapon - to be ugly.

If you want to say that he is uglier, if Datang says that he is the second in the world, then no matter how thick-skinned people are, they are embarrassed to say that they are the first.

Sure enough, this is what Shang Bo was going to say.

Shang Bo was about fifty years old, older than the black robe, his face was clear and thin, his eyes were starry, and he was not angry and arrogant.

As soon as Datang walked into the room, he dropped a bombshell: "There is about half a month left in your gamble with Gu Qiuzi, she told me a few days ago that she wanted to add martial arts, and I agreed!"

Gu Qiuzi is the name of the third lady's family.

Datang listened to Shang Bo's faint tone, and couldn't help but be angry, martial arts!

With the three ladies' vicious methods, how could Datang, who did not have the slightest cultivation foundation, save his life in the martial arts!

He shouted, "Why, you know how I've come all these years! You know what martial arts mean to me!"

Shang Bo's right hand clenched his fist slightly, and there was a great pressure to press Datang to his knees, and he frowned slightly and asked, "Do you know how you have come over all these years? Do you know what martial arts mean to you? Stupid!"

Datang gritted his teeth and struggled to resist the pressure from heaven and earth, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move the slightest.

Shang Bo continued: "Do you know how Shang Guo has come over all these years? Do you know what it means to be the eldest son of Shang Guo? Stupid!"

This merchant is extremely capable, and the decisions he made for the development of the Shang country are very admired by Datang, a person from later generations. But he couldn't understand why this very wise looking merchant was so indifferent to his own blood.

Hearing his two consecutive "stupid" comments, Datang's anger reached its peak, and he also felt aggrieved to the peak, he missed his mother-in-law, the woman in white.

His emotions suddenly lost control: "If my mother is still here, I will definitely not let you bully me like this!"

"If my mother is still here, I don't have to eat like a wild dog!"

"If my mother is still there, the head of the third lady of the bullshit is hanging on the high pole outside Bocheng at the moment!"

"Son Master, what qualifications do you have to educate me!"

Shang Guozi's surname, Shang's uncle's name is the main one.

Hearing Datang mention his mother, Uncle Shang had a flash of regret between his eyebrows. Although his face was still frosty, he finally let go of the pressure exerted on Datang.

After a long time, he said slowly: "If you have gas, that's good!"

Datang was extremely depressed, walked out of the house gloomily, wandered around Bocheng, and then looked up and saw a tombstone, in which his mother was lying in this life.

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At this time, only the black robe and the merchant were left in the hall, and the black robe bowed slightly and said: "First thing, today Tang Gongzi reads three thousand words of the history of the Shang Kingdom!"

Shang Bo's mood was not high at this time, but when he heard the words of the black robe, a flush of excitement suddenly appeared on his face, and after the flush, there was a thick look of guilt, and finally turned into a sigh.

"The second thing, about the origin of that layer of black armor, the old slave is only speculating, and the evidence is not completely certain at present!" The black robe put his hands in front of him and said: "Just based on this, you rashly agree to the martial arts, if something really happens, I am afraid that you will regret it!"

"How can there be a certain thing, which can be deduced to this point, and it can already be done. Shang Bo pondered: "What's more, I heard that those slaves often say that the boy does not eat for ten years. A ten-year-old slave had to start working, not to mention the master of the entire Shang country. ”

"Tang'er, you're fifteen years old this year!"

The black robe nodded silently, and then reflexively prepared to leave, and Uncle Shang said: "If the calculation is wrong, send him out of the territory of the Shang Kingdom to ensure that he has no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life, which can be regarded as my explanation to Su Su." ”

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An hour later, Shang Bo paced to the cemetery in the north of Bocheng and looked at the tombstone from a distance.

Datang in front of the tombstone held a few pear fruits that had been hidden in the ice cellar for a winter, tried them one by one with the golden needle in his arms, and put them on the tombstone, then put them on the tombstone and said: "Mother, eat with confidence!"

Shang Bo saw this scene in his eyes, and slowly squatted down with his right hand on his forehead, his shoulders twitching violently.

This man, who once co-ruled with the world after Xia, cried.