Possibly,

And the title of 'Tyrannomy Jinshi',

It's commendable.

Baoyu stepped into the door of the library pavilion, and suddenly, the world was dark.

His mind was confused and swaying, as if there were 100 powerful powers around his ears, and his mouth spat out 10,000 words of proverbs.

What's even more terrifying is that although Baoyu can't hear clearly, he knows that many of these powerful words are contradictory, but they all contain the power to penetrate people's hearts.

Just imagine, a language with terrifying power has reversed its own concepts,

And then another,

One more!

It's all contradictory, so you can only change your personality!

has become more and more,

Or yourself?

Contradicting each other, colliding with each other, who can resist the collapse of the soul without being hit?

Baoyu was startled, and the simmer suddenly ignited, dispelling all the illusions.

"Oh my God, what is this?"

Baoyu exclaimed in surprise and looked around, only to find that there was nothing but an empty corridor.

Following the road, Baoyu walked into the hall of the library pavilion.

Looking diagonally, I saw four rows of bookshelves in front of me, each row was more than 30 zhang long, and more than two people high.

In the middle of the bookshelf there is a short, narrow wooden ladder that slides to make it easy to reach the books above.

Strangely, it was empty.

In front of Baoyu, there were already twenty Xiucai, including Zhai Mingsheng, who had entered, but Baoyu looked through the entire hall and saw no figure.

[Not only Zhai Mingsheng them, but Brother Huan and other talents should have arrived a long time ago. 】

Baoyu was not in a hurry to read, but just looked at the four rows of bookshelves, and suddenly, the wooden ladder at the edge of the bookshelves in the second row moved, and it moved far away.

At the same time, where the wooden ladder was moved, a roll of brocade silk at a high place disappeared.

I see......

Baoyu smiled knowingly.

Block each other, study with peace of mind, even if many people are in this hall, they can't see each other, or even touch each other.

The library of the Qinglu Mountain Academy of Literature is really quite miraculous.

Baoyu walked to the first row of bookshelves, and stretched out his palm, but it seemed to pass through a mirage, penetrating the bookshelves.

"Interesting,"

Baoyu became more and more interested in the library cabinet, and took out the pass card with the word 'four' written on it from his cuff and pressed it lightly on the bookshelf.

kiss

It is like a fallen leaf, falling on the calm surface of the lake.

Where the hand is placed, a circle of ripples slowly swings.

After the ripples, Baoyu's palm was already able to touch the bookshelf.

"The Analects of Yang Goods"?

In front of Baoyu's face, it happened to be a brand new book.

Baoyu picked up the Analects of Yang Goods, opened it and looked at it, only to realize that this was not a book that only recorded the content of the Yang Goods chapter, but mixed with other things.

For example, after the sentence 'towering only the sky is great', there is also a line of small words, which reads:

'Heaven is sinned, and there is nothing to pray for'.

"Interesting, really funny!"

Baoyu laughed.

'Towering and only heaven is great' is a sentence said by Confucius Sage, and the 'heaven' in it is the meaning of natural heaven, without the slightest dominance, and it is Confucius Sage who denies the existence of the destiny of ghosts and gods. However, although the sage Confucius also said, the meaning of 'being sinned in heaven and praying for nothing' is diametrically opposite.

This sentence acknowledges the dominance of the destiny of ghosts and gods, and it is exactly the opposite of the previous sentence, which is thought-provoking, but after it is thought-provoking, is there any more verbal explanation.

"Garbage,"

Baoyu defined the ancient books in his hand.

Although the inconsistencies in the Analects are pointed out, there is no commentary, and naturally the annotator himself has not figured it out.

And in Baoyu's Wenshan, there is a very complete ancient book lying quietly.

If you want to say that the most famous annotation of the Analects, the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, is nothing more than the Song Dynasty Confucian Zhu Xi's "Annotations on the Four Books, Chapters and Sentences", of which the ten volumes of the "Analects Annotations" were designated as the orthodox textbooks for the imperial examination after the Ming Dynasty.

Baoyu once studied ancient poetry, and by the way, he gave a rough look at the entire "Commentary on the Four Books and Chapters and Sentences", which contains the ten volumes of the "Commentary on the Analects".

It stands to reason that just by looking at it once, the gods can't remember it,

But

Since Baoyu opened Wenshan, everything he has seen has been manifested in Wenshan.

The ten volumes of the "Annotations on the Analects" happen to be in the Baizhang Wenshan where the fire is lit.

Baoyu looked at Wenshan in the inner view, and just with a movement of his mind, he found the ten volumes of the "Annotations to the Analects".

"It is worthy of a collection of annotations to the articles of Sage Confucius, these ten volumes are actually my Wenshan's, the foundational work!"

The place where I found the "Annotations on the Analects" is clearly in the deepest part of the foot of Baizhang Wenshan, the place that carries the weight of the entire Wenshan.

Baoyu watched carefully, and only felt that Zhu Xi really deserved to be a generation of great Confucians who had been famous for hundreds of years, even in the 21st century.

The ten volumes of the "Annotations on the Analects" explain the contradictions in the Analects and the understanding of heaven, earth and human ethics in a thorough and detailed manner.

Although some things are more one-sided,

But that kind of one-sidedness is only from the 21st century Baoyu,

to be qualified to judge.

After all, in that era of information explosion, Baoyu had seen too many things.

Baoyu reviewed the "Annotations on the Analects" once, and the number of words was not much, and it took half an hour.

"It's a pity, if there are too many things about the Analects, the library will not mean much to me. ”

Baoyu sighed and searched the first row of bookshelves.

Commentaries on the Book of Rites,

Litter!

Commentaries on the Book of Music,

Litter!

Commentary on the Debate,

Or garbage!

Garbage garbage garbage ......

Baoyu flipped through the first row, and it took more than two hours to find a useful one.

Clapping his hands, Baoyu took out a pen and paper, used the paper to conjure up a chair and sat down, and took out a bag of beans and a pot of light wine from the blanket prepared for him by the attacker, and sipped it leisurely.

"It's boring, it's so boring, this first row of bookshelves is really full of garbage. ”

Baoyu said boredly.

At this time, Jia Huan happened to turn over something that Baoyu had just lost.

"The sky is the greatest, huh......?

Condemned to heaven, there is nothing to pray for!"

Jia Huan squatted on the ground as if he had obtained a treasure, and buried his head in thought.

[Confucius's words are inconsistent, this is to point out, let me wait for the younger generations to think more, don't read dead books. 】

Jia Huan thanked his predecessors who wrote the annotations, turned out the entire "Analects", and immersed himself in reading it.

"Interesting, interesting!"

"Baby! What a big baby!

"I used to study, I was just a wooden head, I understood, once I had an epiphany, I heard the Tao, and I could die at night!"

Jia Huan kept talking to himself, and on his small face, he looked like a mad demon.

"Huh, the Analects are gone, which one is so shameless, and they have all been collected?"

Zhai Mingsheng casually flipped through the books on the first row of bookshelves, and when he touched the top of the "Analects, Shu Er", his hand was empty.

If I look for other Analects, I can't find a single volume.

"It doesn't matter, although the first row of bookshelves are all classic annotations of the ancestors, which are thought-provoking, but in the end it is just ordinary text writing, and there is no power to attach talent, and the real treasure is still on the upper floor. ”

Zhai Mingsheng looked at the four rows of bookshelves with burning eyes, shook his head regretfully, licked his lips vigorously, and then took out the pass card engraved with ancient Shangwen and walked up the winding steps.

Even if you are lifting people and jinshi, and reading the books on the first layer, you can also increase your knowledge and talent.

But compared to the ancient books on the second layer, it is definitely a small thing.

Zhai Mingsheng put away his reluctance, and touched the treasure hidden on his chest with anxiety, exuding a cold breath through his bones.

I closed my eyes and burst into the second floor.

...

After drinking a pot of light, but sweet light wine, Baoyu stood up leisurely and cleaned himself up.

"The first row of bookshelves is garbage, and the second, third, and fourth rows, and even the second and third floors, which only masters and academicians can climb, can't they also be garbage, right?"

Baoyu had rested enough and began to walk back.

The second row, a little more esoteric, but, garbage!

The third row is already very old, and silk is used to carry the writing of ancient books, but it is still garbage!

The fourth row is full of bamboo slips.

Baoyu was a little interested, he hadn't seen anything written on bamboo slips yet.

But flipping through, well, still garbage.

Baoyu felt that he should not be too hopeful, after all, he had already studied all kinds of literary styles such as ancient poetry, strategy, and even the Confucian Great Zhou Dynasty, which did not exist in the 21st century.

It was an era of information explosion.

nature

is also a person who can break all the knowledge that has appeared in history and crush it.

The era of grinding into slag.

"Wait, this is ...... The whole story of the temple!"

Fingers stroked a roll of bamboo slips, and Baoyu suddenly became excited.

...

No one knew that in the hall where this Xuan Qi was cast, there was an existence that could see through everything.

Snail foot stroked his forehead with his fingers, and on the two fingertips, he actually condensed all the talents of Jinshi's literary position.

And this incomparably thick and refined talent, like a fine silk thread, is connected to the pupils of the snail foot, so that the snail foot can see everyone in the hall.

At this time, Snail Foot stood behind Baoyu, smiling.

"Good Jia Baoyu, these many classical books, at least they have been annotated by the title Jinshi, you don't even look at it?"

"Good, great, hurry, hurry back. ”

"Haha, there's nothing you like in the second row? It's good, go to the third row and look for it, definitely, there must be no one you like." ”

"Huh, you're in the fourth row, you're still shaking your head, you're still not satisfied?"

Seeing Baoyu looking through the bookshelves in the fourth row for a while, the smile of his snail feet could already drip down his face.

Jia Baoyu, Jia Baoyu, I thought you were a capable person, but it turned out that you had a high eye and a low hand.

The ancient books in the fourth row, at least the academician can be annotated, and you still don't like it.

Snail Foot feels like he's making a bit of a fuss,

With the eyes of Baoyu and the low,

Within 10 years,

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