Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 573
The flying snow outside the window was messy like pear blossoms, rolling and dancing in the sky and the earth, falling on the branches of the big trees, on the rockeries and rocks, and on the ridges and eaves of the ridges and roofs, wrapped in powder and white.

There is a faint aroma of tea in the duty room of the library building, and the briquettes in the stove are burning vigorously, dispelling the cold air.

Hot tea is fragrant, drinking tea and reading, in this snowy time, it is extraordinarily comfortable and leisurely.Fang Jun walked back and forth on the bookshelf on the first floor, found a copy of Mozi, and moved the thick stack of books back to the bookcase.

When he was in college, Fang Jun had a high school classmate who was close to the history department of the same university.The relationship between the two was very good. Once, the classmate borrowed a set of Mozi from the school library and planned to write a thesis.

Fang Jun was very interested in Mozi, so he read it.

There are only 53 chapters of Mozi in later generations, but the one in hand now has 71 chapters in fifteen volumes.In addition to the classics of Confucianism, many of these important classics of various schools of thought have been lost in the long river of history, and it is quite lucky to have 53 survived.

Without him, when Confucianism occupied the righteousness of the name and ruled the imperial examination, all the scholars and hundreds of schools became dross that could be discarded, and it was useless to learn from the imperial examination, who would go to learn?
Rather than saying "everything is inferior, only reading is high", in fact it is "dismissing a hundred schools of thought and respecting Confucianism." Dong Zhongshu helped Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty stabilize the imperial situation and elevate feudal autocracy to an unprecedented height, but it really destroyed the Chinese nation. The enterprising spirit of the whole nation has imprisoned the thoughts of the whole nation in the world of Confucianism, and can no longer see the splendor and light of the whole world.

When Emperor Hongwu invented the "eight-legged writing", he would completely shackle the mind of this nation and drag it into the dark abyss step by step...

Taking a sip of tea, he found a comfortable position on the chair, picked up a volume of books, and read it with relish.

The snowflakes are clustered together, the tea fragrance is dense, and time slips away unconsciously.

Shangguanyi was restless.

There are more than [-] books in the entire library. It is said that a batch of books donated by the Jiangnan family will arrive in a few days. With so many books, it is undoubtedly a huge project to sort them.

Looking at Fang Jun's style, Shangguanyi knew that most of the work had to be done by himself.Looking at the details of the books piled up in front of him, his head was as big as a bucket.

Fang Jun was able to read the books, but Shangguan Yi had no thoughts at all, so he cleaned up the other bookcase, sorted out the details of the books, and began to transcribe the catalogue, at the same time, classified and archived, and compiled an index.

The duty room was quiet again, only the voice of Shangguan Yi studying ink, and Fang Jun's rustling of flipping books.

After a long time, Fang Jun raised his head from the book, glanced at the busy Shangguan Yi, sighed, and tapped the book case with his finger.

Shangguanyi looked up blankly and looked at Fang Jun in confusion: "What's the school secretary's order?"

Fang Jun pointed to the details of the booklet in his hand, and said, "How long do you have to compile this method? Go, let's go to dinner with someone."

Shangguanyi looked helpless, and declined: "Thank you for your kindness, but Xiaguan will not go, since ancient times, book sorting has always been like this, it just takes more time, giving Xiaguan a month is enough. Sort out the books in the building."

Fang Jun put down his book, stretched his waist, shook his head and said, "Life and death are a small matter, but eating is a big matter. Go back and teach you a way to fix this directory index in two days."

Shangguanyi naturally didn't believe it.

The catalog index of more than [-] books can be done in two days?If you can read it from the beginning in two days, you have good eyesight!

However, I was really hungry in my stomach, and after drinking tea, I felt even more hungry.Life in Chang'an is really too difficult. Every day I count the few coins to live. In the morning, I just drank a small bowl of gruel, which was already digested by this time.

Then he no longer refused, stood up, and said: "In this way, I will disturb the school clerk."

Seeing his crepe-like appearance, Fang Jun pouted and said nothing. He picked up the mink hat on the desk and put it on his head, opened the door and walked out.

Shangguanyi followed and took two steps, then stepped back.Using the stove hook to imitate Fang Jun's style, he turned the briquettes in the hearth gently, the holes in the upper and lower blocks were staggered, the air was blocked, and the flame became smaller.In this way, it can not only prevent fires from happening, but also save coal...

And then chased out the door.

The snow fell heavily, and the sky and the earth were already covered with silver. The courtyard in front of the library building and a thick layer fell. The servants and maids of the East Palace organized to clean up the snow.It's just that goose feathers of snow fell in clusters, and the front has not been swept, and the back is full.

With his hands behind his back, Fang Jun stood in front of a maid who was commanding snow sweeping and asked, "Is Your Highness in the palace?"

That chambermaid was the steward of the East Palace, so he naturally knew how much his Crown Prince valued this Fang Erlang, and even more so that he was about to become the concubine, so he replied respectfully: "If you return to Erlang, His Royal Highness went to the court early, and just came back just now. "

Fang Jun waved at Shangguanyi behind him and said with a smile, "This is just right. Let's go to His Highness to have a lunch. If His Highness is no longer the only princess, I would be a little embarrassed."

After saying that, he turned a corner and walked straight towards the Lizheng Hall.

Shangguanyi heard it clearly from behind, and his heart skipped a beat.He traveled all the way to the capital to participate in the imperial examinations, just to fight for an official status and a certain future?Now that I can speak directly in front of the Crown Prince, if His Royal Highness leaves a good impression, even if the imperial examination fails, it is not difficult to ask the Crown Prince to recommend an official position.

The most important thing, from now on, he has the traces of the prince printed on his body. He is regarded as the prince's support. In the future, when the prince ascends the throne, he is a proper servant of the dragon. How can Shangguanyi not be excited?
No matter how pure and upright a person is, it is impossible to leave the ladder to the sky and remain indifferent.

That's not integrity, that's stupidity...

At the same time, he sighed in the bottom of his heart that he was just a small bookkeeper in the library, and it was extremely difficult to meet His Royal Highness, but following Fang Jun, he could directly enter the room and go to the Lizheng Hall to have a meal...

The gap between people is really huge.

I sighed in my heart, but the pace was not slow at all, keeping up with Fang Jun closely.

When the servant at the entrance of the Lizheng Hall saw Fang Jun, he naturally wouldn't stop him. The old leader of the servant smiled and opened his mouth with a missing tooth: "Hehe, Erlang is so lucky at this time, His Highness just ordered the servants to serve dinner. Woolen cloth."

Fang Jun walked up the steps, took off his hat and brushed off the snow, and said with a smile, "I'm just grabbing this meal. If I go home and toss it again with such a heavy snow, I'll really suffer."

The old maid naturally took the hat from Fang Jun's hand, bent down and said, "My servant will take it for you to dry, and wear warm clothes when you leave."

"Thank you!" Fang Jun said thanks, took out a small square and delicate silver coin from his purse, and threw it to the old servant: "Take it for tea."

This kind of silver coin was specially made by Fang Jun, so it was convenient to use as a reward.The officialdom of the Tang Dynasty was relatively clean. Compared with the Ming and Qing dynasties, it was a world apart. The "door bag" was unheard of.However, Fang Jun is well versed in the way of communication, and some small favors and small benefits have never been generous with rewards, which also makes both the Taiji Palace and the servants of the East Palace have a very good impression of him.

There are a lot of people in the world who are richer than Fang Erlang, but not many more generous than Fang Erlang. The key is not how much the reward is, but the attitude of others is obviously to treat them as human beings. This kind of affirmation is more valuable than this little money. much more.

The old maid smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes: "You go in by yourself, His Highness has already ordered you to come later, and there is no need to notify."

Fang Jun nodded with a smile and stepped inside.

The old maid glanced at Shangguan Yi, who was following Fang Jun, smiled slightly, and said nothing. She retreated to the duty room to bake a hat for Fang Jun, and the young maid beside her led Fang Jun and the two into the hall. .

Naturally, Li Chengqian would not eat in the main hall.

The little maid led Fang Jun to the side hall on the side, stopped at the door, and Fang Jun went straight in.

Li Chengqian was wearing a dark red longevity uniform, and was holding up his jade bowl and chopsticks. As soon as he saw Fang Jun, he put down the bowl and sighed: "Erlang, you are in big trouble this time!"

(End of this chapter)