The Wang sisters in the carriage were also stupid. The library in the palace was a holy place for treasures of ancient calligraphy and paintings. All the calligraphy and paintings that could enter the library were fine, and it was hard to find a view of them. In the hearts of scholars all over the world, the library in the palace was a place they had dreamed of. If they could enter it and read and travel, they would die without regrets. Jiang Song and his uncle were allowed to borrow books by Eng. This...

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The Wang sisters' words are poor, and no word can express their shock at this moment.

Wang Wenqiao was shocked more than his two daughters combined. He walked to the carriage with a heavy pace than Uncle Hou, climbed into the carriage in a daze, leaning against the carriage and unable to speak. At this time, there was only one thought in his mind: Jiang Song took one step to the sky and went to the Long Live Library. He had the chance, but his mother and two undespaired sons pulled him down.

Seeing his father like this, Wang Youhan felt even more frightened and whispered, "Father, my daughter is going to invite her cousin out of the house to meet?"

Wang Wenyu was completely disappointed and tried his best to order, "... Go home."

They have come and have not seen each other yet, why are they going back? The Wang sisters dare not refute and followed their father back to Shengpingfang.

Seeing that Wang Wenqiao had left, Uncle Hou raised his crutch and strode back to the house to meet the sixth girl.

When Wang Wenqiao returned to the mansion, he closed the door of the study. Mrs. Wang called her two granddaughters to find out what happened, but she was so shocked that she couldn't come back to her senses for a while. She regretted yesterday. Why did she choose yesterday? Even if she was one day later, her son might be able to enter the emperor's library. Even if she couldn't go, when Jiang Song came back, her son would benefit from reading the library in the library and her.

Why, Yan'er and Liu'er are going to come yesterday... A cold light flashed in Mrs. Wang's eyes. Could it be that the Jiang family had planned for a long time?! If that's true... Mrs. Wang's straight waist bag was slowly bent down and coughed. If so, she had no choice, because Yan'er had already left her heart.

This is the time and there.

In the palace, the two brothers of the Jiang family were standing in a daze in the door of the library.

Jiang Song was so moved that his pupils were trembling, but he was extremely embarrassed in his heart. Where should he find so many books, which ones should he borrow, which ones he could move, and what he could not move?

Mr. Jiang was full of stars, sighing that he had read so many books long ago? The bookshelf was made of exquisitely carved huanghuali wood, which was so valuable.

When the eunuch in charge of the library saw that the two brothers were standing still, he reminded him, "Mr. Jiang, Lord. Exiled Immortal, please come from inside."

Mr. Jiang came back to his senses and was born in the ABC novel website. This person was wearing the fifth-rank eunuch uniform. Although his face was expressionless and his eyes were quiet, his tone was still gentle and he should be able to be trapped. So Mr. Jiang bowed and smiled, "What do you call this big brother?"

"Sa's family's surname is Zhang Baoping." Jiang Feng is a celebrity in front of Long Sui, and Zhang Baoping is quite polite to him.

Mr. Jiang praised, "There are so many books hidden in this pavilion, not only does not have a trace of rotten and moldy atmosphere, but also a fragrance that makes people feel refreshed when they smell it. Brother Zhang must have a wonderful way to collect books and prevent worms, right?"

The library he had carefully taken care of was praised by Jiang Feng so much, and Zhang Baoping's eyes warmed up, "The exiled immortal praised it. There is no wonderful method for the family, but he just put the rosy herbs on the pages of the book. This method was found in the previous dynasty, and there was a poem as evidence: "Ruixiang can protect the words, but lead is good at presenting the book'."

Mr. Jiang looked at Zhang Baoping with admiration, "Brother Zhang is very knowledgeable! No wonder Long live letting you take care of the library."

Looking at the unparalleled face in front of him and the impeccable sincerity on his face, Zhang Bao understood why Long Sui looked at him differently. The same words were hypocritical and polite when others said it, Jiang Feng said it for no reason and made people believe that he really thought so. Zhang Baohan was not good at politely and asked directly, "I wonder which book do you two adults want to choose?"

The eldest brother has been entrapped by the books, and Mr. Jiang humbly asked for advice, "My brother wants to study the calligraphy of famous small seal masters in the Qin, Han, Sui and Tang Dynasties. Brother Zhang thinks which book is the most suitable for us to choose?"

Jiang Song's eyes also pulled back from the nearest bookshelf and bowed respectfully, "Please give me advice to you, Lord Zhang."

"Please, please, sir." Zhang Baoping led them to the bookshelf where the calligraphy of the previous dynasty was stored, and the small seal script that was given to Jiang Feng was drawn from here.

"Thank you." Jiang Song arrived in front of the rack and was immediately taken away by the books. Mr. Jiang pretended to follow his elder brother to read. When the eldest brother took the book and read it, Zhang Baoping did not stop him. Mr. Jiang began to chat with Zhang Baoping, buying time for his elder brother to choose books. Of course, the topics that Mr. Jiang talked about were related to Xiaozhuan. Although Mr. Zhang Baoping had little words, he was easy to explain, which impressed Mr. Jiang and praised him frequently.

While choosing books, Jiang Song listened to his second brother talking to Zhang Baoping. Half an hour later, he finally chose to make a decision and took out a book and held it in his hand.

Zhang Baoping, who had been paying attention to Jiang Song, asked, "Is Mr. Jiang ready?"

"Selected." Jiang Song did not hesitate.

Zhang Baoping didn't say much, so he ordered someone to take the brocade box and pack the book, so he sent them out of the carriage. Seeing his eldest brother holding the brocade box and smiling foolishly, Mr. Jiang teased him, "The eldest brother is now several times happier than when he came in with his sister-in-law."

"That's natural!" Jiang Song reacted after he said that, glared at him and whispered to his younger brother, "Nonsense! How can these two things be compared!"

Who can't compare with whom? Mr. Jiang Er looked at his elder brother and smiled very cunningly. Jiang Song coughed guiltily and turned around and said, "We should go and kowtow to thank you long live, right?"

The eunuch led the way and said, "Long live is dealing with the court affairs. Please ask the two adults to leave the palace with the Sa family."

Long live the life of life, and I don’t have time to see them as normal. Jiang Song led his second brother to kowtow outside Xuande Hall and thanked him, and then carried the Jinke out of the palace gate. The Taifu’s sedan chair, Qin Xiang’s carriage, and the BMW that protects the Duke’s Duke were all parked outside the palace gate. The officials of the three families watched the Jiang brothers walk out of the palace gate, and their eyes were different.

These three great gods entered the palace at the same time, and something must have happened. The Chinese New Year will be celebrated in another half a month. What will happen at this critical moment? Jiang Song hugged the brocade box tightly and was worried about national affairs. Mr. Jiang smiled and greeted the officials one by one before leaving with his elder brother. Jiang Song returned to the mansion to put down the book, and Mr. Jiang went directly to Jingzhao Mansion and clicked Mao in front of the prefect.

Zhang Wenjiang asked without raising his eyelids, "What book did your brother borrow?"

He didn't pay attention to this, and forgot to ask... Mr. Jiang smiled guiltily.

Kaba, the veins on Zhang Wenjiang's forehead swelled up.

Mr. Jiang rushed before the prefect scolding, "Sir, the official learned from Eunuch Zhang from ABC Novels that long live reading "Records of the Grand Historian" these days."

Long live reading "Records of the Grand Historian"? Zhang Wenjiang's attention was indeed attracted. Mr. Jiang continued, "You don't know that the "Records of the Grand Historian" in the Long live library was actually engraved on the bamboo slips..."

Zhang Wenjiang clenched his fists, "I know!"

"Yes, Xiaguan just learned that the "Records of the Grand Historian" in the Wansui Library was actually engraved on bamboo slips." Jiang Erye changed the opening and went up to whisper, "When Xiaguan passed the bookshelf of the "Records of the Grand Historian", he looked carefully and found that the 81, 88, 92, 109 and 111 boxes were empty. When Xiaguan came out of the palace, he found that Wansui had recruited the left and right ministers and the Duke of the Guardian into the palace."

Zhang Wenjiang pondered to himself, "Volume 81 Lian Po, Volume 88 Meng Tian, ​​Records of the Grand Historian Volume 92 Han Xin, Volume 109 Li Guang, Volume 111 Wei Qing and Huo Qubing..."

Mr. Jiang's eyes were bright and said, "You know who is written in each volume of "Records of the Grand Historian". It's so amazing!"

This is so amazing? Zhang Wenjiang, who was thinking, was so angry that Jiang Feng laughed.
Chapter completed!