The library in Cai Yong's Mansion is a separate two-story brick and wood structure building. Strictly speaking, it should be two and a half stories. In order to prevent the books from being too close to the ground and causing moisture and mildew, it was specially raised by about one meter.
It looks like, and then the floor slabs are covered with lime to prevent insects and ants, which shows how much they care for the books.
In front of the library is a short gallery. There is a small pavilion on one side of the gallery. Cai Yan is holding a volume of letters and reading in the pavilion. When he sees Cai Yong coming with Fei Qian, he stands happily
Get up and bow slightly.
Cai Yong stopped and said to Fei Qian: "My legs and feet are inconvenient to climb the stairs, so I'll let you, senior sister, do it for me..." Then he told Cai Yan and asked Cai Yan to take Fei Qian up to the library to have a look, and then go on his own.
We arrived and sat down in the small pavilion.
Cai Yan's eyes turned around, a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said: "Junior brother, is this your first time visiting my library?" Cai Yan's tone of voice was very casual, and there was no sense of strict restraint at all.
It's more like a relaxed atmosphere between friends.
"Yes," Fei Qian looked up at the tall library, feeling admiration in his heart. "Such a big library is really the dream of all scholars in the world..."
Cai Yan held the slips in his arms and led the way while saying slowly: "I used to store them in the room, but then more and more books of all kinds became available, and in the end they couldn't fit them all. Moreover, because of the inconvenient ventilation, it was easy to attract insects and ants.
We really couldn’t take care of it, so we just built this building.”
Cai Yan gently pushed open the ajar door, like opening a scroll of letters, then stood by the door and made a gesture of invitation...
"Sister, please come first!"
Cai Yan pursed his lips and smiled, no longer polite, and walked into the library openly.
Fei Qian followed Cai Yan and entered the library. When he looked up, he couldn't help but take a breath...
This scale is amazing!
You must know that this is the Han Dynasty, and all the letters are written one by one, one stroke at a time. It is completely different from the situation in later generations where thousands of copies are produced as soon as the printing machine is started.
In the Han Dynasty, a book was worth thousands of gold, but Cai Yong actually had so many tablets and books in his library. If calculated based on the market price, he would be an extremely rich man...
However, Fei Qian only dared to think about it in his mind. If he dared to say it out, not to mention that the letter Cai Yan held in his arms would bloom on his head, and maybe Cai Yong would directly push it out of the door...
In the Han Dynasty, knowledge was extremely respected.
Cai Yan was extremely familiar with the bookshelves in the library. As he walked forward, he introduced: "Most of this floor is about mathematics, poetry and poetry, and the six arts are all placed upstairs. As for square skills and military books, they are all placed upstairs."
What..."
As Cai Yan spoke, he turned lightly among the bookshelves, walked to a bookshelf, put the letters in his arms on the bookshelf, and then said: "... Fang Ji, military books basically belong to each family's collection and are difficult to collect.
, so..."
Fei Qian did a rough count and found that there were about fifty or sixty bookshelves on this floor used to store books. Each bookshelf had four floors, and each floor contained more or less various kinds of letters and books.
Weft knitting of various colors and lengths is dotted on the mostly blue and black letters, like a beautiful and beautiful abstract oil painting...
The Cai family's method of classifying books is based on the official classification method. Because from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States to the Qin Dynasty, there were constant wars, and there was no condition for large-scale sorting and classification of books. Until the Han Dynasty, the entire
After the society gradually settled down, Liu Xiang, Liu Xin and his son successively presided over it, and the books compiled at that time were divided into six categories: Six Arts, Zhuzi, Military Books, Mathematics, Fang Techniques, and Poems, plus a summary of the nature of the collection.
, the general title is "Seven Strategies", which is also the earliest way to classify books.
The book of military strategists has always been the secret biography of each family and is never easily revealed to others. Fang skills are the foundation of medical families and are not easily passed on to others. Moreover, Cai Yong's own research focuses on classics and history, so he has not collected them.
When it comes to Fang Techniques and Military Art, it makes sense...
But even so, such a huge number of books is quite astonishing. Fei Qian made a rough estimate and found that there are more than 5,000 tablets and books on this floor alone, so the number of books on two floors is tens of thousands...
Some small-scale libraries in later generations were nothing more than this.
Fei Qian clicked his tongue in surprise and took a volume of letters from the bookshelf beside him. He opened it and saw that it read "...the western capital of the Han Dynasty is located in Yongzhou, which is actually called Chang'an. According to Hangu on the left, two
The resistance of Xiao represents Taihua, the mountain of Zhongnan..."
This was such a coincidence. Now that the capital was to be moved to Chang'an, I picked up a scroll and it turned out to be Ban Gu's Liangdu Fu. Fei Qian really didn't know whether to cry or laugh...
Seeing Fei Qian close the slip and put it back on the bookshelf, Cai Yan smiled and turned around to lead the way.
After moving to a bookshelf, Cai Yan stopped and Wen Yan reminded: "The stairs are steep, junior brother, please be careful."
It turns out that in order to make more room for bookshelves in the library, the stairs built in the library are not as elaborate as ordinary balconies. They are just a simple wooden ladder that goes straight up and down. It is also narrow and steep and not easy to walk, like
For someone like Cai Yong, who is older and has poor legs and feet, it is not easy to get up and down.
When Da Fei sneaked up to the second floor, he saw that the bookshelves upstairs were not filled with letters like on the first floor. Some bookshelves were even empty. I didn't expect Cai Yong to send so many books...
Cai Yan walked to an empty bookshelf and gently stroked it with his hand. He looked a little lonely on his face and said slowly: "...Originally, these bookshelves were also full...Now...they are all living outside."
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Sunlight shines in through the window lintel on the second floor, passes through several empty bookshelves, and falls mottledly on Cai Yan, seeming to soothe Cai Yan's sadness...
Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Fei Qian suddenly felt a little dazed, as if he had returned to the library where he went to college in later generations. The situation at that time really seemed to be...
Cai Yan raised his hand to tuck the hanging strand of black hair behind his ear, smiled slightly, and said: "After reading for so long, junior brother, have you decided what books to borrow? You can borrow up to three books at a time. Please note that reading is not allowed.
Greedy..."
"Borrow books..." Fei Qian couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Senior sister, this time... I don't want to borrow books, but... I want to move books... and move them all..."
"Ah?!" Cai Yan's eyes suddenly widened, and a ridiculous idea suddenly came to his mind. This junior brother must not be a robber pretending to be...
The author feels that this chapter shouldn't have any jokes... I'll work hard these days and try to code out more...
