Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"We really deserve to be father and son..."

With a sigh, Jun Ziyou turned the account book in his hand to the front page, and fiddled with the beads according to the records on it while muttering.

"In the first year of Tianming, on the third day of the first lunar month, three bundles of firewood were purchased, and 72 papers were issued... three, seventy, two."

The abacus usually has thirteen levels, up two down five, a total of 91 beads, so no matter how much money you spend or earn, just look at the single digit conversion.

"First is quantity, then money. If the former is the block and the latter is the bead, then this line means to move the third gear and the second bead."

With that said, Gentleman You put his mind to rest and fluctuated two beads on the third line.

"After that, I bought three dendrobiums of corn, 44 cash, six catties of green vegetables, and eight cash... When encountering repeated stalls, shorten the vacant distance, and so on..."

After reading a few pages in a row, according to this rule, the rosary was quickly shaped into nondescript shapes. Li Ying and Jiang Linyuan stared at it, but they didn't see any way. Found a trace of strangeness.

"The space vacated by these beads seems to be a word."

Jiang Linyuan copied the gourd painting in the palm of his hand, "This is the word 'three'."

"It seems to have found some patterns."

Gentleman You held a pen in his mouth, and every time he came up with a word, he would write it down on the paper. Once he wrote it, he was fascinated, and he didn't know at all when it was dark. It was Li Ying who sighed, quietly lit a candle for him, and ordered Jiang Linyuan: "The air-conditioning is coming up, go ask someone to heat up the earth dragon, and make him some warming soup."

The majestic Dayuan's former prime minister, unexpectedly stood by the table without saying a word and laid ink and paper for him.

When it was completely dark and Jiang Linyuan came in with two bowls of sesame fuyuanzi, Jun Ziyou had already typed out a whole sheet of words, but he had a bitter face because he couldn't understand the meaning.

"The words are almost guessed, but what do these unique words that have no connection with each other mean?"

Junziyou sighed, and stood up the paper to look at it, but found no useful details. Jiang Linyuan, who was approaching, just happened to see it, and reminded him: "Sir, these characters seem to have hidden radicals. There are no vertical strokes."

Take a closer look, it seems to be the case.

"Hearing what you said, I seem to remember it. The abacus my father used seems to be specially made. He removed all the beads on the seventh gear. Could this mean the 'vertical' of Zhongzhi?"

He tried to change a few words, and quickly proved his conjecture.

"If this vertical line is added, the character 'three' becomes the character 'wang', the character 'person' becomes the character 'ge', 'big' becomes the character 'wood', and 'dan' becomes the character 'zao'. '."

Jiang Linyuan wanted to interrupt, but before he could say anything, Li Ying silently made a silent gesture towards him, and shook his head slightly.

"Don't quarrel with him. This is the first communication between the father and son separated by yin and yang after many years. Let him be alone."

Junziyou worked hard to write and changed several words in a row. This approach did solve the problem of many characters without vertical strokes, but he still couldn't connect them into a whole sentence to understand the meaning.

"Could it be that I was wrong..."

He looked through a few old accounts again, but he still couldn't figure out anything. At this time, Li Ying, who was leisurely tasting the newly bought dried apricots with Jiang Linyuan, also gave a crucial reminder, "From now on From these sorted accounts, it can be seen that your father is a very careful person, maybe you should carefully recall his habits or hobbies that only you know about before he was alive, maybe you will find something new."

"It's a habit...my father is really careful. All the accounts are divided into categories, and food, clothing, housing and transportation are never mixed together. Wait, with his temperament...could it be that?"

He couldn't wait to rummage through the pile of books, and found a miscellaneous collection called "Wild Things". When he opened it, he found that some pages of the book had been eaten by moths, and a lot of dust had accumulated on them. It looks like something old.

"My father said that this is a relic left by a close friend of his. He has been carefully collecting it. He only looks at it when doing accounts. I didn't understand it at first. I thought it contained some abacus calculation skills. I found out that this is basically a collection of novels describing strange things."

Li Ying took it, flipped through the first page, put the page next to the candle held by Jun Ziyou, carefully read the obscure words on it, and soon found the book whose first character was "Wang". The key word.

"The king, Si Nanye, Yuzhong is... Huanyu. The word in the middle has been eaten by moths, and it is no longer recognizable."

"The location of the moth is too good, let me see."

As Junziyou said, it happened that this key word was lost.The meaning of the ancient prose is profound, even if the word is guessed from the context, it may not be accurate. If it is all guesswork, they will be confused by themselves before they come to a conclusion.

However, he soon discovered that the entire book of "Wild Things" was printed using movable type technology, with fine typesetting, and each page was printed in strict accordance with the size. That is to say, if a word on the previous page is printed The silverfish gnawed away, and the text on the next page would be exposed in the vacated space.

And the words revealed here happen to be...

"I?"

Jiang Linyuan saw the following words at a glance, and questioned, "Sir, you have read a lot of books, so you must know the habits of silverfish. They usually start to eat from the corners of the pages, and they will not erode a few words sporadically. Obviously , it's man-made."

The man rubbed his forehead, "That's why I said that this old man is too thoughtful. In order to confuse outsiders, he even lied to his son. If I were a little more stupid, I'm afraid I would die without being able to guess the message he left." He even flipped through a few pages on purpose, and kicked the Abacus that was left aside, "Double insurance, I really convinced him..."

"Let's not talk about whether it's safe or not, Junziyou..." Li Ying rolled his eyes at him first, then slowly shifted his gaze to his room full of miscellaneous books, which he turned over in a mess, "...if you don't clean up this Okay, be careful, I will let you take off naked and stick it outside as an ice sculpture."

At this time, Jun Ziyou remembered that he had woken up from opening his eyes, and now he hadn't eaten any water and rice, and his stomach let out a groan, and he brought the already cold bowl of sesame balls, which was crushed as soon as he brought it to his mouth. After being snatched away, Li Ying winked at Jiang Linyuan, and the latter went out, and came in with a bowl of clear soup after a while.

It has to be said that the aroma of meat oil can arouse people's appetite more than the sweet taste, but Junziyou still looked at the Fuyuanzi that was snatched away, couldn't help but licked the corner of his mouth and swallowed.

"You want to eat cold food when you are weak, are you looking for death?"

"Put it beside the charcoal fire for a while and it will warm up. That...was sent by the prince."

"You are like an abandoned concubine who has fallen out of favor. What's the use of comforting yourself with the remaining warmth from before?"

"I am also very conflicted. One side is the result of years of hard work, and the other side is my twin brother who has come back to life. It is difficult to choose between self and family affection."

"Then what about love?" Li Ying glanced at him faintly, although she was disdainful, she sweated for him, "You treat him with deep affection, but he may not treat you with respect. In fact, to you, no matter Self or family affection, both can be discarded, only that one is your weakness, and you are risking your life and don't want to be touched by others."

"Did you risk your life..."

Jun Ziyou muttered, ate a few mouthfuls of wontons, and before he had time to drink the soup, he heard someone knock on the door.

The servant who came to deliver the message pushed the door open a little, and said in a low voice, "Young master, someone from the palace has delivered an order that the emperor wants to see Mr."

Li Ying stirred the already thickened floating balls with a porcelain spoon, as if he had guessed that the other party would take this step early in the morning, stroking the Runyu finger on his thumb, and said without raising his head: "Avoid, avoid. I still can't avoid that person's intentions. It's okay to go and have a look, you are better than me at making the emperor happy."

The man sighed, he was so full that he didn't even have the desire to eat, and when he thought that he was going to see more than the emperor, the fire in his heart burned again.

"I'm still weak, and I haven't woken up yet, do you understand what I mean?"

"I don't understand. I just know that tonight is the best chance for you to prove yourself to the emperor and to the world. It's up to you whether you take it or not. We, the emperor, love to watch the theater the most in our life. Watching civil and military officials fight each other. It's life and death, watching the concubines in the harem tearing each other's hair with jealousy and jealousy, since he called you to go, the one who is similar to you must not stay out of it. I'm tired, and I don't care about your confrontation in court If you are interested, I will not accompany you..." After finishing speaking, he yawned and lazily turned the wheelchair away.

It made sense to hear what he said, but when he thought of his twin brother who was hugging his lover's thigh tightly and saying ill things about him in soft words, Jun Ziyou finally couldn't sit still, and shouted "Get ready!", So he hurriedly packed up the ledgers and miscellaneous items on the ground, and rushed out.

When he went out, he was blown by the cold wind outside the door, and his mind was finally cleared by seven points.

It suddenly occurred to him that if Xiao Beicheng was by his side at this moment, he would definitely scold him for not knowing how to take care of himself, he needed to be instructed in everything, and it would be hard to live without him.

"That's not it...even if you've moved on, I'm still alive, and I'm more nourished, happier, and more slutty than before!"

Thinking of this, I looked back and saw a new set of sky blue clothes neatly arranged on the neat bed.Li Ying is really careful, it seems that he has already guessed that he will get rid of the disgusting virtues of the past.

Watching him getting into the car and going straight to Miyagi, Li Ying was still feeling melancholy, twisting his rosary and silently praying for him.

Seeing Jiang Linyuan, he persuaded him to go back to his room to rest, but he still stared blankly at the direction in which the person left, until he could no longer see the shadow, then nodded, dejected, showing his loneliness.

"It's human nature for Mr. Xiang to be worried, so let's relax. No matter how confused you are, sir, you will still cherish your life."

"You, you know that I have resigned from office for many years, but you still yell at each other. Thanks to the emptiness of the court, otherwise you will really bring me a lot of hatred."

"Dayuan's absence for three years is enough to prove the emperor's approval of you."

"Don't use this word to make fun of me, he was just guilty of almost killing me, do you really think he would want a cripple to stand in front of him?"

"A king is suspicious, you should think more about the good."

The so-called benefits are nothing more than that a useless person who cannot inherit the great line and cannot pass on the family line will be more able to win the favor of the emperor.What Dayuan needs is not a powerful official who turns his hand into clouds and his hands into rain, but a pillar of faith that supports the court.

Li Ying raised his head and closed his eyes, listening to his heartbeat that was gradually accelerating due to throbbing.After three years, he finally mustered up the courage to face his own heart.

Perhaps, it's really time to consider regaining everything his father left him.

The author has something to say: Today's Wanchang, let's brew it...

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