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The next day was the day when Yu Nuan returned home.
Yesterday was too much for Yu Nuan, because she found that once she got close to Zhou Han, she would involuntarily walk on the verge of collapse.
Her back was dripping with cold sweat, and her face was tightly squeezed, but she didn't dare to deviate from it in the slightest.
He spoke very little, unlike what she had imagined, and would strike up a conversation with her a few more times.
Except for briefly pointing her at the beginning, starting from the first few pages, there will be things she is interested in, the man has almost never had more communication with her.
But fortunately, he never made any statement on her suspicion that she could not understand Jawman characters at all.
The atmosphere was eerily quiet.
Yu Nuan didn't flip through the pages according to the number of pages he gave, but bit the bullet and pretended to flip through the pages slowly.
She couldn't understand Jawman's writing, but the comments he gave aside were in casual cursive script, but in fact, as long as she read patiently, she could still understand most of them.
What made her a little uncomfortable was that what he wrote on the note was very aggressive.
After reading the original work, Yu Nuan also knows that in the middle and late stages, Emperor Qianning almost killed all the Jawmen, more than half of the middle-aged people were killed and injured, and the remaining old and weak clans migrated to the deep north and ceded part of the fertile land , bowing their heads and bowing their heads as ministers, they have to pay more than half of the products of the whole clan every year. Almost the people are struggling to survive, and the younger generation who will grow up in the future do not have sufficient resources, and they have fundamentally lost the capital to compete with the dynasty.
Although it is true that the strong will always be strong and the weak will be weaker, natural selection, but his cold-blooded and decisive approach is true, which makes her a little scared.
However, in this Jaw language history book, the comments he gave are not concealed at all. He analyzes the disadvantages of the Jaw people tribe in a casual way, and every place is trying to analyze how to maximize the weaknesses of the Jaw people. From various angles from inside to outside, and from all aspects of historical causal political system, it briefly criticizes the barbaric ignorance of the people who drink blood like hair.
She found that His Majesty is really very vicious, there is not a single dirty word in the whole article, very neat and objective analysis and comparison.
But she always felt as if the entire Jawman clan had been ridiculed to pieces.
His comment may be a very powerful map gun.
In modern times, next to each of his comments, at least ten parentheses are required to explain, so as to avoid being sprayed, similar (not to say that Jawmen are barbaric, but that you are all inferior races that drink blood)
But it still sounds cold and arrogant.
She seriously felt that she might be really unlucky.
Why can I see this kind of annotation related to the political axis when I pick up a book at random?
Combining the comments written by men in a book, there is already a general framework of aggression. Although there are still many places he did not mention, but the bloody, decisive and decisive victorious aura, But it was enough to make a girl like her, who was unarmed and had never experienced war, tremble.
Why would he put this kind of thing on the shelf?
Do you think she won't read it?
Or does it not matter if she sees it or not?
Just now, the man actually pointed out which page was more interesting to her indifferently, what did he mean?
She felt that the more she looked at it, the more vain she felt, and she wanted to break out in a cold sweat uncontrollably.
At this time, perhaps because of her guilty conscience, she didn't dare to put the book back, for fear that he would feel that she was overreacting.
If so, she might have to get the bento in advance.
However, he didn't seem to take it seriously, and didn't even say much until it was getting late.
Yu Nuan knew that he had always been indifferent and reticent, and his words and orders were extremely brief and clear.
Only during these days, he talked a little more with her, and she felt a little uncomfortable. But it is better to return to nature now, which obviously shows that their relationship has cooled down.
She was very comforted.
What surprised her was that he still remembered the incident of returning home in three dynasties.
Not only did he remember, but he also ordered someone to prepare some return gifts.
Yu Nuan didn't care about the gift, because she expected that it shouldn't be a good thing.
She still remembered that when they met for the first time, the things he brought were very shabby, which annoyed Duke Zhong for a long time, saying that this son-in-law had no strengths, was not very warmhearted, and was not worthy of his daughter at all.
The door-returning ceremony this time was probably just a matter of etiquette. As for the identity of the concubine of the Zhou familyA beautiful woman with three thousand beauties in the harem, not even a single leaf touches her body.
And he only took a scoop of the three thousand weak waters to drink, something that only happened in the scriptures, he didn't believe it would happen to this indifferent and wise king.
Because even the most ordinary farmer should know not to put all his eggs in one basket, but how could His Majesty allow his family to use all the pampering and pampering to coax a little girl?
However, it seems that if he hadn't been lame, this kind of thing would have happened.
And it happened to his younger sister, who seemed to have no major advantages other than good looks, was weak and delicate, and very ignorant, even a little silly.
This is how Yu Chenglang felt towards his sister after returning to Chang'an.
No matter how much she loves to cry, how talented and cold she is in the rumors, she is still a little inexplicably dumbfounded, although I can't tell why it is strange.
I don't know if it's a pie falling from the sky or a stone falling.
After His Majesty approached a little, Yu Chenglang completely dispelled the idea that someone else would return the door on His Majesty's behalf.
Unfortunately, this is His Majesty himself.
His Majesty also prepared homecoming ceremonies for them respectively.
Needless to say, there are all kinds of melon and fruit snacks, although they are not printed with the plum blossom seal of the Imperial Dining Room, but they are wrapped delicately and delicately, each item is dotted with gold leaf, and it is the size of a thumb preferred by the nobles in the palace, so Yu Chenglang thinks it is too big. Nine is not far from ten.
This time the door ceremony can be said to be very proud.
And Duke Zhong got an ancient painting. That is "A Picture of Light Rain in Autumn Mountains" by the great painter Li Fu of the former dynasty. This famous painting has been lost for a long time. Because of the peculiar and diverse colors and the delicate and charming depictions, even well-preserved and meticulously copied fakes are extremely rare. The price has even gone up to 10,000 taels, and there is still no market for the price, which is hard to come by.
Let alone the real thing.
Naturally, Duke Zhong didn't believe it when he first got it, he just thought it was a well-made fake, that's all, he was already somewhat satisfied.
After all, he didn't have any expectations for this son-in-law, and this time he can do what he likes, which is already considered qualified.
So Duke Zhong stroked his beard, nodded in satisfaction and said, "It must have taken a lot of work for you to get this fake, it's not bad." As he was speaking, as a fan of calligraphy and painting, it was rare for him to have a pleasant face, and he patted his son-in-law on the shoulder.
The man only smiled lightly: "As long as you like it."
Only Yu Chenglang's face turned blue, and he couldn't control his feet. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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