On the roof beam, the girl in blue dress and blue skirt was hidden among the slanting bamboo leaves, her vision was blocked by a large piece of green and blue, and she could only see the white and unfolded page in the corner below, but she saw that the page read:

「…… The red-bearded man pressed his long sword in his hand and shouted, "Wu that thief, do you dare to fight with a certain one?" , that Zhang Ling'er opened a pair of white eyes, looked up to the sky and said, "Let the horse come!" ,, Without waiting for a word, a small sword flew out of his mud palace pill, 'sigh, a straight attack......

"It's just 'Banana Reading,'" The man in white stretched out his sleeves, and the smooth edge of the sleeves was like a ripple of water, covering all the pages.

Then he flipped the book over and held it up to the visitor, and on the cover of the book were the two large characters "Analects" written brightly.

Don't you open your eyes and tell nonsense?

Wei Shu, who was lying on the beam, opened his eyes wide, and said in his heart that this person was clearly looking at the romance of the common sayings, where was the "Analects", but the warm voice of the man in white in his ears came again, and he was still there and continued unashamedly:

"It's just a flip of it, but in fact, I don't want to live up to this great time, and I am afraid that my humble room is not worthy of the words of the saint, so I ordered someone to move all the plantain bamboos in, so that I, a layman, can also have some of the elegance of the Gurus."

With the sound of the words, the "Analects" of selling dog meat on the head of a sheep was put into the drawer on the side, and Wei Shu looked through the gap in the bamboo leaves, but saw that there was a drawer full of books in the drawer, and all of them were "The Analects".

This is too lazy to even act.

The vassal Fengya pretended to read the works of the sage, but in fact he was peeking at the book of romances, and that's it, he was so lazy to survive, and he didn't say that he would change the cover of this idle book.

Wei Shu raised her eyebrows, her figure on the beam lowered a little, her breath was almost inaudible, and the blue skirt on her body was the same color as the bamboo leaves.

After hiding his figure, Wei Shu raised his head slightly, and his eyes probed to the front of the girder, but because of the large bamboo leaves in front of him, he couldn't see the appearance of the visitor.

But she still heard the jackdaw-like voice.

This visitor is the blue-robed "old man" I met on the road before.

This time, Wei Shu came prepared, and even thought about how to let him do a few more things for herself if she met Yue Bawu again, but at this moment she did not tremble because of this sudden visitor, but the kind of resistant, tired mood was still affected by Aqisi.

Akith is no less jealous of this person than Shu Jiu.

"Why did Mr. Wang have time to come over today?" Among the green leaves, the man in white looked leisurely, with distant mountain-like eyebrows and eyes as light as the sky, just like his warm and cool voice.

Wang Kuang looked at him and sighed secretly, "It's a pity that such a good person is such a good person", but he said with a smile: "I was really stuffy sitting in the room, and when I saw that the weather was fine outside, I thought about coming to talk to Mr."

Wu Guo smiled, picked up the celadon teapot on the side, poured eight points full of tea into the tea bowl, and said with a smile: "There is only this kind of coarse tea here, and Mr. will drink it." ….

Among the green branches and green leaves, a slender hand holds a white porcelain tea bowl with imitation ice cracks, and the knuckles with distinct bones are beautiful in shape, but they contain strength.

Such a hand, which can hold a pen or a sword, is the hand of a very standard scholar who knows the six arts and knows the past and the present.

Wei Shu looked at it condescendingly, and was already sure in his heart that this fake and lazy man in white must be the Xixi of the Shuaifu-Wu Guowu Shaochen.

At this time, the words spoken by Mr. Wu Guo and the person opposite him were Central Plains dialects, and the man who sounded like a jackdaw was the first person to change his language.

From the time they talked about the Analects, the two of them invariably switched to the Song language, perhaps because they felt that it was difficult to better discuss this work of the Central Plains sage in the language of the Jin people.

"The tea given by Mr. himself, that is elegant tea, good tea, but Kuang is ashamed." The jackdaw-like man took the teacup and made a joke.

Wu Guo chuckled, and when he spoke, he spoke

Zhong seemed to sigh with a little emotion: "Sir will call me mustard dust. Mr. is a guest in the house, Yu Dashuai is a half-master, and the future of the handsome is different from the cloud and mud below, and he said, "Sir, it should be, but I don't dare to be it below."

Speaking of this, he sighed slightly, and his voice became lower: "Although I have also read books for a few years, that is also from the past. Now it's just a teacher sitting in a museum, and the tea here is definitely not elegant, so it's good if Mr. doesn't dislike it."

"Mr. Wu is too humble." The man with a voice like a jackdaw said with a smile.

From the conversation between the two, Wei Shu also knew the name of this person - Wang Kuang.

The fog in my mind was as thick as usual, and it had not changed in the slightest because of this name, and it was even tighter than before.

Wei Shu had no choice but to let her memory continue to be lost, and she switched directions on the beam and looked around.

She came only a short time earlier than Wang Kuang, and before that, she was not delayed for long in the big study, and the reason was:

She didn't know much about words.

To be precise, it was Akisi who didn't know much about the strange syntax and officialdom of the Jin Kingdom.

It is a strange style that mixes the original Chinese text with the golden script, and the meaning of the original characters used in it has no relevance to its original meaning. Even from the perspective of Wei Shu, the person who has returned the soul of "Bo Gu Tong Jin", it is like a book from heaven.

So, in the face of the newspapers that were turned out, Wei Shu could only cry out in vain.

At that moment, she was like those who only knew simple words such as "heaven, earth and people", and at first glance read an official article with a six-strong sentence, and she could barely break the sentence, let alone read it through.

Aqisi is really not omnipotent.

When thinking about it like this, Wei Shu still had a little regret.

This Central Plains warrior's golden language is extremely good, and it has given Wei Shu a lot of convenience after returning to the soul, however, in front of Jin Guo's official documents, she is almost blind.

And since the resurrection of the soul, Wei Shu has been in trouble, and secondly, the errand of the Baihuayuan has not used the Jin Guo script, so he has not noticed it until now. And she also understood why Aqisi had been hiding in the Shuai Mansion for a long time, but she never thought of exploring the outer study.

A semi-literate person asks her to overturn the case, isn't that nonsense?

After clarifying this section, Wei Shu was disappointed, but also felt a trace of horror.

In just 20 years, Jin Wen has developed from a simple description and verbal communication to a profound language that is similar to that of the Central Plains.

At such a speed, it is not an exaggeration to say that it travels thousands of miles a day.

Yao Jishan