The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

"I didn't think about it," Zhao Lingyun said to Jiang Mingyue: "This box of books is definitely useless to me, but what about the kids in our family?"

Jiang Mingyue: "Listening to what you mean, do you want to return the book?"

If you don't want to return the books, it's impossible for her elder family to think about whether the children in the family need to study military books.

Zhao Lingyun: "No one will force me to pay it back. It is impossible for Gao Qianli to ask me for it. I just thought, this was originally something passed down from the ancestors. Alas, what should I say?"

Jiang Mingyue: "Don't worry, speak slowly."

"Look at this box, this book," Zhao Lingyun kicked the bookbox, the bookbox shook, and a layer of dust floated.

Jiang Mingyue didn't say much. When Zhao Lingyun wanted to talk, she opened her mouth, and when ashes entered her mouth, she choked and coughed.

"The ash inside, I have cleaned the gourd once, and even if the ash is cleaned, it will still fly up to the eye. Our ancestors have never read this box of military books," Zhao Lingyun coughed and said, "I guess. They can't even remember that they have the Gao family's ancestral military book in their hands."

Jiang Mingyue looked at the room, the books and book boxes that were piled up in a mess, not just this box of military books, maybe the books in this room, the five generations of ancestors of the Zhao family in the Yue Kingdom have not read much.

"Either way, give the original book to the Gao family, and we will copy it by hand again," Jiang Mingyue gave Zhao Lingyun an idea.

"Do you want to copy by hand?" Zhao Lingyun asked.

Jiang Mingyue: "Why don't you copy it by hand? No one read it before, and no one at home read it now. Can you do it later? Maybe in the future, there will be a child at home who wants to read these military books?"

Zhao Lingyun thinks about Jiang Mingyue's words and thinks it makes sense. Who can guarantee that among the descendants of their old Zhao family, there will not be a promising person?

"Listen to Madam," Zhao Lingyun said to Jiang Mingyue.

Jiang Mingyue said: "But I still have to talk to Wu Tangshu."

Zhao Lingyun: "Mingyue, to tell you the truth, I have seen the old man too many times during this period. It's a long time before, and I and the old man may be able to see each other a year or so."

Jiang Mingyue pursed his lips and smiled, so the old patriarch liked Zhao Anyang, he didn't like you. If the old patriarch's impression of you remains the same, then his attitude towards Zhao Anyang will not be the same as it is today.

"I'll talk to the old man," Zhao Lingyun was about to leave as he spoke.

Jiang Mingyue: "It's so late, Wutangshu has fallen asleep, right?"

Zhao Lingyun stood up and said, "Get up again when you fall asleep. If this matter is not discussed, I will not be able to sleep today."

Jiang Mingyue: "Then you go."

Auntie Hua who was carrying tea outside the house and was going to send it to the house: "..."

So you two are going to make the patriarch and his old man unable to sleep?

Zhao Lingyun walked to the door and came back again. Jiang Mingyue thought this man was going to show the old patriarch with this military book, but he didn't expect Zhao Lingyun to bend over slightly and whisper to her: "Wait for me to come back, God It’s cold, I'll warm you up."

Jiang Mingyue smiled and nudged Zhao Lingyun, it was really light, Jiang Mingyue was useless at all.

"I'm still shy," Zhao Lingyun walked back toward the door cheerfully.

Jiang Mingyue: "You look at the road."

"Which way I look, it's enough for me to look at you," Zhao Lingyun said.

Jiang Mingyue: "I'm so pretty?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Of course, my wife is the number one beauty in the world, and I will say that if anyone asks, I will kill him if she refuses to accept it."

Jiang Mingyue laughed. She knew that the words were false. There are thousands of flowers in the world, and the same goes for people. Where is the world's best beauty? But this does not prevent Jiang Mingyue being coaxed by Zhao Lingyun happily.

Zhao Lingyun: "My wife smiles more beautifully!"

Jiang Mingyue: "Then I want to cry?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Then I cried with rain, it's beautiful. But why do you cry well? I can't cry, I just love you to laugh."

Jiang Mingyue nodded and promised Zhao Lingyun: "Okay, then I will laugh more."

"Hey," Zhao Lingyun praised Jiang Mingyue and said, "This is the good one, it's my good wife."

The flower aunt outside the door: "..."

The conversation between these two people is hard to hear. Of course, if it is the boudoir music of these two, if there is no such thing as music, then treat it as if she has not heard anything.

"I have to talk to Uncle Wu Tang," Jiang Mingyue sent Zhao Lingyun to the door.

Zhao Lingyun: "Well, don't worry, I won't quarrel with him."

Aunt Hua felt that it was too difficult for the elder to not quarrel.

One foot stepped outside the threshold, and Zhao Lingyun suddenly thought of another question. He turned to ask Jiang Mingyue and said, "But who is copying this book?"

Jiang Mingyue: "Since the ancestor uploaded a book, then you can't borrow the hands of others."

Zhao Lingyun: "What do you mean?" Why did he hear Jiang Mingyue's words, making him a little flustered?

Aunt Hua couldn't listen anymore and said, "Master, you have to copy this book."

Zhao Lingyun! ! !

This is not one book, this is a box of dozens of books!

Jiang Mingyue: "These books can't be read by outsiders. Brother Zheng and the others are still young. They can't copy the books."

Zhao Lingyun hesitated, and said, "Either we will discuss this matter again."

What a joke, when he was in the palace when he was put on his head by the monarchs and ministers to read, he didn't copy a book in its entirety. At this moment, it's time for him to hug his wife and enjoy the blessing. Does he have to copy a box of military books?

Jiang Mingyue asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid of copying books?"

Zhao Lingyun: "I'm not afraid of copying books. Am I still leading the debt collection job? I'm afraid I won't have the time."

Jiang Mingyue: "Who is the next one going to collect debts with?"

Zhao Lingyun opened his mouth and said, "He didn't say this."

Jiang Mingyue: "Then you have time."

Instead of letting you go out to collect debts and become a debt collector, everyone yells, you might as well stay at home and copy books.

Zhao Lingyun: "But the Lord will make an order at any time."

Jiang Mingyue: "I'll talk about it after the sacred decree."

Zhao Lingyun struggled: "Or we can discuss it again?"

Jiang Mingyue stopped speaking and looked at Zhao Lingyun.

Zhao Lingyun clapped his hands, "By the way, let Gao's second and Gao's fourth copy, I have returned the book to their home, they can't do a job for me?"

Jiang Mingyue shook her head.

Zhao Lingyun frowned, and immediately he understood what Jiang Mingyue was talking about. What if the Gao family missed a few paragraphs? You have a word for word proofreading and checking, you might as well copy it yourself.

"After all, it is to be passed on to future generations, so we can't be careless," Jiang Mingyue said.

Zhao Lingyun understood, he copied this box of books.

"I, I'm going to find the old man," Scratching his head, Master Zhao left with a drooping face. It is conceivable that the rest of his life will be difficult.

Seeing Zhao Lingyun left, Aunt Hua said in a low voice to Jiang Mingyue: "What are you doing to force the master to copy the book?"

Master Zhao looks like he is not someone who can pick up a pen and copy books.

Jiang Mingyue sighed. She can copy the Military Script. Didn't she want to leave this master at home?