Thousands of books are written in thick and light fragrant ink, and the falling snow is like crystal beads. When someone asks Shushan where he is going, he should remember that a student from a poor family is not an orphan.
There are lights illuminating dark roads at night. Love stays, a little light shines in the heart. The sound of reciting comes from here. Looking from a distance, people look like pictures and the moon is like a scroll.
"My dear friend, may I ask if this is the place where books are printed?"
Zhu Feng pulled Hanhan and stood at the door. There were people dressed as students who came later and asked who came first. students.
"I don't know, I turned around and saw a large area separated by a bamboo forest. The bamboos haven't grown yet, and you can see that attics and corridors have been built." The scholar shook his head.
There was also a scholar beside him who said, "Should we sell it? Why did they print it?"
"I don't know what kind of books they printed, preferably the Four Books and Five Classics. Just after the war, It was only three years ago that I couldn't find the book.
I couldn't borrow it for a long time, so I had to take the time to copy it, and there were a lot of typos in copying it.
The annotations are the most difficult to copy. The number of words is several times, more than ten times, or even dozens of times that of the main text.”
The student who first asked took a step towards the door and was still five or six steps away. He stopped when he was far away, stretched his neck and looked inside.
Zhu Xiang heard this and pulled Hanhan to go in, but was stopped by the man who stretched his neck, "No, my dear, how can you break into the place where books are printed?"
Zhu Xiang turned his head , laughed, "Books are not for people to read. What can you see outside or ask? Hey people inside, what kind of books are they printing?"
The person in charge who was staring at others printing books had already noticed that there was someone at the door. , as soon as I heard a familiar voice, and looked again, I quickly ran over, "Returning to the proprietor, what is being printed at the moment is the university."
"Don't call the proprietor, call the shopkeeper, the word "东" can be used Just say whatever you want."
Zhu Ping corrected him. The King of Qin called him the proprietor, but the prince could call him whatever he wanted. Others could call him, but he couldn't.
After correcting him, he turned to the student who stopped him and said, "University, from the Four Books."
The other person ""
"My dear friend, you are "The student is not stupid. He knows the identity of the people around him. He runs a bookstore.
"Come on, everyone, come in and walk aside. There are books upstairs. See if you can take a fancy to them." Zhu Ping issued an invitation.
“Thank you, shopkeeper.”
“My shoes are wet, so it’s hard to go in.”
“Are the shopkeeper’s shoes dry? It’s snowing. Just come in."
"How many books has the shopkeeper printed?"
The scholars followed Zhu Xi and Hanhan into the door, rubbing their soles carefully on the straw mat at the door. .
For them, the place where books are printed is sacred, because some people cannot buy books or cannot afford books.
When everyone entered, they discovered that rows of people were printing books. God knows how many books could be printed in a day.
"Come upstairs with us. The newly printed paper downstairs needs to dry before it can be bound into a book." Zhu Xi pulled Hanhan up the stairs.
The twenty or so students who came in held their robes tightly for fear of touching anything..
After going up to the second floor, rows of bookshelves appeared in front of them. The bookshelves were close to each other and facing each other, about three steps apart.
There are stools nearby for people to sit and read, but there is no table. It is obvious that they are not going to let people write.
Zhu Xi introduced, “In addition to the Four Books and Five Classics, there are also some other classics. There are many printed books on the Four Books and Five Classics. Choose a book on the bookshelf and go to the stool next to you to see if you are satisfied.
If you want to read more, go downstairs through another exit or take the corridor on the second floor. There are places to sit and read casually, and there are also private rooms where you can pay to read.
This is called Danqing Books. After the library is opened to the public, it does not stop for twelve hours. You can come and go at any time. You can also sleep when you are tired.
If you want to take the book home to read, please register your address. Someone needs to guarantee it, agree on a return date, take the book back, and compensate for the damage. If there is no money to pay, copy the book in block letters."
"The people who sell box lunches in Danqing are also called Danqing, and they are the same Danqing." A student said. Respond quickly and think together.
"Well, I'm reading in the Danqing Library, and Danqing lunch boxes are delivered. I guess many people won't choose the three-liter, five-liter, and ten-liter options."
Zhu Chong admitted it. He stood behind and could not name the library of King Qin.
“It’s true that we lend it out for free and no one will buy it. How can we continue to open it if we don’t have money?”
Another scholar was actually worried that the library could not make money, fearing that the library would become obsolete. Now, there is no place to read.
Zhu Xi smiled brightly, "Jubiqi over there also sells paintings and sells beer. These businesses can't support a library."
He didn't It is said that the subsequent fee items will be enough to maintain the library's expenses and there will be no need for subsidies elsewhere.
For example, if the facilities in the single room are good, hardcover books are sold, Hongxiu is allowed to add incense, but Hongxiu is not allowed to sell incense, better pens, inks, paper and inkstones.
Here’s another recipe. Just order whatever you want, and the Danqing store will deliver it to you.
Poetry parties, cocktail parties, venue rental, and banquet arrangements can be held later.
Yes, buy the house behind it, buy it from this street to that street, and buy the house behind Luoyunzhai and Jubiqi horizontally.
Now the place will be bigger. Many students will read here, and the writing style will flourish.
More than twenty students didn’t know what the shopkeeper was thinking. They were surprised by the strength of the painting shop.
To be so rich, in front of Jubiqi’s store, people start buying things every morning. When there are many people, they queue up to the warehouse opposite.
"What a kind man! What's your name, the shopkeeper?" A scholar praised him and then asked about it.
"Yes, your surname is Zhu." Zhu Chong didn't say no.
"Zhu, Guihehehehehe" Zhu Wentian had to speak out. Silence for a long time was not enough, so he just found an opportunity.
"Zhu, are you?" The person who asked was excited and bent his legs downward.
“In Ningguo Mansion, Xuancheng County, and Xiaqiu Village, we basically all have the surname Zhu.The last name of the Holy One. "
It is impossible for Zhu Xi to reveal his identity and throw out Xiaqiu Village.
"Then when will it take me to come in and read?" Another student asked.
"It's better to have it today, the moon is full. "When Zhu Xi saw everyone's appearance, some seemed to be in a hurry and decided to let people in in advance.
So everyone thanked them first and then ran out to call their friends.
Among them were some of them. The young people came from outside, and it cost money to stay in the inn. Knowing that the hotel was closed at twelve o'clock, they thought of reading during the day and finding a place to sleep in at night, so they dealt with it.
When it was getting dark, there were 225 people studying here, not planning to leave.
A glass lamp was picked up and hung in the reading area to illuminate the students.
With incense-scented bedding, straw mats, and free boiled water and pickles, the students were so grateful that they wiped away tears and picked up steamed buns and pancakes. Eat next to it when you are hungry
Time passed, the snow stopped, the lights in other places gradually went out, the library was still bright, and a full moon slowly rose, reflecting the snow. The ground and light are white and warm.
Some people are reading in a low voice, and some people are tired of studying and rubbing their eyes, looking at the glazed lamp in a daze.
The sound of banging the bell is heard. Under the night, the sound of the recitation spreads far and far
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