Good Life in Qin Dynasty

Is there a problem?

Of course it is no problem!

"What books do you like to read?" Li Jiyang changed the subject.

"Know Braille, Zhao Guo's characters." Ying Zheng replied in a low voice, looking a little lonely.

His character was taught by A Niang, and she only knows Zhao's characters. The Zhao country's prefect who guards them will not teach him to read and write, let alone teach him Qin's characters.

To teach is also to teach Zhao Guo's writing, which has nothing to do with Qin Guo!

"Oh oh oh!" Li Jiyang really wanted to hit himself.

"Then what kind of books do you like to read?" Ying Zheng quickly asked Li Jiyang.

"Qin Lu!" Li Jiyang blurted out immediately.

Li Jiyangyang used to hold the photo of Yunmeng Qinjian, and Li Jiyangyang salivated when he saw the photo. When he was able to meet Qin Jian, he would touch and take a look at it almost every day, even though he didn’t know many words. .

There is no one in this family who knows all the characters!

Including Butler Li Zhong, he only knew a little bit.

"Qin Lu!" Ying Zheng measured his eyes.

"I'll take you to have a look!" Li Jiyang immediately hit the snake with the stick: "Let's go!"

He stretched out his hand and excitedly pulled Ying Zheng up. This is Qin Shihuang's hand!

I really don't want to let go!

Ying Zheng's face turned red. He and his peers only fight, but they have never held hands before!

Usually he fights with older children. When he lost a fight before, his mother would cry when she returned home and give him medicine with tears in her eyes. Later, when he grew up, he won every fight!

Of course, when I got home, my mother would also cry. When I gave him medicine, she would cry when she saw the injuries on her body.

A Niang did not cry loudly, but shed tears silently. That kind of silent sadness would surround the two of them for a long time. Later, he tried not to get hurt when he fought.

The two went to the living room, where Li Jiyang's letters were placed in a small pile, and Li Jiyang and Ying Zheng sat down cross-legged.

"Look, this is Qin Lu!" Li Jiyang took out a bamboo slip: "This is Tian Lu!"

Ying Zheng touched the Qin slips with excitement in his eyes. He is from Qin, but he grew up in Zhao. He has never seen Qin characters, let alone read books.

"Open it and have a look!" Li Jiyang was very understanding.

If it were anyone who returned to his homeland, he would be so excited that he couldn't describe it in words. What's more, he was still a member of the royal family.

Ying Zheng opened it obediently, and he found the text inside to be very beautiful!

"What does rain do? <shu>, and lure (show) millet, do you use books to speak? <shu> crops, lure (show) millet, and pig (cultivate) fields? There are no (no) crops." Li Jiyang said He stumbled, and some places were even more vague.

Ying Zheng looked at him and said nothing.

"Well, I don't know some words." Li Jiyang said the reason honestly: "I was halfway through my studies, and I was called back by my family."

"You were called back by your family halfway through your studies?" Ying Zheng couldn't understand.

Li Jiyang had no choice but to tell him about the unlucky history of the Li family, and finally sighed to himself: "If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have come!"

If it wasn't for escorting the treasure, he wouldn't have fallen into the sinkhole, wouldn't have triggered the explosion system on the safe, and wouldn't have been blown up here.

Speaking of it, it was a bitter tear!

He lived well in modern times, and his archaeological research is incomparable; all of a sudden, he got the Warring States Period for him!

A majestic university graduate, a rising star in the archaeological world, all of them were high-achieving students with high scores in the college entrance examination, but when they come here, they can't even read all the words!

"Your family is also for the state of Qin." Ying Zheng didn't expect that the Li family still had such a tragic past, no wonder the funeral cloth was hung up three layers.

One level of family filial piety, two levels of national filial piety.

The whole family was almost dead, and Li Jiyang could still laugh, thanks to his good temper.

"Then you teach me, you can teach me how to write." Ying Zheng pointed at Qin Jian and looked at Li Jiyang.

Teach the male god to read and write!

Li Jiyang immediately taught Yingzheng how to read with great interest, and even took out the silk cloth. When he wanted to write, he remembered that he had no pen and ink!