Three Kingdoms: Madam, I am a decent person

Chapter 7 My Life in the Late Han Dynasty
Captain Zhen Hao saw Zhang Sui looking at him strangely, his heart hanging in his throat, and he asked nervously: "Why, don't you know him?"

If he really didn't know him, he would bury Zhang Sui!

I kept my appetite whetted today, but it turned out to be a fake scholar!

Zhang Sui said: "I do know them, I'm just curious, there are such words."

Captain Zhen Hao heaved a sigh of relief, grinned and said, "Good that you recognized him! Good that you recognized him!"

Pointing to the remaining bamboo slips, Captain Zhen Hao said, "Then hurry up and sort them out and read them to me!"

After saying this, as if he was afraid that Zhang Sui would not study hard, he took out twenty copper coins and handed them to Zhang Sui, saying, "Here, take it."

"I won't treat you unfairly."

Zhang Sui was not polite either.

After taking the copper coins, Zhang Sui sorted out the pile of bamboo slips.

It’s really Liu Bei’s writing!

However, it can be seen that the person who wrote this article about Liu Bei is not very good.

The entire article about Liu Bei is about five hundred words.

It tells the story of a poor refugee who becomes a servant in a famous family.

Later, the young lady from a prominent family fell in love with him.

The two of them met secretly day and night and did all the things that men and women do.

However, when men and women are doing sexual things, there is no other description except extremely vulgar words such as "black hair mixed".

The whole process was filled with the screams of the young lady from a famous family.

Zhang Sui finished sorting and sighed.

His previous curiosity completely calmed down.

Captain Zhen Hao saw his expression and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong? What's the problem?"

"I spent a hundred copper coins to buy this article!"

Zhang Sui looked at the captain Zhen Hao and said, "Captain, forgive me for being blunt, but what the hell is this? It's shoddy."

Zhang Sui really wanted to say that even elementary school students could write better than this!

Captain Zhen Hao was immediately interested when he heard what Zhang Sui said: "Can you write? If you can, an article——"

Captain Zhen Hao gritted his teeth, took out a roll of silk from a wooden box in the room, stuffed it into Zhang Sui's arms and said, "How about a roll of silk?"

Zhang Sui immediately decided: "Okay!"

It is now the first year of Xingping.

According to historical records and the memory of this body, the copper coins used now are Wuzhu coins.

However, this Wuzhu coin is no longer the Wuzhu coin used before the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

Due to insufficient copper production, the imperial court, starting from Dong Zhuo, began to distribute "deteriorated" Wuzhu coins on a large scale.

The most obvious manifestation of this "deterioration" is the reduction in quality.

It is also for this reason that the purchasing power of copper coins is getting worse and worse.

By the first year of Xingping, the means of transaction for the people had become various types of cloth.

For example, linen.

For example, satin.

These cloths have become hard circulation.

If you have ten feet of silk, you can buy several chickens and ducks!

Buy a basket of dry biscuits!
At least, for the short term, I won’t have to go hungry!
Zhang Sui smiled and said to the captain Zhen Hao: "But we have to wait for the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone. Fang Agou is collecting them today, and the captain is waiting."

Captain Zhen Hao rolled his eyes.

What a joke!
Once Fang Agou collects these, they will no longer be mine!

If I seize that thing by force, these people will then accuse me of abusing my power for personal gain!
Captain Zhen Hao crawled under the bed again and found a wooden box containing a thick stack of papers, a brush and an inkstone.

However, these papers were not the white papers of later generations.

It's not even as good as the cheapest draft paper that Zhang Sui used when he was a child.

To be precise, it is the kind of straw paper burned during festivals in rural areas!

yellow.

And it's very rough.

You can even see the raw material of the paper.

Moreover, there are words written on these yellow papers.

There are not many of these words.

The papers are also in a mess.

It felt like someone was writing, got very impatient, wrote a few words, felt unsatisfied, crumpled the paper into a ball, and then threw it away, and then someone picked it up and flattened it.

The brush is also a bit miserable.

Most of the bristles on that brush have fallen off.

Moreover, there was dried ink on the brush. As for the inkstone, it was just a small piece.

Captain Zhen Hao sat cross-legged in front of Zhang Sui, playing with the inkstone reluctantly, and said with a look of nostalgia: "Before, when the eldest master was alive, I protected him closely."

"The eldest son is ill and has a bad temper."

"When he was writing, he would sometimes have a violent coughing fit, and he would get angry and throw the things away."

"I will quietly pick it up and hide it after the eldest master leaves."

"After the eldest son died, I was transferred here to manage the troops."

Zhang Sui nodded.

No wonder.

At the end of the Han Dynasty, the only fairness between the children of aristocratic families and ordinary people was that they rarely had a good death, and most of them died of illness.

Moreover, children from noble families would also die of illness early.

For example, Chen Deng, Zhou Yu, Lu Su, Guo Jia, Xi Zhicai, Cao Chong and so on.

Because, in this era, medical technology is too backward.

Zhang Sui stood up directly.

But he didn't write with a brush.

This body is an illiterate who cannot read a single word.

Zhang Sui himself can write, but only in simplified Chinese.

But the problem is that he never learned to use a brush since he was a child.

I started learning to write with a pencil, then a ballpoint pen and a fountain pen.

I have never touched a brush in my life.

Therefore, he can't write calligraphy.

Zhang Sui went outside to break off a branch and asked the team leader Zhen Hao to sharpen the inkstone while he started writing with the branch.

When he was in high school, he read a lot of Liu Bei's works.

When it comes to Liu Bei's works, he likes those written by women the most.

When he was in his senior year of high school, his deskmate, a girl with very good writing skills, was usually very shy.

However, the flowing and delicate style of Liu Bei's writings made him collect them as treasured editions.

She wrote ten articles about Liu Bei for Zhang Sui.

From The Wolf on the Train to Liu Beiwen in the youth pain literature, there are all of them.

He has kept it all the time.

It was not until he graduated from college and started working that he accidentally lost it during a move.

He regretted this for a long time.

Naturally, his writing skills are not as good as that girl's.

However, it is much better than the article written by Liu Bei on the bamboo slips.

Zhang Sui imagined the lady he had met before and wrote a thousand words in a very fluent manner.

After finishing writing, Zhang Sui blew the ink dry.

His face was a little hot.

Cao.

So obscene!

I am just a wretched loser!
However, when he looked up and saw the shocked expression on Captain Zhen Hao's face, the feeling of shame disappeared.

Captain Zhen Hao exclaimed in amazement: "Zhang Sui, you are amazing!"

“So many words were written in such a short time.”

"Even when the master was alive, he wasn't as powerful as you!"

"The head of the family used to be a county magistrate!"

Zhang Sui scratched his face, laughed and said, "It's nothing!"

Captain Zhen Hao felt embarrassed by all the praise.

How dare he compare himself with the county magistrate?
The county magistrate is responsible for governing the state affairs.

I am writing a vulgar and meaningless article about Liu Bei.

It's not on the same level at all.

Captain Zhen Hao looked at Zhang Sui again and suddenly felt that Zhang Sui was simply an extraordinary person!
Absolutely a great talent!
If you have the chance, recommend it to the housekeeper.

If Zhang Sui can gain a foothold in the Zhen family, he, as the recommender, will also be able to do better.

However, before that, there was still something for Zhang Sui to do.

Captain Zhen Hao said in a flattering and expectant manner: "Well, Zhang Sui, can you read it to me now?"

(End of this chapter)