The five-pound space cup that came with it, brewed with strong and cheap flower tea, turned the page that ended yesterday and started the day's reading.

Modern life is colorful, and you can find something to play from morning to late at night.

In today's society, whether it is spiritual culture or material culture, they can find their own belonging from a small mobile phone.

And the spiritual gas station of the past has now become a dispensable chicken rib.

Very few people came to the library.

Especially in the Museum of Culture and History, there are very few people.

The books in the Museum of Culture and History are not borrowed, and the cost of borrowing them is higher than that of ordinary people.

Jin Feng came here for three days, except for a few who came to check the information, the others were only a staff member of the Museum of Culture and History.

And the staff of the Museum of Culture and History has long been familiar with Jin Feng.

There's no way, the museum of culture and history has always been unpopular, and no one usually comes at all, and the people who come are either looking for information or coming to mix time.

You must know that the library is organized, and in an idle unit like the library, I don't know how many people break their heads and drill into it.

People who can enter the provincial library, who do not have several layers of relationships.

On the first day of Jin Feng's arrival, he borrowed the Shenzhou edition of the General History of the World, originally written by Stavrianos, and was divided into two volumes.

This book is written from God's point of view, and from God's point of view, the world is regarded as a whole, and what kind of impact a certain event that happened in a certain time and place has had on the subsequent world, and the view is very novel.

It was well received and translated into seven languages.

This is exactly what Jin Feng needs.

It was originally more than a thousand pages thick, and Jin Feng read half of it in one go on the first day.

In the huge cultural and historical museum of thousands of square meters, I heard the sound of Jin Feng flipping the book.

One by one, it turned over with a rattle.

As soon as they get to work, they are bored and sit in a dull manner, and the staff of the Museum of Culture and History have long been accustomed to this kind of life, and they turn a blind eye to such a strange thing as Jin Feng.

Jin Feng turned a page, his head was a little from top to bottom, and without blinking his eyes, he turned his head slightly, and then a little from top to bottom, and immediately turned to the next page.

At half past four in the afternoon, Jin Feng finished reading the first half of the General History of the World, returned it, and replaced it with the second half.

The girl in charge of holding the book looked at Jin Feng like a clown.

"Finished reading so soon?"

"Hmm. Be. ”

After taking the book and quietly seeing five o'clock, the girl began to sweep the floor, returned the book, went downstairs with the kettle, and rode home on the cart.

That's the end of the day.

After reading the general history of the world, Jin Feng replaced it with modern history. There are too many versions of modern history, each with its own point of view and vision, and there are many private goods.

Jin Feng has no choice, take as much as he wants, return it after reading it, and take it again after returning it.

There was a drizzle outside, and a drop fell outside the window, and it was already noon, and the huge museum of culture and history was empty, and it was so cold that I was afraid.

In front of the table is the instant noodles provided by the Museum of Culture and History, five yuan a box, steaming hot.

Today is the fourth day, and Jin Feng has finished reading more than 20 versions of the modern history of Shenzhou, and he has almost made up for the hundred years he has missed.

After drinking the last mouthful of noodle soup and throwing away the instant noodle box, Jin Feng carried the book to the borrowing table and said quietly: "Return the book." ”

One girl didn't look up, her finger pointing diagonally at a stack of books on the counter.

"These books are good, you can check them out. ”

The voice was slightly hoarse, accompanied by a few low coughs, low and muddy, but it had a different kind of sound.

Voice-activated recall, thinking has an aftersound.

Jin Feng's eyelids drooped, and he said softly: "I've seen enough, don't look at it anymore." ”

The girl was holding a copy of "Drinking the Doctor's Door".

This is a masterpiece of the Qing Dynasty physician Zhang Nan. Its content is mainly to explain the "Treatise on Typhoid Fever" and give full play to the theory of warm disease.

The girl whispered, "John King Fairbank's recent history is characteristic...... Ahem......"

Jin Feng said calmly: "For your kind of disease, you should watch "The Bronze Man Sutra", not "Doctor Door Drink". ”

"Drugs, for you are gone, effective. ”

"Acupuncture is the right way. ”

Suddenly, the girl slowly raised her head.

At this moment, it was as if time had stood still.

A pale and sickly face met Jin Feng's eyes, like a classical beauty at the time of the funeral of flowers.

But it is still a picturesque closed moon face, and the lips that can't see the slightest bit of blood are gently opened and closed, which is heartbreaking.

Two strands of dry and yellow hair rested weakly on the thin shoulders, and the dull eyes were full of sadness, like the snow lotus on Mount Everest, left behind and independent.

The girl looked at Jin Feng, her mournful eyes flashed with a trace of doubt, and said softly: "The new Bronze Man Sutra?"

"Nope. Wang Weiyi's "Bronze Man Acupuncture and Moxibustion Illustrated Sutra". ”

The girl was stunned and said softly: "The original version can no longer be found, only the new one." ”

Jin Feng was stunned and nodded.

The original bronze man has become a perfect sound, when the Jin soldiers broke through the capital Bianjing, captured Song Huizong and Song Qinzong father and son, set up Zhang Bangchang as the emperor, and returned home proudly.

The entire Bianjing City was looted and approached the empty city.

More than 10,000 people from the Jin soldiers escorted Hui, Emperor Qin, the concubine, the crown prince (Zhao Chen) and the royal family, the clan, the concubines, the princesses, the palace maids, the craftsmen, the craftsmen, and the men and women of the teaching workshop, and evacuated Bianjing in seven batches.

Among the captives were Zhang Shuye, who suppressed the Songjiang uprising, and Qin Hui, a traitor, and the entire Bianjing was moved, and the palace treasury was empty.

The mountains and rivers were broken and the wind was fluttering, and the Northern Song Dynasty perished.

In addition to these captives, there are many more rare treasures, among which is the Heavenly Sage Acupuncture Bronze Man.

In the "Chronicle of the History of the Song Dynasty", it is recorded that the golden soldiers plundered the armillary sphere, bronze figures, carved leaks, antique treasures and countless historical classics.

Tiansheng Acupuncture Bronze Man is the rarest peerless national treasure of the whole nation, and the Bronze Man Sutra is an undeniable treasure of the nation.

It's a pity that the bronze man is gone, and only a new version of the bronze man scripture remains.

This is a wound in the treasure of Shenzhou that cannot be forgotten, and it can never be closed.

"I think Fairbank Fairbank writes very well about modern history, and you, look at it, it will definitely be enlightening. ”

The girl covered her mouth, coughed a few times, and closed her eyes in pain.

Jin Feng nodded quietly: "Okay." I think. ”

Holding a stack of books, he took two steps and said softly, "You can turn up the temperature a little, I'm not hot." ”

In the distance of the borrowing desk, there was another muffled sound, which was the coughing sound that the girl tried her best to suppress, which echoed violently in the depressing Museum of Culture and History, which was worrying.

The girl's name, Jin Feng, was seen from her work card.

Yan Qiuya.

A classical and elegant girl, but she suffers from a disease.

A disease that Jin Feng is helpless even with.

This disease, Jin Feng believes, in this world, no one can cure it.

Maybe it's because of jealousy and red face, so that this girl is born so stunning, but it is destined to be a short and bleak life, like an epiphany.

That's fate.

From the first time he saw Yan Qiuya on the first day he came to the Museum of Culture and History, Jin Feng concluded that the girl's condition was and knew the girl's death.

In the next few days, she and Jin Feng were in the huge museum of literature and history.

One quietly reported the title of the book, and the other silently took the book.

There is no communication.

Such a girl, Jin Feng was unwilling to refuse, and he couldn't bear to refuse her request.

Still in the fixed window position, Jin Feng picked up a copy of "Cambridge Manchu History" and flipped it up.

John King Fairbank, also known as Fairbank, has studied the history of China for 50 years, and is known as the master of China.

In the years of the Anti-Japanese War, he came to Shenzhou many times to support teaching and inspect the people's conditions. In China, he has a lot of good friends, all of whom are celebrities.

As a tenured professor at Harvard, he has written dozens of books on the Manchu Qing Dynasty and beyond, and is one of the most famous experts on Shenzhou in modern times.

His writings are very pertinent, and there are a lot of private goods, Jin Feng is not happy, so he put it down after a cursory flip.

I have learned a lot about modern history in these four days, and the only thing that shocked me was the full-scale outbreak of World War II.

This confuses me.

In particular, the entry and rise of the First Empire also allowed him to seize a certain inspiration.

Perhaps, the artifact of Zhenguo that he is looking for is in the First Empire.

That was the fortune of the Zhen clan in Shenzhou, and he was reborn because of him in the first place.

However, this is just speculation, and I dare not know for sure at all.

At this stage, I can only come into contact with ordinary materials and historical materials that can only be bought in the market and can be seen in the library.

Deeper secret files, themselves, are simply not qualified to touch.

There is still a long way to go.

Destined to be long and hard.

Patiently waiting until half past four, Yan Qiuya began to clean, Jin Feng returned the book, took the library card, and walked out silently. ()

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