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Dressed in a lilac skirt with metal ornaments on her forehead, she didn't look like a tall woman from the Central Plains, looking quietly from afar.

A long skirt, moving with the wind, with her back to the pavilion behind her.

In the distance, a red sun is born, and the clear sky is like a wash, which is refreshing.

"Miss Zixuan, Gongzi Zhou has returned to the academy."

The servant on duty stepped forward respectfully, bowed his head and said.

The woman did not answer, nor did she turn around.

The servant looked up cautiously, then lowered his head and waited aside.

This woman's origin is mysterious, and the mountain chief has ordered early on to treat each other as a guest of honor, and not to be sloppy at all.

After waiting for a long time, I heard a lazy and charming voice, and said in an indifferent tone.

"I already know, go down."

"Yes."

The servant respectfully stepped back, then quietly closed the door to the observatory.

The woman with an alien style stared at the east for a long time, and the thin purple mist around her appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Zhou Xun walked the ramp, walked out of the one-person-tall bushes, and walked onto the avenue, with a row of tall ginkgo trees planted on both sides.

In front of it is a five-story attic, three of which face the water, called a stone canal.

This is the library of the academy, one of the most important places in the entire academy.

Hundreds of thousands of books are stored here, and it is the foundation of the academy.

It is rumored that the academy was built in the last years of the previous dynasty, when the previous dynasty collapsed, a large number of old scholars of the Hanlin Academy fled, found here, settled here, taught and educated people, wrote out what they learned in their lives, compiled it into a book, and passed it on from generation to generation, so that there is today's Luming Academy.

It is also rumored that Luming Academy was built by the old and young relics of the previous dynasty.

When he went to the library pavilion, it was not good to carry the smell of wine, Zhou Xun carried his qi and blood, dissolved the smell of wine, his face turned red and red, and wisps of white mist steamed on his head.

In just a moment, the qi and blood were dispersed, and all the wine in the body had dissipated.

"It's going to take a bit of care on your clothes."

Zhou Xun pinched the trick casually, recited a mantra to clean his clothes, swept up and down, and where the magic power pointed, the dirt, dust, and wine disappeared one after another, leaving a robe like a freshly washed robe.

"Why can't the Cleansing Charm be exchanged for a new one?"

Thinking about this serious question of magic, the boy stepped into the library in the light of the morning light.

Several servants standing guard at the door bowed slightly when they saw him, and Zhou Xun also nodded.

The plaque on the main entrance of the library pavilion reads the words "Wenshan Shuhai", which is a beautiful and generous pavilion style, which is a commonly used font for officialdom official documents.

Entering the main entrance, there are no bookshelves in the hall on the first floor, only dozens of inscriptions hanging on the four walls, all of which are written by certain students, all of whom have been in the academy and have achieved something.

There is a platform at the door, and there are three or two people sitting behind it, all of whom are elderly, holding bamboo slips and looking at them fascinatingly.

At this time, the library should have just opened the pavilion, and there were not many copyists who came and went, and there were students who worked and studied here to clean, wipe the carved wooden windows, and receive borrowers and copyists.

There are many screens on the first floor, separating each other from a small gap, and only a small bookcase can be placed.

The process of borrowing books is more complicated than copying books, and there are many restrictions, but despite this, not all books can be borrowed, and most of the books that can be borrowed are travelogues, miscellaneous books, manuscripts of poems of predecessors, etc., or some books that can be found in ordinary bookstores.

Only transcription is allowed here, and it is billed by the hour, not much, an hour is ten yuan, about the cost of a breakfast.

Copying books has become the norm, and Zhou Xun has not copied books on weekdays.

On the concise case, surrounded by screens, holding pen and ink, ten lines at a glance, you can almost complete one or two volumes in an hour.

Many books are only a few thousand words long, and it is not difficult to transcribe.

The servants of the library and some students from poor families would also copy some commonly used books on weekdays to earn a meager income to support themselves.

Skirting the screen with ease, I naturally lightened my pace and did not disturb the tranquility here.

Whoever comes here, they'll be soft-spoken.

On the second floor, there are rows of bookshelves, each of which is filled with labels, categorized according to the content of the books.

The books on this floor can be borrowed or copied, and they are the most commonly used books, with more than 170,000 volumes.

Most of the books on the second layer belong to the hundred schools of thought, including some rare and ancient books that have been lost, each of which is of great value and belongs to the collection of some painstaking work.

Walking up to the third floor, there are many fewer bookshelves on this floor, and the books collected in it belong to some more precious, this floor has the book of soldiers' battle formations and strategies, and it is said that this floor also hides the mysterious doctrine of imperial magic.

Books at this level are not easy to get with money, even among the big families, such books should be cherished, they will not be borrowed easily, and they will only be taught to real beginner disciples between master and apprentice.

Books here can only be memorized on the spot, not borrowed or copied, and serious students only have the opportunity to read books once a month.

On one side of the bookshelf, there are more than a dozen large tables, all of which are chairs on the sides of the tables, and there are windows on all sides, which have good light for people to read.

Roughly counted, there are about twenty bookshelves, each with six floors, and each floor has more than a hundred books, and there are only more than two thousand books here.

A rickety old servant walked over with his hands behind his back, and his cloudy eyes recognized Zhou Xun.

"Mr. Zhou, are you reading again?"

Zhou Xun shook his head with a smile.

"No, I'm going up to the fifth floor."

The old servant's eyes flashed with light, and the compelling divine light was like substance.

He straightened up and stared at Zhou Xun for a while, then retracted and regained his slumped appearance.

"Does Mr. Zhou have a token?"

Even though it's not the first time I've arrived, I still find this token very inconvenient.

took out a dark token and handed it over, the old servant held it and looked at it for a while, turned it over and checked it several times, and then handed it back to Zhou Xun with both hands.

"Mr. Zhou has already obtained the permission of the two adults, and he can enter and exit the fifth floor at will, why do you still have to check it, uncle? If you want me to say, I'll let Mr. Zhou go! Not too much trouble? ”

On the side, another middle-aged man carrying a teapot and a white porcelain cup passed by.

The old man glared at him dissatisfied, and the latter smiled and poured himself tea.

"I call it a ceremony, etiquette cannot be abolished, if there is no way in the world, etiquette will be abolished, if the academy loses this ceremony, it will not be far from decline!"

The old man seems to be very old, and he dares to say such a thing as the decline of the academy in front of him, and he doesn't know how many years he has been in the library pavilion.