Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Man Bao took out the newly bought "Shangshu", first stumbled through the first chapter, then spread out the pen and paper, and tried to break a sentence.

Finally she picked up the pen, and the cook said outside the study: "Sir, it's time for lunch."

Man Bao felt that "Shangshu" was too difficult, so after lunch, she read it again with the book in her hand, and then tried to break the first sentence.

Bai Erlang had already put away the table and went to take a nap, Zhou Zhoulang went somewhere, and Zhou Lijun also went out.

Mr. Zhuang walked behind Man Bao, watched her break a few sentences, and nodded slightly.

He didn't bother Man Bao, but turned around and went back to his room for a lunch break.

Man Bao only leaned on the table for more than a quarter of an hour at noon, and then went to the yard to fetch a basin of cold water to wash his face, and returned to the study in good spirits.

Mr. Zhuang didn't let her study alone, so he brought his "Shangshu" to the study in the afternoon, and after assigning homework to Bai Erlang for him to preview, he began to teach Manbao the correct sentence reading.

Most of the sentences she made were correct, but there were always some mistakes.

Mr. Zhuang read the first text once, while Man Bao directly drew a sentence on the book with a pen and read it.

Mr. Zhuang glanced down. He had already discovered that the symbols used by Manbao to read sentences were much richer than the existing ones.

In addition to the commonly used ".", ", and "?", there are also "," and ":" that he has never seen in other books. When she was younger, it may be because her brain is not enough. He didn't have time to use these sentences when reading, and his favorite is to use slashes to divide them.

Mr. Zhuang has also gotten used to her reading symbols, and he did not express any objection, because he has his own unique symbols to distinguish sentence reading, but after watching it for a long time, it may also be because Bai Shan and Bai Er also learned from her. After reading such a sentence, he also felt that her sentence was more suitable.

Mr. Zhuang waited for her to finish the sentence before he said: "Shangshu is different from other books."

Man Bao looked up at him.

Mr. Zhuang paused and said: "Actually, the "Shangshu" is also considered a history book. People often say that the "Shangshu" is a fake."

"Huh?" Man Bao's eyes widened.

Mr. Zhuang smiled when he saw it, and stretched out his hand to pat her on the head, but when he realized that his disciple was not young, he withdrew his hand again and said with a smile: "The "Shangshu" is said to be the legacy of the "Three Graves and Five Classics". It was handed down by Fu Sheng in the Han Dynasty, but later King Lu Gong found another "Shangshu" when he demolished a section of the wall of Confucius' former residence."

Not only Man Bao was dumbfounded, but Bai Erlang, who was writing beside him, couldn't help but raise his head.

When Mr. Zhuang saw it, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "That's why people in the world call the former "Jin Wen Shang Shu", and the latter "Gu Wen Shang Shu"."

The smile in Mr. Zhuang's eyes slowly disappeared, and he sighed: "It's a pity that after the war, after the Wei Dynasty, all the ancient and modern "Shangshu" were lost."

Man Bao couldn't help but look down at the "Shangshu" in his hand, "Then this..."

Mr. Zhuang was silent for a while and then said: "This is a recompilation of later generations after collecting scattered articles."

Man Bao looked at her husband's face, blinked suspiciously, and asked, "Don't you believe me, sir?"

Mr. Zhuang was silent for a long time until Manbao's neck was almost stiff, then he sighed and said quietly: "I checked many classics for my teacher, and found that some historians suspected that this "Shangshu" was fabricated by later generations, the real "Shangshu" All the "Shangshu" have been lost. However, the teacher is weak and the books he can read are limited, so it is not difficult to draw a conclusion."

Man Bao looked down at the book in his hand and asked: "Then do we still need to study "Shangshu"?"

"Of course there is," Mr. Zhuang said with a smile: "Historical materials cannot be judged solely on the basis of authenticity, because..."

Mr. Zhuang frowned, and found that it was not easy to teach. He paused for a while before coming up with an appropriate example, and motioned her to take a pen to record, "Today, you write down the words 'three chickens for breakfast', and then write down The paper was sealed, and after thousands of years, some descendants took it out, is this historical material true?"

Man Bao thought for a while and said: "Forget it, this is not a forgery, it was indeed written by me, an ancient man."

Mr. Zhuang nodded, "Then I ate three eggs today, and those three eggs are still flat?"

Man Bao shook his head.

"So you see, is this historical material true or false?"

Man Bao shook his head and nodded.

Mr. Zhuang said with a smile: "These ancient books are also the same. When they are passed on, they will be modified and expanded by later generations, such as "Shui Jing Zhu". This is a very successful expansion and modification; the text will also be changed. , in name only..."

"As for this "Shangshu", due to our limited ability, we have very little income. No one knows what kind of situation it is, but this book has been studied by others, which shows that it has the value of learning." Mr. Zhuang said : "The "Shangshu" has a lot of records, the most important of which are sixteen characters."

Mr. Zhuang said word by word: "People's hearts are only in danger, and Dao's heart is only weak; there is only one essence, and you are allowed to stick to it. This is the way to be a king."

Bai Erlang read it twice and found it difficult to understand, so he called out, "Sir, is this a bit different from what you said before to be a king?"

Man Bao was thinking about it, when he heard the words, he patted his head with his backhand, and said: "It's really stupid, this gentleman is not that gentleman, this is the way to be an emperor."

Bai Erlang stared, lowered his voice instantly, looked around and asked in a low voice, "Sir, is it okay for us to learn this?"

Mr. Zhuang was full of emotions, and then he dissipated. He looked at the three apprentices speechlessly and said, "What's the problem? Could it be that after learning the "Shangshu", you are going to be the emperor?"

Man Bao giggled, and said: "The purpose of asking you to study "Shang Shu" is to remonstrate the emperor's behavior and to be a good courtier."

Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly, thought about it but felt something was wrong, looked down at Man Bao, "You really think so?"

"Yes, and you can learn a lot of truths after reading it, sir, start teaching me."

Mr. Zhuang said: "I haven't studied the "Shangshu" much as a teacher, so I can only teach you a little bit. When Shanbao comes back from the government school, you can ask him who taught him the "Shangshu". The two learn from each other."

Man Bao answered.

Mr. Zhuang explained the definition of the first text to Man Bao, and then asked her to study by herself. He went out to make tea and eat snacks first.

Bai Erlang glanced out quietly, poked Man Bao with a book and asked, "Did Shan Bao get bullied in the government school?"

"Huh? How do you know?"

Bai Erlang curled his lips and said: "Yesterday morning, you were still yelling that you should concentrate on medical skills in the afternoon, but today you are holding a copy of "Shangshu" and chewing on it."

He said: "I've been bullied, what's the use of just reading a book? Let's take Brother Zhou and Daji last week, and put those people in sacks and beat them up."

"That's not good, after all, they didn't do anything." Man Bao said: "At least we have to wait for them to do it first."

"Why wait for others to strike first, don't you know there is a saying that it is better to strike first?"

"I know, but we still have a government office above us. What if you hit someone and got caught? So there's a difference between attacking first and attacking later, you know?"

The next chapter is around six o'clock in the afternoon