Chapter 5: blind date

The dim candlelight in the room swayed.

Huo Yun kept looking through the bamboo slips in his hand. This ancient book is troublesome. Writing words on bamboo pieces is only about 100 words in a volume, and it is heavy and deadly. Unfortunately, I don't know anything about papermaking, so I have no choice but to read it.

Ancient books are very scarce, usually some manuscripts, but fortunately, Huo Yun was born in a family, and the books in the family are also very rich, even less than 10,000 volumes.

Of course, I have to learn the cultural etiquette here. Although I know a little about it before, those are still far from enough. I need to know the history of this paragraph in detail.

What I'm watching is Sima Qian's Historical Records.

"Young master, your tea," the little cloud came in gently with a pot of freshly made tea.

"Let's put it there!" Huo Yun said without raising his head, and then focused on studying that period of history.

Xiaoyun looked down and saw that the young master was reading "Historical Records" and waited quietly behind him.

Xiaoyun couldn't help thinking, "How did the young master think of coming to the study recently? Usually, he didn't even take this door, and he read it so seriously today. All this is beyond common sense. In Xiaoyun's opinion, the young master should be in a Fengyue building now."

Huo Yun stretched out for a long time and sighed, "Finally, I finished this roll again." ! Xiaoyun, you are still here. Huo Yun turned his head and suddenly found that Xiaoyun was actually standing behind him.

Xiao Yunhao said softly, "The young master is here. Of course I am here. The master asked me to serve the young master."

Then beat me on the shoulder. Reading is really troublesome.

"Well," Xiaoyun nodded and replied.

"Xiaoyun, who did you learn this from? Isn't it good?" Huo Yun moaned comfortably.

I just came in and learned from Sister Xiaoqiong.

Feeling the soft little hand gently hammering his shoulder, Huo Yun felt comfortable for a while, "Xiaoyun, where is your ancestral home? How long have you been in the house?"

The slave is from Yizhou. He entered the house at the age of five, and now it has been 11 years.

Eleven years, aren't you two years older than me, and what about your parents now?

Parents! Hearing the mention of his parents, the little hand that was hammering his shoulder suddenly stopped. My father followed General Wei to the desert and died in the war. My mother died soon after because of excessive sadness. Later, I was adopted by my uncle and sold me to the Huo family at the age of five.

The auditory voice was a little wrong. Huo Yun turned his head and saw a faint sadness on Xiaoyun's face.

Huo Yun rebuked himself and said, "The deceased has passed away, and you don't have to be too sad. It's all my fault that I shouldn't have asked you about this."

No...No...I don't have no sadness, I just feel a little sad.

"It's not too late. Go back to rest first. I don't need anyone to serve here," Huo Yun said with a smile.

Young master, that...

Go back to rest, I may see it very late.

It was the young master. The maidservant left first, and then slowly withdrew from the study and gently covered the door.

Looking at Xiaoyun in the study, his heart was full of gratitude.

Madam!

"Hoer!" Yao Ying asked.

The young master is still in the study.

Oh, since there is such a thing, can't he really learn it well and know how to study hard?

The young master seems to have changed a lot recently. Since the incident in the eastern suburbs, I feel that the young master seems to have changed.

Go on!

Xiaoyun continued: "Recently, the young master doesn't seem to have gone to look for flowers and willows with Huo Yuan. After going out and coming back during the day, he spends most of his time in the study and martial arts room.

Because the Huo family is a general's family, there is also a special place to practice martial arts.

What kind of books does he read?

I just went in and saw the young master reading Dr. Sima's Historical Records.

"Is he really getting better?" Yao Ying muttered in her heart. She really felt a little uncomfortable with this son who suddenly got better.

Okay, you go down! Take good care of the young master.

It's madam!

Didn't I ask you to take a rest? Why did he come in again? Huo Yun heard the creaking sound of the door," he said casually.

Why, even I was not allowed to come in.

"Mother, how come," he looked up and found that it was his mother and said awkwardly, "I thought it was Xiaoyun, so it's inevitable..."

Well, don't explain. With that, he walked to the side of the seat and came down to the left, "I heard that Xiaoyun, you have been reading recently. What books are you reading?"

"Historical Records", "Hundreds of Family", "The Analects of Confucius" and "The Book of Songs", the children all looked at it slightly.

Seeing so much, you can't chew it. As long as you read a good book, it will be enough for you to use it for life. Since you have read so much, I will come to test you to see how you have learned recently.

Hearing that his mother was going to ask questions, Huo Yun quickly cheered up: "Mother, please answer the questions."

Yao Ying looked at Huo Yun with a decent face and said with a smile, "I know you have a few catties, so I'll test you more simply."

Listen to the gentleman of the Book of Songs.

Huo Yun kept recalling the Book of Songs he read in his mind.

The gentleman is in service and doesn't know the date.

Is it the most important? Chickens live in the pit,

On the eve of the day, the sheep and cattle came down.

If a gentleman is in service, don't think about it.

"My mother doesn't know if what the child said is right. Please correct me."

Yes, I can barely memorize it, so you know what it means.

Huo Yun said, "This film comes from Wang Feng in the Book of Songs. It is mainly about his husband who can't return home when his wife misses service at dusk."

Well, Yao Ying nodded gently, "It seems that you have changed your previous bad habits a lot, but you don't have to worry about quick success, as long as you don't make trouble for me outside."

Huo Yun muttered in his heart, "Can you blame me for what happened in his past? I'm a healthy and progressive young man."

Follow your mother's teachings!

Okay, come on, Huo Er, come here, let me take a good look at you.

Yao Ying's eyes kept looking around Huo Yun, as if she had found something strange. Huo Yun's heart was chilly. With his superior man's sixth sense, he felt that something was about to happen.

Well, it's good, it's good. Usually, I haven't observed it carefully. You are indeed almost grown up. Next year, you will be 15 years old, and it's time to get a family and a career.

"What!" Huo Yun opened his mouth wide, and his mouth was enough to stuff two eggs.

What's the matter? You don't want to. You have to be willing to do this matter. You can't decide on such a big thing.

No... No.. The child is not willing to say, but mother, can you give grace for a few years, not more, just a few years, and then pull her sleeve and pray.

'No, as the only child in the family, you have to inherit incense. I still regret why I didn't do this for you earlier. After doing it, there will be someone to take care of you, so that you don't have to go to the column every day.

"I, it's not this consciousness, mother, I only need to have a grace of two years, can I do it for two years? If it doesn't work for two years, can I find one by myself?" Huo Yun doesn't want the woman he picked up as soon as he gets to be a female Yasha-style figure, so that he won't cry to death.

"No, your father and I have already decided on this matter. Just wait to be the groom. Don't worry, you have to trust your mother's eyes. It can't be wrong."

Oh, Huo Yun can only lower his head helplessly. After all, he couldn't do such a thing in ancient times, but he still said, "Then I can find one myself within a year." This is the minimum requirement, so you can agree.

Yao Ying thought for a moment and felt that she still can't push her children too hard: "Well, you can find it yourself, but you must be the same as my family. You are a good opportunity for this poetry meeting. You have to seize it yourself."

It's my mother. If I have nothing to do, I'll go back to rest now.

Well, go down.

It's my mother, and she walked out depressedly.

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