The Xianyang Library was located in the most prosperous southern city.
The three-story pavilion occupied a vast area of more than thirty meters.
When Chi Songzi and Xiaoyao Zi arrived together, they were surprised to find many people from the Hundred Schools of Philosophy standing in front of the library.
"Masters Chi Songzi and Xiaoyao Zi, we meet again.”
The six-fingered black man, who was covered in a black robe, came to the front of the two of them. His voice was hoarse.
"Six-fingered Black Knight, I didn't expect you to come.”
From the side, a dignified woman walked out with a porcelain doll-like little girl beside her.
"Greetings, Master Nian Duan…"
"Greetings, Master Nian Duan."
Compared to Chi Songzi and Xiaoyao Zi, Nian Duan's position in everyone's hearts was undoubtedly above the two of them.
Along the way, everyone greeted Nian Duan to show their respect.
This wasn't surprising. Physicians were the most respected people in the world.
Not to mention the world-famous medical sage?
Who among the martial artists who roamed the pugilistic world wasn't injured?
Even though there were many rules for mind-healing, he was also very capable.
"Cough cough, Nian Duan, you're here too.”
Seeing Nian Duan, the Six-fingered Black Swordsman's tone was a little weak. However, his entire body was hidden under the black robe, so no one saw the change in his expression.
"Yes."
Nian Duan looked deeply at the Six-fingered Black Knight and patted the little girl's head.
"Rong 'er, these are all famous people with lofty ideals.”
"Doctor Duanmu Rong greets the masters.”
The little girl cupped her hands and bowed to Chi Songzi and the others with a serious expression. Her childish voice made people smile.
"Alright, alright, alright. Little Rong 'er, there's no need to be so polite.”
"Uncle will buy you some candy later.”
The Six-fingered Black Swordsman laughed heartily and patted Duanmu Rong's little head as he said happily.
"Congratulations, Master Nian Duan, for taking in an excellent disciple.”
Chi Songzi and Xiaoyao Zi chuckled and congratulated Nian Duan.
"It's just that I'm too lonely. With Rong 'er around, I feel much better.”Nian Duan said indifferently.
"Uh…"
Hearing this, the Six-fingered Black Man immediately fell silent.
Chi Songzi and the other man also laughed bitterly. They were two old bachelors, and there was nothing they could do about the grudge between Nian Duan and the Six-fingered Black Swordsman.
"Master, don't worry. Rong 'er will always be with you in the future.”
The little Duanmu Rong had a serious look on her face as she patted her chest and said, causing the surrounding people to chuckle.
After that, Fu Nian of the scholarly faction and Gongsun Wang of the famous family also arrived one by one. They stood together with Chi Songzi and the others and chatted merrily.
As more and more people gathered in front of the library, the door of the library opened with a creak, and a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes walked out.
"Everyone, please be quiet."
"I am Gongye Liang. Thanks to His Majesty's grace, I am the director of this library. Please do not make any noise after everyone enters.”
"If you have any questions, you can tell me.”
"Let's cut the crap. Everyone, please come in.”
After Gongye Liang finished speaking, he made way.
Seeing this, the people around them were not in a hurry and walked in in an orderly manner.
There was ample space in the library. After entering, he saw rows of wooden shelves that were as tall as a person.
On the shelf were piles of books that were bound together. Below the books, there were even signs that were thoughtfully hung as guides.
Confucianism, Taoism, Mohism, Legalism, novelists, physicians, miscellaneous schools…
Tao Te Ching, Zhuangzi, Liezi, Guan Zi, The Analects of Confucius, Spring and Autumn Annals…
Rows of brand new bookshelves and books filled with the fragrance of ink were placed in front of everyone.
"This is a book?"
A young scholar flipped open the Analects of Confucius in his hand. Looking at the light book and the clear and neat handwriting, he was so excited that his entire body trembled.
"It's actually so convenient. My family's Analects of Confucius has dozens of bamboo slips, but here, there's only a thin one.”
" Not only that, look at this book. There's actually Zhang Zi's annotation…"
"I have it here too. It's Shang Jun's annotation of the Qin method…"
"Ersan, come and see, there are Lianshan and Guicang's posthumous writings here…"
"Ghost Valley's Yin Written Charm Scripture, Taoist's Tao Te Ching…"
……
In just a moment, the entire library was filled with all kinds of noises.
The scholar who had received the book could no longer maintain the composure he had when he entered. He was extremely excited as he discussed with the people around him.
"Yellow Emperor Internal Cultivation Technique, Plain Questions Chapter, Spiritual Pivot Scripture.”
Nian Duan looked at the books in his hands with great care, wishing he could take all of them away.
It was too convenient.
Compared to those cumbersome and complicated bamboo slips, these books were simply too convenient.
On the other side, the six-fingered black man was flipping through Mo Zi in his hand. His entire body was like a statue, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"Revisiting the old and learning the new, you can be my teacher…"
"Isn't it a pleasure to have friends from afar…"
"I reflect on myself three times a day. Do you not trust your friends? Are you familiar with it?"
"These small punctuations are very exquisite.”
The dignified looking Sect Leader Fu Nian carefully flipped through the Analects of Confucius in his hands and praised in his heart.
When he thought of this, he found Gongye Liang who was standing at the side and asked politely,
"Mister Gongye, may I know who created these symbols? What do they mean?”
"Oh, these punctuations were created by His Majesty.”
"His Majesty once said that the lack of punctuations in these articles makes it easy for people to misinterpret the essence of the articles, which is inconsistent with the original intention of the author.”
"Thus, there are these punctuations.”
" As for the meaning, it's very simple. This is a commas, which means…"
For Gongye Liang to be able to become the director of the library, he had naturally done his homework on everything inside.
Otherwise, even if he was recommended by Gongye Xuan, he wouldn't be able to pass Ying Zheng's test.
Therefore, when faced with Fu Nian's question, he calmly explained the meaning of the punctuations.
"Wonderful."
Fu Nian's eyes became brighter and brighter. When he heard the last part, he couldn't help but shout and cheer.
"Comma, full stop, exclamation mark, question mark, ellipsis…"
"The King of Qin is a great talent. With this exclamation mark, there will no longer be a matter of an article being divided into multiple factions.”
Fu Nian was talking about the scholarly faction itself.
Before the appearance of punctuations, all books were not separated. Without the division of sentences, a phenomenon would occur.
A thousand readers would have a thousand Confucius.
This was not a joke.
Anyway, Confucius was no longer around. Everyone had their own understanding of the article.
No one could convince anyone.
Thus, the theory of multiple schools was born.
For example, after Confucius, there were eight schools of thought.
Zi Zhang's Confucianism, Zi Si's Confucianism, Meng's Confucianism, Qi Diao's Confucianism, Zhong Liang's Confucianism, Sun's Confucianism, Yue Zheng's Confucianism, etc.
Eight sects, no one could convince the other, so they would fight.
Whoever had the last laugh would be the orthodox.
Fu Nian had a headache over this matter.
Now that he had the punctuations, everything was much more convenient.
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