I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

"My son, my son."

Hearing the familiar voice beside his ear, Li Mu showed a sly smile.

Then, without opening his eyes, he reached out and grasped the slender waist that was in front of the bed into his arms.

"Ah, sir!"

This scene was unexpected for Xiao Zhao. She blushed and struggled to escape from Li Mu's arms.

In panic, she straightened her messed up dress, turned back and looked around subconsciously.

Li Mu looked at the scene in front of him and was in a good mood:

"It's great to see our Xiao Zhao as soon as I open my eyes!"

When Xiao Zhao heard what Li Mu said, she felt so ashamed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in. She thought:

"If other people heard this, they would think it was true."

Thinking of the embarrassing thing, Xiao Zhao turned around and ran out of the house.

Li Mu laughed dryly twice, looked at the basin beside the bed, and said self-deprecatingly:

"I've fallen. I'm beginning to miss the feeling of being served."

As he spoke, Li Mu picked up the soft towel in the basin and began to wash.

At this time, in the study room of the courtyard.

Xiao Zhao was like a little housekeeper, directing a group of maids and servants to sort the bamboo slips into different categories and arrange them neatly on the bookshelves on both sides.

After finishing his breakfast, Li Mu practiced the Hidden Edge Technique several times in the backyard.

Feeling that nothing had changed compared to before, I walked towards the study.

Then I saw many maids and servants gathered at the door of the study.

Li Mu did not stop. He nodded slightly to the maids and servants who greeted him along the way, then walked into the study and sat down at the desk.

Looking at the bookshelf filled with bamboo slips, he turned around and looked at Xiao Zhao beside him:

"Xiao Zhao, how did you do what the young master asked you to do last night?"

"These were all sent by Miss San early in the morning."

When Xiao Zhao heard Li Mu's question, she pointed to the bookshelves on both sides of the study and said in a coquettish voice.

Li Mu glanced at the bookshelves on both sides, then looked at Xiao Zhao in confusion, with a questioning look in his eyes:

"All bamboo slips? No paper books?"

"Sir, what is paper?"

Xiao Zhao also looked at Li Mu with a confused look on her face. The two of them stared at each other, and there was a sudden silence in the room.

"Haha, it's okay, just go get some, I'll take a look first."

Li Mu was speechless.

He remembered very clearly that the paper seals before the time travel should have existed in the Han Dynasty, and the skill books of this dynasty were not right at all.

He vaguely remembered that when he touched Li Linger's silver spear, he knew it was definitely not made of ordinary steel. In the palace, there were countless iron and steel tools and utensils.

"That is to say, some technologies of this dynasty are still at least at the level of the pre-Qin period, while some technologies have surpassed those of the Han Dynasty and even the Northern and Southern Dynasties."

"Mr. Gongzi."

While Li Mu was in a trance, Xiao Zhao had already placed the bamboo slips on the table and stood beside Li Mu with a slightly red face, head lowered, and a soft voice.

Seeing this, Li Mu was slightly stunned and thought to himself,

"No way, what's going on? Am I so skilled that I can't help but flirt with this girl when I'm distracted?"

"Yes, do you want Xiao Zhao to read it to you?"

After hearing Xiao Zhao's words, Li Mu suddenly realized.

"My goodness, this girl is addicted, hehe, am I so charming?"

"No, there's not much time. I can read it faster myself."

Although Li Mu was also longing for it, he was short of time. The bamboo slips were difficult to read already, and if he was teased by the little girl, bad things would definitely happen.

Li Mu never considered himself a gentleman, and when it came to resisting beauty, he had basically no resistance.

Li Mu picked up and put down the bamboo slips one by one.

Li Mu was already certain in his mind that, although there were some slight discrepancies, the literary level of this world, mostly classics, was indeed in the style of a time travel to the Former Qin Dynasty.

What Li Mu cares most about are the eight classics that are most revered by contemporary Confucianists.

"Eight? Aren't there nine books, Four Books and Five Classics?"

Li Mu looked up with confusion, and the setting sun was already hanging in the sky.

Only then did he come back to his senses and look beside him, but Xiao Zhao had already disappeared.

"Sir, Miss Three invites you to have dinner in the front hall."

At this time, Xiao Zhao pushed the door open and said obediently.

Li Mu was still somewhat immersed in the massive amount of information he had just read, and he replied subconsciously:

"Got it, let's go."

Li Mu walked in a corridor that seemed to have no end.

Then I began to recall the information I had received previously.

It is now certain that for some reason, the Book of Songs did not appear in this world.

Although Li Mu had never read these classics before traveling through time, he still felt that there were many differences among them.

Especially the "Book of Documents" and "Spring and Autumn Annals", the contents inside are extremely imaginative.

What is revealed between the lines is more about legends about gods and ghosts. If the names were not the same as what he remembered, Li Mu would have thought that he was reading Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio with a different skin.

"Second brother, are you brewing a poem?"

While thinking, Li Mu suddenly realized that he had arrived at the door of the main hall. Li Ling'er was looking at him with a smirk on her face and her words were teasing.

"This girl has been smiling more recently. It's not like what Xiao Zhao said. It seems that her usual coolness is just an act."

Li Mu ignored Li Ling'er, walked to the table, sat down, and lowered his head to eat.

Li Ling'er felt like she had hit a snag and was bored. She ignored Li Mu and sipped softly, pretending to be a lady.

Li Wu, who was eating his meal with his head down, secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought,

"It seems that my second brother didn't write the poem. What a close call."

At this time, Li Mu put down his chopsticks, looked up at Li Ling'er, and tried to ask:

"The jianjia is green and the white dew is like frost. The so-called beauty is on the side of the water."

While reciting, he looked at the expression on Li Linger's face.

Li Mu confirmed that before he traveled through time, this poem "Jian Jia" in the Book of Songs was one of the most widely circulated poems. If this world existed, someone must have heard of it.

However, to Li Mu's disappointment, Li Ling'er's expression did not change. Instead, she looked back at Li Mu with confusion.

Seeing this, Li Mu did not give up, and continued to recite dozens of poems in the Book of Songs that left a deep impression on him and that he remembered clearly.

"Really not."

But when he saw the increasingly confused look on Li Ling'er's face, Li Mu finally accepted this fact.

pat.

Following the sound of chopsticks falling to the ground, Li Mu and the other man looked at Li Wu standing beside them.

Li Wu's eyes were wide open, his mouth opened into a European shape, and he looked at Li Mu as if he were a monster.

"Xiao Wu?"

Li Wu finally reacted after hearing Li Ling'er's call. Seeing that Li Mu and the other man were looking at him inquiringly, he forgot how to start talking for a moment.

"Xiao Wu?"

Li Linger shouted again with a slightly heavier tone.

Only then did Li Wu recover from his great shock and said, "I'm fine."

"Have you heard of it?"

Li Mu saw Li Wu's reaction and asked anxiously.

"No, no, no, I haven't heard of it."

Li Wu stuttered for a long while, exhaled deeply, and like a little adult, he gave Li Mu a slight scholar's salute.

"I am sorry for being rude, please forgive me, brother."

As he spoke, Li Wu stood up, took two steps back, and bowed deeply to Li Mu.

"What's wrong with this child? Is it because he has too little homework and is becoming insane because of idleness?"

Li Mu looked at Li Wu, totally confused about the boy's behavior.

"I'm asking you, have you ever heard the poem I just read before?"

Li Mu didn't care about anything else at the moment, so he went straight to the point.

"No, no, I would never dare to doubt Second Brother's talent. Second Brother is a genius, and I really admire him."

Hearing this, Li Mu roughly figured out what was wrong with this naughty kid. It seemed that the "Book of Songs" was most likely lost, but it was not certain yet.

Then he thought of Li Ling'er's behavior just now and was slightly stunned.

"Oh my god, this girl probably didn't understand a word I said."

Turned to look at Li Linger.

At this time, Li Linger finally reacted, her face turned red, she snorted coldly, and stood up and left.

An angry voice came from the air:

"Xiao Wu, come meet me in the study later!"