Sima Qian looked up at the place where the voice came from, and saw two Luo's sons coming together, one was Gongziqing, and the other was quite similar to Gongziqing, and he had never seen it.

Luo Qing introduced: "Taishi Gong, this is my brother, Gongzi Bai.

Brother, this is what I call a great talent, so Taishi Ling Sima Zichang, a family of historians who have been passed down from generation to generation.

This is a true historian. ”

A true historian!

Sima Qian was stunned, this is probably the highest evaluation, a pure person, a person who has detached himself from low-level interests.

Luo Bai glanced at Sima Qian again, and after the two saluted each other, Luo Bai said, "Taishi Gong, please go with Bai to meet your father." ”

Because Sima Qian came in a private nature, not in a public-to-public form, there was no need to be too serious, and a few people walked along the road they had just swept.

Sima Qian found that although the palace in the inner city of Zhaocheng was much smaller than the imperial palace in Chang'an City, the feeling was completely different, and there was a magnificent heaviness here all the time.

From every scratch on the wall, from every quaint building, a kind of antiquity arises spontaneously and then comes to the face, and people can't help but rise in awe.

Especially when passing by the Luoshi Temple, the warriors standing in front of the door are like sculptures, and there is a faint sound of chanting.

This is simply a sacred place to write history!

Along the way, Sima Qian already felt that he was full of literary thoughts, and he could definitely write impassionedly and write a brilliant general history on the basis of ensuring historical facts.

The three of them talked while walking, and Luo Bai also praised repeatedly, he was really blind before, and he didn't even think of this kind of writing.

After a few more conversations, Luo Bai found that Sima Qian was not only able to come up with a new history book, but he also had a strong literary talent, even if he didn't become a historian, he would definitely be able to become a family.

The same historical materials are written by different people very differently, and Luo's hopes that more people can enjoy reading history.

The three of them walked into the house, and under the baking of the stove, it was instantly different from the bitter cold outside, and they passed through a corridor, knocked on the door, and suddenly opened up.

The decoration in the house is Luo's usual simple style, and there is a very dignified man sitting on the main seat, who is the head of the Luo's family, the contemporary Zhaogong Luosheng.

In the house, Duchess Zhao and Wang Wenjun, who was alluring to the country and the city, were boiling tea together, and the aroma was overflowing.

"Father!"

Luo Bai and Luo Qing bowed in unison, then walked to the sides and sat down.

Sima Qian took a deep breath, bowed down and said loudly: "Foreign Minister Sima Qian pays a visit to the Grand Duke!" ”

Luo Sheng bowed his hand and replied: "Taishi Gong, please take a seat, Ah Qing said in the letter, Taishi Gong wants to borrow my Luo's historical materials?" ”

Sima Qian nodded and said, "There are a lot of books in the foreign minister's house, but they are naturally far from enough compared to Luo's.

Sima has been serving as the Taishi Ling since the establishment of the Han Dynasty and is more familiar with the affairs of the court, but the information before the establishment of the Han Dynasty is not very clear, and the only source known is that there are records about the three dynasties of the pre-Qin Dynasty in the hundred schools of Zhuzi.

However, Zhuzi Baijia is not a historian, it exists for reason, and their records are mostly erroneous and deleted, so I hope to be able to watch Luo's historical materials to ensure the authenticity of the historical books. ”

Luo Sheng pondered for a moment and then said: "There is such a record in the history books of the Luo family, the crown prince of King Zhou is named Shu, and Shu's wife is beautiful, so King Ji ......

How are you going to write this paragraph? ”

Sima Qian knew this story, after all, one of the protagonists of this story was Chong'er, the overlord of the Spring and Autumn Period, and it was precisely because Chong'er participated in the palace rebellion of the Bangzhou royal family and supported the Son of Heaven to ascend to the throne that he completed the last piece of the puzzle to become the overlord.

He muttered: "King Ji defiled the royal family, so that the monarch and the ministers had resentment, the father and son were resentful, Haotian did not tolerate it, and the patriarchal law did not forgive.

In the autumn of the twentieth year, he killed Yu Luo, the king of Ji, this is not a killing, but a punishment! ”

Not only to remember things, but also to express attitudes from them, this is the original intention of Sima Qian's history.

Luo Sheng nodded slightly after hearing this, and then said to Luo Bai and Luo Qing: "Have a cup of tea, and take Taishi Gong to the storage room." ”

A steady person like Sima Qian bowed down with a trembling voice: "Bow down to the Grand Duke Xie, the Grand Duke will be blessed for ten thousand years." ”

Wang Wenjun, who was making tea, took down the teapot to pour tea for his father and mother, and then poured tea for himself, Luo Bai took the teapot and handed it over.

Sima Qian was shocked by Wang Wenjun's appearance, he knew that the Luo family girl was beautiful, but like the woman in front of him, there was absolutely none.

And he has been in the palace for many years, and he is used to seeing beautiful women, but compared with this beautiful and refined woman, like the snow of the Tianshan Mountains, it looks tacky.

His first thought was that such a strange woman beyond ordinary people's imagination should be recorded in his history books.

"The Biography of Strange Women"!

It includes the world's talented, tolerant, virtuous, and meritorious women.

After a cup of tea, Luo Sheng sent off the guests, and the group walked out of the house, Sima Qian saw Wang Wenjun standing in the cold wind in a single dress, but there was no discomfort, and a burst of surprise became more and more determined to write into the history books, other historians do not have such an opportunity to get close to Luo's, then they must be perfect.

"Taishi Gong, the day you came is very coincidental, if the paper had not been created, the area of the storage room alone would be the size of a palace, and the number of bamboo slips displayed in it could simply cover the sky and the sun, which is unimaginable.

Since the creation of paper, the family has been transcribing some important texts, but the project is so vast that many of the books of lower importance have not yet been transcribed. ”

The invention of paper has greatly increased the convenience of carrying books, but it is not easy for ordinary people to ask for a book, and Luo's asking for books is not money, but Luo's has requirements for character, and he has to prove his morality, and he brings his own pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Luo's has been transcribing books on bamboo slips, but one or two pieces of paper may be cheap, but it can't support the number of Luo's books, the cost is too high, and there are not enough people, so the progress of transcription is really slow in Luo's opinion.

Sima Qian secretly said to himself, such a huge principality can't even be transcribed, how many books should there be?

He soon found out!

The moment he pushed open the door of the storage room, Sima Qian's whole body was silent, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't make any sound.

From where he stood, he looked ahead, rows of bookshelves, scrolls of bamboo slips, books bound on paper, row upon row, until the end of the line of sight, where there was darkness, and the bookshelves were deep and disappeared.

Luo Bai looked at Sima Qian and said with a smile: "Taishi Gong, my Luo's collection of books is actually not much, and this collection room already occupies half of the historical materials of the Bang Zhou millennium. ”

Halfway!

That's only half?

Sima Qian now understands what Luo Qing said, Luo's collection of books is as vast as the sea, and if he writes this history alone, he will definitely have to delete a large number of historical materials.

Now it seems that there is absolutely no half-truth, and based on what he has learned about Bang Zhou's deeds from various sources, I am afraid that there is at most one-tenth of this place.

Rockwell.

It's terrifying!

Luo Qing pushed the door open completely, stepped into it and said, "Taishi Gong, I will introduce you to the distribution of books here, and when you want to mobilize books later, you can come directly to pick them up." ”

Several people walked into Luo Qing and pointed to the bookshelf in the first row and said: "This is the first batch of countries to be destroyed in Bangzhou, many of them were destroyed by barbarians, and the historical materials are very badly damaged. ”

Walking forward, Sima Qian saw some familiar handwriting, probably the historical materials of the countries before King Zhou Yi, Luo Qing said: "The historical materials here are what I have heard of, basically they all appeared in the early days, and many of the fables of the hundred schools are taken from here."

Confucianism, Taoism, and Mohism all used to draw materials here, and Laozi, Confucius, Mozi, and Mencius became enlightened and sanctified here, and the impassioned examples in their classics were all derived from this.

Tai Shi Gong, you have to work hard.

The opportunity to become holy, the opportunity for the first person of the historian, is placed in front of you, and it is listed in the temple of all sons, and all the historians will worship you in the future.

You have talent, you have a chance, it's a shame not to give it a shot. ”

Luo's does not take the holy position, except for Luo Minggong, who is more special, among the various factions of the hundred schools of thought, there is no Luo's sage.

Among the temples of the sons, there is only Luo Minggong.

Rock's does not produce saints and sages, we are just builders and porters of saints and sages, and in the process, we harvest a little bit of wisdom.

Rock's instinct is to boast.

Luo's is also good at drawing big cakes, and what Sima Qian said can be said to be swaying, and an incomparably beautiful picture scroll was displayed in front of him.

And Rockwell has always been a representative of credit!

There are really a lot of people who have become holy in the Luo's Academy, and they never do those things that rob others of the naming rights of wisdom, which is simply a clear stream in the clear stream.

In this endless treasure house, Luo Qing changed Sima Qian's goal from writing a history book that has been famous for the ages to becoming a saint and becoming the first historian in just two sentences.

"Childe, please continue to introduce Qian, I can't wait to start writing this history book."

Hearing Sima Qian's slightly anxious voice, Luo Bai and Luo Qing glanced at each other, with a smile in their eyes, Wang Wenjun was too familiar with Luo Bai, and said in a low voice: "I feel that you two brothers are calculating." ”

Luo Bai laughed in a low voice: "Win-win cooperation, this is a win-win situation." ”

Win-win means that Luo's wins twice, first harvesting a wave of Sima Qian's wisdom crystallization, and then continuing to maintain Luo's reputation as a holy place for historians.

The group walked all the way, Luo Qing explained to Sima Qian all the way, and at the end Sima Qian asked suspiciously: "Childe, why is there no history book of Yin Shang?" ”

Luo Bai and Luo Qing glanced at each other, and Wang Wenjun's expression became a little solemn.

(End of chapter)