The archives are located in the west wing of the same courtyard.

It is also home to some of the civilian staff.

Wei Ci enthusiastically took Zhou Ang into the room, and Zhou Ang saw his uncle, Chen Jing, at first sight. So he whispered to Wei Ci: "Brother Ziyi, can you go in first, let me say hello to an acquaintance." ”

Of course, this kind of thing is inevitable, Wei Ci nodded, and took the key to enter a small suite. Here, Zhou Ang walked over to Chen Jing, greeted him a few words, chatted a few words, and said that his son Chen Fang was already receiving relevant training, and then said goodbye to him, walked to the door of the small suite, and knocked on the door.

There is no explicit reason why the archives room is located on the side of a group of civilians who cannot read the archives, but Zhou Ang guesses that the first is to prevent the military personnel from tampering with the archives, and because although these ordinary civilian personnel are not qualified to read them, they wrote them, and the location here is actually convenient for the archiving of the archives they have written.

Yes, strange to say, they are responsible for summarizing and sorting things out and writing them, but once they write and archive them, they are not qualified to read them anymore, and the one they wrote must be absolutely confidential.

But this is the set of rules that have been formed over the years from Taizhu to County Zhu to County Zhu. So far, it has been effective.

Wei Ci came over and opened the door and led Zhou Ang into the archives.

This room has windows, and it is not small, so it is very bright inside, but the windows are nailed to the iron fences, and it is useless to try to climb in.

And all fireworks are forbidden here.

Wei Ci pointed to the two large columns of bookshelves on both sides of his left and right hands, and explained them one by one: "This column is a general outline, and it is a general introduction to many underground forces, including hidden sects. This is the chronological order, here is the earliest record, there are thirty years, every year the old one has to be removed and the new one is put in, so in fact, the record can only be kept here for a maximum of thirty years. There are even older records, but they are only sealed in the secret room of the second hall. ”

After a pause, he said: "There are many more detailed records there, and many things involve too many secrets, and they are not at the level, so they have no right to look at them." But the ordinary records of thirty years ago can still be applied for and seen. ”

After inserting such a sentence, he continued to introduce: "From top to bottom, it is classified according to different events, involving monsters, hidden sects, the top column is dedicated to the will of the imperial court and official documents, reply letters, etc., and the second column is the correspondence with the official correspondence with the county Zhu. ”

"Also, do you pay attention, do you see this strip of cloth? Red means that things are very big, black represents the most ordinary, and blue and white are in between, not big or small. ”

As far as the eye can see, almost everywhere is stuffed to the brim.

Only the top column, that is, the direct contact with the imperial court, is the most empty, because Lingzhou County really has a rare opportunity to directly receive the reprimand or commendation from above.

Wei Ci was explaining beside him, and Zhou Ang casually took a copy from it and flipped through it, and found that it was actually He Qi's order - it turned out that he was transferred from Chang'an!

At this moment, Zhou Ang suddenly remembered that it had been a long time since he entered the yamen, although he had seen He Yi many times, but it seemed that he had never heard him take the initiative to speak?

Maybe he has a Chang'an accent?

But it doesn't matter, because once you become an official, at least from the official level, it is required to speak the "official language" of Chang'an - of course, the actual situation is that in a yamen where Lingzhou locals account for the vast majority, it is not realistic for you to expect everyone to speak the official dialect of Chang'an.

But at least everyone can understand Chang'an's official dialect, and they can speak it with their throats slugging.

However, He Yi did not talk much.

If you look closely, the time he transferred was last autumn.

In other words, when he came to Lingzhou County to take office, more than half a year has actually passed.

It doesn't seem like he's fitting in too well.

Put the things back, listen to Wei Ci talk about the truth, suggest where to start with Zhou Ang and so on, Zhou Ang nodded frequently when he heard it, and when his words came to an end, Zhou Ang couldn't help but ask: "There are so many files, Brother Ziyi has actually read them all?"

This should be what Wei Ci is most proud of, he smiled when he heard this, a little reserved little pride, and said: "Almost! It's basically so-so!"

Almost subconsciously, Zhou Ang sent it to a little sycophant at that time, "Admire! Admire! Brother Ziyi is really a caring person! Ordinary people will never be able to come up with such a good concentration and look through all the files, but Brother Ziyi actually did it!"

When Wei Ci heard this, the smile on his face suddenly became more and more full, but he said modestly: "Where! I am a rough person, I only began to read slowly after entering the yamen, those scriptures and articles are extremely obscure, I don't understand, and I don't like it, but these files here, although I feel boring and difficult to read at first reading, but one by one, they are like a small story, and I will slowly read it." ”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but show a little smugness, and said, "I don't want Zixiu to say that I know a lot of words from these files!"

Zhou Ang nodded immediately when he heard this: "If you do something in the future, you will get something!" Although Brother Ziyi has never read the articles of the sages, what he has done is secretly in line with the way of the sages!"

Wei Ci was so happy when he heard this, he smiled and waved his hand, "It's over! It's over!"

After chatting with each other a few more words, Wei Ci peddled some small rules that he summarized after reading these files, and then left Zhou Ang here to read them by himself, only telling him to lock the door when he went out, and then got up to leave.

Zhou Ang had already sat down next to the only small bookcase in the room, and watched him leave.

But when he was about to open the door, he turned around again, looked a little embarrassed, and said, "Speaking of which, I have a reluctant request." ”

Zhou Ang immediately said, "Please speak." ”

He said: "I have seen Brother Zi's words a few times, and it is really the most beautiful word I have ever seen, that word is called, handsome and chic, and ...... And dignified atmosphere. So, could you please ask Brother Zi to write a notebook for me? You know, I was late in literacy, and although I could barely be called hardworking, I couldn't practice calligraphy well. I'm looking for Brother Zi to ask for a copy of the notebook to copy ......"

His handwriting is good-looking, this is not only praised by everyone who has seen it, even Zhou Ang himself can't help but secretly praise it in his heart, but it is the first time that someone has been asked to copy it as a copybook.

But Zhou Ang didn't even hesitate at all when he heard this, and replied briskly: "What's so difficult about this!

If the other party is also a scholar, if he wants your words, it will naturally mean that he values them, but you must also be polite and humble, otherwise I am afraid that I will eat people and ridicule him, but this Wei Ci is a monk halfway, although he knows a lot of words, but it is not easy to deal with it according to the set of readers.

If you are modest and polite, you may be treated by him as something you are reluctant to give!

For him, he should be more straightforward.

And sure enough, seeing that Zhou Ang agreed happily without a trace of hesitation at this time, Wei Ci hurriedly thanked him with satisfaction and gratitude, and then went out happily.

When he left, Zhou Ang began to calm down, ready to take a serious look at the files.

Soon after crossing over, he wanted to find some history books to read, but unfortunately people in this era don't seem to pay much attention to history, when the Dragon Boat Festival family got together for dinner, Zhou Ang also asked his uncle Zhou An for this, but he told him: In addition to a few so-called history books praising the founding master of the Tang Dynasty, Zhou Ang had read it back then, and there were no other history books.

According to him, only some university scholars should have some private histories in their hands, and then there should be official history books of the past dynasties in Chang'an's Taixue.

Therefore, Zhou Ang wanted to read some history books of this world to deepen his understanding of this place, but for a while there was nowhere to borrow.

But now, although the direction is narrower and the geographical coverage is very small, it is undeniable that the archives in this room are also history books.

It's almost unpolished, first-hand history!

Among them, Zhou Ang was particularly interested in the introductions to the various secret sects.