[Happy New Year’s Day, brothers, and good luck in 2021]
"Eh? What's going on?" When he finished reading the Analects of Confucius, Zhuang Buzhou suddenly made a sound of surprise and looked forward in surprise, because he found that as he read aloud, the white mist in front of him actually became... A lot of it suddenly dissipated. At least, my own line of sight suddenly increased by several meters. At the same time, the invisible pressure on the body was inexplicably reduced a lot, and the body suddenly became more relaxed.
"Why did this change happen?"
Zhuang Buzhou pondered secretly, and then a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and said: "I know, that's how it is!!"
As he finished speaking, a look of clarity and confidence appeared on his face.
The "Analects of Confucius" in his hand disappeared immediately. This was a good book. It grew from a tree. The words in it were all natural and full of literary spirit. The words were like pearls, and the brilliance was exposed. Many Confucian and Taoist monks placed it outside. , will flock to it and pay a lot of money to get it. I ponder it day by day, study it night by night, and understand the true meaning between the lines. Understand the thoughts of sages.
Such a book cannot be seen by the outside world, and there is nowhere to buy it.
Holding it in his hand, what else is there to say? Put it away first. He never has too many such good books. The space on the other side is very empty and needs these things to fill it. This book is not fake, it is real, so of course it must be taken away.
Now Zhuang Buzhou lacks everything, even if it means plucking the goose's feathers.
I took another look at the big tree from which I had just picked "The Analects of Confucius", and found that all of them were "The Analects of Confucius" on that tree, but some were original copies and some were annotations after reading by famous scholars.
The original copy was not picked again, but all the different annotations were picked out and sent to the other side unceremoniously.
"Good books, all good books."
Books are the foundation of civilization inheritance. Zhuang Buzhou has always attached great importance to them. If possible, he will build the most top-notch and richest library in the other side space in the future. These are Confucian classics, the essence of human civilization. Naturally, they must be collected and become the heritage of the other side in the future.
Of inestimable value.
"On this tree is "The University", and there are also annotations and reading notes about "The University". A good book, a really good book."
With his eyes shining, Zhuang Buzhou walked towards another big tree, and he immediately discovered that growing on the tree was the classic "The Great Learning". I immediately started to collect them. No matter what they were, as long as I didn't have them, I picked out a copy, and then immediately put them into the other shore. At the same time, he held a copy of "University" in his hand and began to read aloud.
As I read aloud, the pressure on my body becomes less and my vision becomes wider. Can see more area. You can even see where the ladder path is. As long as you are willing, you can step on it now, follow the ladder, and start climbing.
However, this first level only took a full day, so there was no need to worry. He had already found the trick to get through the first level.
Gained insight into the mystery of Shushan.
Everything else can fall into place.
It's just a waste of time to just climb the mountain of books.
Isn’t it delicious that there are sage trees all over this mountain of books and the classics and ancient books that grow on them? There is no way to collect so many sage books so easily elsewhere. Although it is not a cultivation method, for a monk who follows Confucianism and Taoism, it is worth a thousand dollars.
Immediately, he began to walk around the mountain of books, reading while walking.
The Four Books and Five Classics, various sage classics, were touched one after another, collected, and sent to the other side without ceremony.
"Did your husband rob the library of some great scholar? How did you get so many rare classics? Moreover, these classics are completely natural, and even the handwriting reveals an unusual charm. These books are hard to find. I I can’t even find a comparable book in my uncle’s house.”
In the other shore, Li Yueru saw rare books appearing in front of her. After opening them, she was shocked.
She is not a woman without talents and learning. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a talented woman.
My family is a scholarly family, with poems and books passed down from generation to generation, and I have read quite a few books. With my talent and learning, it is not too difficult to become a scholar. Moreover, she is proficient in playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is a talented woman wherever she is placed. If it weren't for his destiny, he would have become famous long ago.
She has read all the books that ordinary scholars have read.
When looking through these books now, there is a distinct difference.
It seems that it is easier to understand the true meaning between the lines and understand the thoughts of sages.
Books that can have this kind of effect require the meaning of the scriptures written by the great Confucian himself. It can be said that the books here are all authentic works by the great Confucian. In the eyes of those literary monks, he would really go crazy.
precious!
These are priceless treasures.
"Miss, aren't these books very valuable?"
Xiao Cui asked with shining eyes.
"Of course, for those who are in need, these are hard to find. After my husband comes in, I suggest that he build a special library. There were not many books before, and they are far less precious than the ones in front of me. , I didn’t mention it. Now that we have acquired so many rare books, we have to build a special library. Firstly, it can be easily classified, and secondly, these books can be better preserved."
Li Yueru blinked her eyes and said with a longing look on her face: "In our other shore, although the trading time is enough to attract any customer, some customers may not need time. They may need other things, such as knowledge, skills, etc." Dharma books, etc. When the library is established, the permissions of the library can be fully opened, allowing those in need to read in, and charge corresponding Biancoins. When it comes to corresponding Kung Fu books, if you need to read them, you must pay Biancoins. Increase revenue and reduce expenditure. , earn Biancoin in many ways.”
Ever since I learned about the importance of time to the other side of the world.
She was already focused on making more time.
Sufficient time can allow the space on the other side to expand and become larger. You know, it takes too much time to expand the space on the other side. Within a radius of one thousand meters, it can expand by one centimeter in a year, but if it exceeds one thousand meters and expands again, the proportion of time it will take will be even higher. Zhuang Buzhou also mentioned this special feeling to her. Therefore, time is never enough for them.
"My uncle is a strange man. This other shore can definitely be built even bigger and more majestic. Together with the lady, he will live forever and become a couple of gods and immortals."
Xiaocui covered her mouth and said with a chuckle.
There was a hint of joking in his words.
"You, wait until next time, I will ask my husband to bring you into the room. If you dare to tease me in the future, you, the dowry girl, will not be able to escape."
A flash of shyness flashed in Li Yueru's eyes, and then she counterattacked.
“…..”
When Xiao Cui heard this, she couldn't help but turn red on the spot.
Speaking of which, Xiaocui's appearance is not bad, not only one-in-a-thousand, but also one-in-a-thousand. Xiaojiabiyu is considerate and considerate.
"I don't know how my husband is doing outside now."
Li Yueru couldn't help but worry.
Being able to get so many rare books, you can tell at a glance that obtaining them cannot be achieved by ordinary methods. Something unusual must have happened. However, she was trapped on the other side, and she had no strength to help. I can only help take care of it and trade time on the other side.
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At this moment, in the mountain of books, Zhuang Buzhou was particularly comfortable walking back and forth under the sage trees. While reading aloud with the scroll in his hand, he naturally picked out the rare books. It seemed that he was not climbing the mountain of books. , but on an outing in the wild.
Many people are completely different.
They were all sent into the mountain of books and appeared in different locations.
Some are close to the stairs, and some are far away. In addition, the white mist suddenly appears, blocking the sight and making it difficult to see the way forward. I feel the pressure on my body and shuttle through the woods, but under the cover of the white mist, I can't see clearly. I didn’t know the direction, there were many, and I walked for a long time, just walking back and forth in a circle within a hundred meters. Coupled with the invisible pressure on their bodies, many students were already pressed to the ground, barely sticking out their tongues and gasping for air.
However, some students have found a way to read various classics aloud, which naturally makes the pressure lighter and the vision longer. They quickly find the stairs and start climbing up the stairs. They stride forward. Someone has already climbed up. At the top of the book mountain, successfully passed the first level.
Others' experiences were even more different.
For example, after Shou Monkey entered the Book Mountain, he also saw the sage trees around him. He picked an ancient book from the tree and opened it, and suddenly felt a headache.
"This thing, it knows me, but I don't know it."
He didn't care in his heart that he was a spiritual master or a gold captain, but he didn't really come here to study. In his opinion, this book was a headache. He definitely has no interest at all. The most important thing is that he... can't read. Even the cultivation techniques were taught by word of mouth.
He threw those sage books back casually. Continue to find your way up the mountain.
Yun Qinghe also picked up the book on the tree, glanced at it a few times, and subconsciously read a sentence. After reading it, he immediately felt the changes outside him. This change immediately made him understand. His eyes lit up and he started reading aloud.
Climb the stairs step by step to the top of the mountain.
At this moment, after quickly collecting various sage classics, Zhuang Buzhou also stepped onto the ladder.
Step by step, he recited a passage from a sage's classic article in his mouth. He looked very comfortable, and his body was filled with a bookish atmosphere. He was reading. This was not just a pretense. For better or worse, he was traveling through time. Before, that was also a serious college graduate. The number of books I have read now is definitely no less than that of any scholar. The scope of involvement is even beyond who knows how much.
After all, he can be regarded as an upright scholar.
