Li Ruyu felt really good and had to accept this scholar.

He didn't feel at ease at this, and stood up and said, "I'm really sorry to bother Lord Cui, and I didn't prepare any gifts. I hope I won't be surprised."

Cui Sheng laughed a few times, asked Li Ruyu to sit down, and said happily: "Why do you need to see the outside?"

He took the tea brought by the maid and put it down, signaling the maids to leave first without having to guard the door, and then continued: "Li Xiaoqi is here today, don't know if there is any advice?"

Li Ruyu pondered for a moment and made it straight to the point, "I dare not take the advice, but I actually came to ask Lord Cui to borrow some books."

Cui Sheng was stunned, "Borrow a book?"

I used to think that Li Ruyu came because of the Autumn Festival. I never thought that he was borrowing books. Then I thought, could this young man start with calligraphy?

So I came to borrow some famous copybooks from myself.

This is feasible.

However, calligraphy and painting are not something that can be solved by talent. It requires years of accumulation. Which master of calligraphy and painting in Daliang is not something that can be gained after years of immersion.

Li Ruyu nodded, "I went to the bookstore in the city to read it. There are all kinds of books, but there are very few military books about military strategies. There are a few, which are also roughly written and misced. Among them, many things such as military formations and logistics are all done at will, and they are mixed with good and bad, so it is really difficult to get anything."

Military books?

Somewhat unexpected.

Li Ruyu actually wanted to read military books. He didn't want to participate in the art department, or at least he could step up in the Beizhen Fushi. But what does reading military books mean? Do you still want to become famous in the army?

He coughed a few times, "There are a few volumes in my study, but can I ask more?"

Li Ruyu smiled, "Does Lord Cui be puzzled? I am a young man, still in the North Fufu Department, and with Zhao Changyi's support, I am now summoned by Xuan to Lin'an to participate in the art science department. Why do you have to read military books and take this twists and turns?"

Cui Sheng sighed in his heart.

This boy is terriblely mature. No wonder Xie Lang attaches so much importance to it. He feels that the person sitting in front of him is not like a fourteen-year-old boy, but more like a young man in the capital.

Li Ruyu smiled and said, "I don't plan to go to the art department, and the Beizhen Fushi is not a place for a long time. After I use the Beizhen Fushi, I will probably go to the north after I have finished some things."

Currently, there is no plan to leave the North Town Fushi.

To investigate the truth about Yiren, we not only need to have the identity of the Beizhen Fushi, but also have to find a way to go to the Chunlou of Lin'an Zongya to see the archives: What happened in the first year of Yong'an.

All the things that are known to appear on a large scale are all about the first year of Yong'an after Her Majesty the Empress ascended the throne.

Cui Sheng stared at the verge of a verge of a verge of a verge of arts?

What does it mean to be the official propaganda program of the Ministry of Rites to participate in the art subject?

As long as you pass the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, you can be the worst at all, and you can be a Hanlin Academy waiting class. If you have better luck, you will be a Hanlin Academy worshiper. If you have more strength, you will be a real Hanlin Academy talent and you will have all kinds of career opportunities in the future.

Li Ruyu didn't go?!

This is what many scholars dream of, and he is like a look of a waste of shoes.

People compare themselves with others... they are so angry that they are irritated.

Li Ruyu nodded seriously, "Don't go."

After a bitter smile, Cui Sheng had to say, "Okay, I'll search for military books. Do you think I'll wait for a while, or will I send it to you tomorrow?"

Li Ruyu thought for a while, "Let's wait a moment."

Cui Sheng stood up, "Sit for a moment." He walked out of the middle hall and said to the maid below the yard: "Go and bring some snacks."

Li Ruyu came at the time point.

Obviously, he calculated that he had already used food at this time, but he was a understanding boy.

After half an hour, Cui Sheng returned, followed by a slave, hugging a thread-bound book. The magistrate smiled and said, "It's a pity that if I were in Qinghe, I would have more military books. I came to take my post and brought some for the sake of entertainment. I'll give it to you. Let's do it first. If I don't finish reading enough, I'll tell you and I'll send it from Qinghe."

Cui Sheng's career plan is to go to the place of office, then enter the center of the court, go to the six ministries, and then look at the sky and eat. If you can enter the three ministries, it is best. If you can't, you can become a minister.

But I never thought about going to the Privy Council.

The scholars of Daliang are both civil and military. They not only read poetry, books, classics, but also military works, cultivate their own character and have many skills to suppress themselves. What kind of invasion of the Northern Barbarians, scholars will also go to the north to hold troops and resist the enemy.

Of course, if scholars from Daliang were not officials in the Privy Council, most of them would talk about military use on paper.

Governing the country, three provinces, six ministries, nine temples and five supervisors.

To manage troops, of course, the Privy Council is the Privy Council.

There are exceptions, such as the Ministry of War and the Military Arts Supervisor, which contains many Confucian generals who can govern the country with literary talent and military force.

Li Ruyu took a large military book from his servant and bent down to salute Cui Sheng, "Thank you Lord Cui for your kindness, borrow the book, and repay it later."

Cui Sheng laughed.

Li Ruyu said goodbye and left. Cui Sheng followed him to the door. Seeing Li Ruyu disappear at the corner of the street, he then brushed the sleeves of Furu's shirt, covered his chest and sighed, "It hurts so much!"

It hurts.

Heart hurts even more.

Although these military books are only part of the military books in Qinghe collection, they are all of their military books in Jiangqiuzhou. Many of them are rare books, and one is from the Jingzhong of the Daliang Soldier God Yue - of course, it is a handwritten copy.

But these books are not available on the market.

Just that book is worth ten thousand yuan, how can you not feel sorry for it...

Seeing this, the doormen on the side were secretly funny, but they did not dare to show it on their faces, because the master glared at him: "The fact that Li Ruyu borrowed books must not be known by outsiders."

What do you know what Li Ruyu will do in the future?

If I make a mistake in the future, I will borrow books today, which will leave a huge trouble for my career.

But behind the rich family, a young man, also wearing a blue dress like a flower and a warm face. At first glance, he looked like a little bit like a Xie Jiawanxi. He held a folding fan in his hand and swayed suavely. His hair was fluttering in the wind, and he was very scholarly.

"Mr. Tuanzhou, this is your fault. Since you have already borrowed a book, how can you pick it clearly?"

Cui Sheng looked depressed, "My Master Liu Yue, remember what you said, you have to make up for me with eleven military books, otherwise don't blame me for turning against others. It's useless for your Shangshu Dad to come!"

There is a daughter in the Xie family, whose name is Wanxi and whose courtesy name is Daoyuan.

It will definitely be named "Yongxulu".

There is a man in the Xie family, whose name is Changjin and whose courtesy name is Liuyue.

If you make a big move next year, you will definitely win the first place.

Coincidentally, this is a pair of uncles and nephews. Chen County thanked him right, and wanted the big roc to spread its wings, so he rushed to Chen County.

Xie Changjin, who is as gentle as jade, is serious, "No eleven books."

Cui Sheng suddenly felt more and more painful and heartbroken, and was about to be in a bad mood, but he heard the young man smile and said, "There is a book called "Spring Sound", which is not a hand-written rare book. I wonder if Lord Cui is interested in borrowing, borrowing, and borrowing."

Cui Sheng immediately smiled, "Take it serious?"

"The Strong Spring" seems to be a collection of essays, but no scholar in Daliang knows that this is the work of Baili Chunxiang, a soldier of Dayan, and it is a masterpiece.

Xie Changjin didn't say anything, but just looked at the direction where Li Ruyu disappeared in the distance, and said, "Don't let down what he hopes..."
Chapter completed!