"Ten meanings of Hanji?" Picking up the bamboo slip, Liu Cang looked at the title roughly, looked up in confusion, and looked at Cai Yong.

"This policy has nothing to do with you, can you go to Linjun and send it to Jingshi?" Cai Yong shook his head and handed another bamboo slip to Liu Cang.

"This is a record of etiquette, you were born in the countryside, and it is difficult to complete the number of etiquette, so you should study it carefully, and you should not waste it." Cai Yong continued to say to Liu Cang.

"Smack!" Throwing the bamboo slips in his hand on the table, Liu Cang looked Cai Yong up and down, Cai Yan felt that the atmosphere between the two was strange, and silently cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table to make room for the two of them.

"Rite? I would like to learn from Zhou Yi. Liu Cang was not interested in this etiquette that was commented on by the Great Confucian.

"At your age, you should learn etiquette, and you need spirituality, if you want to learn, I'm afraid you can only copy it rigidly, and you have no intention of learning." Cai Yong sat down opposite Liu Cang and shook his head.

Liu Cang was silent, yes, Cai Yong said that he had no spirituality and couldn't learn Zhou Yi. Liu Cang wanted to refute, but he was powerless.

I Ching, in words that modern people can better understand, is feudal superstition!

Cough... When observing the sky, divining the auspicious fortune and deducing personnel, it may also involve the layout of the battle array.

In Liu Cang's opinion, this thing is the most practical among the Four Books and Five Classics, and it is also the most popular scripture among the people.

Divination and deduction are not easy to confirm, and people in this era usually use this kind of thing as a reference and will be skeptical.

However, Liu Cang is still very concerned about the ability of some people to observe and predict the weather by combining the natural climate and Zhouyi.

In his early years, he also tried to study and research, but he couldn't figure out the way at all, and he was dizzy.

"How do you know if you don't teach?" After a moment of silence, Liu Cang was unconvinced.

"I know." Cai Yong shook his head and chuckled, but saw Cai Yan serving tea, and then saw that Liu Cang was not convinced, Cai Yong's fingers were stained with water stains, and he began to write and draw on the desktop.

The large pottery teapot is not a boiled tea, but a fermented pu'er that is relatively thinner than the tea soup.

In the Eastern Han Dynasty, there were also tea leaves, even including flower tea and those fried teas.

It's just that those teas are not mainstream these days, and drinking that kind of tea is not a pleasure for most people nowadays.

Han Chinese people like to eat meat.

That's right, to hell with those who say that Han Chinese are vegetarians or can only be vegetarians.

Today's Han people are good at fighting, and in terms of physical fitness, Hu Qiang cannot absolutely suppress the Han people.

If you have to say that those who eat grass can fight, then let's not say anything.

In terms of body type, there are few so-called literati in the Han Dynasty who are 'fairy wind bones'. Even Cai Yong in front of him, his overall body shape is broad-shouldered and fat.

Cai Yong's height of about 1.7 meters is already on average in the Han Dynasty, but the overall feeling is not floating, but stocky.

In the pile of modern people, it belongs to the kind of body type that is not easy to mess with at first glance, and the so-called toughness is not simply a description of character.

And this body shape is obviously not something that can be fed by eating corn leaves...

The so-called tea tea, no matter how evil it is, in the final analysis, it is to quench thirst, relieve greasy, and help digestion.

Today's people live and work with a lot of physical exertion, and their digestive capacity is also very good, but the material conditions have not reached the level of being able to eat and fish every day.

Even if the Han people drink tea, they mostly boil tea, and there are oil flowers floating there.

This is probably a kind of cognitive common sense in the social period, compared to the clear breath, the boiling tea that can fill the hunger and strengthen the body, is the mainstream here.

And what kind of tea to drink if you have nothing to drink, it is probably cheap, and it will be despised by others.

To put it simply, even if you don't have a meat forest in the wine pool, you still drink tea on a horse, which is not enough to eat? This is no longer a luxury, how useless is this?

And the description of unproductive is obviously much worse than extravagance and waste.

In addition to boiling tea, Pu'er tea bricks are much stronger than clear tea in terms of audience.

These tea bricks are mainly spread outside the border gates, and they are also mostly sold to the barbarian Huqiang.

The main effect, to relieve greasy, but also to make the poop comfortable. . .

Ordinary people's stomachs are fuller than anything else, and this kind of greasy and digestive, fast-hungry things basically won't touch.

Liu Cang's diet is constantly meaty, and the villagers will only make a name for making tea. At home, there are some Pu'er on weekdays, and Cai Yong has long been accustomed to it.

We can question the Han people in any aspect, but in terms of eating and drinking, probably no one can question the Han people's ability to toss.

The Han Dynasty has its own habits and behavioral standards, and from different angles, there are trade-offs and preferences. Whether it's good or not, there's no need to argue.

Cai Yong's fingers dipped in some tea from time to time, and he kept writing and drawing on the desktop, and Liu Cang saw some hexagrams and ancient characters, as well as many strange symbols that he couldn't understand.

As Cai Yong painted more and more, when Cai Yong's brows were slightly wrinkled, the water stains on the earliest paintings had begun to dry up, and Liu Cang was dizzy and dizzy, and finally he couldn't bear to knock on the table.

"Wait, wait, what's this doing?" Liu Cang knocked on the table to interrupt Cai Yong, Cai Yong stopped his movements and subconsciously glared at Liu Cang.

"It's easy." Cai Yong remembered the original purpose and said to Liu Cang.

"These things are I Ching?" Liu Cang questioned.

Liu Cang didn't have a high education in his previous life, and he didn't learn any advanced mathematics, but seeing that this dazzled him, are you sure this thing is not calculus?

"This is a derivation." Cai Yong took it for granted, looked at Liu Cang, whose eyes were a little straight, and said somewhat proudly.

"I'm pushing you." Liu Cang muttered to himself, this is not the same thing as the I Ching he imagined.

"Haha, Haoxuan should know that everyone has their own strengths. Although you are wise, but your strengths are not here, so why bother with it. Cai Yong laughed.

Liu Cang, who is wise or not, doesn't care, but he has already determined that this change has nothing to do with him. This thing is obviously not his thing.

"What do you say about the Ten Meanings of Hanji?" Cai Yan chuckled lightly and was glared at by Liu Cang, and then Liu Cang pointed to the book that Cai Yong asked him to mail and asked.

"Do you know that the old man was expelled." Cai Yong was open-minded and asked Liu Cang.

"Hmm." Liu Cang nodded.

"Before the old man was expelled, he was working with Zigan and others to revise the Dongguan Hanji, and he was exiled, but he was not loyal to the emperor." Cai Yong seemed to regret.

“。。。” Strangeness flashed in Liu Cang's eyes, and he raised his hand to unfold a volume.

"I didn't see you bring books, you are making them up?" Looking at the contents of the book, Liu Cang asked Cai Yong, in exchange for Cai Yong's dissatisfaction.

Liu Cang looked at the content of this book, the so-called Dongguan Hanji, is a history book that records history, which has no substantive significance to most people, and records and modifies some of the history of Guangwu in the Eastern Han Dynasty to the present.

After all, when it comes to the current emperor and his ancestors, it is almost impossible not to beautify and modify it.

However, the personnel allusions involved in it cannot be explained in a few words, it needs to be rigorous, and there is so much information. Liu Cang really questioned that Cai Yong followed his feelings - made up blindly.

"Haha, the vertical son is ignorant, and the old man is in charge of everything." was angry at first, and then saw Liu Cang's unbelievable appearance, Cai Yong laughed and ridiculed.

"Brother Haoxuan, Daddy has the ability to never forget. There is a splendid chest and a collection of thousands of books. Seeing that Liu Cang didn't know why, Cai Yan whispered.

"I..." A word of exercise was held in his throat and did not come out, Liu Cang looked at Cai Yong, who was stroking his beard opposite him, and he really didn't know what to say.

Liu Bei is just that, a future Shu emperor, occasionally open and hang, harmless.

You said, you don't have a background board with no scenes, and you can't forget it. Feelings, do you call this a book collection?

Looking closely at Cai Yong's beard with a grain of corn on the side, Liu Cang pondered that he should let him pose for a while and then remind him.