More and more outsiders are pouring into Xiangyang County, and the already lively city has become more and more vibrant.

After the New Year, the weather became more and more beautiful and gradually warmer.

In the streets and alleys, you can see a scribe everywhere.

Wine shops, tea shops, or restaurants, you can hear similar discussions everywhere.

"It is said that this Golden Scale Pavilion will open tomorrow?"

That's what the notice outside the prefectural government said. ”

"I don't know what the inside of the Golden Scale Pavilion looks like, is it the same on the outside, or is it just on the surface?"

"Liuzhou Mu built Maruzhou so well, she shouldn't just boast about Haikou, right? ”

Some people talk about the Golden Scale Pavilion, some people talk about the current situation in the world, and some people talk about Jiang Pengji.

She has governed Maruzhou to be prosperous, and others are blameless, but what she has done over the years has also had mixed reputations from the outside world.

The most talked about are only two points - supporting the poor and having two hearts!

Needless to say the former, the Wenchen generals under her hands, besides Feng Jin, who else are from serious and high-ranking families?

As for the point of "having two hearts", just watching her issue a recruitment order and build the Golden Scale Pavilion is enough to explain everything.

In anticipation of everyone, on March 3, the Flower Dynasty Festival, the Golden Scale Pavilion was officially opened.

From the point of view of appearance, the Golden Scale Pavilion is no different from ordinary mansions, inheriting the consistent architectural style of Xiangyang County - simple and elegant.

There were soldiers standing guard everywhere outside, all with tiger eyes and cold eyes, with a resolute face, and they did not move at all after standing.

Yuanjing, Fengren and Cheng Cheng presided over the opening ceremony, and after worshipping the gods and gods, they pulled down the red silk covered by the plaque with their own hands.

The plaque reads "Golden Scale Pavilion" three big characters, and the three characters are powerful, powerful, and a little extravagant.

The scribes waiting outside were stopped by the soldiers with their bodies, and the audience was silent, and countless pairs of eyes were firmly fixed on the hands of Yuanjing and the others.

"After the ceremony, the museum is opened!"

Cheng Cheng and the others were wearing Eguan Bo belts, with big sleeves fluttering, and their expressions were solemn and solemn.

With a squeak, the door of the Golden Scale Pavilion opened.

At this time, several columns of soldiers passed through the crowd and arranged for the scribes to enter the field in an orderly manner.

"Why can he go in and I can't?"

The soldier in charge of the inspection said, "You don't have a token, you can't go in today." ”

"Tokens?

The scribe who was stopped frowned fiercely, and did not make it clear that he was giving up.

The soldier said, "A few days ago, the county government has posted a notice that those who enter the Golden Scale Pavilion need to register for the assessment first, and then they will have a token. ”

Nowadays, paper is still very expensive, and books are hard to find, so it is difficult to guarantee that you will not meet book thieves with bad morals.

Xu Ke and the others slightly adjusted the threshold for entering the Golden Scale Pavilion.

The assessment of literary talent is secondary, and the most important thing is to take the opportunity to register the other party's information and put invisible shackles on them.

Dare to make trouble, huh?

If you have a debtor, you can always catch you!

The scribe was angry when he heard this, and an ordinary person dared to point fingers at him, and he was about to have a seizure, when the young man waiting behind him said, "You better go and make up for the registration, and it will be the same if you come back tomorrow, don't stand here and delay other people's time." ”

With that, the young man walked around to him and handed out his sign.

The soldier checked the authenticity of the name and token, and happily let people in.

"It's-"

The previous scribe flicked his sleeves angrily and went to the side to register with a belly full of anger.

In another place, the scholars who had already entered let out surprised exclaims, and when they realized that they had lost their temper, they looked at the stunned appearance of others, and their hearts were suddenly balanced. They can't be blamed for not being knowledgeable, it's really the scene in the Golden Scale Pavilion that is very unexpected.

It is said that it is the Golden Scale Pavilion, but there are more than one floor and one pavilion inside.

At present, only the main building of the Golden Scale Pavilion is open, and it is also the largest building in the Golden Scale Pavilion - the Golden Scale is not a thing in the pool.

Looking at the name on the plaque, everyone felt strange, but when they read the meaning carefully, they could feel the pride in their faces.

It couldn't be more apt to give the main building of the Golden Scale Pavilion such a name.

The main building as a whole is a huge ring, covering an area larger than the ordinary two-entry house, with four doors, eight small doors and thirty-six wooden windows with hollow patterns. Open the door, the interior is brightly lit, rows of bookshelves are in a circular circle, many bookshelves have been filled with paper books, each row of bookshelves is bound to a brand, briefly explaining the categories of books in the shelves.

The interior of the building is unique, with the bookshelf itself separated by large and small private rooms, the private room is placed for people to rest and sit on the mat, in addition, there is a bookcase, a set of pen and ink, and even better is the design of the second floor and the dome, making full use of natural light, even if the interior is not lit with oil lamps, as long as the outside light is sufficient, open the window on the second floor, the interior does not feel dim.

"This—this—simply—"

The scholars who were qualified to enter the Golden Scale Pavilion were close one after another, and some of them were so excited that they forgot to speak.

Golden Scale Pavilion!

The Golden Scale Pavilion deserves its name!

Everyone calmed down their agitated emotions, and some people were about to come forward to pick up books from the bookshelf, but they were stopped by someone.

Before the man could speak, someone came to explain, "Although the books in the Golden Scale Pavilion are free to read, they can't be touched at will. If you want to read any book, just ask someone to get it for you. If you want to borrow a copy and take the token to register there, pen and ink will be provided cheaply. ”

The Golden Scale Pavilion had just opened, and they didn't want anyone to maliciously destroy the books or keep them private.

Therefore, it is necessary to establish a strict system from the beginning.

When the public is accustomed to it, the Golden Scale Pavilion will be able to appropriately relax the borrowing system.

When everyone heard this, they were a little unhappy at first, but considering the high cost of paper books, it was also appropriate for the Golden Scale Pavilion to be more rigorous.

"There's so many books here—"

The steward smiled and said, "Ninety percent of the books are still in the bookstore and have not been put on the shelves." ”

"Also, there are still ninety percent?" After hearing this, the others were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

"Naturally, sixty percent of the bookshelves on the first floor are empty, and the second floor is completely empty. ”

Everyone was shocked and numb, and they borrowed their favorite books and found a well-lit place to read quietly.

It's better to read than to rub your fingers over the pages of a book, as if caressing your beloved skin.

It's so nice to touch!

Their performance was even more gaffe than the first time Xu Ke saw bamboo paper.

The first batch of people to enter the Golden Scale Pavilion was about a hundred, almost all of them were book lovers, and they treated the thread-bound books in their hands as if they were holding their ancestors, not to mention destroying them, they didn't even dare to use a little force. Seeing this, the chief steward of the Golden Scale Pavilion breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't long before a request for a transcription was made.

The man's face was nervous, for fear that his request would be denied.

It's good enough to let you read books for free, where will people copy them?

For most people, books are not books, they are priceless treasures that are not easily borrowed.

The woman in charge of the reception smiled, turned around and fetched him a set of pen and ink and unused blank bamboo slips.

These brushes, inks, and bamboo slips are not supplied for free, but the price is only 10% of the market price.

"Thank you!"

After thanking him, the man returned to his place with his object in his hand, and transcribed it silently.

Before you know it, the sun is setting in the west, and it is time to close.

They reluctantly returned the books and stepped out of the Golden Scale Pavilion with great unfinished intentions.

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One pass ten, ten pass hundred, the first day of the opening of the Golden Scale Pavilion, a great success!