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I was half clear in my heart, half 'confused', watching him walk out, it was snowing outside, and after he walked out of the big 'door', he closed the big 'door' of the library with his backhand. (hua advertising). For more up-to-date chapters, visit wèn:ww. Copy the URL to visit wèn

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

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

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

Originally, I only planned to flip through two pages at random, but I was a little reluctant to let go 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 of the book were not so new compared to the one I just saw, especially the first two volumes and the fifth volume, which were turned too many times, and the corners of the book were a little 'hairy'.

I closed the book and felt that 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 a lot of ancient books in order to protect those transformations, 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 their own home, but they will not care about the transformation, only people who really stand in a high place will not see the gains and losses of one book at a time; And as a great Confucian in Xichuan, he is not only concerned about the decline of Confucian classics, but also about being able to open his 'mind', which not everyone can do.

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. [There are almost all the books that hua wants to read.,It's faster than the general station to be stable dìng a lot of updates.,There are no ads in the whole text.] ]

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 pages clean.

I frowned, but because the light in this corner was so dim that I could barely see what was written in 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 went south from the grassland, occupied the 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, after which the manuscripts were often discarded, and some were simply destroyed.

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 they would 'mix' such a booklet 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.

The first year of Yuanqing? It was the early years of the establishment of the Celestial Empire, but I remember that Emperor Gao's official accession to the throne should have been in March, and this note should record that he had almost laid down the entire Yuan, and pacified the 'rebellion' in Yangzhou, and temporarily pacified Xichuan, and prepared for some preparations seven days before his accession to the throne.

For example, the Mingtang sacrifice.

Therefore, it is recorded that Emperor Gao's sacrifice in the Mingtang was not led by the military officials, not the kings, but the 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 dazzling.

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 original war 'chaos' for many years, the people's trust in the court has been reduced to the lowest, the remnants of the previous dynasty are waiting, and those princes of Shengjing in the grassland are also watching, sacrificing Mingtang is a means to stabilize the people's hearts and create a certain situation.

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 military officials had not yet come to be canonized in a hurry, and there was actually a living lang, obviously to put on the meaning of the emperor's prestige, because there had never been such a precedent on the grassland Shengjing side before, and they probably only knew that there was such a thing after entering the original and occupying the capital, 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 man's narrow wealth, and it also looks 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, it is already recorded that "on the 14th day of March in the first year of Yuanqing, the emperor Yi, the Mingtang sacrificed, and the emperor led the 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 the book of living notes that I couldn't hold at all 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 settled down, and hurriedly kicked the booklet behind the 'door', and then straightened up and reached out to the 'door'.

At this moment, the large '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 entrance of 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, "His memory is much better than ours, and he can record a lot of things in books that I don't remember, so how can I help him correct his mistakes?" But the empty mouth promised to come down, and it was just a scene. ”

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

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 'gate' 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 'gate' 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 'door', and the cold wind was still blowing with snow foam, and after a while, a lot of snow 'flowers' 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 it was gloomy.

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 he really said this, it was still like a cold wind blowing into his heart, making his face suddenly pale.

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

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 calm pine bushes on the mountain, faintly 'exposed' pavilions.

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