Rise From the Humble

Zhu Pingan never knew about Li Mo's inspection. After the sun shone brightly, Zhu Pingan put the Yongle Ceremony back to its original place and then went downstairs with the teacup in hand. When he met Lao Li who was cleaning the house downstairs, Zhu Ping'an learned that Li Mo had come to check on him today and even looked at himself upstairs.

If you are upright and are not afraid of slanting shadows, then let Li Mo check the post.

After going downstairs, Zhu Ping'an poured a cup of hot tea and put it on the table, and then began to sort out the classics on the first floor. I organize it while reading. If you are interested, you can read it. Otherwise, put it according to Hongwu Zhengyun and so on.

After Zhu Pingan organized a bookshelf, Zhang Siwei came in with a box of fine wool tips and a small bag of cured mutton jerky.

"Although the tea distributed by our Hanlin Academy is not bad, it is old tea after all. This is this year's new tea. Don't say that my brothers are not thinking about you. Oh, by the way, this is the dried mutton sent by Wen Sheng's entrustment. It's said to be mutton from the Tatars. You and I each have a bag. I tasted it and it tasted really good. With hot tea, it's really delicious." After Zhang Siwei came in, he looked at the tea soup in Zhu Ping'an's tea cup and shook it. He shook his head, then shook the fine wool and dried mutton in his hand towards Zhu Pingan, and then placed them on the inside of Zhu Pingan's table.

"Then I'm not polite. Haha, I have nothing to give you today. When I come back from my hometown down the river another day, I will bring you some specialties from home." Zhu Pingan said with a smile.

"Haha, let's go ahead. I was worried about how to remind you." Zhang Siwei winked and smiled narrowly. After laughing, Zhang Siwei rolled up his sleeves and wanted to help Zhu Ping'an organize the bookshelf. .

"Ziwei, please take a look at the two pages on my desk first. It won't be too late to help me later." Zhu Ping'an pointed to the arrangement and sorting method of the Hanlin Academy's library and the management method of the library he wrote on the table, and asked Zhang Siwei After reading it, we can help you organize the classics together according to the method.

"Oh?" Zhang Siwei was curious, so he walked to Zhu Pingan's desk and took in his hand the few pages of paper that Zhu Pingan had pressed under the paperweight.

Zhang Siwei didn't take it seriously at first, but after looking at it for a while, Zhang Siwei was deeply amazed by Zhu Ping'an's arrangement of the classics and the management method of the library. He was so smart that he could see it right away. Understand the subtleties of this method and system.

Zhu Pingan flexibly incorporated the management methods and book arrangement methods of modern libraries that were hundreds of years ahead of the Ming Dynasty.

If Ming Dynasty's book placement and management methods are compared to the old-fashioned PHS or Nokia, then the management method and sorting method written by Zhu Pingan is ipone6sPlus. The upgrade is not a problem of one version and two versions, but an earth-shaking change. The change.

This epoch-making method of sorting classics and managing the library is like a imaginative and unimaginable method, but it is easy to grasp. Zhang Siwei was not just impressed by it, but he was so impressed that he rubbed it dozens of times after falling to the ground. Every cell and every pore in his body was touched. Surrendered.

"Zi Hou, a great talent!" After Zhang Siwei read this few thin pages, he took a deep breath and was filled with admiration, his eyes sparkling like electricity.

"Huh?" Zhu Pingan, who was flipping through the book, was stunned when he heard this and couldn't keep up with Zhang Siwei's rhythm.

"If the Library Pavilion is managed according to Zi Hou's method, then from now on, it is no exaggeration to say that the Library Pavilion can be managed with an arch." Zhang Siwei's eyes were like a torch, and he praised from the bottom of his heart, "The arrangement of the classics can be seen clearly at a glance. Searching for things according to the map is like searching for something; the management is clear and well-organized, and there is no chaos even if there are thousands of people. This set of rules is applicable everywhere."

Zhang Siwei admired the few pages written by Zhu Ping'an so highly that any ordinary person would be made blush by what Zhang Siwei said.

However, Zhu Pingan is obviously not an ordinary person.

"It's great. You, a flatterer, feel so good all over." Zhu Pingan stretched and said with a cynical smile.

"Are you questioning my vision?" Zhang Siwei shook his head and asked.

"I'm obviously admiring your ability to flatter." Zhu Pingan laughed.

"Besides, I'm leaving." Zhang Siwei raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhu Pingan confidently.

"Come on, I was wrong." Zhu Pingan gave up decisively.

"Count it?" Zhang Siwei raised his eyebrows again, with a smile on his lips.

"I'm just kidding. I was wrong in the first place." Zhu Ping'an hesitated again without hesitation. He said it calmly, without any embarrassment at all, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

I'm just saying soft words now, but later on someone will be a bull or a horse for me to drive. Zhu Pingan looked at Zhang Siwei with a bright smile.

"Okay, you win." Zhang Siwei shook his head and rolled up his sleeves, looked at Zhu Ping'an and smiled and cursed, "Although he is young, he shows his majestic appearance."

"What kind of heroic posture?" Zhu Ping'an flattened his mouth.

"I'd rather succeed than be ashamed!" Zhang Siwei chuckled as he said this.

"Ziwei is bad. This is not shameless, but thick and black." Zhu Ping'an looked calm and sorted out the classics as he spoke.

"Thick black? What is thick black?" Zhang Siwei heard the word thick black for the first time. Although he didn't understand its meaning, he vaguely felt that the combination of these two words was very mysterious and he was very interested.

"You sort out a bookshelf first." Zhu Pingan stretched out his hand lazily, ordered a bookshelf that had not been sorted by him, and a smirk of his mouth.

"You're cruel." Zhang Siwei gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, and organized the bookshelf according to Zhu Ping'an's method of archiving and sorting classics.

A young man like Zhang Siwei had probably never done heavy work, and because he wanted to hear Hou Hei's explanation quickly, he quickly organized the bookshelf. After organizing this bookshelf, Zhang Siwei held his waist and panted.

"Let's talk about it." Zhang Siwei gasped.

"Ever since I learned how to read and write, I have been surprised to see people with great reputations in ancient times. If I want to find out the reason for this, I can't find it. If I ask for the history of the Six Classics, I will be at a loss; if I ask for the hundreds of schools of thought, I will be at a loss. I am at a loss; I think that the ancients must have secrets that are not told, especially because we are stupid by nature, and we are not capable of discerning our ears. I search endlessly, forgetting to sleep and eat, and have been like this for many years. I occasionally read the Chronicle of the Three Kingdoms, and suddenly I realized: great things have happened in ancient times. It’s nothing more than thick and dark!”

Zhu Ping'an recited the preface to "Houhei Xue" written by Mr. Li Zongwu, the leader of Houhei Xue during the Republic of China.

Of course, Zhu Ping'an removed the most critical line from Mr. Li's preface, that is, "Those who achieved great things in ancient times were just thick-faced and black-hearted!" " and "心", deliberately hiding the core sentence in order to instigate Zhang Siwei to organize a few more bookshelves and then reveal the core to him.

Those who achieved great things in ancient times were nothing but thick and dark!

Zhu Ping'an exaggerated it very well, saying that he had searched the Six Classics and hundreds of schools of thought. After years of hard work, he still couldn't find the reason for the success of the ancients. When he read the Chronicle of the Three Kingdoms, he suddenly had an enlightenment. I discovered that the reason for the success of the ancients was thick blackness.

However, there are no eggs!

What is thick black? You still didn’t say it!

Zhang Siwei glared hard at Zhu Pingan, then consciously rolled up his sleeves and once again devoted himself to the great cause of sorting out the classics.

After a while, Zhang Siwei finished sorting it out, breathed heavily again, looked at Zhu Pingan and asked: "Can we talk this time?"

"In the Chronicle of the Three Kingdoms, Liu Bei, Sun Quan, and Cao Cao divide the world into three parts. Where are they from? Liu Bei is thick, Cao is a thief, and Sun Quan is thick and dark."

After Zhu Pingan put the classics in his hands on the bookshelf in order, he poured a cup of tea for Zhang Siwei and looked at Zhang Siwei and said meaningfully.