Siheyuan: Silly Zhu snatches my teacher Ran and cries for him

Chapter 58
It was another morning.

Three strangers suddenly entered the courtyard house where no outsider had been here for a long time.

They looked here and there in the courtyard, but they didn't have the slightest intention of being obscene. Although the clothes everyone wore were very simple, they achieved the most basic cleanliness.

"Xiao Lin said that he lived in the room facing the gate of the middle courtyard, and there was no one there."

The leader is actually Qi Gong, and today he found two friends to look for Lin Anguo.

"Qigong, don't you mistake the house number?"

The people who came were not very old. Among the three, the one who talked with Qi Gong was older. He looked about the same age as Qi Gong, and the other one was nearly 40 years old.

"Professor Qi Gong, will your student go out to buy groceries this morning?"

Qi Gong looked at Lin Anguo's empty room and shook his head.

"No, if he goes grocery shopping, his wife, Xiao Ran, should be there too."

lady?

Yi Zhonghai has been wandering around in the courtyard, since these people entered the courtyard, he has been following them.

Serious common people would not call someone's wife Madam.

There are three more wearing glasses.

Yi Zhonghai thought it was the teacher from Hongren Elementary School who came over.

But when it seemed that there were some people who were Lin Anguo's teacher, and someone called Professor, Yi Zhonghai knew the identities of these people.

At this time, Qigong finally remembered to ask someone.

The No.1 choice is naturally Yi Zhonghai, who is watching them from the side.

Qi Gong walked forward with a smile on his face, and asked very kindly.

"Comrade, may I ask which room Lin Anguo lives in?"

Yi Zhonghai pointed to the room facing Qi Gong and the others, and said, "I'll live here, but maybe go to the backyard, you go to the backyard and look for it."

Qi Gong immediately thanked: "Comrade, thank you."

Then he turned to his friend and said, "Zhonghan, Shouyan, let's go to the backyard and have a look."

The three then went to the backyard.

Yi Zhonghai thought about it quickly, and ran to Yan Bugui's house in the front yard. He suddenly felt that this was a good opportunity.

At this time, although the ten-year storm has not yet broken out, all kinds of colleges and universities are already experiencing high winds and torrential rains, and even those who are a little sensitive feel that something is wrong.

And at this point in time, there are three "literate people" coming to the door. If you take care of it carefully, it may end Lin Anguo.

Qi Gong was completely unaware that the peers he had just met had such deep thoughts.

A few of them went to the backyard and indeed found Lin Anguo.

Lin Anguo was making brunch at this time.

After not going to work, he and Ran Qiuye's living habits also became lazy. They didn't get up until eight or nine every day, and it was almost ten o'clock after tidying up.

It's better to make brunch directly, and the dinner time should be moved forward.

"Professor, why are you here?"

Lin Anguo was washing vegetables outside, when he saw Qi Gong coming, his first reaction was just surprise, not the slightest surprise.

Even if Qi Gong is his teacher, Lin Anguo doesn't want to get into trouble.

Qi Gong didn't have the slightest awareness, and even introduced two people around him to Lin Anguo.

"This is my good friend Wang Zhonghan, and this is the deputy editor-in-chief of Huaxia Book Company, Zhao Shouyan. I showed them your corrected "Drafts of Qing History", and they insisted on coming to see you."

Lin Anguo smiled helplessly.

Literati are like this. Some literati are as simple-minded as babies, while some literati are so bad to the bone.

Although Qi Gong is not pure to the extreme, but sometimes he does things too according to his own likes and dislikes.

"Gentlemen, let's talk in the room, it's too conspicuous outside."

Lin Anguo put the washed vegetables into the vegetable basket, thinking that he might cook a few more dishes at noon today, and prepare some sets of bowls and chopsticks.

"Yes, go in and talk."

Zhao Shouyan nodded, feeling a little conspicuous outside.

A few people entered the deaf old lady's house, Lin Anguo asked Ran Qiuye to go outside to wash some vegetables, and help watch the wind by the way.

After entering the room, Lin Anguo was not as cautious as before.

The two brought by Qi Gong excitedly took out the "Drafts of Qing History" proofread by Lin Anguo.

"Xiao Lin, did you really modify the school by yourself?"

Wang Zhonghan obviously couldn't believe that a young man could have such a profound historical and cultural foundation.

Their generation, including Qi Gong, is the old man who inherited the memory of the previous era.

Lin Anguo knew that it was the system's credit, but even if he admitted the plagiarism, he couldn't find out who it was, so he might as well pass on the credit, but he had to be humble.

"It cannot be said that it was done by one person, the professor also helped me a lot."

Qigong laughed angrily.

"You boy, apart from lending you the unfinished manuscript of Qing History, what else have I done to help you? Shou Yan, this boy is a good candidate to correct the history of the country. If there is a chance to restart the plan in the future, we must bring him along. "

Zhao Shouyan is not a celebrity, but this era is the 60s.

Anyone in Forty-Nine City may look inconspicuous, but the ghost knows whether his ancestors have ever been brilliant.

It stands to reason that Qi Gong would not find a deputy editor-in-chief of a publishing house to come over.

But there is a man named Zhao Erxun in the ancestor of this Zhao Shouyan family, who is the editor-in-chief of the unfinalized edition of "Drafts of Qing History"!
Lin Anguo is still somewhat familiar with this Zhao Erxun, purely because he has watched the TV series "Young Marshal", in which Zhao Erxun was mentioned, and this editor-in-chief was the governor of the three eastern provinces.

"Yes, if it can be restarted, I will definitely find Lin Anguo, a person who corrects the 300-year history in two months, a talent who knows the world!"

Zhao Shouyan looked at Lin Anguo, his eyes almost lit up, wishing he could know Lin Anguo a few years earlier.

"Xiaolin, do you know anything about the history of other dynasties?"

Zhao Shouyan continued to ask Lin Anguo, even if the "Drafts of Qing History" were corrected again, it would not be better than Lin Anguo's version. It could be published directly, and Lin Anguo should continue to shine in other places.

Lin Anguo was waiting for such an opportunity.

A chance to climb up, a chance to get in touch with the upper echelons of Forty-Nine City!

Shazhu can get to know great leaders by cooking, and Lin Anguo can also use his knowledge.

Although there won't be good results within a few years, and there will even be backlash, but people still have to plan for ten years later.

Lin Anguo stabilized his mind and looked at Zhao Shouyan with firm eyes.

"It's not arrogant to say that I know better than the former Qing Dynasty!"

The historical knowledge given to Lin Anguo by the system is a treasure summed up by Huaxia after decades of archaeological experience.

Instead of research in the 60s and [-]s, this kind of research basically relied on historical data or guesswork.

Lin Anguo took advantage of the times.

"An Guo, be careful what you say."

Qi Gong couldn't help reminding Lin Anguo, but was interrupted by Wang Zhonghan next to him.

"Qigong, people don't frivolously waste young people. Your ancestor is Emperor Yongzheng, but can you be better than Xiaolin?"

Can you?

No!

Lin Anguo felt a little embarrassed.

The version he corrected was perfected on the basis of Qi Gong and several other masters.

Lin Anguo is not awesome himself, but stands on the shoulders of giants and steals the achievements of others.

(End of this chapter)