Chapter 302 [The place where immeasurable merits gather]
In another corner, the boy named "Qinggeer" was also staying there, holding a book and reciting aloud.
In Brother Qing's bun on top of his head, the silver hairpin given by Fang Chang is still shining brightly.
That was what Fang Changxing gave when he saw the little boy picking up gold. Fang Chang was also deeply impressed by Brother Qing's mother, Mrs. Qiao who was a little stubborn in refusing to accept the reward.
In another classroom, Fang Chang also met Xu Wuren, the son of Lao Xu, the owner of a mutton noodle stall in Huqiao Town.
Having not seen him for a long time, Wuren's stature has grown again, and the boy who was a little rich at the beginning has also become a little thinner.
The classroom is very new. It seems that it has been re-set up with the expansion of the number of staff.
At this time, the temperature is just right, and all the windows are raised high, just for better lighting. There are lecterns and desks inside, as well as wooden blackboards that have been inked according to Fang Chang's previous suggestion, and powder blocks made of chalk for writing.
Several young scholars are walking around the classroom with a ruler in their hands, answering the children's doubts from time to time, or correcting the next sentence.
There are a few big trees outside, and there are neat vegetable beds in the yard, and the inside is green, which is the result of the teachers and students working together. It is said that the several school fields within the outer city are also cultivated by teachers and students in turn.
In the words of the two Mr. Jian, agriculture is the foundation of the world. No matter what industry you are in, it is beneficial for you to know something about farming. Therefore, in the school, an agricultural department was specially set up to allow students to work in person to increase their understanding of agriculture.
Turning through several classrooms, Fang Chang was very satisfied.
Here is run by the two brothers Jian Zhengchu and Jian Zhengqing, and the business is booming, and there is indeed a new atmosphere.
This is enough.
Fang Chang released the state of "why meet each other before" on his body, and didn't say hello to anyone, turned around and went out the door.
He searched for the path according to his memory, and found the Xingqing Mansion Library.
I haven’t been to Xingqing Mansion for some time, the scene here has not changed much, all kinds of buildings are the same as before, only there are some traces of repairs. Even though the pace of life is much faster than that in the countryside, the people in the city still live a leisurely life, and the buildings in the city are not updated so fast.
Taking out Jian Zhengchu's bamboo card, Fang Chang walked into the library smoothly in a normal way.
Behind the low counter at the entrance, the person who manages the books is still the "equal value exchange" Lu Shaoyuan. The young man was growing fast. Compared to the last time we met, the boy was a few inches taller, and his clothes didn't fit him well.
It seems that in this position, he can read a lot conveniently. Lu Shaoyuan's temperament is more elegant. It is obvious that during this period of time, he has stuffed a lot of knowledge into his stomach.
Many people come and go.
Some came to borrow books, some were looking for a place to read and take notes, and some sat in a better position and copied books for the library to offset the borrowing fee.
In the library, there are not only scholars who come and go, but also ordinary literate people. They took out their vouchers a little cautiously, took the books and walked away quickly. Fang Chang also saw someone holding a book, randomly finding a flat place to sit down, then took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and then carefully opened the book, eagerly reading.
Xingqing Mansion Library was rebuilt from a warehouse, and the doors and windows were expanded by craftsmen, and the floor tiles were waterproofed. The lighting is very good. Inside the library, rows of mottled and dilapidated bookshelves that have gone through vicissitudes exude the fragrance of ink, which makes people feel peaceful.
Fang Chang walked up, tapped the counter lightly with his **** knuckles, then asked with a small smile in a voice that did not affect the people around him:
"Why don't you go to class?"
There were a few borrowing records piled up beside his hand, and Lu Shaoyuan, who was burying his head in the books in his hands, raised his head immediately when he heard the movement in front of him. Seeing that it was Fang Chang, he was obviously taken aback:
Fang Chang nodded as a greeting.
He took out a package of dried fruit from the Western Regions from the package, handed it to Lu Shaoyuan, and then repeated the question.
Lu Shaoyuan took it politely, and replied after thanking:
"We, the master's personal disciples, don't need to go to class, we just need to study according to the tasks given by the teacher."
Le Dong, the steward of the Xingqing Mansion Library who came to hear the news, also came over and said:
"Junior brother Lu is the closed disciple of the gentlemen, and he will no longer accept personal teaching from then on. He is talented and has a superb memory. In terms of knowledge, he has already surpassed many juniors who entered the door earlier than him, so he no longer has to go to class like children of the same age."
Pointing to the library where he was, Lu Shaoyuan smiled and said:
"Moreover, this is a good place to learn! There are so many classics, and I can read them at will on weekdays. Being able to work in this library is really the best job in the world. Sitting in a corner, but can look around the world, It’s almost a dream job for scholars of my generation.”
The collection of books in the library has increased a lot.
Seeing Fang Chang’s gaze, the manager, Le Dong, introduced with some pride:
"There are a lot of people around here who come here to borrow books every day. There are also some famous people who donate their books. For this purpose, the library has built a new room to store books. However, the bulk of the expansion of the library is the books that are hand-copied by readers."
"According to the rules of the library, those who can't pay the reading fee only need to use the pen, ink and paper provided by the library to neatly copy a few books for the library. After proofreading and confirming that they are qualified, the borrowing fee can be offset. There are even some families who are not short of money. Yes, and participate in it, and scholars take it as an elegant thing."
"Generally, three or five books will be kept in the library for everyone to borrow, and the excess will be sent to other places—many famous scholars in the prefecture and county have also followed the example of Xingqing Prefecture and opened A library, even if it benefits Sangzi, also shows that the local culture and education are good, and it is very face-saving when it is said."
"These newly-opened libraries are very eager to supplement books, especially the reproductions of rare and rare books. After receiving gifts from the library, they often return the gifts. Those who have books will return some books and produce pens, inks and paper. Those who have enough money will give back some consumables, and those who have sufficient funds will give back some money as a thank you ceremony."
"In addition, the library also contacted various places to use money to buy printed copies that are not in the library. The money you left last time, sir, was also used here."
Looking around, many readers are standing or sitting by the table or bookshelf, some are squatting on the ground, some are holding the books in their hands and reading eagerly, some are sitting at the table and memorizing, and some are just roughly reading. After selection, hold it in your hand and prepare to lend it out to enjoy. Fang Chang smiled and said:
"It's so good, so good."
"Come to the library today, one is to see what it has become, and the other is to sponsor some more."
After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to wrap the bag behind him, and took out all the things he had obtained in the Western Regions. Before Lu Shaoyuan and Ledong could react, he stuffed them into their hands, and then drifted away.
There was no purpose in donating money, but Chang Fang thought it was a good idea, so he did so.
The school of the two Mr. Jian is the future, and here is the present.
Under the great catastrophe, whether it is heard or seen in the world, most of them are declining and gradually becoming dilapidated. The best thing is to maintain a normal appearance.
Only in this Xingqing Mansion, the luck of the human race is booming, and there is also the momentum to drive the surrounding area.
It is really a place where immeasurable merits and virtues gather.
It's fine here.
Fang Chang thought, looked up at the warm autumn sun, then tightened his pack on his back, and prepared to find a car to leave Xingqing Fucheng and head west to Huaifeng Mansion.
(end of this chapter)