After returning to Xiahou's house, he began to pack up his things slowly.

Just as Mrs. Bian said, even if Cao Cao slapped his head and decided that he would be an enlightenment teacher for Cao Pi, the rules and procedures he should have must not be missing. Otherwise, if he said it, neither of them would be ashamed of his face.

I will pack up all my things here today, and wait until tomorrow, Cao Pi will come to worship the apprenticeship and will take his things to live with him to Cao Cao's house.

Of course, in order to show your talent, I brought a lot of books when I went there. However, books in this era are still mainly simple, and occasionally important things are written on the surface. As for the simplified script, everyone knows that the thing is cut into wood chips of the same size with bamboo and then combined with ropes.

The books of this era are basically written on these wooden slips. A bundle of bamboo slips is a large pile, and there are not many words written. This also makes it quite inconvenient to store or carry letters before the appearance of paper.

Of course, Xiahou Yu still has some collections. Although the Four Books and Five Classics are not complete, each of them still has a few volumes. In addition, after coming to this era, Xiahou Yu felt that his memory was particularly good. Not only did he reach this place since childhood, whether he was stealing or reading books, he was packed with him by his predecessor, but he could read the memories of later generations very clearly as if he was reviewing a book.

Although Cao Cao must have a collection of books, he still has to bring them with him. When he goes there, he doesn’t fill a few carriages with bamboo slips, how can he tell others whether his husband’s knowledge is profound?

With the help of the servants (the main servants are moving, and Xiahou Yu is just directing next to him, don’t let these books scatter or put them incorrectly), it took Xiahou Yu almost an afternoon to pack more than ten boxes of bamboo slips.

After walking back and forth in front of the box for a few times, he always felt that it was a little bit worse. After reading the categories of each box again, Xiahou Yu slapped his head and finally understood why he felt something was wrong.

The books I prepared to bring include the Four Books, Five Classics, and works by Laozi and other pre-Qin people. These works are understandable in terms of depth and content.

But they are not suitable for enlightenment for children. It is also a pity that Xiahou Yu usually likes to read and has some knowledge of historical texts. Of course, he also learned from these historical texts that the best book for enlightenment is naturally "Thousand Character Text".

In modern times, although Xiahou Yu has read and read the content of "Thousand Characters", he will never be able to memorize it. At most, he can say "The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, and the universe is vast and vast."

However, after traveling through time, he could clearly see what he had seen in his mind. He immediately asked the servants at home to send new bamboo slips.

Seeing that the weather was getting better, I immediately lay on the table and took a brush, and wrote the "Thousand Character Text" one by one on the bamboo slips.

Just as Xiahou Yu was concentrating on writing a thousand-character text, Xiahou Yuan followed a big man and a thin young man into the courtyard where he was. Originally, Xiahou Yuan was going to remind him, but when he saw him writing, the big man stopped Xiahou Yuan.

The young man picked up the bamboo slips written in front of Xiahou Yu, who had been placed next to him, and looked carefully.

Although he was still careless at the beginning, after reading a few words, his expression became more and more excited. When he saw it, he was so surprised that he opened his mouth wide.

"Ah! Comfortable!" It took Xiahou Yu a lot of time to copy the full text of the Thousand Characters. The main reason is that it is really difficult to write on the bamboo slips, and it is necessary to make as little mistakes as possible. After all, if you cannot use a small shovel to shovel the characters, this bamboo piece will be wasted.

For this, he wrote every stroke and every word he wrote very carefully.

When he finished writing, he realized that it was dark. The light reflected on his bamboo slip was not the sun's light, but the candles and inscription oil lit next to him.

Not far away, a young man was silently chanting something while opening his mouth and shutting up his mouth and constantly flipping through the bamboo slips he was resting next to him.

When he turned around, his two cousins ​​Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan were standing silently behind him.

Seeing his gaze as he looked over, Xiahou Yuan, who had a more jumpy personality, gave him a secret thumb.

"I don't know if my brothers are coming, Yu is far away to welcome me. I hope my brother will forgive me." Xiahou Yu, who stood up from the table, felt sore all over. The body of the body was indeed not good. Although he has not suffered any serious illness since he came to this world, he has been suffering from minor illnesses. This is the first time he is sitting on the table and writing so many bamboo slips. So after standing up, he shook and almost stood firm. Fortunately, Xiahou Dun, who was close to him, took a hand.

"It's okay, we also heard Miaocai talk about what happened to Meng De today. When we came back, you can come and have a look." Xiahou Dun waved his hand, then bypassed Xiahou Yu and picked up the bamboo slips on his table, and smiled on his face. "It's Ziqing, you gave us a lot of surprises."

"It's so perfect. You are Xiahou Ziqing. I am Xi Zhicai and currently the Chief Secretary of Chen Liu. This thousand-character article of Ziqing is the best in the ages. I feel very lucky to see this article with my own eyes." The young man seemed very excited to hold the bamboo slip in one hand and pull Xiahou Yu's sleeve in the other.

Seeing his excited appearance, Xiahou Yu was a little scared. It was just an article, even if "Thousand Characters" was a child enlightenment literature that had been passed down for thousands of years, his role was only enlightenment.

Xiahou Yu blushed when he heard such high praise. One was that he didn't expect that he would also take the road of copying the text, and the other was that he was too thin and heard that he was spitting out of the young man's mouth for several minutes without repetition. He felt very embarrassed.

"I should not praise this. Isn't this going to recognize words for the child of the Cao family tomorrow? I was thinking about letting such a young child learn the Four Books and Five Classics and he couldn't understand it, so I tried to write an article covering most commonly used words for children to learn words for them." Since "Thousand Characters" did not exist in this era, Xiahou Yu also shamelessly took it into his hands.

Otherwise, what if I say, would I tell others that this is an article that has been hundreds of years later? I just wrote it out in advance. Xiahou Yu is not a fool either.

After being satisfied, Xiahou Yu realized that the young man in front of him claimed to be Xi Zhicai, the one who said that "After Cao Cao's death, no one can make plans with him. You, Yinggu, have many talented men, who can continue?" Guo Jia, who was the first master of Cao Cao's seat.
Chapter completed!