The Arsenal of the Hanlin Temple is an integral part of the library.

The Hanlin Library has a long history, with a collection of many scriptures and classics, and even manuscripts of sages, in the early days, it once became a holy place for readers, even now, it is still the goal of many lifters and readers, but the purpose has changed-

As most of the successive generations of Zaifu had served in the Hanlin Academy, the political significance of the Hanlin Academy continued to expand, obscuring its academic and academic brilliance.

Even so, it is still impossible to deny the profound heritage of the Hanlin Academy, and the large collection of books is still incomparable to many academies that have been inherited for many years and have a long history.

Of course, in the collection and management of a large number of books, it is necessary to invest a lot of manpower to prevent confusion, dispersion, and decay, and to make it easier to consult.

Among them, the first section of the military pavilion is the place used to collect the classics and battle records of the past dynasties, and it is also the place where Qiu Yan is now in charge and managed.

Since receiving the order half a year ago, he has come here every day and stayed all day, even after his uncle, aunt and others entered Beijing, the family gathered together, and it was not interrupted because of this.

Every day as soon as the sky is bright, Qiu Yan will step into it, and today is the same, when he writes with a pen, the servants and servants outside the building will talk in a whisper.

"Lao Li, are you still gambling today?"

"Bet! Of course you have to bet! If you lose three dollars the day before yesterday, you must win it back with interest!"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to win it back, and you'll have to add two more wine money to my old Zhang!"

......

The two officers shouted at each other, and the interest of the others also came up, and they gathered to coax, it was still early, and the weather was cool. Except for the officials on duty, most of the officials have not yet come, and it is the most leisurely time of the day.

"Okay, I'll give you a witness, Lao Zhang, tell me, what are you going to bet on today?"

"Just bet on whether the champion will make a little more movement today!"

"Well, I said he wouldn't change much today. ”

In a slightly chaotic environment, a young man of a young age hurried in.

This person is Meng Sanyi, who led Qiu Yan in the first place, and he has been extremely diligent recently. I almost finished all the work early in the morning, returned to the courtyard, listened to the noisy words, smiled slightly, but my feet did not stop, and I hurriedly ran away, took a bowl of tea, walked into the library pavilion, and went straight to the military pavilion.

The library is run by Yang She, a scholar of lectures. His people are harsh, and when the general servants and miscellaneous servants have nothing to do, they don't even think about going in, and they are slightly disobedient. Immediately it is a punishment.

But as the emperor opened Chrysostom and handed over the military pavilion to Qiu Yan for management, it was equivalent to dividing part of the power from Yang She, and Qiu Yan also had the right to suggest the library pavilion. There are all kinds of incidents that need not be elaborated, nothing more than a collision between the old and the new. The suppression and beating were all responded to by Qiu Yan one by one, and many famous halls were created, including a set of management methods for sorting and classifying, which have been spread in the capital, and have been obtained by many families and academies, all of which are very surprising.

This Meng Sanyi was also implicated in an incident and was in trouble, but because of Qiu Yan's help, he was able to save the day, and he won his trust, so that he could enter the cabinet every day to serve tea and water.

Walking into the military pavilion, a strange aura came to my face.

Due to the relationship between the books in the library, the Hanlin Academy can purify the thoughts of others, and even the filthy official spirit has been purified to a certain extent.

It's just that when he stepped into the military pavilion, the situation immediately changed significantly, and the comfortable feeling and the flow of thoughts were no longer there, but instead there was a kind of dignified, contradictory, and chaotic artistic conception, as if a person who couldn't find the target was thinking about the future, which made Meng Sanyi feel a thousand thoughts and depression in his heart.

However, this feeling, although unpleasant, is also a rare experience, Meng Sanyi was difficult to adapt to at first, but soon with his talent, he saw the meaning.

The feeling of unobstructed thinking is like listening to the great Confucianism and grandmaster explain the scriptures and classics, which can make people suddenly open their mouths and solve all kinds of troubles, but in the final analysis, it is to follow the footsteps of others and accept the thoughts of others.

The chaos and contradictions in the military pavilion are like walking alone on the road of seeking knowledge, to think, to explore, helpless but firm, and the thoughts bloom their own sparks in the chaos.

On the road ahead, someone must be the first to step out, and no one can give him guidance for this step.

With reverence and longing, Meng San moved to Qiu Yan's side, put the teacup lightly on the table, did not make a sound reminder, took two steps back, and looked at Qiu Yan's words silently.

Qiu Yan's words have changed a little in the past six months, the rules are round, the bones and blood are full, and the blades are a little more wanton, and the words fall on the paper, giving people an elusive feeling.

In fact, Qiu Yan is imprinting the feelings in his heart on paper through the pen in his hand.

These insights do not come from their own experience, but through the body of the gods, watching the humane order of Zhou Rao, and summarizing the humane truths, which are also mixed with a little Taoist changes, as well as the Shinto trajectories of the eye-holding star monarch and the sealed gods!

The perception is complex and changeable, turned into words, written down stroke by stroke, each stroke contains, Qiu Yan's understanding of Zhou Rao's humanity, although Fang Buzhou is humane distorted, but it is not without merit, since it exists, there is a development process behind it, and the changes in it are the focus of humanitarian exploration.

However, the meaning of the words connected together and embodied is obscure, and it is still difficult to understand even if Meng San racks his brains to mobilize his mind, only that it is an article describing the scene.

For half a year, Qiu Yan will write such an article every day, at the beginning Meng Sanyi didn't feel how, after watching it for a long time, but slowly gave birth to a feeling, I felt very meaningful, and a few days ago, whenever Qiu Yan gave up a piece of writing, when he put away the pen and got up, it would be accompanied by a little vision, the scope of the impact was not large, at most it could only be seen through the window of the pavilion, and it was seen outside, but it also made several servants and servants amazed, and this was the matter of betting.

Syllable!

With a soft sound, Qiu Yan put down the pen, turned his head to look at Meng Sanyi, and nodded.

Meng Sanyi hurriedly returned the salute, with a respectful attitude, and the reverence on his face was obviously sincere, which was also for a reason, not just because Qiu Yan had saved himself, but also because he thanked the other party for agreeing to watch from the sidelines, so as to learn something.

At first, Meng Sanyi came in to deliver tea, watched the situation, and was still scared, not daring to stay for a long time, but later Qiu Yan actually said to keep him, let him watch, and even pointed out from time to time, without a little high shelf, which made Meng Sanyi more and more admired and respected.

stepped forward and glanced at the words on the paper, and looked at it intently, looking at the whole article, Meng San was dizzy when he moved, and his thoughts collided, as if there were two completely different systems, colliding in his mind.

Desperate memory, and then retracted his gaze, not daring to look more, he had already had experience, and he was not nostalgic, and then asked the doubts that arose when he read the book yesterday, seeking answers.

This is also a common practice, the reason is that when Meng Sanyi was studying at home, some problems were difficult to understand, so he asked Qiu Yan with the mood of trying it out, but Qiu Yan did not hesitate to give advice, and even told him that if there were problems in the future, he could ask them, and then he did what he said.

When he walked out of the library, the errand and miscellaneous servants who had been waiting outside for a long time immediately coaxed and surrounded Lao Zhang and Lao Li who had just bet.

"Xiao Meng has come out, which means that the champion has collected the pen, there is no movement today, Lao Zhang has lost, Lao Li, your money has been earned. ”

"It's a fluke. Lao Li, who was shouting about losing money before, smiled, and Lao Zhang, who was originally alive, was depressed.

"Alas, the champion has disappointed me this time......"

Seeing this scene, Meng Sanyi shook his head slightly, when Qiu Yan put away the pen, the small range of visions attracted the attention of these people, and later inquired, knowing that Qiu Yan was practicing calligraphy, and later found that whenever Meng Sanyi walked out of the library, it meant that Qiu Yan's words were finished, and if there was no vision at this time, it meant that there would be no vision today, so as to gamble.

Although Hanlin Wensi can purify his thoughts, he can't abstain from desire, and gambling is difficult to eradicate.

"In this Hanlin Academy, accumulate a lot of literary thoughts, there is a vision to show that the article written is in line with the meaning of the text, can be handed down, these days Mr. Qiu's pen into a picture, if you can do it every day, it is a beautiful talk, but today there is none, it's a pity......"

Thinking about it, he felt deep regret.

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In the middle of the building, the Bing Pavilion.

After Meng San left, Qiu Yan returned to the table, and the many changes in his eyes slowly subsided, this is also the characteristic of the flesh and blood, although the divine soul is powerful, but after all, it is not as good as the gods, and there is a limit, and the time to concentrate all his mind on deducing humanity every day cannot be too long.

Qiu Yan's three bodies and thoughts are synchronized, but the functions of each body are different, just like when cooking, one person uses pots and pans at the same time, although they can be controlled, but the functions and things contained are not the same.

The spirit body relies on the incense heart, can analyze a lot, but Shinto is different from humanity, the spirit body is not like the flesh and blood, involving cause and effect and luck, many human mysteries, do not really understand, only understand theoretically, see the flowers in the fog and finally a layer, is to pass on to the flesh and blood, personally deduce.

More than half a year is enough for Qiu Yan to touch a little root.

"If you can grasp the humane changes of Zhou Rao and use them, it will not only help the humanistic Shinto, but also relieve the worries of the divine body, but after all, I am not a person from Zhou Rao's own continent, there is not much cause and effect involved, if you want to understand and use, there is still an important step, that is, from Zhou Rao's humanity, summarize a set of concepts that can be integrated into the humanistic Shinto, and then borrow chickens and eggs, hide from the sky and cross the sea, so as to manipulate some of Zhou Rao's order, but to do this, a new ...... is needed."

"The Prototype of Order!" (To be continued......)

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