"What does Your Highness remember?" Jian Xun's voice hoarseness, his eyes staring like a copper bell.

Qin Wei's eyes and eyebrows frowned, scratched his black temples, and said, "Pingyuan people killed Tian Rong. King Xiang established Tian Fei as King Qi. Later, King Xiang was brutal and set fire to the city in the North Sea and killed Tian Rong's surrendered soldiers, most of which were old, young, women and children, so Qi rebelled again. Later, Tian Rong's younger brother Tian Heng collected scattered soldiers from Qi, gathered tens of thousands, and raised an army in Chengyang..."

Jian Xun was surprised and chased Qin Weng and asked, "Have you read "Records of the Grand Historian"?"

Qin Weijun's face turned red, her tall and thin body bowed, and bowed, "I dare not say I have read it. I just took Shen Shigong as my teacher a few days ago, and the teacher ordered memorization. So I just turned it over again."

The Jane brothers looked at each other and laughed.

Jian Xun grabbed Qin Wei's hand, pulled him behind him, glared at his brother and said, "I will take Your Highness to read it again, read the information again, and compare it with "Records of the Grand Historian" to ensure that there is no danger. My brother advised me to Lord Shangshu and offered wine, and he would not be allowed to compete with me!"

Jian Di was always helpless in this nerdy brother of his family, so he had to spread his hands and said, "Yes, yes, yes! I'll talk."

Jian Xunli ordered the sergeant: "The first cabinet is brought out all the things."

As he said that, he sat down on the ground and planned to start construction like this.

Jian Di held his forehead and had to order the sergeant himself: "Turn a desk over, and there are also Shiro's pen, ink, paper and ink."

But I was not so polite to Qin Wu, so I arranged an errand for him and said, "Your Highness, let's follow my tenth brother for the time being. Today I feel wronged, I will send you pens and inks. If your Highness has a more suitable pen and inkstone, I will bring it tomorrow."

Qin Wu didn't say a word of nonsense. He perfunctorily said "yes", and suddenly squatted down, and came over Jian Xun with great enthusiasm, asking in a low voice: "Mr. Jian, where do I start?"

Jian Xun pointed to the box: "You can take the first volume there first and read it from beginning to end."

Qin Wei jumped up and took out the first volume of the book in the box, and took out the precious and important place. He followed Jian Xun and sat cross-legged on the ground, lowered his head and started reading from the first page.

The decorated jade belt fell down, covering his eyes. Qin You pulled it down and threw it to the side without leaving the book.

Erjian looked at him and couldn't help but smile a satisfied smile on his face.

Jian Di left silently, but for a moment he ordered people to lay a whole straw mat in the hall, sent a blank booklet with him, and ordered someone to pass on the message: "The book case takes up space instead, you can write it in your hand."

In the early Tang Dynasty, there were few papers and many simplified papers. Most people held the simplified papers in their left hand and the pen in their right hand, and just held them up and wrote them up.

It was only after Taizu ascended the throne that he gradually became more paper than bamboo slips from the court to the people.

Jian Xun was very familiar with writing in the book, but Qin Wei looked at his posture and was curious and admiring him for a while, before he learned to use it.

What surprised Jian Xun was a good character from Qin Wen: "Your Highness's calligraphy is very good, just like a dragon."

Qin Wei smiled bitterly uneasy: "When my sister and I were a female history left by my mother's mother before, I was taken care of. At that time, I was called copying books when I made a mistake. So my sister and I were pretty good at taking advantage of the words."

Jian Xun laughed silently: "Dare you be the Maiden Officer Meng in the Empress Dowager?"

Qin Wei was surprised: "How did Mr. Xiao Jian know?"

"The eunuchs and palace ladies in this palace who were taught by her, and even Princess Ruhui, whom we, Pei Ji Restaurant, learned from her for a while, have all written good words. It is said that they were all obtained by being punished to copy books...

"A few days ago, your teacher, Mr. Chen, came here once, and I don't know what to say. Isn't Ms. Meng teaching Miss Chen now? Mr. Chen also laughed and said that his lady's handwriting has made great progress now!"

Jian Xun laughed.

Why did it get stuck on Chen Er again?

Why can’t I avoid Chen Er anywhere?

Qin Yi's smile became more and more reluctant.

Fortunately, Jian Xun then lowered his head and immersed himself in the pile of old papers again, muttering to himself that he had compared the books and old materials.

Teacher Shen asked himself to recite "Records of the Grand Historian". Is it not to make a big book to take up his time? It is to increase his bargaining chips for himself to participate in the compilation of large books?

Qin Wei's eyes fell on the book in his hand, and his mind was unstable.

Although he told Princess Linbo that he would walk straight along the road paved by Chen Xinyan for him, he still had three doubts about Chen Xinyan's intention.

Since you refuse to marry your daughter to yourself, why are you so kind to yourself?

He is not afraid of holding a grudge and taking revenge on the Shen family after he is rich?

——Does he believe in his character like this?

Or, he thought he could reason and allowed him to use these kindness to redeem Chen Er's sin of refusing to marry him?

Qin Wei's heart inexplicably felt a hint of warmth and joy.

——Chen Xinyan is treating himself as a smart and sensible adult.

It is not just a fooling child, nor is it really disgusting with one's identity, nor does it mean that one is a "arrogant playboy" like others.

Apart from his relatives like his sister and Aunt Meng, he is the first one...

"Your Highness, have you finished watching?" Jian Xun's voice came from afar.

Qin Wu looked up, Jian Xun had already climbed to another corner of the hall, holding a few pages of paper in his hand and frowned.

"A few lines are left." Qin Weng replied hurriedly.

"Finish reading it soon, come and help me see if the things on these pages are in conflict with "Records of the Grand Historian" - I have too many things in my mind, and I'm a little confused." Jane Xun turned around and knocked on his forehead.

Qin Weng agreed and stood up, looking at Cheng Shu in his hand with a look at him, walking towards Jian Xun. When he walked to him, the book closed, took the paper in Jian Xun's hand, glanced over, and said, "There is no conflict, the words used in some different words, so the meaning is no problem. The words used in Cheng Shu are the same as this one. Do you think you want to change them to the words used in the Records of the Grand Historian? If you want them, I will dig them out."

Jian Xun's eyes became more and more satisfied, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, please look out, then find a blank booklet, and write all three parts. Let's discuss it later."

Qin Wei turned around and went to work hard.

Jian Xunqi pulled his shoes and ran out to find his cousin.

Unexpectedly, I heard the old Secretary Yan hummingly saying: "...Fu Banyan, everyone here has been here for seven or eight years. You just rely on the identity of the third prince's cousin to squeeze in and get a share of the pie, and use this credit to seek wealth and prosperity in the future! Your cousin has a better memory and is not worthy of the four words of being ignorant!"

Jian Xun became more and more angry as he listened. He pushed the door in, and his hoarse voice was never so high: "Editing this big book requires the third prince to have the memory of his memory. As the saying goes, he is not good at learning and is not good at it. His prince also took the Jinshi exam. I heard that he also entered the second grade..."

Old Shangshu Yan sneered: "It's just the third place!"
Chapter completed!