"Well, ever since my husband made the first sandbox, I have been fascinated by it, so I usually spend more time on it." Deng Ai nodded with a smile.
Jiang Wei was very surprised after hearing this, because during his stay in Xiabian, he only had a glimpse and thought it was Zhang Fei who did it, but he didn't expect that it was Lan Tian's handiwork.
"Who exactly is Master? Why do you think his influence is everywhere?" Jiang Wei asked a soul question.
Deng Ai solemnly replied: "Sir, he knows astronomy and geography. He is truly a rare genius. However, he is a low-key person and does not want to be famous, so he remained unknown for so many years until Sun Quan's last sneak attack on Jingzhou."
"No wonder General Lan has only made statements in the past two years. I'm afraid that the King of Hanzhong's current situation has something to do with General Lan, right?" Jiang Wei asked again.
"The king regards you as an idiot, and his status is almost the same as that of General Guan." Deng Ai said.
"No wonder he has such a high prestige..." Jiang Wei nodded to express his understanding, and then added a question: "General Lan has a talent for managing the world, is there anyone in this world that he admires?"
Deng Ai replied: "Sir, you have great respect for Prime Minister Zhuge..."
"I think Mr. Wolong is no ordinary person..." Jiang Wei touched the edge of the sand table and sighed.
Deng Ai saw Jiang Wei staring at the sand table in a daze, and knew that this man was also a fellow military enthusiast, so he did not disturb Jiang Wei's thinking. He walked to the table alone and took out a paper book sent by Lantian. It was newly annotated and compiled by Xi and others, and it is also a textbook for Guangzhou Academy.
The teaching materials of Guangzhou Academy are not circulated to the outside world. To compensate his disciple Deng Ai, Lantian went to Jinshuiloutai to prepare teaching materials for him, so that although Deng Ai was not studying in the academy, he was equivalent to a student who graduated from the academy.
"Mencius? Brother Shizai also likes to read Confucian classics? It's just that this is a paper book?" When Jiang Wei saw the book in Deng Ai's hand, he couldn't help but exclaimed. This was even more exciting than when he found the sand table just now.
Deng Ai nodded, pointed to the bookshelf next to the table and replied: "I usually read books when I have nothing to do. My husband has sent them to me in the past few years. Besides, paper books are nothing new."
Jiang Wei showed an exaggerated expression: "Brother Shi Zai's "Mencius" was also annotated by General Lan, right? Aren't paper books expensive? The paper on the market is not easy to buy..."
Deng Ai shook his head and said: "This Mencius is annotated and compiled by Mr. Cheng Guo. Paper is not very expensive here, and there are papermaking workshops in many places."
"Mr. Cheng Guo?" Jiang Wei showed a puzzled expression.
Deng Ai replied: "He is Liu Xi of Beihai, whose courtesy name is Chengguo. He is currently the magistrate of Guangzhou Academy."
Jiang Wei nodded, "When you said that, I remembered it. It is said that Mr. Cheng Guo took his family to Jiaozhou to escape the war in the Central Plains. He must be very old now, right?"
"Mr. Cheng Guo, I am sixty-four this year, and I am still in good health. However, the official affairs of Guangzhou Academy are basically handled by Mr. Junqing, the Vice President." After Deng Ai explained briefly, he casually took out the "Annotated Version of the Book of Changes" and handed it to him. Jiang Wei added: "Guangzhou Academy now has enough teaching materials, so it is doing very well. My husband asked me to 'live and learn', so I specially sent these teaching materials."
"Brother Shi Zai is so lucky. You said it makes me want to go to Jiaozhou and study in Guangzhou Academy for a few years..." Jiang Wei sighed.
Deng Ai shook his head and said with a smile: "Boyue, don't think too much. Guangzhou Academy only has teenagers, and we are all beyond our age now. But with your husband's help, it doesn't make much difference whether you go or not."
"Why is Guangzhou Academy like this? I'm just a weakling, why can't I enter the academy?" Jiang Wei looked puzzled.
Deng Ai explained: "Mr. advocates the application of knowledge. He believes that understanding and memory are better before the crown ceremony, and it is more suitable to concentrate on listening to lectures in the school. After the crown ceremony, it is a good time to do things, so you should not go to school to read the classics." , we should put our energy into temples and folk to create, and as for higher pursuits, we can study on our own.”
"General Lan is really well-intentioned..." Jiang Wei was just halfway through sighing when he suddenly discovered that the writing on the paper was the same size, and the distance and strokes were basically the same. He asked in surprise: "Brother Shi Zai, the writing on this paper, It doesn’t seem like it was copied by someone?”
Deng Ai smiled and replied: "Manual transcription was the earliest stupid method. Now these books, newspapers and periodicals all use printing technology. As long as the templates are made, they can be printed quickly. It is faster than manual transcription and is less error-prone."
"These are all General Lan's ideas, right?" Although Jiang Wei asked this, he had already equated the two in his heart.
"Bo Yue's guess is absolutely correct. In fact, you don't need to go to Guangzhou Academy. I have all their teaching materials here. Just want to see if I can lend them to you." Deng Ai has always kept a smile on his face since he entered the room until now.
"Are you serious? That's great." Jiang Wei beamed.
Deng Ai nodded, "Boyue will be noticed by the gentleman. It's only a matter of time before I want to see these books. Now I can just raise my hand..."
Jiang Wei closed the "Annotation of the Book of Changes" in his hand and looked greedily at the bookshelf next to Deng Ai. He found a wooden box on the bookshelf. The outside of the wooden box was painted with maroon paint. Jiang Wei guessed that the books in the wooden box must be precious.
"Brother Shizai, that wooden box next to you is..." Jiang Wei asked tentatively.
Hearing this, Deng Ai put his hand on the wooden box, and then replied with a kind face: "This is used to store letters. I write to my husband every month, and he replies to me almost every month. I accidentally save all the letters." A box full."
"Exact letters every month? Do you really have so much to say? Besides, General Lan is far away in Jiaozhou, and the journey won't be that fast, right?" Jiang Wei looked curious.
"I have developed a habit of writing to my husband every beginning of the month. Whether it is farming, military use, people's livelihood, or government affairs, I will ask him for advice on all matters. If there are no problems in a certain month, I will also write to express my wish for safety. , please ask for a new recipe by the way." Deng Ai scratched his head and showed a shy expression.
Zhang Fei had previously told Lan Tian about his superb cooking skills. Jiang Weixin said that Brother Shi Zai was really shrewd and never wasted an opportunity to communicate with General Lan. Thinking of this, Jiang Wei asked curiously: "Brother Shi Zai, are your parents still alive? General Lan treats you well." It’s really good.”
"There was a plague in Nanyang that year, and both my parents died in that disaster." Deng Ai said very calmly, as if he was telling someone else's story.
"I'm really sorry." Jiang Wei was very embarrassed.
"I don't remember much about my childhood. Later, I was lucky enough to meet my husband. Although I am not his biological son, I have regarded him as my father. My husband and my wife have been kind to me." Deng Ai replied solemnly.
Jiang Wei tried to resolve the embarrassment, so he smiled and joked: "I heard that General Lan's two sons are both dragons and phoenixes in the world. Will Brother Shi Zai feel depressed?"
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
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Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
