"Shanghai has been occupied by the southern Nationalist Government, and Sun Chuanfang has fled to Beijing, which is here, under the protection of Zhang Zuolin." Dai Wangyu said.

"It's quite safe in Shanghai, except that the sound of gunfire is occasionally heard at night, but it was much smaller before we left, and it is estimated that it is peaceful now." Another female teacher said.

"Mr. Yan can rest assured that Shanghai is very safe now, and there is no need to worry too much about the people in the family." Su Wenjin frowned when she saw Yan Buwen, so she comforted.

Security is certainly safe, but there is always a case. After Yan Buwen decided to explain the affairs of the Shiyu Institute clearly, he recently set off to return to Shanghai, and Dai Wangyu and the others also agreed with Yan Buwen's decision, so it would be good to go back and have a look.

"It's a bit abnormal that the north is the unsafe place now, but we're all running to the north." A male teacher laughed.

"It's dedication to knowledge." Everyone laughed and said, scholars are all like this, for the sake of investigation, for research, dare to go anywhere, and those officers also respect scholars very much, basically there will be no massacre of intellectuals, and a regime needs to be stabilized, and it must also rely on the cooperation of these people with pens and rods to praise merits, otherwise someone will write some articles criticizing the government all day long and publish them, which will always give the people in power a headache and make the people's hearts unstable. Therefore, many times, the government will let intellectuals, especially those masters, serve as their own staff, which is equivalent to a loudspeaker, and Wang Po sells melons and boasts about herself, representing the government's position.

After Yan Buwen invited them to dinner, he introduced them to Li Ji, and at this time, Wang Guowei was also sitting in the tattered school building with his sleeves on, looking through the literature everywhere. Wang Guowei is not good-looking, and he doesn't talk much, he is equivalent to a sculpture towards that one, and he keeps looking at the documents, these documents are all scavenged by Yan Buwen and spent a lot of money to collect them from the libraries of the former Qing Dynasty relics, and many materials are not even available in Tsinghua, and they are very cherished, so Wang Guowei, who was attracted, also came to check.

Not only Wang Guowei, but also Feng Youlan, Yang Zhensheng and several other Tsinghua celebrity masters, run here if they have nothing to do, and they don't say hello when they come, just read books, not only read but also plan to borrow books, the school building is not big, plus the members of the Institute of History and Language, and various bookshelf books, it is already very crowded, but these masters are still happy to do it, and they are crowded together to read books here, sometimes this school building is basically full of people (and the disciples of these masters), and there is no place to stay, everyone is crowded, Sitting on the grass, this battle is very spectacular, as if this dilapidated school building has become a very famous scenic spot in Tsinghua University, and it is not like Tsinghua's library is watched, there is no one here, come and go casually, this is of course those masters think they are, Yan Bu thought: I am a research institute, providing convenience for the members of the Institute of History and Language, of course, there are no guards. But these masters regard this as a benefit, come when they want, leave when they want, and complain when they leave.

Feng Youlan happened to meet Yan Buwen when she left, so she patted Yan Buwen on the shoulder: "Xiao Yan, your place is too small, so many of us really can't squat, why don't you find a bigger place." ”

Yan Buwen despised Feng Youlan's behavior of standing and talking without backache, and the school building was not rented by me anyway, and he didn't want me to pay for it, so he said angrily: "The Tsinghua school building is full, how can there be a place to rent it to me." ”

Feng Youlan laughed dryly: "Haha, it's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

So soon Tsinghua granted Yan Buwen a very large school building, which was enough to store all the books in it.

Originally, Yan Buwen thought it would be better, but he didn't expect it to be more crowded, it turned out that there were only about 30 people who often ran over, and now it has doubled, under Feng Youlan's introduction, all the celebrities in Tsinghua University came to read books, and these people just read books, and they often quarrel over a problem, which makes Yan Buwen very big.

"Xiao Yan, I'll take this book, and I'll return it in a few days!"

"Don't roll the calf, look here, just look here, don't take it, this book is two or three hundred years old, it's an antique, can you lose it if you break it?" Yan Buwen angrily scolded Feng Youlan, Feng Youlan laughed: "It's so stingy, what's wrong with borrowing a book?" ”

"I borrowed this book for two days, and there is no place to sit here." Yang Zhensheng took a book and immediately prepared to slip away, and without waiting for Yan Buhuan's response, he just took the book and left. Yan Buwen hurriedly stopped: "Brother, I bought this book from a former Qing Dynasty official, it is the first draft of the history of the Ming Dynasty, fifty oceans, what should you do if you take it and lose it?" Sit here honestly and watch, no, stand. ”

Yang Zhensheng also sent out the same contempt as Feng Youlan: "Why are you so stingy? Isn't it just a book? ”

"This is the only book, the only one in the world, I love to read it, I don't want to watch it, I don't want to see it." Yan Buwen doesn't have time to talk to these people, these people are professors, and their logical thinking skills are very strong, and you can't get around them with logic, so Yan Buwen directly explodes foul language, so that he can communicate effectively with them.

Since he couldn't take it away, Yang Zhensheng had no choice but to find a place to stand and watch, being thick-skinned is a skill that must be learned, no matter how Yan Buwen dislikes it, I stand still.

This school building has become Tsinghua's second library, and at a glance, it is very bright, as long as Tsinghua's well-known masters come to read books. Yan Buwen didn't expect this before, and blamed himself for the rare and attractive books he scavenged. This also proves that the tens of thousands of dollars Yan Buwen spent to buy books were not spent in vain. This campus is named the "Master Building" because there are few places that can attract so many masters at the same time, and sometimes, even the masters of Peking University come to take a look.

The wool is out of the sheep, Yan Buwen naturally will not let go of so many masters, you can read my book, but you also have to pay a price. Therefore, when Yan Buwen threatened them to close the "Master Building", those masters finally agreed to hand over all their papers and research this year to the "Little Daily" newspaper for publication.

"It's really hard to cut the door, I have to submit a research paper every month, and I can continue to read it next month." Feng Youlan complained to Yang Zhensheng helplessly.

"You're okay, I'm going to hand in three articles, and I haven't written one yet, so I'll let my students make up three for me in a few days." Yang Zhensheng smiled bitterly, but it was really worth it to be able to read books here, many books are out of print, and I am afraid it took a lot of money to get them.

Feng Youlan was surprised: "Why do you want only one article, but you want three?" ”

Yang Zhensheng said casually: "This kid also has a batch of hidden in Peking University." After speaking, Yang Zhensheng realized that he had missed his mouth, and quickly shut up. But it was too late at this time, and Feng Youlan showed a greedy look.