The front yard is not big, but even this small space still gives people a somewhat empty feeling. I didn't see anyone along the way, and I didn't even see any furnishings when I walked through the front of the church.

The only thing along the way was flowers and plants planted on both sides of the road, and a table in the hall.

These flowers and plants are well raised, and Kong Rong passed by the flower garden, although it was winter, there were still one or two kinds of flowers blooming.

In a season when most of the flowers are gone, it is always easier to be excited when one or two flowers are still in full bloom.

Kong Rong walked and inadvertently reached out to touch it, but was stopped by a voice.

"The master likes these flowers and plants very much, don't break them."

The person who spoke was the little girl who led the way in front of him, not very old, with a sword at her waist, and it was very good to see whose girl was wearing a sword.

She is also wearing a long gown, which does not look like a daughter's house at all, but it is beautiful.

"Huh." Kong Rong withdrew his hand, looked at the flower and then at the girl, and said softly.

"It's me who was rude, little girl."

Saying that, looking at the house, the furnishings are simple, and there is not even a subordinate, but there is a pleasant feeling.

Is it really the place where strange people live?

He put his hand on the book in his arms and patted it solemnly.

Although there are many twists and turns in the process, he must thank this gentleman today.

For a while, I had a little more expectation in my heart, what would such a strange person look like?

Led by the little girl, Kong Rong walked through the front yard and finally stopped in front of a courtyard gate.

The little girl stopped and looked back at Kong Rong, as if she had something to say.

Kong Rong asked suspiciously, "Little girl, what's wrong?" ”

"My master always carries a hat." The little girl stood in front of the door and said.

"When the gentleman goes in, can you not mention her appearance?"

Although the little girl's words were a little less polite, they could be heard without malice.

Kong Rong was stunned for a moment, and then showed a look of understanding.

Probably there's something unspeakable, though.

He didn't care much about that. What if you have a splendid mind, but you don't look good?

"Thank you little girl for reminding me, I remember, I won't mention it."

The little girl standing in front of the courtyard gate let go and let Kong Rong walk in.

The first thing you see when you enter the hospital is a tall tree standing in the center.

Under the tree was a gentleman in a hat playing with a piece of wood, and there were many piles around him, and I couldn't see what the wood was for.

The figure was a little thin, and he couldn't see clearly with his head down, but Kong Rong recognized at a glance that this was the person he had seen in front of the academy.

Seeing someone coming in, Gu Nan put down the wooden block in his hand and stood up from the table.

Glancing at the man who had been following them all the way, he looked like a scribe, but she couldn't remember if she knew this person.

"I wonder if this gentleman is looking for me?"

I didn't know what the other party was doing here, but Gu Nan still asked first.

If she just found the wrong door, she could also point the way, and she still knew a little bit of the neighbors nearby.

But since he came all the way, he shouldn't have found the wrong door.

The scribe standing opposite saw her and stopped.

Before Gu Nan could react, the scribe stretched out his hand, patted his sleeve, and wrapped it in front of him.

With a solemn expression, he lowered his head and bowed down to his waist: "Kong Rong, Kong Wenju, I came today to thank Mr. Guo for the gift of books." ”

It is often said that the book business is angry and would rather bend than bend.

Sometimes, though, it's not discouraged to bend down.

Only then did Gu Nan know who this middle-aged scholar was, Kong Rong, but he said that he was younger than she imagined, and thought that he would look like an old pedant.

"It turned out to be Mr. Kong." Although Gu Nan didn't know how he found him, he probably understood the situation.

"Qi'er, you go and make a pot of tea."

"Mr. Kong, it doesn't have to be like this, just sit down." He stretched out his hand to the table.

"Don't lose your courtesy." Kong Rong straightened up and smiled a little heavily.

"The gift of the ancestors should not be lost. Now that he has been given by Mr. and can be completed, Kong Rong will not regret it for life. ”

He understood that he had not learned enough, and it would be difficult for him to write anything that could teach future generations in his lifetime.

Being able to complete the six scriptures is really enough for him to be happy for a lifetime.

"Me too, just a gift from others." Gu Nan paused as she spoke, and the Book of Music reminded her of some past events.

However, for her, the past should be the least thing to recall, because she has too many past events, and if she has to recall them, she doesn't know how much time it will take.

Just in that bookbox, each one has some past references. All she could do was not think about it.

There was no couch in front of the table, and Gu Nan himself sat on the ground.

"It's a little shabby, sir, don't laugh at it."

"Sir is here, the book is here, where does it come from?" Kong Rong smiled and sat down.

"Mr. Kong is funny."

Gu Nan smiled, this is an interesting statement, if she is not mistaken, the next person to make such a statement wrote a Burrow, it will be hundreds of years later.

Kong Rong looked at the person in front of him, and remembered the lesson he heard outside the courtyard in Cao's mansion.

Although the other party has a hat, he has a feeling of meeting his confidant and hating to see each other.

I feel that there are many things I want to say, the pain of not being able to do so for many years, I have so many wishes that I want to say so much that I don't know how to say them when I come to my mouth.

In the end, he just looked at Gu Nan with burning eyes.

Gu Nan was watched for a long time, and he didn't see Kong Rong speak, so he moved his shoulders unnaturally: "Mr. Kong, if you have something to say, just say it." ”

I smiled bitterly in my heart, what are you staring at me like this?

"Yes, let the gentleman smile." Kong Rong put his hand on the table and took a deep breath.

"When I went to Cao's Mansion to discuss matters today, I passed by the side courtyard, and I asked Mr. not to blame, Mr. was giving a lecture at that time, and I listened to some of it."

So that's the case, Gu Nan can be regarded as sorting out the whole story.

"In class, I heard Mr. say that he wanted to build a school where people from all over the world could study, and Kong Rong wanted to ask Mr. Is this sentence just a joke? ”

After speaking, he looked at Gu Nan.

If Gu Nan said that he was just joking, he wouldn't know how to deal with himself. In this world, it is very painful to have a grand ambition.

It takes courage and determination, but it's almost impossible to achieve.

He also knew that this kind of thing might be just an expectation for life, but he still couldn't help but imagine what the world would be like at that time.

There is no more loneliness, no more dedication, no more collapse of etiquette.

Take the gentleman as the teaching of virtue, do not leave the road behind, and do not close the door at night. With the doctorate as the teaching of knowledge, the study is extensive, and there is no class of teaching.

At that time, the world was studied, and people had their own duties, which was pushed to the peak of a world. What the world will be like, it will be the most magnificent chapter in history.

It was the imagination of that kind of world that made him do his best.

He looked at Gu Nan vaguely, until he saw Gu Nan and shook his head slightly: "How can it be a joke?" ”

Kong Rong's hand slowly clenched, he wanted to look up to the sky and smile at this time, but he only showed a wistful smile.

He himself couldn't tell how complicated his feelings were at this time, and he finally had a confidant, but he understood the feeling of hopelessness in this life.

Kong Rong also wished for this.

There was a feeling of weakness in his voice.

"I listened to the bet between my husband and the students, and the books that people all over the world read, how many do I think my husband should have? I have calculated that I can copy one book in six days, five in a month, sixty in a year, and six thousand in a hundred years. It is enough for the people of a township, but it is far from enough for the people of the world. ”

Kong Rong lowered his head and looked at the table: "Mr.'s bet should be lost." ”

In fact, he didn't want the number of people in front of him, he hoped that God would help him to conjure up thousands of books, but he also knew that it was impossible.

"How does Mr. Kong know that I'm going to lose?"

Gu Nan said suddenly, these words made Kong Rong stunned.

The corners of his mouth hooked under the hat, and he picked up a few wooden blocks from his side.

"Sir, look."

The wooden block was placed on the table, and Kong Rong saw the appearance of the wooden block clearly. Each piece is a small square with a word engraved on it.

Gu Nan lined up the wood, and the individual words formed a sentence.

There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy. The wind and rain do not move, and it is as safe as a mountain.

Woohoo, when I suddenly saw this house in front of me, it was enough for me to freeze to death.

"Mr. Kong said, can you use this method to print books, can you get those tens of millions of books?"

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The shadows of the leaves under the trees swayed and the light was dappled.

"This ······" The middle-aged scribe stared blankly at the wooden block, unable to speak, his hand on the wooden block, and his eyes gradually clouded.

The wooden blocks seemed to say everything he wanted to say.

His vision was blurred, as if he had seen a mountain of books higher than the sky, a mountain that could fulfill his lifelong ambition, piercing through the stratus clouds and standing high in the sky.