Only the state officials were allowed to set fires, but the people were not allowed to light lamps.
This sentence could not be more appropriate for the bureaucrats in the feudal period. At night, there was a curfew in the city and government officials were on duty. However, the officials of the Hanlin Academy still went to their respective houses based on their feudal privileges. Those who were drunk were escorted by guards. Zhu
Ping An also returned to the Linhuai Marquis Mansion under the escort of the officers.
However, this time Zhu Pingan really drank too much, and could almost be described as drunk. Three young men from the Linhuai Marquis Mansion helped Zhu Pingan to the guest room.
"Stinky Toad"
Li Shu took the wet towel from Baozi's little maid and, as usual, carefully wiped Zhu Pingan's face while pouting her lips and complaining.
"Toads are beneficial insects. The teacher said you shouldn't eat them," Zhu Ping'an, who was drunk and unconscious, muttered.
"My uncle is so drunk, he still wants to eat it. I remember he loved to eat it when he was a child." After hearing this, the little maid Baozi couldn't help covering her mouth and giggled, and then she puffed up her bun face and looked curious.
He looked at his lady and asked, "But lady, can we eat toads too? Is it delicious?"
"I've never eaten clay-legged food, so how do I know?" Li Shu rolled her eyes, and then told the little maid Baozi, "Hua'er, go to the kitchen and ask them to make another bowl of hangover soup to save money.
He will talk nonsense again."
"Well, okay, young lady." The little maid Baozi left in a hurry.
Only Li Shu and the drunk Zhu Pingan were left in the room. When Li Shu waited for the footsteps of the little maid Baozi to disappear in the yard, she gathered her skirt and sat next to Zhu Pingan, stretched out her green-white fingers and gently
He gently placed it on Zhu Pingan's face.
The drunk Zhu Ping'an felt hot. When Li Shu put his hand on his face, he felt the coolness was very comfortable, so he unconsciously buried his face in Li Shu's hand and rubbed it from side to side.
The baby is scared to death.
Li Shu was startled at first, like a frightened little white rabbit, her pretty face suddenly turned red. Later, when she saw that Zhu Pingan's reaction was unconscious, she patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Zhu Pingan?"
Li Shu called out softly. Zhu Ping'an, who was lying on the bed, did not respond. Then Li Shu listened to the movement outside the window with her ears on her red face like a thief. After confirming that no one was there, she looked at him with a pair of big black eyes.
Zhu Ping'an. His face is full of weird energy.
"Zhu Pingan, do you like me?"
After a moment, Li Shu's low-pitched inquiry sounded in the room, full of arrogance.
Then, Li Shu stretched out her slender hand and placed it on the back of Zhu Pingan's head and chin. She supported Zhu Pingan's head and gently nodded twice in succession.
"Ouch, the smelly toad wants to eat swan meat, huh, let me think about it."
Then, Li Shu held her fragrant cheeks, with spring in her brows and eyes, looking at Zhu Ping'an lying on the bed, and enjoyed herself for a long time.
Until Baozi's little maid came with a bowl of hangover soup, she could still see the excitement on her face.
In the early morning, Zhu Ping'an was woken up by Baozi's little maid delivering breakfast. After waking up, he touched his head, and the uncomfortable feeling came over him. It was still dark outside, and there were several stars shining in the sky.
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"When is it now?"
After washing his face, Zhu Ping'an felt much better. Remembering the scene where he was scolded by Li Mo for coming in late yesterday, he couldn't help but ask the little maid Baozi.
"It's just past nine o'clock, it's still early." The little maid Baozi said while setting the meal, "Brother, come and eat quickly."
"It's time?" Zhu Ping'an was surprised. Then he quickly put on his clothes, took a piece of cake from the table and ran out.
"Uncle, aunt" Baozi's little maid was stunned for a second, then she raised her short legs and shouted after him.
Zhu Ping'an took the cake and ate it and went to the stable. When he got to the stable, the cake had been finished. He took out the black horse from the stable and walked out of the palace. After leaving Linhuai Marquis' mansion, he rode on it.
Get on your horse and head all the way towards the Hanlin Academy.
In ancient times, officials also needed to sign in. In the spring and winter seasons of the Ming Dynasty, the sign-in was at 6:00 in the morning, and in the autumn and summer, the sign-in was earlier than 5:30. Emperor Yuanzhang established a strict punishment system. If you are late for no reason or
If you are absent from work, you will not be punished by just deducting some wages like in modern times. In the Ming Dynasty, you will be punished with caning or imprisonment depending on the seriousness of the case.
Mao hour is equivalent to five o'clock. Normally, as the little girl Baozi said, it is enough time.
But, isn’t this Li Mo?
I wasn't late for work yesterday, but I wasn't bitten by Li Mo. If he didn't want to be embarrassed by Li Mo, Zhu Pingan felt that he had to arrive at least half an hour early, so Zhu Pingan was so anxious.
Shamat was unexpectedly cooperative, and he quickly rode his horse to the Yamen of the Hanlin Academy. When he arrived at the Yamen, Zhu Pingan handed over the black horse Shamat to the officer, who led him to the stable for feeding fodder and drinking water.
At this time, only a few people from the Hanlin Academy arrived. Zhu Pingan signed in in the hall, chatted with people for a few words, and then went to the Cangge where he worked.
When Lao Li from the Cangge came to clean the Hanlin Academy, Zhu Ping'an had already started sorting out the books on the first floor of the Cangge.
Looking at the vast and chaotic list of books on the first floor, and thinking of the experiences of the previous Hanlins in charge of the Tibetan Pavilion who were ravaged by Emperor Jiajing, Zhu Pingan decided to sort out the books of this Tibetan Pavilion, so as not to repeat their mistakes.
Same mistakes.
Standing on the first floor, Zhu Ping'an considered organizing the collection according to the modern collection method. However, after thinking that there was no pinyin or even Arabic numerals in ancient times, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his stomach. If it were arranged according to the modern arrangement, it would probably only have
You can find it yourself in minutes, but it will be difficult for others to find it.
In addition, modern Tibet is classified according to social science, natural science, philosophy, religion, etc. In ancient times, people did not understand what social science is and what natural sustainability is.
There must be tens of thousands of volumes of pictures on this floor, and there is not much order to arrange them. Rearranging them must be a very time-consuming and energy-consuming task.
Sure enough, it is not an easy task.
However, compared to others, Zhu Ping'an has one advantage that no one has. It comes from hundreds of years of experience accumulated by later generations. Although the method of sorting and placing modern collections cannot be copied exactly, it can also be used as a reference. In addition,
, sorting of Qing Dynasty pictures, etc. Zhu Ping'an has some experience in studying ancient Chinese literature before, and these can be used as references.
It cannot be arranged according to the categories of social sciences, natural sciences, etc., but ancient times also have the advantages of ancient times. Ancient times are not divided into natural sciences, social sciences, literature, art, religion, etc., but hundreds of ancient schools of thought can be divided into Jing, Shi, Zi, Ji, etc.
Side sects can also be divided into astronomy, geography, yin and yang, medical arithmetic, monks, crafts, etc.
The Ming Dynasty did not have Chinese pinyin and Arabic numerals, but it had a prosperous and powerful rhyme.
Of course, the most important thing is the management system of the modern library. This is the core and soul of the modern library. If it is not managed well after being sorted, it will become messy again. If the modern library management system is combined with the actual situation of the Ming Dynasty, it can be formulated
A Tibetan Pavilion management system in line with the Ming Dynasty should be quite effective.
After Zhu Ping'an thought about it, he went to his seat, picked up a pen and dipped in ink, and roughly listed the method of sorting the pictures. He thought about it while improving it, and in about half an hour he compiled a realistic and feasible method of sorting the pavilions. (To be continued.
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Come to the pavilion to watch it from the ground to the cloud】