"Isn't Chen Shubao the queen of Chen? The king of the Southern Dynasty! This King An Cheng is the emperor's younger brother, but the emperor still has the crown prince, how can the son of King An Cheng become the last emperor?"

After King An Cheng left, Chen Cuo was still pondering, thinking about it, he felt that the water was too deep, shook his head, and was not much interested.

"Anyway, it's the kind of dynasty palace fighting and coup d'état, and I don't need to worry about it. ”

Chen Cuo's mind is all on cultivation and enlightenment, and now that he has an agreement with King An Cheng, he has no doubts.

"It doesn't matter to me who becomes the emperor, so let's go to the imperial court's library first, and improve the supernatural powers as soon as possible, so as to break the bottleneck and continue ......to move forward."

Early the next morning, the Hou Mansion received news from the secretary of the province, saying that Dongguan Palace had received an order from the palace, and Chen Cuo could go to watch it at any time.

Dongguan Palace is a place for the collection of books built by the imperial court, and is under the jurisdiction and management of the secretary province.

When Chen Cuo arrived, he saw Zhang Ju, who had been waiting for a long time, and he led several colleagues to greet him.

Zhang Ju's Writings Bureau is also the secretary of the province.

"When I got the news, I was a little surprised, but when I thought that my cousin was very knowledgeable, it was reasonable again. Zhang Ju looked happy, but his subordinate colleague was a little embarrassed on his face, unwilling to get close to Chen Cuo.

"Brother Lao greets him. ”

"What is this, come with me," Zhang Ju and Chen Cuo walked together, "There are many books in the Dongguan Palace, involving a wide range of books, including subsets of scriptures and histories, poems and songs, and there is no shortage of Taoist Buddhist scriptures, but they are rarely open to the public, that is, we wait, at most, we can take the time to read a few more books when we check and arrange them, and at other times we can only look at the ocean and sigh, Fang Qing, you must take advantage of this opportunity." ”

Chen Cuo nodded and said, "I remember." ”

As he was walking, suddenly someone walked quickly and whispered in Zhang Ju's ear.

After hearing this, Zhang Ju nodded and said to Chen: "Brother Wei has to deal with it in advance, if you need anything, you ask someone to go to the Writing Bureau to inform me, and I will arrange it." ”

"Good. ”

Saying goodbye to Zhang Ju, Chen Cuo was led by someone to a pavilion outside.

"Prince, please ...... here"

There were already people waiting at the door.

This is an old man in his fifties, with a beard and a hunched body, and after seeing Chen Cuo, he gave his hand to lead the way.

"What do you call Your Excellency?" Chen returned the salute and followed.

The old man said with a smile: "The little old man's name is Bao Gan, he is the school secretary of Dongguan, he often proofreads the books, he is familiar with this place, and he is arranged to guide the books for the prince. ”

"I'm tired. Chen Cuo bowed his hand and walked across the threshold.

After all, it is the place where the entire Southern Dynasty collects books, not only covers a vast area, but also has a surging atmosphere, shoes fall on the floor, you can hear bursts of empty echoes, and when Chen Cuo walks into the pavilion, there is a cool air blowing in his face, mixed with a little ink fragrance, looking at the rows of bookshelves, the hustle and bustle of the world seems to be isolated.

Bite!

In Chen Cuo's heart, the reading of the golden book trembled, and he immediately noticed a faint, non-existent human reading.

Looking around, a little brilliance appeared in Chen Cuo's eyes, taking in the surrounding scenes, and seeing the brilliance of the people reading the stars, as if they were aimless travelers, wandering around the palace.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Chen Cuo narrowed his eyes.

"The core of my incense is not to worship the Buddha and burn incense, but from the article, the words and sentences resonate with the hearts of the people, in order to gather people's thoughts, but there are many articles in the world, it is not as good as my article is the only one, the national library of the Southern Dynasties, gathering the world's collections, if there are not a few special, it is called eccentric. ”

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly came to his senses, he already had the prototype of supernatural powers, but it was difficult to really derive and form, and he felt that he had entered the realm too quickly and had not accumulated enough.

"Entering the Tao with articles and coming to this land of books may be the opportunity!"

Thinking about it, Chen Cuo's gaze swept over the bookshelves, and then he couldn't help but let out a sound of admiration.

The roof of this Dongguan Palace is very high, but the height of some bookshelves is almost up to the roof.

Bao Gan introduced: "Books are placed in different categories, the original books are few, do not look how, and so on after more books, they are all piled together, when Gaozu Dingding, specially sent soldiers and horses to guard, not affected, but there are also a number of bookshelves damaged, simply remade, in order to put the books in, it will be heightened and widened. ”

Chen Cuo nodded, looked at it, and asked, "Is there only this layer?"

"This is the outer hall, put all the paper books, and then go inside is the inner hall, divided into three layers, the first layer is also a paper book, mostly the original, the second layer is bamboo slips and silk books, many solitary books. ”

Speaking of this, Bao Gan stopped.

"What about the third layer?" Chen Cuo asked as he walked, feeling slightly in his heart, and realizing how many people read from the book.

"The third layer, you have to go and see it yourself, there ordinary people can't step in," Bao Gan bowed slightly, "but Shangfeng explained, and the prince can read it." ”

Chen Cuo immediately understood, the third layer of the inner hall should be the storage of the cultivation collection, just looking at Bao Gan's appearance, listening to what he said, it seems that there are other inside information.

"Do you want to go to the third floor immediately?" Bao Gan asked again, "The lower officials have to go and report first, there are two guards inside, and no one else is allowed to approach without permission." ”

Warden?

Librarian?

That's probably not an ordinary person!

After thinking for a moment, Chen Cuo waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, take a look here first." He pulled out a book.

This book is only a few thin pages, but it has a strong human thought, and it is the most popular book around.

Looking down, the word "Nine Songs" was written on the cover.

With just one glance, Chen Cuo's heart trembled, and when he looked at it, he saw that the two words were shining, as if they were about to fly out!

Bao Gan hurriedly introduced: "This "Nine Songs" is an annotation, although it is taken from the work of Qu Yuan of Chu in the pre-Qin period, but it is a version of Wang Yi's annotation in the Han Dynasty. ”

“......”

Chen Cuo nodded silently, feeling that the book in his hand was much heavier.

Okay, Qu Yuan's original work, Wang Yi's annotations, and Wang Xi's handwritten book, in this stack of murder books? No wonder, there can be such a strong gathering of people's thoughts, if not, it is called strange!

In light of this, he naturally wanted to take a good look.

This opened, and before I could take a closer look, the human thoughts contained in it flew out.

Chen Cuo's heart moved, and he spit out slightly, but the human thoughts in the book were only swaying, and they were not pulled over, as if they were firmly rooted and integrated with the book.

Chen Cuo nodded secretly, stopped the Tuna method, and read carefully.

At this time, there was a sudden "bang" not far away.

Bao Gan's face changed, and he confessed his guilt, saying, "The next official will deal with trivial matters first." ”

"Go get busy. Chen Cuo waved his hand, looked over, and through the gap in the bookshelf, he saw a young man in Chinese clothes bending over, hurriedly picking up books on the ground.

He caught a lot of people thinking about that young man.

After Bao Gan passed, he lowered his voice, but it was not a reprimand, but a good student guidance, and there was still some comfort in his words.

It seems that there are some origins, I don't know which family's son.

Chen Cuo withdrew his gaze, did not delve into it, and his gaze fell back on the book.

On the other side, after talking to the young man, Bao Gan glanced at Chen Cuo, and then walked quickly into the apse.

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In the gloomy pavilion, two figures sat in it, suspended in the air.

One has gray hair, the other is black and shiny, both with a full beard, and they are old.

The two of them were dressed in quaint, shabby robes, and their eyes were half-open.

Bao Gan knocked on the door carefully, and then pushed the temple door open.

The black-haired old man raised his head, opened his dim old eyes, and asked, "Linru County Marquis, have you stayed in the front hall?"

Bao Gan nodded and said, "I'm looking through the collection of books in the front hall." ”

The white-haired old man said: "It's just right, let's see if this clan really has understanding, although there is an imperial mandate, but if you want to enter the scholarly portal, you must have some skills." The man's voice was low.

Bao Gan arched his hand and asked the two of them if they had any other orders, and when they got the order to do nothing, they immediately took a careful leave.

Silence returned to the room.

Suddenly, the black-haired old man said: "In the past two years, there have been no outstanding people coming, that is, Ren Gui and Wu Chao, and they are still like a little bit, can this Chen clan be equal to the two?"

"The old man has already quit gambling, but Ren Gui enlightens the portal with literary thoughts, Wu Chao breaks the barriers with martial arts, each has his own strengths, this county marquis of the clan, he takes the road of incense, and is constrained by the purple qi of the dynasty, I am afraid it will be difficult to stretch much," the white-haired old man shook his head, and then his expression changed slightly, "Oh? ”