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Chapter 52 The lord, you actually brushed the anger value (2)

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Therefore, Xiang Bo only talked about compensation as a scholar's demeanor.

When Sun Yang heard Mr. Xiang Bo's words, he looked surprised. Obviously, he thought more about it. He only felt that this sister-in-law could get Mr. Xiang Bo's sincere promise. The content was simply imaginative.

And this sister-in-law was loyal to the master. For the sake of her, she had no objection to her. Sun Yang was so excited that she was about to speak up and asked her, but was firmly nailed to the place by the young master Cangyue's cold eyes.

Sun Yang was stunned. Why did the Lord stop him? Could it be...

Prince Cangyue looked down at Chen Baiqi in front of him. He would not interfere with her decision. This result was obtained by her and he gave her the will to make decisions independently.

Chen San didn't know what Sun Yang and Prince Cangyue thought. She was not a person who could not repay kindness. Of course, she did not want to give up such unexpected benefits, but a careful consideration.

As everyone stopped looking at her and waited quietly, she had a conclusion.

"Mr. Chen Sanwen reads your books extensively and is full of knowledge. Although Chen San is a woman, he does not want to live a foolish life, so he only asks for one."

Xiang Bo said: "It can be said."

Chen San raised his clothes and bowed, and his waist was covered with rings. "Can you agree to ask Chen San to borrow the bookshelf scroll in Mr.'s library? Chen San dare not chew too much. He will borrow it again after studying one book. Mr. Wang will be merciful to fulfill it."

As soon as these words came to an end, not only Xiang Bo was stunned, but the others were also surprised.

Borrowing a book?!

Chen San's eyes were bright. She believed that a person with such extensive knowledge must have washed the world of books all year round.

To be honest, although she is not lacking in ancient knowledge, she is not the soul of this era after all. The huge gap and difference between her and the culture of this era. She wants to make up for and understand this gap. She is also eager to study and wants to find a path from the books of sages in the past that Chen Baiqi can walk calmly.

However, books are so precious. How many people only appreciate one book in their lifetime and enjoy it. It is so rare to have a chance to read a lot of books. If you don’t speak today, it would be a pity for this experience.

Of course, this thought was also because she accepted the system task. If she went down the mountain and visited again, who would know which day she would be better off using this reason to get in close contact with him.

As for the matter of going up the mountain to seek medical treatment, I am afraid that even if she asks for help, she will not be able to go down the mountain to treat her in such a weak state. After all, treating doctors and patients is a laborious task.

She thought that instead of begging for something he could not do, she would find another thing that both parties could accept.

Xiang Bo swept over her white and delicate appearance and said, "I'll go all the way to Pingling County and enter the east, and the sun is hot..."

Chen Baiqi smiled calmly and said, "In order to study, ancient times, you can lure the wall and borrow light, hanging the beam and stab the thighs. Although Chen San did not commit suicide, he also knew that studying should not be lazy. The heaven, earth, sun and moon were busier than people."

In fact, studying in this era is a very hard and patient thing. As the saying goes, the third update is light and the fifth update is that all students work hard. However, this is the first time that Xiang Bo Xun Huo met a sister-in-law who is so enlightened and eager to learn.

For some reason, he wanted to know her and asked, "Have you read any of these books?"

Chen San replied: "The Analects of Confucius, the Book of Songs."

He pondered for a moment and said again: "If you are not angry, you will not be enlightened, and if you are not confused, you will not be expressed. If you take a corner and do not rebel with three corners, you will not be able to return. Can you understand the source of this sentence?"

Chen San did not think: "The Analects of Confucius is the seventh chapter."

Xiang Bo looked at it gently: "Can you know its meaning?"

Chen Sanyu organized a language in his mind, and said something like a pearl: "The sage believes that the teaching disciples should teach them all, but they should not memorize them by rote. He requires students to understand "learning from one example and applying it to others", be able to think and understand by themselves, and inspire and enlighten them after the students have fully thought independently."

In fact, the Analects of Confucius is still superficial for Chen San, and there are many translations explained in later generations, so there is no pressure to answer, but her response is astonishing as others.

One is because of her reciprocity and her quick thinking.

Mr. Xiang Bo likes smart people, and he looks more kind: "Chen San, do you know what I mean by this sentence?"

"Chen San thanked Mr. Xiang Bo for giving Qu Jiaoxi, and also for thanking Mr. Wang for his accomplishment." Chen Baiqi was not only smart, but also cunning. As soon as she captured his intention, she tried every means to make trouble and would not let him get rid of it.

"Chen San will visit again soon. Chen San hopes to see her again." Her blessed body, her crimson lips lightly opened, and her smile shone on her face.

In the bright light, the girl's face was vivid but not sad. She smiled at him happily and gratefully, without a charming look. She was so beautiful that it was dazzling with the vitality.

Mr. Xiang Bo looked at her and recalled the previous scene of Meng Lang. He suddenly tightened his heart and rushed up the steps without saying a word. The robe that was flying up was like a cold butterfly wing. His ink hair flew away, his slightly bowed face was unobstructed, and his white jade-like face seemed to be drunk with a red cloud...
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