Tian Zhiyu didn't think about redeeming Su Yijin, after all, Su Yijin and Wen Suyi had already said that she still had a two-year contract with Chunyi Pavilion. In addition, Tian Zhiyu doesn't want to return to the mountains and forests for the time being, and his dream of rivers and lakes hasn't started yet, how can he say goodbye in a hurry like this?

He has just taken the first step on the road of martial arts, and he has not yet seen those top masters, and he has not yet taken a look at the world, so if he is allowed to go into seclusion now, it is better to go to prison directly in Cloud City.

However, he still wanted to know, if Su Yijin was unhappy in the Spring Pavilion and asked him to take her away, he would do it no matter what. If you can use money, you can use money, and if you can't use money, you can use force. As long as Su Yijin does not change her mind, Tian Zhiyu will protect her with all her strength.

After Ma Bencai went out, Tian Zhiyu looked at these silver tickets, which were no different from what he saw on TV. And he counted five thousand taels.

Thinking of what Ma Bencai said just now, plus Ma Bencai said at the beginning, in this world, a medium-sized family spends only five taels a year, so this money is enough for him to spend a lot of time.

Then he thought of Wu Lihan, and immediately got up and went to his room, saw that he was meditating, walked over, and said, "Brother Wu Lihan, just now Brother Ma gave me some money for me to use for daily expenses, and I can't use it so much, let's take half of each of us." As he spoke, he took out two thousand five hundred taels from the five thousand taels of silver and handed them to Ullihan.

Wu Lihan took it and said in surprise, "Brother Ma gave you five thousand taels?"

Tian Zhiyu nodded and said, "Brother Ma is really generous, but as I said, the money is borrowed from him, and it will be returned to him when he has money in the future." ”

Wu Lihan smiled bitterly: "Brother Tian, have you ever bought something?"

Tian Zhiyu thought about it, he really didn't spend any money in this world, the sword was given by Master Zhuo Buzhi, and the food and accommodation were all in Ma Bencai's house, and even visiting the Qinglou was Ma Bencai's treat.

Wu Lihan looked at him and shook his head, and said, "You may not know how much this is, my master has eight disciples, plus the hired cooking master and everyone else, the annual expenditure is only about one hundred taels, this money is enough for us to live for more than twenty years, I can't ask for this money." ”

Tian Zhiyu was surprised, and thought that Wulihan was a Dongyi person, and the grassland people might spend less money than the Central Plains people. However, these five thousand taels are indeed a huge amount of money.

"Brother Ulihan, you can take it, I can't spend it anyway. Besides, let's go on a journey together, don't we all eat together? Whose money is not spent, bring more money with you, and feel more confident. ”

After hearing this, Wu Lihan was no longer polite, put the silver ticket in his pocket, and said, "Then put it here with me first, and tell me when you need money." ”

Tian Zhiyu nodded and said, "I'll go out to buy some books in the afternoon, do you want to come with me?"

Wu Lihan thought for a while and said, "I'm not going, I'm not interested in books, so I'd better stay in the house." ”

In the afternoon, Tian Zhiyu asked Okra where there was a bookstore, and Okra took a piece of paper and wrote down all the bookstores in Taiyuan City for him, and said that if necessary, she could accompany him.

Tian Zhiyu thought about it and decided to go by himself and visit Taiyuan City by the way.

went to a few nearby bookstores, and Tian Zhiyu found that they either sold some medicine and witchcraft or some face-to-face gossip or the like, so he decided not to go straight to the bookstore where okra said the most.

The largest bookstore is called Mingyuan Bookstore, which is a little far away from Ma Bencai's house, and it happens that Tian Zhiyu enjoys the cultural scenery of Taiyuan along the way.

According to Tian Zhiyu's understanding, Taiyuan City is already a medium and large city in this world, but Tian Zhiyu estimates that the size of the city is about the same as a slightly larger county in later generations, and the population should be three or four hundred thousand, which is far from the large cities of later generations.

At this time, due to the low productivity and the low transportation capacity of grain and other materials, it is difficult to form a large urban scale.

Moreover, in addition to the area where Ma Bencai's house is located, Taiyuan City is more prosperous, and other places can be seen everywhere with low adobe houses, dirty and poor streets, and poorly dressed people.

Probably this is the real phenomenon of this world, there are relatively few people with money and power, and the vast majority of them are struggling to make ends meet.

When he walked to Mingyuan Bookstore, he was already not far from the South City Gate, and Tian Zhiyu thought that Wen Suyi would leave from here tomorrow.

Although it is not in the most prosperous place, the scale of this Mingyuan Bookstore is not small at all, similar to those medium-sized bookstores in later generations.

A pair of stone lions in front of the door are lined up left and right, there is a big plaque hanging on the door, the name of the bookstore is written, the left and right of the plaque is a pair of official book couplets, the upper link is the ancient and modern academic of Tibet, and the lower link is the essence of gathering heaven and earth.

Compared with the previous bookstores, this bookstore is like the difference between Xinhua Bookstore and a small bookstore on the street.

Tian Zhiyu walked in, and the decoration inside was also solemn and elegant. It is divided into several rooms, each with bookshelves lined up on the walls, and the shelves are neatly lined with books.

This is it, Tian Zhiyu thought.

Since the book at this time is linear and there is no spine, it is very convenient to place the book here not on the outside of the spine, but on the cover.

In addition, there is a sign in each room that briefly explains what type of books the room is.

Tian Zhiyu started with history.

In the room of the history book, Tian Zhiyu found biographical history books, including "Historical Records", all the way to "Book of Tang". He started with the historical records, and after reading for a while, he found that this "Historical Records" was almost the same as the "Historical Records" he had read before, both of which were written by Sima Qian, and the number of biographies of the family in this era was also the same.

He flipped through the others, and since he hadn't seen most of them before, he couldn't see the similarities or differences. Just looking at the author's words are the same.

This world lacks a chronicle general history, a general history that is easy to understand, otherwise unless Tian Zhiyu carefully studies all the chronicle history books, he can find the subtle differences in history.

The chronology is different, just look at the specific year, and you can quickly know the difference.

He walked forward again, and when he reached the room of the scriptures, he saw that the first thing in the first place was the Analects.

Tian Zhiyu is familiar with the Analects, and when he was very young, the aunt in the orphanage organized the children to study together. Although the age is a bit old, fortunately, he has a good memory, and what he memorized at that time can almost be memorized now.

After reading it again, he felt that there was no difference from what he had read before, and Tian Zhiyu felt more and more surprised, what kind of world is here? Why is there a completely different geographical environment from the earth, but the same culture? Why is it exactly the same before the Tang Dynasty, but it has completely changed after the Tang Dynasty?

If it is a parallel world, then although the mass volume here and the earth are similar, there are still differences, although there is also almost the same moon, Tian Zhiyu can be sure that this is not the earth he lived on before.

Is this all a dream? Or did you accidentally break into someone else's game and become a character in someone else's game? Is it the protagonist, or is it just a soy sauce player?

Tian Zhiyu was puzzled.

He continued his way to the room of poetry. In the most conspicuous position is a set of "The Complete Collection of Tang Poems", which used to be roughly scanned to have about three or four hundred copies. Due to the large number of copies, only the first one was placed horizontally, and the rest were lined up vertically, which looked very spectacular.

He didn't read this set of books, because he saw it, and the next set of books was "Li Taibai's Poetry Collection". There are also more than a dozen copies of this set of "Li Taibai's Poetry Collection", and he picked up the first one, flipped through the catalog, and noticed the difference.

Because his internal strength has reached the middle grade, coupled with his own good memory, Tian Zhiyu is now quite confident in his ability to never forget.

After he scanned the catalog, he found that some of Li Bai's very classic poems were missing, such as "Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell". He didn't remember how many poems there were in the original "The Complete Works of Li Taibai", so he couldn't specifically count how many poems were missing in front of him at this time.

He then walked forward, and below him were the poetry collections of Du Fu, Bai Juyi, Li Shangyin, and almost all other poets he was familiar with. He looked through everyone's poetry collections, and almost everyone's works have decreased.

Could it be that there has been a literal prison in this world? But even if it is, it can't affect every author. There must be some reason for this.

But Tian Zhiyu couldn't think of it.

He then walked around the bookstore, and saw some books of the literati of this dynasty, and he looked through some of them, most of them were of the prose type, and there were a few poets of this dynasty who could publish poetry collections, and their works were far from being at the same level as Tang poetry.

Tian Zhiyu now understands why Luo Yuanqiu lamented the withering of culture that day, so much so that he would cry bitterly after hearing the good words in Tian Zhiyu's mouth.

Any country that has been established for a long time, with the prosperity of the economy, will emerge with cultural prosperity, and Dongyang has been founded for three hundred years, but there has not been a Li Bai, there has not been a Su Shi, this is a thing that any cultural person will feel ashamed of.

However, on the original earth, the Song Dynasty, a unified dynasty after the Tang Dynasty, had no less cultural prosperity than the Tang Dynasty, especially the splendor of the Song Dynasty was glorious through the ages.

Tian Zhiyu then walked forward, and arrived at the room full of fortune-telling witch Gu medical skills, he took a cursory glance, the "Book of Changes" and the derivatives of the "Book of Changes" accounted for almost half, and there were a large number of medical skills-related, he was not very interested, so he walked to the next room.

The door number of this room reads art, Tian Zhiyu walked in and took a look, there were tablets in a conspicuous position, calligraphy, paintings, and gold and stone. I remember that when Ma Bencai was talking about the unicorn tea party, he mentioned that there was a list of 50 beauties selected every year, and the painter painted each beauty, and then assembled and published, I don't know if I can see it here.

Tian Zhiyu looked for it carefully, but didn't find it, and thought to himself, yes, the price of the Allure Book is fifty taels of silver, if there is a volume here, I don't know how many people will come to watch it for free.

There happened to be a guy from the bookstore who came to tidy up the bookshelf, Tian Zhiyu called the guy over and asked in a low voice: "This little brother, please ask, does our bookstore still have last year's Allure book?"

The guy smiled ambiguously and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry for this son, every year, our bookstore can only grab a share of more than a dozen copies, and it was sold out on the first day it was put on the shelves." ”

Tian Zhiyu gave him an understanding smile, and then said, "What about the others?

The guy replied again: "It's all sold out, although these copies are not as popular as Allure's book, they are basically sold out in about ten days." ”

Tian Zhiyu was a little regretful, signaling that the man could continue to do his own business, he continued to look down, and found that whether it was calligraphy books or paintings, they were mainly based on the content before the Tang Dynasty, and the works of calligraphers and painters of this dynasty also existed, but they were all placed in the corner, and there were not many of them.

It seems that the whole of Dongyang, not only is literature withering, but calligraphy and painting are not much stronger.

Tian Zhiyu walked to the last bookshelf in this room, and the books on this shelf were all placed vertically, and the cover could not be seen. He took out a random copy, and strangely enough, it didn't have a cover at all.

He opened it and looked at it, and he instantly understood, and at the same time, yesterday's idea of writing a little yellow book to make money was also shattered, because what Tian Zhiyu got in his hand was the little yellow book of this era.

This book has no title and no author, I want to be the same as Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng, I only dare to write secretly, and I can't leave my name openly.

Tian Zhiyu looked at the content, it was nothing more than a tryst with a talented and beautiful woman, and good things were achieved before and under the moon, and the writing was far worse than Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng.

He flipped through a few more books, and the content of the stories was similar, including high-ranking officials and Qinglou women, unwitting literati and Qinglou women, Luotuo scholars and good family women, and ordinary idiots and landlords' maids, and most of the imagination stayed at the level of this era.

However, the difference between these books and the previous ones is that these books are obviously read by a large number of people, each of which has left large and small fingerprint marks, and a few of which have been curled up so badly, presumably these are the most popular.

Just as he was holding a book, he suddenly felt someone standing behind him and said softly: "It turns out that Tian Gongzi is the same as other men, so he is okay with this mouthful?"