Watching the emperor leave.
The important officials in the house were thinking about the same thing, that is, the emperor was too lazy to even care about the government affairs, and was afraid that there was only one thing in his heart that he would care about it.
After offering sacrifices to heaven, Fengshan is the Fengshan.
The emperor only had one thought left in his mind, which was Fengshan.
Seeing the emperor getting on the carriage and heading towards Songshan, Zhang Qixian suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahaha, you old guys, if you don't believe it, you can send someone back to see it. Liu An must be writing his own history."
Zhang Qixian guessed half of it.
Liu An didn't know how to write his own history, but was fooling the historian.
The historian was very tough and held the paper cutter around his neck: "There was a Taishi family in ancient times, but there are now..."
"Stop, stop." Liu An took two steps back and sat on the ground: "Don't do this, I'll ask you one thing, is the Xuanwu Gate Incident a real history? Are you sure the historian's record is absolutely true and there is no water seepage?"
"This..." The historian's surname is Nanshi, and he is also a famous person.
The Taishi family he mentioned was that the four brothers were historians. Three brothers were cut down in a row and the knife was placed on the neck of the fourth child. The fourth child still insisted on recording the historical truth.
This is the role model for historians.
Although Nan Shigong choked Liu An, he quickly calmed down: "Wen Daya's daily notes still leave facts. Even if you force me to write a fake history, someone will record the real history."
Liu An waved his hand and said, "No, no, no. I, Liu An, don't care how to write historical books. Anyway, there is no difference between keeping the fragrance of history and leaving the devil for thousands of years. Someone knows it after a thousand years. You can write about how I, Liu An, is bad, such as robbing other children's candies at the age of three, and throwing mud at the door of his wife at the age of four, and I don't care."
Shigong Nan didn't understand: "Then why do you come to me?"
"I just say one thing, either I take the blame, you can take the blame, and you can take out our court to protect your innocence. Or as I said, we will respond to the requests of thousands of Japanese people, to eliminate evil politics and to be free to the Japanese people. You think that all Japanese people are slaves, and there is no one in the entire Japanese island except for the nobles and thugs and dog-legged people, and they are all slaves. How hateful."
"really?"
"If you don't believe me, go to the Japanese island. You can ask the Japanese yourself. See if the Japanese were slaves before. Ask me, after our Song Dynasty killed the nobles of Zhuzi Island, did ordinary Japanese people live happier? You can see them yourself and ask them yourself."
Liu An's words made Nan Shigong a little shaken. Liu An was so confident, that was definitely not nonsense.
Shigong Nan asked again: "No, if you trade other people's lands for Changbai Mountain, this matter must be recorded in history books, and you will cheat and rob."
"No problem, you can write this. But you have to consider the words. I, Liu An, are just a minister, and this matter will eventually be blamed. According to my opinion, you can write this matter more in detail, or you can wait a moment and give me three months, and I will get you the Book of the Japanese People and Wanmins placed in Asu Mountain."
"Really?" Nan Shigong expressed doubts.
No, Nan Shigong came to his senses. He investigated the so-called books of the people in Goryeo, and could not be said to be fake, but the hidden secret is huge.
On the Japanese island, Liu An might send someone to write it out. Not to mention ten thousand people put their handprints, even ten thousand Liu An could find it.
Not right.
If Liu An could ask 100,000 Japanese people to lay his handprints, then this proves that what Liu An said was true, and that the Japanese people asked to eliminate evil policies and restore their freedom.
No, no, no, no.
Liu An killed the Japanese nobles and controlled the Japanese people, so the Japanese people listened to him and wrote books on the people.
A problem with a dead knot, is there a chicken or an egg first?
Go around to death.
Nan Shigong's head began to swell, but he fainted directly.
The medical officer has arrived.
People are fine, but the diagnosis is that they hurt God and let them recuperate.
Liu An always accompanied him and personally fed Nan Shigong medicine.
Liu An began to say again: "I'm talking about Shigong Nan, you have a small notebook in your family that you can remember."
"Yes, the children in the family have been learning to remember things since childhood. There are also records of big and small things in the family."
Liu An smiled badly: "You can guarantee that all the scandals have been recorded in all the records of your Nanshi family over the years. Isn't it hidden at all?"
"Forget it, forgot. I took a step back and made temporary records but did not enter the history books. But you have to let me go to the Japanese island to verify it. If it is true as you said, saving the Japanese people and the water and fire, then I will embellish it, but the historical facts cannot be violated."
"No problem, you can scold me hard in history books, I don't care." Liu An smiled happily.
Liu An was content with the fact that he could let the historians embellish it in his words. What is the truth of history can never be explained by just a few historical records.
So, Liu An has a second move.
This move is called unofficial history.
Make up stories, songs and dances. This thing is much more cruel than history books. It is not too easy for unofficial history to surpass official history.
For example, is the Zhuge Villageman who Zhou Yu cursed in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms a big gap between the official history and the Romance of the Romance?
There are a few ordinary people who know the official history, only knowing that Mr. Wolong is omnipotent and one demigod.
So, it’s really hard to say about Shi.
Who knows that is true and that is false.
When Liu An left Nan Shigong's house and returned to Li Jilong's mansion, he saw someone moving his luggage.
Liu An held the person in charge: "What do you mean, is your general going to drive me away?"
The in charge quickly explained: "No, no. It was the Marquis' younger brother who came back from the Jintong Mine, so my master had sent someone to clean up the Marquis' Mansion."
"Oh, this kid Liu Le is back."
When it comes to Liu Le, Liu An has to admire him. In his later years, Liu Le's age was probably still at home and his mother was short all day long. He was just the age of a high school student, but he could already stand alone in making a living at home.
Is it forced by life or created by the environment?
This doesn't matter anymore.
Now that there are people at home, it is really unqualified to rely on other people's houses. Liu An went to Li Jilong to say goodbye and returned to his home.
Liu Le did not get married, so it is reasonable to return to Bianliang to live back to Liu's mansion now, but the weeds in the Liu's mansion are all one foot tall. Since he has not gotten married, living in his brother's house is also his own.
After not seeing each other for a year, Liu An could hardly recognize Liu Le.
The round guy went there, the guy who couldn't even find his eyes.
That fat man actually transformed gorgeously.
So handsome?
Liu An walked around Liu Le three times, and then saw his heroic and handsome face. Liu An not only thought about his father Liu Lang when he was young, or when he was not fat.
I reached out and pinched Liu Le's arm twice. It was very strong and obviously I had practiced it.
Liu An patted Liu Le's shoulder twice: "If you lose weight when you are hungry, you will feel distressed when you see her."
Liu Le quickly replied: "Brother, I ate a lot, but I just lost weight."
Chapter completed!