I was half clear, half confused, and watched him walk out, and it was snowing outside, and he walked out of the door and closed the door of the library with his backhand.

I was the only one left, standing in this dimly lit library.

Just now, he looked around and told me to "look for it."

Could it be that there will be the answers I need in this library?

Thinking so, I slowly walked to a bookshelf next to me, took out a book from it, and opened it to see Fu Badai's handwriting - although the eyes were no longer visible, but his words were better than in the past, perhaps because the eyes could not see, the other senses became more and more sensitive, and they were more able to concentrate on one thing.

I could almost tell from his handwriting what was on his mind, those heavy thoughts.

The book in his hand is "Chong Xuan Zhenjing".

Originally, I only planned to flip through the two pages at random, but I was a little reluctant to let go of it at a glance, and I kept reading several volumes before I forced myself to close the book, this one should have been recorded by him earlier, and the pages were not so new compared to the one I just saw, especially the first two volumes and the fifth volume, which had been turned too many times, and the corners of the book were a little hairy.

I closed the book and thought it had nothing to do with what I was looking for, so I put it back and pulled out a second one.

"Taibai Yin Sutra".

The Book of War?

I was a little surprised, although I also knew that he included many ancient books in order to protect those cultures, not necessarily Confucian classics, such as the "Chongxu Zhenjing" just now, but I didn't expect him to even include military books.

I flipped through two more books and found that he had recorded a lot of military books, such as "Sima Fa" and "The Book of Tricks", to name a few.

It's really rare.

Looking through it again, I found that he collected a lot of things, but for some reason, he didn't seem to have recorded a lot of Confucian classics, but Taoism, military and Legalist things, which accounted for a large proportion of the dozen or so books he recorded.

Perhaps, as he just said, Cang Liao is full of etiquette, an ordinary person, only on the premise of eating and drinking enough to have leisure will care about the collection of books and education in his own home, but he will not care about culture, only people who really stand on a high place, see not the gains and losses of one book by one; and as a great Confucian in Xichuan, he is not only concerned about the decline of Confucian classics, but also can open his mind, not everyone can do it.

Therefore, he is a master, and we can probably only be his students for the rest of our lives.

Thinking of this, I sighed softly.

However, the books here don't seem to have much to do with my mother.

Putting down the books he had recorded, I walked to the side again, and there were tall bookshelves on all sides of this library, almost blocking the windows, so that the light inside was so dim, and then the faint light cast on the skylight, I slowly walked to a bookshelf against the wall on the other side, and looked at the books on it.

These are the royal collections.

"Tiger Sutra", "Plain Book", "Yun Ji Seven Signatures", these books I have also seen in the Inner Pavilion, it seems that Fu Badai has only focused on recording those ancient books by himself over the years, and he has not read much of the books here, and there is a layer of dust on them.

But-

I walked step by step, shelf by shelf, and when I walked to a corner of the bookshelf and picked up a book on it, my fingertips touched the clean pages.

I frowned, but because the light in the corner was so dim that I could barely see what was written on the book, I took it and walked slowly to the door, and then the light outside looked down.

Living Note.

I was shocked.

Living note, this is a record of the emperor's daily behavior of words and deeds, since it is recorded by the living lang and the living order following the emperor's side, and it will be copied and transcribed once for a period of time, and then the collection is generally stored as the basic material for the compilation of the official history of the previous dynasties.

These things, even the emperor can hardly see his own daily life, let alone spread them lightly.

But this one in my hand-

I frowned slightly, subconsciously turned a page, and when I saw the first page, I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart.

Because, the first sentence I saw was - Emperor Gao's living registration.

This is the living note of the founding emperor of the current dynasty, that is, the high emperor who originally went south from the grassland, occupied the Central Plains in one fell swoop, and established the Celestial Empire.

That's at least 50 or 60 years from now.

I suppressed a strange beating in my heart, and hurriedly looked through it carefully, only to find that the record of this living note is very detailed, regardless of the importance of the big and small events, all recorded in the book, but the handwriting is quite sloppy, and there are not too many traces of looking at it, at a glance, I know that this is the original record of the living room.

Generally speaking, the emperor's notes would be revised and re-recorded at the end of the month or quarter, either to correct clerical errors or to transcribe them into volumes, so that they could be kept and used to compile the official history in the future.

But I didn't expect that an original manuscript of the Living Note that had not been destroyed would appear in the Library.

Thinking about it, Pei Yuanhao asked people to move all the books in the palace here to facilitate Fu Badai's compilation, and those people probably didn't expect that such a booklet would come in, and they didn't pay attention to it.

However, Emperor Gao's living notes ......

It was fifty or sixty years ago, so does it have anything to do with the answer I'm seeking?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but hold my breath, turned the page down, and saw a few clear large characters on that page, which was rare and neat, probably because what was recorded was not a thing that could be scribbled.

On the seventh day of the first month of March in the first year of Yuanqing, the emperor Yi, the Ming Hall sacrificed, the emperor led the generals and the prince of Shengjing to celebrate the ceremony, but it was unsuccessful, and the palace was returned.

It was the first year of the establishment of the Celestial Empire, but I remember that Emperor Gao's official accession to the throne should have been in mid-March, and this note should record that he had conquered almost the entire Central Plains, pacified the Yangzhou Rebellion, and temporarily pacified Xichuan, and prepared to prepare for the seven days before his accession to the throne.

For example, the Mingtang sacrifice.

Therefore, in the record, Emperor Gao's sacrifice in the Mingtang was not led by civil and military officials, not kings, but generals, and it is obvious that there was no formal canonization at that time.

But-

"Unsuccessful".

These two words were reflected in my eyes, and they seemed a little piercing.

Emperor Gao's first sacrifice in Mingtang was before he ascended the throne, obviously in order to win over the relationship between several sides, after all, the war was in turmoil for many years, and the people's trust in the court had been reduced to the lowest.

But this time the sacrifice was unsuccessful.

That is, it did not work out.

Why didn't it work out?

I hurriedly flipped down, but the pages behind me were already written about other things.

Although the living note records the emperor's words and deeds on weekdays, but at that time Emperor Gao had not yet ascended the throne, and even the civil and military officials had not come to hurry to canonize, there was actually a living lang, obviously to put on a show of the emperor's power, because there had never been such a precedent on the grassland Shengjing side before, they probably also entered the Central Plains, occupied the capital before they knew that there was such a case, so that it was convenient to compile the official history in the future, so they specially canonized a living lang in advance, in fact, it is quite a bit of a poor and narrow rich, but also funny.

In such a hurry, it is no wonder that the records are not exhaustive.

However, I thought about it and continued to look back.

Turning to the seventh page, the record is already "On the 14th day of March in the first year of Yuanqing, the emperor said that the Ming Hall offered sacrifices, and the emperor led hundreds of civil and military officials and the prince of Shengjing to celebrate the ceremony, and the ceremony was returned to the palace."

This time, the Mingtang sacrifice was successful.

The difference between before and after is exactly seven days, and after the successful sacrifice this time, Emperor Gao officially ascended the throne.

He was able to ascend the throne in Shun Lì, obviously all of them were clear, and there was no obstruction power, and a large part of Shun Lì should have come from this successful Mingtang sacrifice.

But why did it take only seven days to go from failure to success?

I thought about it for a moment and flipped it back again.

The first few pages recorded are just some canonizations, feasts, and the emperor leading his ministers to the temples around the imperial city to pour incense and pray for blessings, but it is not important.

However, when I flipped to the record for the day of March 10, I stopped.

On the other pages, several events will be recorded on the same day, after all, in those seven days, Emperor Gao should be the busiest time, which can be described as a daily opportunity, but on this page, the whole day's time, but only one thing is recorded-

On the 10th day of the first month of March in the first year of Yuanqing, the emperor was fortunate to be in the western suburbs of Chongyun Pavilion.

West?!

Chongyun Pavilion?!

It's-

As soon as I saw the name of the place, those words, I suddenly felt a buzz in my head, as if I was hit by something in the back of the head, and suddenly my hands trembled, and I couldn't hold the book in my hand at all, and it fell from my fingertips!

I hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside, creaking on the snow, it was coming this way, listening to the sound, it was not a large group of people, it should only be one or two people.

However, at this time, the only people who can come to the library are -

My heart was shocked, and I heard that the footsteps had come to the door and stopped, and even if I picked up the book at this time, it was too late to put it back, so I made up my mind, and hurriedly kicked the booklet behind the door, and then straightened up and reached out to the door.

At this moment, the door of the library was pushed open.

With a squeak, a cold wind blew suddenly with snow foam, blowing my whole body shivered, and as soon as I looked up, I saw Nian Shen standing at the door, covered with a thick wind coat, and a pair of big eyes on his fair and thin face, he probably didn't expect that I would stand at the door, and suddenly hit him like this, but it startled him.

"Aunt Qing!"

"Your Highness. ”

"I see that Aunt Qing hasn't come out for so long, so come and take a look. Aunt Qing is here—"

As he spoke, he glanced inside.

I hurriedly smiled and said, "Those books recorded by Fu Laolu, he asked me to help him read them to see if there were any clerical errors." ”

"Oh. So, has Aunt Qing finished reading it?"

I smiled faintly and said, "He has a much better memory than we do, and he can record a lot of things in books that I don't remember, so how can I help him correct his mistakes?" ”

Nian Shen also smiled, but his smile seemed a little sparse: "The teacher is like this, no matter how you persuade him, you can't persuade him." ”

It seems that Fu Badai's white head is also a blow to him, so when I came here before, I asked him how Fu Lao's health was, and he didn't know how to answer. Maybe for him, this division is a force that he can rarely rely on in the imperial city and can fully trust, but now, I am no longer in the palace, Qinghan has also fled to Xichuan with guilt, and Fu Badai is in such a situation, it can be said that his division has almost withered.

Thinking of this, I also felt a little sour, but I could only comfort him: "Your Highness, don't worry too much, Fu Lao has a lot of things in his heart, but he will definitely not let himself out just to record a few books." It's just that now it's only you by your side, and it's good to persuade more on weekdays. ”

He nodded, "I know." ”

The two of us stood opposite each other, one inside the door and the other outside, the cold wind was still blowing the snow foam, and in a short time a lot of snow fell on the ground at my feet, and the library became even colder.

So, I said, "There's nothing to see, it's not too early, I should go back." ”

“……”

As soon as these words came out, Nian Shen's face was immediately shocked, and then dimmed.

Although he should have understood very well before taking me into the palace that this meeting could not be a long-term reunion, and I must have left, but when these words were really spoken, it was still like a cold wind blowing straight into his heart, making his face pale all of a sudden.

However, he didn't say anything, only lowered his head and took a step back, and I stepped out of the threshold, glanced down at the booklet tucked behind the door, and slowly closed the door without saying a word.

Little by little, the light closed on the floor of the library, and I could still make out the words as I moved over the living note.

Western suburbs, Chongyun Pavilion......

At this moment, it was as if a light came into my heart.

I recalled the day I followed Wu Yanqiu all the way to the western suburbs, and before leaving, I saw the faintly exposed pavilion among the calm pine trees on the mountain.

Chongyun Pavilion.