Yu Shu found a deserted bookstore on Changmen Street. She pretended to look through books for a long time and started a conversation with an old shopkeeper who was over fifty years old.
After a few sentences, the topic was changed to history. The old man loved to talk. Because the location of the shop was in the back and there were few customers, there was usually no one to talk to. It was rare to meet a younger generation who loved to listen to him, so he told her everything he knew.
"After the Tang Dynasty, the world was in chaos for many years. After a few generations of rule, there was never a virtuous ruler like him. The Central Plains was carved up piece by piece. In the end, it was taken over by the Song Kingdom, and the country changed its name to Zhao."
The old man was old, so he had to think for a while after speaking. Yu Shu honestly did not interrupt. Listening to this part, it was no different from the history she learned in her previous life.
"A hundred years of peace had passed, and the throne had been passed down for several generations. Unfortunately, in the end, there was a king who perished, and the capital was attacked by the Jins at that time." The old shopkeeper shook his head and sighed. Yu Shu quickly picked up the teapot on the counter and poured him a cup of tea.
The old shopkeeper moistened his throat and smacked his lips. After thinking for a while, his face suddenly lit up:
"At that time, there was a great general in the Song Dynasty. He rose to power in the West Mountain. With the help of several capable people, he waved his arm and summoned millions of righteous people. With great momentum, he expelled the group of Jin soldiers who persecuted the people out of the Central Plains. With the support of the people, the dynasty was changed and the country was established. Since then, there has been peace for three hundred years. Little girl, do you know who this holy ruler was?"
Who else could it be? Wasn't it the founding emperor of the Da An Dynasty?
Being stared at by the old man with a pair of golden eyes, Yu Shu of course would not let him down. She held back her laughter and pretended to have a look of worship. She leaned on the counter and asked:
"Who is it?"
The old shopkeeper smiled proudly and announced: "It is the first holy ruler of our Da An Dynasty, Emperor Anwu."
"Wow!" Yu Shu opened her mouth wide, and the word "excited" was almost written on her face.
She was indeed excited, but not because she heard about the great deeds of Emperor Anwu, but because she confirmed that the Da An Dynasty was separated from the Song Dynasty.
The old shopkeeper drank another cup of tea with satisfaction and continued:
"With the help of these few experts, Emperor An Wu ruled the world. Apart from the civil and military officials of the Six Ministries, he also established the Imperial Astrology Bureau, which was dedicated to these experts who were proficient in the study of Yi and could calculate. They distributed documents and taught the people to respect the Dao of Yi. From then on, the study of Yi gradually became popular. A hundred years later, the Imperial Court named the Yi Learning Aristocratic Families, which had six generations of masters and a member of the family who had once served as an official in the Imperial Astrology Bureau, and were awarded by the Imperial Court.
"Yi," Yu Shu heard Yi and Yu Yu and she could not help but to ask: "Yi Yi Yi Yi of Dynasty." Shu "Yi in Yi family.
"How many families? Do you think it is so easy to call these families? "The old shopkeeper smiled at Yu Shu and stretched out three fingers:" There are only three families, the Kong family in the west of the city, the Ji family in the east and the Liu family in the north. "
"Speaking of these three families, in this generation, the one with the best prospects is the Ji family," The old shopkeeper suddenly said with emotion.
Yu Shu had heard a few things from the beggar earlier and was able to continue the conversation. "I know about this. I heard that Old Master Ji is almost sixty years old and is still working for the Celestial Commissioner."
The old shopkeeper shook his head and smiled. He put down his teacup and said: "Right Judge Ji indeed holds an important position in the Celestial Commissioner, but he will have to resign in two years and return to his hometown. On the other hand, the Fourth Young Miss of the Ji Family is known as a rare genius of the Occult Sect. She has a great future ahead of her. At that time, as long as the Fourth Young Miss works hard and holds the position of Celestial Commissioner, Yiyang City will be dominated by the Ji Family."
The fourth daughter of the Ji family? Was it because of a jade pendant that caused her predecessor to be locked up in the ancestral hall and suffocated to death?
Yu Shu didn't forget this person. She turned her head and felt strange, so she asked directly.
"Women can also become officials?"
The old shopkeeper only thought that Yu Shu was a little girl who didn't know anything. He joked:
"Little girl, remember, among the six departments and one department, only the Celestial Commissioner allows women to hold the position. Because the first Celestial Commissioner was the first Empress of Emperor Anwu, Empress Ning Zhen."
When Yu Shu heard this, she felt like she was listening to a legend. Thinking that the Celestial Commissioner, the first person with the highest power in three hundred years, was also the Empress who founded the Da 'an Dynasty, a small patch of hair on the back of her hand stood up.
Ning Zhen, Yu Shu silently remembered this posthumous title.
"Well, it's getting late and it's getting dark. Little girl, go home early." The old shopkeeper looked at the sky outside and came out from behind the counter. He began to tidy up the books on the shelves that were messed up by the customers.
Yu Shu was very grateful to this old man for taking the trouble to talk with her for the whole afternoon, allowing her to jump out from the bottom of the well. She took out her last six copper coins from her waist and put them on the counter. She said:
"Old uncle, I only have this little money. It's not enough to buy a book now. I'll leave it with you first. When I have enough money and can buy a book with these, I'll come back to see you."
The old shopkeeper turned his head and looked at the few thin copper coins on the counter. He then looked at Yu Shu and showed a kind expression:
"This old man forgot to ask. Little girl, what book do you want to buy?"
Yu Shu touched her neck and said embarrassedly: "To tell you the truth, I don't know a lot of words. I want to find a book that teaches people to read."
"Wait," The old shopkeeper bent down and rummaged under the bookshelf. Finally, he took out a yellow book and dusted it off. He handed it to Yu Shu and said:
"This book has a special list of radicals and a few pages of poems. You can take it back and read it."
Yu Shu had wasted his entire afternoon. How could she accept his book? She knew that paper and ink were expensive. A book with twenty pages often sold for fifty copper coins. She quickly waved her hand and said:
"I can't accept this. How about this? I'll order this book. You can keep it for me for the time being. When I have enough money, I'll come back to get it, okay?"
The old shopkeeper did not listen to Yu Shu's refusal. He walked forward and forcefully stuffed the book into her hands. He said unhappily:
"If I tell you to take it, then take it. Since you have the heart to learn, then don't delay it for a day. As for the money for the book, it's not that I don't want it from you. When you have money later, just send me another thirty copper coins."
At this point, if Yu Shu continued to refuse, it would seem pretentious. She put the yellowing booklet into her bosom, bowed to the old man, and thanked him again.
The old shopkeeper waved his hand: "Go home quickly. Don't miss dinner."
"En, goodbye, old uncle."
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