For a Prosperous World

Chapter 277: : Can the story of the scholar be called stealing?

It will be bright and the clouds on one side will spread. The sound of rain under the eaves was much lower.

All that was left was the drizzle, blown by the wind, and there was little sound on the ground.

Water puddles accumulate in the courtyard, and it is unknown whether it is due to wind or rain. The water surface occasionally fluctuates, making the reflections blurred.

On the thatched house, the rain left over from the night slid off the room, and a drop sounded softly as it dropped.

The boy sitting in front of the room saw the book in his hand, and was unaware that it was dawn.

It was the sound of a splash of water that shocked the boy, and his eyes were lifted from the book. The sky was bright and the rain was about to stop.

The boy sat for a while and let out a long breath.

He looked regretfully into the book box beside him.

There is a feeling of being lost in Baoshan who can only take one or two, but helplessness has passed overnight.

He spent only one night reading only a few books, but the results were long enough.

Holding the text in his hand, he knew that it was his good fortune to see it. Improper greed was not enough, but his heart was still inevitable.

He was sighed by the amount of text in this book box. Excluding arithmetic and military theory, the text also contains law, medicine, ink studies, and miscellaneous studies. Speak.

Baijiazhi said that the young man's eyes froze and he held his hand for a while.

He seemed to remember something and looked into the guest room.

Last night he saw that man's appearance was the same as Mr. Alchemist's family in the market.

I thought that if it wasn't fortunate, it would be that this person wanted to use the name of Mr. Baijia to bully people and steal money.

There are many rumors of Mr. Baijia, just like the alchemists of Huangshi and South China.

It was passed from word of mouth to the world to escape from the strangers in the world.

Such rumors are usually not credible.

But the book box of this unknown guest really made him feel like he was reading a hundred books.

The essence of learning a hundred schools is something that every student desires but dares not think about. There is so much to say and how complicated it is, how to read it all by yourself.

Rumors were only read by Mr. Baijia.

During her life, she traveled around and visited the bachelor. She gathered the doctrines of a hundred schools in the bookcase behind her. There is also a side story written by herself, which deals with the benefits of various techniques.

The box of books behind her was perfect for those who asked.

Could there really be Mr. Baijia, and this person is the successor?

Without waiting for the teenager to think, there was a sound in the guest room. It was the sound of a person getting up, followed by a yawn.

are you awake.

The boy outside the door shook the book in his hand and put it back in the box.

He adjusted his clothes and was sitting by the door.

He was ready to take the blame for his crimes, and it was righteous not to ask for wrongdoing.

There was a crackling noise in the door, and it was the guest who was sitting and dressing.

The teenager just felt that it was really hard to wait for the short period of time to be blamed. He smiled bitterly and suffered for himself. He only hoped that the person would not anger the siblings at home.

"Click."

The door was pushed open, and a man with a bucket hat came out of the room in a white robe.

Yesterday's wet clothes hadn't dried out, so I can't wear them. It was simply that the girl from Zhuge's family sent a man dressed last night. If it were women's clothes, she probably didn't know how to wear them.

The rain outside was already very small, and the sun was shining, but the gloomy rain scene was a little nice.

The overnight rain also washed away the dust in the air, making the air in the field more refreshing.

She patted her shoulders comfortably. She hadn't rested so comfortably on the couch for a long time.

In these years, I usually sleep on the side of a mountain road, on an old tree, and it ’s okay to leave it in that kind of place occasionally. Sleeping for a long time can make people suffer from back problems.

Originally, she wanted to rest for a while, but he woke up early and found someone outside her door, and seemed to be waiting for herself. You can't wait too long, so get up first.

Who is the person outside that door?

Gu Nan also has his own speculation.

Last night I heard that it was Nanyang Zhuge, so she left the bookcase outside the door.

Since people outside the door looked at it, it was because of fate, and these books could not be rotten in her hands.

Her own knowledge is limited, and she thinks she can't write how to write, so that people can learn it or pass it on to later generations as a basis to gain foundation and advance.

It's just that she doesn't understand why people outside the door should wait for her in front of the door, is there any confusion?

Standing in front of the door.

Sitting at the door was the young man I saw in the hall last night, at which point he was sitting on the side of the bookcase in front of the door.

When Gu Nan came out, he looked slightly sullen and bowed slowly.

"Student pleads guilty."

The young man's behavior made Gu Nan stunned for a moment, and then asked with a smile.

"What's wrong with Xiao Lang?"

The saluting teenager sitting in front of the door bowed his head, his tone was gentle, but he said seriously.

"One sin is the crime of yesterday's disrespect."

"The second sin is to ask the crime of self-intention."

"This sin is forgotten, and I am not such a small-belly chicken intestine." Gu Nan did not take this boy's yesterday's disrespect to his heart, and in her opinion, this is normal.

She turned to ask: "But these two sins don't ask for self-intake, what did you take?"

The teenager's eyes were a little ashamed.

"Last night, when I saw your bookcase in front of your door, I thought privately, took out the texts and looked at them, and pleaded guilty to stealing school.

His head was slightly lowered, waiting for the anger and scolding of the life in front of him.

But after waiting for a while, I didn't hear any sound, but in the end I just heard a soft laugh.

"Hehe." Gu Nan waved her hand. She didn't expect the boy to kneel in front of her door early in the morning, but it was just for this matter.

"These two sins are fine."

"This ..." For the first time, the teenager's calm face appeared surprised and looked up.

"Your Mightiness······"

The man's bucket covered the light so that he could not see the person in front of him, but he could only see that she was smiling.

How rare and precious is the text in the bookcase?

Gu Nan pointed at his shirt and looked at the room again.

"Xiaolang asked me to stay overnight, and the little girl from Xiaolang's family also provided me with a clean shirt. I haven't thanked it. If you read a few books, if Xiaolang doesn't give up, it ’s OK to thank him ~ www.readwn.com ~ The boy turned back, blinked and sighed.

"Of course you don't give up, but sir, how can this area of ​​clothing and accommodation compare with your writing ..."

"I think it's worth it. I didn't know how much money I could buy for this book, but I just told you to change into a dress and go to bed all night. Why isn't it worth it?"

Gu Nan asked with a smile.

The boy smiled bitterly: "His Excellency laughed."

The book in the box was, in his opinion, just one of them was enough to scramble.

"Moreover, how can a scholar's affairs be stolen? No one learns these books. Is it possible to let them rot in that box? Learning is what people learn."

Gu Nan said, reached out and patted the boy on his shoulder, and walked past him to the book box.

"Just learn from your heart."

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