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After Xiao Zhouheng woke up in the middle of the night, he found that Li Zhongnan had wrapped up his wound and sent him back to his room.Seeing Xiao Zhouheng woke up, Bie Hong excitedly praised the eighth young master for his suave and ups and downs, and that face that was even more bewitching than the sixth young master and Qu Gongzi.

Xiao Zhouheng thought of Li Zhongnan's action today, he must have looked at his body, and felt a little embarrassed, and then heard Bie Hong and said: "But it's so strange, the eighth young master asked the maidservant how he slept on the night of July [-]th. .”

The night was dark, Bie Hong had never seen Xiao Zhouheng's froze face: "How did you say that?"

Bie Hong sighed: "What can I say? Naturally, yes, sir, it's not that I don't know about my slave's lethargy."

Xiao Zhouheng nodded, and Bie Hong brought up another issue—Master Li Yunwu, the Eighteenth Young Master, had already recruited this book and borrowed it from Xiao Zhouheng.

Mrs. Zeng remembered that Li Zhongnan mentioned that Xiao Zhouheng had been to Jiaofang Division that night, and Mrs. Zeng asked the housekeeper to deduct half a month's money from Xiao Zhouheng in a fit of anger.

But how this book got into Mrs. Zeng's gown, no one knows.

This thing just turned around.

But Xiao Zhouheng couldn't turn the page.

"This little bastard." In the haze and pain, Xiao Zhouheng turned over and sat on the ground, and said to Bie Hong: "Go and tell the young master and miss early in the morning, class!"

It was the first time for Biehong to see a naked-chested man, although most of them were wrapped in gauze, but Xiao Zhouheng's cock could still be glimpsed in the moonlight.Bie Hong was naturally flushed with embarrassment, and quickly covered her eyes, leaving only a gap: "Sir, sir, you'd better go back to bed, the ground is cold."

When Xiao Zhouheng opened his eyes again, it was the early morning of July [-]th. After entering the study, Xiao Zhouheng naturally didn't say anything to Li Yunwu, took out the book and started talking as usual.

"Last time we talked about Kuangjie, today we will talk about Wu Chengjie: a big country will not lose its prestige, and a small country will not lose its humbleness..." Xiao Zhouheng caught a glimpse of Li Yunwang staring at him from the corner of his eye, his eyes were clear, so he said, "Master Nineteen, what's the problem?"

Li Yunwang hesitated, and asked, "Mr. Jueyan, history books are so obscure, why should we study them?"

Li Longsha asked: "Are all the history books correct?"

Li Yunwu also asked, "Who compiled the history books?"

Xiao Zhouheng thought in his heart, "It's finally here."

Xiao Zhouheng put the book aside and said: "What about history? History is Zhezu, and history is the root of the source. There are two reasons for studying history. One is to benefit yourself and cultivate yourself. There are nine temples in history, and nine temples. There are sages and sages in the world. How are sages and sages? If you can see the way of sages and sages from history, you will know what sages are like. If you understand the way of sages and sages, you can be among the ranks of gentlemen."

"Secondly, it can help others to build a country. Born in a noble family, you should not only see Gaotai Quchi and Yuqingwanguan in your eyes, but also remember that the ruins in history are withered. If you become an official in the future, you must not follow the same path track, to regenerate the mistakes in history.”

"As a citizen of our dynasty and a descendant of China, it is even more important to study history and know a thing or two about the events and characters recorded in the history books." Xiao Zhouheng naturally didn't expect himself to speak in such a general way, how much the three dolls understood, his gaze After sinking, he continued, "If someday I go to the country to teach people to dominate, even if I am forced to be sent to the people or learn the barbarian language, but the spirit will not die, the country can be restored."

"Answer Miss Twenty's question again, all the books in the world are edited by the Publication Bureau." Xiao Zhouheng said, "The Publication Bureau is a department of our dynasty, loyal to the Holy One, and employs nine-rank or above civil servants, or public writers. .”

The Bureau of Books, the place where we are in charge of compiling and revising books in our dynasty, is divided into two categories of civil servants, one is temporarily employed, for example, talented and knowledgeable people can take up the post.The second category, the employment of eternal life, seems to be dealing with pre-compiled books on the surface, but more importantly, it is to convey information through manuscripts.

The second type of civil servants is called public pen officials by the world.

The Bureau of Writings has been implemented since the previous emperors. It was indeed a good way to control the country and centralize power at first. These scattered public writers hide in the streets and alleys of Shifang. It's the accountant at the end of the street, as long as anyone who can read a few words and has ever mentioned a pen is likely to be a public pen official.

From the hands of the official writer, on the surface it may be a letter from home or a prescription. It doesn’t matter if others take it and read it. After all, there is no way to decipher the mystery. Only the insiders of the official writer can know the method of deciphering. .

Compared with the word test in the army, it is more complicated.

This was supposed to be a perfect strategy, but it was slowly shelved due to the high cost and too long time of training public writers. After all, to become a public writer, one must not only know how to hide one's identity, but also read hundreds of books and learn the gossip of the Book of Changes. It is only necessary to be familiar with the heavenly stems and earthly branches, otherwise it will be impossible to convey information, or teach people to see through it at a glance.

Since Zhong Bugui became an official in the court decades ago, this position was secretly revived. I don't know when the game has gradually become black and white on the chessboard, which is used by Zhong Bugui alone.By the time everyone reacted, Zhong Bugui's fishhook had already been thrown towards me in the direction of east, west, north and south.On the surface, the Bureau of Writings is still used by the current Holy Majesty, but secretly everyone knows that this official writer is working for Zuo Chengzhong.

The few children didn't know how the mere question of studying history would lead to the destruction of the country, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay.After a long time, Li Longsha blinked, and asked, "Is Mr. a public writer?"

Xiao Zhouheng smiled, spread out the scroll in his hand, and hid his eyes between the lines: "Of course not."

After class, Xiao Zhouheng remembered that Li Zhongnan told him to go to his place to change his medicine.Originally Xiao Zhouheng wanted to find the doctor in Li's house, but he was still not there.Due to the pain from the wound, Xiao Zhouheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and go looking for Li Zhongnan.

Xiao Zhouheng was walking zigzagging in the garden, when he suddenly heard that the courtyard was very noisy today, and saw some unfamiliar servant girls busy back and forth.

"What's the matter over there?" Xiao Zhouheng was curious and stopped a servant girl to ask.

"Mr. Yan Yan, the Seventeenth Young Master has returned from the capital."

The seventeenth young master Li Yunde, Xiao Zhouheng only met once, and it is said that he was in the capital Taixue, where he studied under the academician of the Hanlin University, but Xiao Zhouheng only had a vague outline in his mind about the specifics.

Xiao Zhouheng inadvertently raised his eyes, looked from a distance, and saw a person in the distance among the tiles in the long corridor, who was talking and laughing with the sixth young master Li Yunyi at the edge of a pool, as if leaning over to detect carp in the water, that person The corners of the eyes are slightly upturned, and they actually have the same phoenix eyes as Yin Jiuchu.It was a picturesque scene for a pair of Jinxiu young masters, but for some reason, that person gave Xiao Zhouheng a very bad feeling.

At the moment Xiao Zhouheng didn't want to think too much, avoided the crowd and went to Qiushui Pavilion.

There was no servant girl outside the small courtyard, and no one knew who would serve Li Zhongnan after Yuying left, Xiao Zhouheng lightly knocked on the wooden door, but Li Zhongnan came to greet her in person.

Li Zhongnan smiled: "Mr. Jueyan, do you still feel unwell?"

Xiao Zhouheng's face blushed inexplicably, and then he smelled the mixture of herbs and incense, and his mouth stumbled a little: "Yes...you are welcome, Mr. Eighth, I'll just...just."

"That's good, just take it off." Li Zhongnan invited Xiao Zhouheng to sit down, and put tea on the table, but saw that the man didn't move for a long time.Li Zhongnan's mouth twitched, and he smiled again, "I watched everything I should have seen last night, so why be shy."

Xiao Zhouheng had no choice but to sit on the round stool, except for his long gown and middle coat, revealing a piece of white neck and back, the fly in the ointment is the gauze that Li Zhongnan wrapped up for him last night, covering a large area of ​​the scenery.

It was the first time for Xiao Zhouheng to come to Qiushui Pavilion. On the table were some medicinal materials he didn't recognize and several pieces of paper with writing on them. Besides, there were also nine needles and some pharmaceutical tools, which must have been from the doctor of the family Take it there.A mica screen separates the front hall from the back room, and there is a small incense burner in the corner.

Li Zhongnan walked around behind Xiao Zhouheng, carefully removed the gauze for him, and brushed Xiao Zhouheng's exposed skin with his fingers from time to time, every time he touched it, it was full of itchiness, which made Xiao Zhouheng straighten out trembling.Xiao Zhouheng never thought that it would take so long to unload the gauze, it took Li Zhongnan a long time to stop.Then there was a rubbing sound in Xiao Zhouheng's ears, it seemed that Li Zhongnan was concocting a potion.

The two of them were alone in the room, silent and speechless, Xiao Zhouheng didn't know where the embarrassment and embarrassment came from, he just felt that it was very hard to bear the moment he stepped into this room.

Li Zhongnan is skillful, and he applied medicine for Xiao Zhouheng behind his back. When he touched the wound, he still felt the slightest pain. Xiao Zhouheng dodged subconsciously, but was supported by Li Zhongnan. His movements and words were extremely gentle , as if coaxing himself like a child: "Don't move, it will be fine, and the pain won't hurt after applying the medicine, just bear with it."

Li Zhongnan's hands were slightly ice-warm, and Xiao Zhouheng's blood surged even more, sweat appeared on his forehead in a moment, and his whole body was as hot as boiled shrimp.Naturally, Li Zhongnan also noticed that Xiao Zhouheng was strange, but he didn't say anything, and still wrapped the gauze around him.

After finishing the work, Xiao Zhouheng was about to get up to thank him, when he saw Li Zhongnan squatting in front of him in an instant, stretched out his hand to pinch Xiao Zhouheng's right cheek, and gently picked a few strands of his ear with his fingertips Qingsi whispered: "Your back is so beautiful, naturally I won't let it leave any scars."

Although Xiao Zhouheng was prepared, he still didn't guard against such a move, and the redness on his face suddenly became deeper: "You...what are you going to do."

Li Zhongnan moved forward a few more inches, the distance was very close, the breath was deep, and it seemed that he was about to touch the tip of his nose, those bright eyes that suddenly approached Xiao Zhouheng actually hid millions of emotions, making him feel like a ghost Closed eyes.

This is the case on a good day, misleadingly concealing a good fate, the solution is the same as mine, just to keep you for a while.

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps, and a small figure stood outside the door, as if about to push the door open——

"Eighth Young Master, are you in the room?" Bishan asked outside the room, "Sixth Young Master asked you to go to the yamen."

Li Zhongnan frowned slightly, then got up, and separated the Chu River Han boundary with Xiao Zhouheng.

Xiao Zhouheng opened his eyes, let out a long sigh of relief, turned his head to cover his ears and looked away, secretly blaming himself for the unfounded expectation just now, but his heart was like a drumming banquet, and he couldn't stop for a while.

If you want to ask what's going on at the yamen, it's that Fu Er was caught.

But the strange thing is that Fu Er walked into the Yamen by himself, saying that he wanted to report to the officials.And the reason for reporting to the official was that he was robbed of money after being beaten by his elder brother Fu Da.

The author has something to say: The lines that Xiao Zhouheng lent to Li Yunwu for Fengyue: Chapter 5, Chapter 14.

Shen Qian (one sound of qian) and he (two sounds of he), the word Yuanzhu (four tones of zhu), is taken from Tao Yuanming's "Miscellaneous Poems": "Mighty ambition is everywhere, Qian He thinks about Yuanzhu."

Gong Liangzhang (ze four tones), the word Zhiyan, is taken from Liu Zhen, "Miscellaneous Poems": "Chi Han has no time to eat, and Ri Zan doesn't know Yan."