Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

Chapter 182 Books

Ayi was leaning on the bedpost and reading a book beside the bed.He was holding a copy of Spring and Autumn in his hand and was reading it very seriously. He was so dazed that he didn't even notice Jiang Sile's arrival.

Ayi was leaning on the bedpost and reading a book beside the bed.He was holding a copy of Spring and Autumn in his hand and was reading it very seriously. He was so dazed that he didn't even notice Jiang Sile's arrival.

When Jiang Sile looked at A Yi who was studying seriously, a smile appeared on her lips. Instead of disturbing A Yi, she sat on the small stool next to the round table and picked up a book to read.

Unlike A Yishi, the books Jiang Sile read were taken out from the hands of the two monks from Qingyang Temple, mainly the notebooks of the previous abbot of Qingyang Temple.

When Jiang Sile got these things, the two monks, especially Yuan Yi, were very reluctant to part with them. They also told Jiang Sile: "I hope that after you have seen it, the originals will be returned..."

Jiang Sile agreed very seriously and sincerely at that time. She said in a low voice: "Of course. This is something from the temple. You can return after reading it."

After finishing speaking, the two great monks felt relieved, and Monk Yuanyi took them all the way to the gate of the temple before leaving.

There are four books in Jiang Sile's hands, all of which are very thick.One of the books has yellowing pages and cover, and the corners of the pages are bent, obviously it has been there for some time.

The one she picked up first was the oldest-looking one.

Jiang Sile flipped through a few pages, and the rustling of the pages sounded in the room.

She read through it quickly, and the mixed descriptions in traditional Chinese characters and classical Chinese made Jiang Sile pause and scan quickly, and began to read more seriously.

Most of the first page just talks about things about Qingyang Temple. For example, on a certain day of the month, a tile-roofed house in the backyard of the temple collapsed.

In a few days of the month, some pilgrims and devotees added a lot of money for sesame oil to the temple. The old abbot estimated that when the farming season is slack next year, he can hire someone to build a good Zen room in the temple.

……

This book is full of such little things, and it looks like the previous host's idle daily diary.

However, by reading between the lines, Jiang Sile gradually understood the host's personality and writing habits.

As long as it is related to the temple, everything is described in detail, but there is even less description of myself.But this made Jiang Sile see the stability and Zen nature of this host.

Jiang Sile's brows became a little clearer and soothing. She had an idea and suddenly thought that in this case, there should be records about Emperor Wu's visit to Qingyi Temple.

Thinking about this, Jiang Sile quickly flipped through the pages, trying to find keywords about 'Your Majesty', 'Your Majesty', etc., so as to locate which page it was on.

Jiang Sile flipped her fingers. No matter how fast she moved, it was still difficult to scan the entire thick book.

When she reached the end of the page, she still didn't see any words related to Emperor Wu. Jiang Sile frowned, but her hand involuntarily reached to the next page.

The handwriting in the second book is more mature, the words inside are sparse, and the sentences used are more cautious.

The whole book talks about the weather in Chengzhou during these years that caused the huts in the backyard to be completely uninhabitable and collapsed again and again.So we invited workers and farmers to build all mud houses and tile houses in the backyard, replacing all the original thatched houses and wooden houses.

When the text was written here, the pen was extremely shallow. It seems that the hand of the person who wrote it was weak and the end was approaching.

The second book did not contain any news about Emperor Wu. On the contrary, the incident at Qingyang Temple recorded by the host aroused Jiang Sile's interest. Even if it was just a trivial matter, she read it with gusto.

After closing the second book, Jiang Sile was about to reach out to the third one when he felt hungry in his belly and couldn't help but rub his belly.

She turned her head and looked at the bedside. A Yishi had already laid down. The book was still in her hand, but it was obvious that she had not opened a few pages.

Jiang Sile couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, took A Yishi's hand, and shook it gently.After just a moment, Ayishi moved his shoulders and opened his eyes.

When he saw it was Jiang Sile, he grinned and pulled Jiang Sile into his arms with force.

Jiang Sile couldn't help but smile, and fell on top of him, resting her head on his chest, feeling extremely happy.

When she pushed Ayi with her hand, she said in a light tone: "Don't go to sleep. Are you hungry? Let's go find some food?"

A Yishi stroked Jiang Sile's ink-colored hair with one hand and said with a smile, "Okay..."

The two arranged their clothes and walked downstairs side by side.

The first floor is the dining hall. Jiang Sile took Ayi and found a free table and sat down.

The little man wearing a round hat walked neatly to their side and handed out the recipe.

After the two ordered a few dishes, the waiter hurriedly said the names of the dishes and walked to the kitchen.

A man's soft hum came from the kitchen, which meant he understood.

Before long, their dishes were all on the table, and a bucket of rice was placed beside the table.

The two of them were chatting about interesting things while eating, or listening to the conversations of various people on the first floor.

In this canteen, there are public officers resting here, there are also wealthy merchants treating guests to dinner, and there are people drinking alone in the corner. After drinking, they lie on the table and mutter, shouting a few words from time to time. In other words, there are also girls chatting and eating here after being tired from shopping.

There were all kinds of people and it was very lively.

Even if the two of them were in this crowd, they wouldn't look out of place.When the little girls turned their heads slightly to glance at Ayi, they immediately turned back.

There was also an exceptionally lively and outgoing little girl sitting at their table and chatting with Jiang Sile for a few words.

Most of the people who asked about it talked about makeup, jewelry, or gossip and anecdotes.

It's nothing more than a girl from a certain family falling in love with a young man from a certain family, or a man from a certain family admiring a certain girl.

Jiang Sile chatted happily with her, but unfortunately, her nursing home was standing nearby, and the two chatted for a few words and left in a hurry.

Ayi was concentrating on eating and looking at Jiang Sile from time to time. He was so concerned that he didn't realize it.Only when he looked at Jiang Sile did he unconsciously curl up the corners of his mouth.

Only when he was by Jiang Sile's side was he not a warrior of Qingyi, or a leader in the army.

He is just Jiang Sile's Ayishi.

After finishing the meal, Jiang Sile wiped the corners of his mouth and planned to go upstairs to continue looking for clues in the thick books.

But A Yishi held her back and said with a gentle smile: "Want to go shopping in the market?"

His last note was raised, and he looked at Jiang Sile to ask for her opinion.

Jiang Sile opened her mouth slightly in surprise, but soon she agreed with a smile on her lips.

(End of this chapter)