Volume 1: Early Morning Empire Chapter 82 Old Book Building

Some long-term students hurried to the stove hall to avoid missing the special meal on the first day of school, and some students who wanted to return to Chang'an City hurried to the courtyard meadow to avoid missing the celebration banquet of the fox friends and dogs in the city, while most of the students packed up their books and walked along the quiet alleyway next to the study house to the depths of the academy.

Glancing up at the sign, knowing that the direction was the old book building, thinking of the earnest advice of the chief professor in the first class this morning, Ning Que couldn't help but have some curiosity, waved goodbye to Chu Youxian (Note 1), and followed the crowd towards the alley.

The distribution of buildings in the academy can not see any regularity, a few corridors in the east and a few corridors in the west, scattered between the meadows at the foot of the mountain, but it gives people a sense of naturalness, there are countless lanes hidden between the rain corridors of the flat eaves study, quiet and quiet, and if there is no signage, no one knows where the front will lead.

Ning Que smiled on the surface, but in his bones he was not very willing to follow the crowd, and he deliberately separated from the flow of people after walking a few steps, walking quietly in the alley alone, the noon sun was covered overhead, and the flat eaves beside the alley were reflected into a neat black mark, just pressing his right shoulder, feeling a little heavy.

Walking quietly like this, I don't know how long I finally walked out of the laneway, and suddenly there was a bright and open scenery in front of me, and there was a very fresh scenery, Ning Que lifted the wind-blown turban to the back of his neck, looked at the large wetland forest in front of him, and looked at the lush water pine and green bamboo, only to know that there was such a beautiful scene in the depths of the original academy.

There are endless reeds growing in the water, at this time there is no autumn wind to dye it yellow and white, the waist of the pen is green and tender in the spring wind, it looks like a dense rice pole field, the dry wind passes through the forest by the riverside, and then it is filtered by these green poles with water vapor, and it becomes cool and pleasant again. (Note 2)

Ning Que walked on the stone path next to the wetland, looked at the fish in the shadow of the water and listened to the chirping of unknown insects in the forest next to him, the string in his heart that had been tightened for more than ten years seemed to be moistened by the zeqi, lightly rubbed by the shade of the trees, and gradually relaxed and soft, occasionally a classmate passed by, so he nodded politely, but did not speed up his pace.

The stone slabs under the feet are unpolished, and the pits above are uneven enough to prevent slipping, paving out of the laneway of the study, going around the wetland, and then stretching into the forest, about thousands of stones are densely built into a flat path, forming an extremely long stone path, and finally arriving at the foot of the mountain in front of a three-story old wooden building in the green forest.

The appearance of this three-story wooden building is ordinary, there is no colorful heavy makeup, and there is no cornices hooks, just simply rising against the mountain, but those wood with varnish should not be ordinary, looking at the traces left by the wind and rain over the years, I don't know how many years it has stood quietly in the depths of this academy, but there are no details revealing traces of decay.

Ning Que looked up at the horizontal plaque above the wooden building with the words "Old Book Building" written on it, and couldn't help but think, could the teachers in this academy be too lazy, and a library building is called an old book building because it is old?

"I know you are very curious, why this building is called the Old Book Building, in fact, the reason is very simple, because this building is responsible for collecting books for the college, and one of the things of books is only used to record our thoughts, and thoughts are such things, once they jump out of their minds and write them down on paper, they are no longer fresh, they are just old things, so any book is an old book. ”

There were already a lot of people downstairs, and in front of the closed wooden mén, a middle-aged academy teacher was smiling and explaining to the students the origin of the name Old Book Building.

"You are now a member of the academy, so you must remember that in our academy there has never been a saying that words and paper are respected, and there is no rule that books are bowed on the desk, books are books, it is just tools, it is not sacred, only our thoughts are fresh, in order to let you remember this, so this building is called the old book building. ”

All the beings nodded and were taught, but they didn't necessarily understand the hidden meaning of these two simple words, Ning Que vaguely understood a little, but he didn't know if his understanding was completely correct.

"Tell you about the rules of the old book building. The middle-aged teacher in charge of managing the old library continued: "There are two teachers and four managers here, and our task is to serve all teachers and students, so you can come and read books at any time, but there are three things you need to remember." ”

"First of all, the Old Book House has the richest collection of books in the world, because in addition to an organization of 100 people who is responsible for searching for books in various countries, your senior brothers in the past are also spending a lot of money on books, they are very hard, and their hands are very large, so when you read books, please wash your hands cleanly, please don't spray spit on the books when you discuss, don't take too much care of them, but don't treat them as straw paper in your own latrine. ”

"Secondly, we can't find more books, so when you want to read a certain book and find that you can't find it, please question yourself first, whether the book you want to read is worth reading - if it is a rou futon, then is it the most wonderful river between the books? If it is the Eastern Crusade Dictionary Xiǎo said, is it the most representative of the great river of xing? If not, then don't ask us again, because it means that we have decided that the books you want to read are meaningless. ”

"Last but not least, it is strictly forbidden to leave the second-hand library with any books, and it is forbidden to copy them. Don't look at me with this kind of eyes, don't try to indoctrinate me with any kind of free sharing, the rules in the academy are the rules, Professor Cao Zhifeng of Class C in the morning must have taught you with his fists, the reasonableness of these rules is not allowed to be questioned, as for the good intentions and earnest meaning behind the rules, you can unconditionally experience and feel inexplicable, but don't expect me to explain it to you. ”

Standing under the plaque of the old book building, Jiao Xi smiled at the living beings with different expressions, and his smile looked extremely hateful, like a usury businessman, and like a miser who showed his gold Youhuo poor man, and said slowly: "Don't try to challenge the last rule, even if you are the most outstanding book thief in the world, and you want to show your skills in the old book building, you can only have one end in the end, that is, death...... The kind of death that died very miserably. ”

The students were in an uproar, and Ning Que shook his head again and again when he stood outside the crowd, thinking that even if the building had the richest collection of books in the world, but you were not allowed to copy or lend them, how could you remember?

Sure enough, a student stretched out his arm and asked in a loud voice, "Sir, you said that there are all kinds of books in the old book building?"

Mr. Jiaoxi's eyes moved slightly, and he found the student who dared to question in the crowd, frowned slightly, and said with great displeasure: "Do you have any doubts about my statement?"

"Students don't dare. The student's body trembled slightly at the teacher's gaze, and said, "The student is just ...... The students are just curious if there is a ...... in the building That, books on spiritual practice?"

Mr. Jiaoxi's face was slightly dark, he raised his chin and smiled slightly, confident and proud and contemptuous to the point of being pointed out by Wanfu: "In the eyes of the secular people, those so-called mystical books are probably extremely rare, but what is the difficulty for my academy? If you want to read the legendary Seven Volumes of Heavenly Books, Rotten Ke Buddhist Sutras, there are indeed no in the building, but other than that, I really don't know any cultivation books that you can think of but can't find!"

Hearing this, Ning Que, who was standing outside the crowd, slowly clenched the fist in his sleeve, although his expression did not change, his heartbeat sped up a little for no reason, and he subconsciously raised his head and stared at the ordinary three-story wooden building in front of him, his burning eyes seemed to set this wooden building on fire.

Entering the world of cultivation is his dream since childhood, although he was hit several times in a row and even yesterday, but the reason why the dream is beautiful is precisely because it is difficult to achieve, but it attracts you to keep trying hard, and from time to time let hope lu out xiǎo tail youhuo youhuo you, moaning softly: Come chase me, come catch me!

He had already lost hope of entering the world of cultivation, and suddenly found that he was able to enter and exit a wooden building full of cultivation books at will.

"Remind all students, don't be too fierce and greedy, otherwise the old library will be burned, and the dean will cut us all into peach branches and swallow them. ”

The teacher downstairs looked at Ning Que outside the crowd with a smile, then took away his smile, looked at the beings with a solemn expression and said, "I must warn you, those mysterious books you are curious about cannot be memorized, you can only experience them, and as for the truth, I still won't explain it." Manpower is sometimes poor after all, if you don't have the potential to practice, but you want to force yourself into the book, it will lead to some very bad results. ”

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The old book building wooden mén slowly opened, the inside was quiet, as if it was a big mén leading to the unknown world, there was no splash of dust over the years, no cobwebs dragging, but it gave people a sense of oppression brought by the vicissitudes of time, the people outside the building were slightly silent, tidying up their clothes, gathering their minds, and stepping over the threshold and walked in.

The inside of the building is much larger than from the outside, and there are many simple bookshelves neatly arranged in the wide space, the bookshelves are arranged according to the six subjects and chronological classifications, and all the books you can think of are displayed on them, different heights, new and old, and snuggled together, just like countless sages and celebrities over the years, looking at you side by side.

The students quickly dispersed when they entered the building, and went to find the books they were interested in, Ning Que walked between the bookshelves alone, and from time to time chou took out a book to see, and then found that there was a bookcase in the window of the bookhouse, and there was a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the case, and I couldn't help but wonder why I had these things prepared since I couldn't copy them?

Found a copy of Wang Xinglong's stickers in the Southern Jin Dynasty book area, Ning Que chou came out to study while walking casually, and gradually became quieter and quieter beside him, he raised his head, only to see a clean staircase appear in front of him.

The staircase is used to go upstairs, and now he is on the first floor, so above the stairs, is the second floor.

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(Note 1: The full text changes 禇 to 褚, and the word 禇 shows that there is a problem in it, and at the beginning I wanted to make a mistake on the wrong one.) Note 2: There are always readers who say that the Tang Dynasty does not know the infinite, the Tang Dynasty has nothing, and the Tang Dynasty is how it is, I reiterate a nonsense again, the Tang in the book is the Tang of the night, there is yumi and tobacco, there are cultivators and there is a Tang in Haotian and Ning Deficiency, it is the Tang Dynasty, but it is not the Tang Dynasty. Note 3: You still have to stay up late to write something decent. ）。