Chapter 573 Heavy Snow


Chapter 573 Heavy Snow

Outside the window, the flying snow was as messy as pear blossoms. Pieces of snow rolled and danced between the sky and the earth, falling on the branches of big trees, on rockeries and rocks, and on the ridges and eaves of houses. They were all white and powdery.

The duty room in the library is filled with the faint fragrance of tea, and the briquettes in the stove are burning brightly, dispelling the cold air.

The aroma of hot tea, sipping tea and reading, is particularly comfortable and leisurely at this time when the snow is falling. 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 desk.

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

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

Later generations of "Mozi" only have fifty-three chapters in existence, but the one in my hands now contains a complete fifteen volumes and seventy-one chapters. In addition to the Confucian classics, many of these important classics of various schools of thought have been lost in the long history. It is quite lucky to have fifty-three chapters in existence.

Without him, when Confucianism took over the imperial examination and dominated the imperial examination, all the schools of thought became trash that could be discarded. What they learned from the imperial examination was useless, so who would study it?

Instead of saying "everything is inferior, only reading is good", in fact it means "depose hundreds of schools of thought and only respect Confucianism." This guy Dong Zhongshu helped Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty stabilize the court and raised feudal autocracy to unprecedented heights, but it really destroyed the Chinese nation. The enterprising spirit has imprisoned the thoughts of the entire nation in the world of Confucianism, and can no longer see the splendor and brightness of the entire world.

When Emperor Hongwu invented the "eight-legged essay", he completely shackled the nation's thinking and dragged it step by step into the abyss of darkness...

He took a sip of tea, found a comfortable position on the chair, picked up a book, and read it with relish.

There are clusters of snowflakes, the fragrance of tea is thick, and time slips away unconsciously.

Shangguan Yi could not sit still.

There are more than 10,000 books and classics in the entire library. It is said that a batch of donated books from the Jiangnan family will arrive in the next few days. There are so many books of all kinds, and it is undoubtedly a huge project to sort them out.

Looking at Fang Jun's young master's demeanor, Shangguan Yi knew that most of the work would have to be done by himself. Looking at the mountain of book details in front of him, his head felt as big as a bucket.

Fang Jun could read the book, but Shangguan Yi didn't think about it at all, so he packed up another book table, sorted out the details of the books, and started copying the catalog, classifying, filing, and compiling the index.

The room on duty became quiet again, with the only sounds of Shangguan Yi grinding ink and Fang Jun turning the pages of a book.

After a long time, Fang Jun raised his head from the book, glanced at Shangguan Yi who was busy, sighed, and tapped his fingers on the desk.

Shangguan Yi raised his head blankly and looked at Fang Jun in confusion: "What are the instructions from the school secretary?"

Fang Jun pointed to the book details in his hand and said: "How long will it take for you to compile this method? Let's go and have dinner with someone."

Shangguan Yi looked helpless and declined: "Thank you very much for your kindness, but I won't go to Xiaguan. This is how books have been organized throughout the ages. It just takes a little more time. Give Xiaguan a month, which is enough." Organize the books in the building."

Fang Jun put down his book, stretched, shook his head and said: "Life and death are small matters, but eating is a big matter. I will teach you a way later, and you can complete this directory index in two days."

Shangguan Yi naturally didn't believe it.

The catalog index of more than 10,000 books can be completed in two days? If you can watch it from the beginning in two days, you have good eyesight!

However, I was really hungry in my belly, and after drinking tea, I felt even more hungry. Life in Chang'an was really too tight. I lived by counting the few copper coins every day. I only drank a small bowl of gruel in the morning, which had already been digested.

He stopped refusing, stood up, and saluted, saying: "In this case, I will disturb the school secretary."

Seeing his formal expression, Fang Jun curled his lips and without saying much, he picked up the mink hat placed on the desk and put it on his head, opened the door and walked out.

Shangguan Yi followed him and took two steps, then stepped back. Use the furnace hook to follow Fang Jun's example and gently turn the briquettes in the furnace. The holes in the upper and lower pieces are staggered. The air is blocked and the flame is smaller. In this way, fires can be prevented and coal can be saved...

Then he chased out the door.

The snow was falling heavily, and the sky and the earth were already covered in silver. A thick layer fell on the courtyard in front of the library. The chamberlains and maids of the East Palace organized themselves to clean up the snow. Just goose-feather-like heavy snow fell in clusters. The ones in front had not yet been swept away, and the ones behind were covered with snow.

Fang Jun stood with his hands behind his back in front of a chamberlain who was directing the snow clearing, and asked: "Is Your Highness in the palace?"

The chamberlain was the steward of the East Palace, so he naturally knew how much his Highness the Crown Prince valued Fang Erlang, and he also knew that he was about to become the consort, so he respectfully replied: "As for Erlang, Your Highness went to court early in the morning and has just come back now. ”

Fang Jun waved to Shangguan Yi behind him and said with a smile: "That's just right. Let's go to His Highness's place for lunch. If His Highness no longer only has the Crown Princess, I will feel a little embarrassed."
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After saying that, he turned a corner and walked straight towards the Li Zheng Palace.

Shangguan Yi heard clearly from behind, and his heart skipped a beat. He traveled all the way to the capital to take part in the imperial examination, wasn't it just to gain an official position and a certain future? Now that I can speak directly in front of His Highness the Crown Prince, if I leave a good impression on His Highness the Crown Prince, even if I fail in the imperial examination, it will not be difficult to ask the Crown Prince to recommend him for an official position.

The most important thing is that from now on, he has traces of the prince on his body, and he can be regarded as the prince's men. When the prince ascends the throne in the future, he will be a proper Conglong hero. How can Shangguan Yi not be excited?

No matter how upright and pure a person is, it is impossible for him to remain indifferent to the ladder to the sky.

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

At the same time, I felt deep in my heart that for him, he was just a small library clerk. It was extremely difficult to meet His Highness the Crown Prince. However, following Fang Jun, he could directly enter the palace and go to the Li Zheng Palace to have dinner...


The gap between people is really huge.

I sighed in my heart, but my steps were not slow at all, keeping up with Fang Jun closely.

When the chamberlain at the door of the Li Zheng Palace saw Fang Jun, he naturally would not stop him. The old chamberlain leader smiled with his missing teeth and said, "Haha, it's a coincidence that Erlang arrived at this time. His Highness just ordered the servants to prepare the meal." ”

Fang Jun walked up the steps, took off his hat and dusted off the snow, and said with a smile: "I'm just holding on to this meal. It would be really hard to go home and deal with it again under such heavy snow."

The old chamberlain took the hat from Fang Jun's hand naturally, bent down and said, "I'll take it for you to dry. Keep it warm when you leave."

"Thank you!" Fang Jun thanked him, took out a small square and exquisite silver lock from his purse, and threw it to the old chamberlain: "Take it for tea."

This kind of silver lock was specially made by Fang Jun so that it could be used as a reward. The officialdom of the Tang Dynasty was relatively clean, which was completely different from the Ming and Qing dynasties. Such things as "door packages" were unheard of. However, Fang Jun is well versed in communication, and he never hesitates to reward small favors. This also makes the impression of him by both the Taiji Palace and the East Palace servants extremely good.

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

The old chamberlain laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes: "You can go in alone. His Highness has already given instructions. There is no need to inform you when you come."

Fang Jun nodded with a smile and stepped inside.

The old chamberlain glanced at Shangguan Yi, who was following Fang Jun. He smiled slightly and said nothing. The steward who stepped aside went to bake Fang Jun's hat. The young chamberlain beside him led Fang Jun and the two into the main hall. .

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

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

Li Chengqian was wearing a set of dark red uniforms with longevity patterns. He was picking up the jade bowl and chopsticks. When he saw Fang Jun, he put down the bowl and sighed: "Erlang, you are in big trouble this time!" (End of Chapter)

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