But the reason why Fang Jun remembers the name Shangguan Yi is because of his granddaughter.
Fang Jun almost blurted out and asked: "How old is your granddaughter?"
Fortunately, I reacted in time and stopped my mouth. I just raised my hands and cupped my fists and said, "Look up for a long time, look up for a long time."
It's just that I can't help feeling depressed. This Shangguan Yi has a handsome face, a face like a crown jewel, and a tall and thin figure. He is handsome among handsome guys. He is even better than Li Ke! This Tang Dynasty is really weird. How can it be so good?
There are so many guys with amazing abilities and incredible looks who want to be officials?
And it makes life unpleasant...
But the words are true. He has been "admired" for a long time, and has been "admired" for more than a thousand years, but how does Shangguan Yi know? It is natural that Fang Jun is just saying polite words. How can he, a poor student who came to the capital to take the exam, deserve it?
How long have you admired "Fang Erlang, the man who controls the wind and rain"?
"How dare you, how dare you!" Shangguan Yi quickly returned the salute.
I was also suspicious in my heart. There were rumors that this person was arrogant and domineering, but he could be so polite to me even though I had never met him. It seemed that the rumors were false.
Fang Jun walked into the check-in room, followed by Shangguan Yi with a respectful look.
He has long admired this young man who has risen in recent years.
Shangguan Yi likes poetry and has a very high level of poetry writing. Therefore, Yang Rengong, the governor of Yangzhou, valued him and recommended him to the capital to participate in the Spring Festival of the Ministry of Rites. And this "unlearned and skillful" Fang Erlang, almost every poem has been circulated, Shangguan Yi
I will try my best to collect them, study them carefully, and be amazed.
To use a more vulgar description, it is that the feeling of admiration is like the endless flow of a river...
Revere him like a god.
The duty room was elegantly decorated, with flat square tiles on the floor and large bookshelves on the walls. The desk by the window was filled with account books and books. The pens and ink were put aside. Apparently, Shangguan Yi was here just before he came in.
Work.
Fang Jun strolled to the book desk, picked up an account book and flipped through it. There were names of books on it and the area where they were placed. It seemed to be a catalog index of the books and classics in the library. But compiling the catalog index in this way is not that efficient.
…
Fang Jun shook his head slightly and put the catalog aside.
Shangguan Yi, who was following behind with great respect, trembled when he saw this.
The Shangguan family can be regarded as a family of officials, but Shangguan Yi's father Shangguan Hong served as the deputy eunuch of Jiangdu Palace and was killed in the "Jiangdu Incident" in the 14th year of the Great cause. Shangguan Yi was spared because he hid in time. Afterwards, he was ordained as a monk.
, this disaster has just been avoided, and the family fortune will inevitably fall.
Yang Rengong, the governor of Yangzhou, recommended him to come to the capital to take the exam and gave him some money as a gift before leaving. However, for the unaccompanied Shangguan Yi, it was just a drop in the bucket.
Living in the capital is not easy.
I finally got this good job, which can not only make money for food and clothing, but also take the opportunity to get close to His Highness the Crown Prince. Do I have to throw it away?
It seems that Fang Erlang is very dissatisfied with his job...
Shangguan Yi was worried and resentful. There are more than 10,000 books in this library from all over the country. If they are not cataloged, how can they be found when they are needed? And these more than 10,000 books must be classified according to different categories.
The workload of compilation is simply astonishing, how can you deny it just by looking through it casually?
I couldn't help it, so I asked: "Is the editor dissatisfied with the catalog index compiled by a certain person?"
Fang Jun was surprised. He looked back at the handsome Shangguan guy who was holding his neck, and was a little speechless.
It seems that this man is not only highly knowledgeable, but also upright in nature, otherwise he would not be able to do it in the future. Li Zhi said that he wanted to depose the queen, so he foolishly drafted an edict, and then he was sold by Li Zhi, imprisoned and executed by Wu Meimei, and his property was confiscated.
…
After thinking about it, he said: "I praised your attitude. You can carry out such a large workload as soon as you can take office, which can be said to be your due diligence. But I doubt your efficiency. You can finish the work in three or two days."
, with your current efficiency, it will take at least a month to complete."
Shangguan Yi's handsome face turned red. He held back his anger and clasped his fists and said, "Shangguanyi has little talent and limited abilities. Please tell me how can I complete the compilation of the catalog index in three or two days?"
Fang Jun smiled and said nothing.
Countless time-travelers have used Pinyin to organize books in libraries, which has astonished everyone. Do you think I can’t?
But I just won’t tell you, and I’ll make you feel uncomfortable first. Who made you so handsome? Can you rely on your face to make a living?
Looking up at the environment in the duty room, Fang Jun walked to the desk, picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote a few lines on a piece of white paper, folded it, and handed it to Shangguan Yi.
"If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools. The environment here is too simple and not conducive to work. Brother Shangguan takes this note to a certain house, and someone will make arrangements for it."
Shangguan Yi held back his anger, took the note, turned around and went out.
Although he was dissatisfied with Fang Jun's accusation, he still admired Fang Jun's talent and learning. Otherwise, Shangguan Yi would strongly resist Fang Jun's practice of assigning domestic servants and boycotts!
Literati have character!
Shangguan Yi walked out, and Fang Jun walked around upstairs and downstairs. He was amazed when he looked at the densely packed yellowing ancient books. So many rare and unique books are the inheritance of Chinese civilization, but a few of them could escape the flames of war.
Are human-made disasters passed down to future generations?
I was frozen stiff at first, but after walking around a lot upstairs and downstairs, my muscles and bones became more active and I didn't feel cold anymore.
Half an hour later, Shangguan Yi returned, but the look on his face was quite strange.
Shangguan Yi is a gentleman, and a gentleman is particular about how he handles things. Although Fang Jun's note did not come in an envelope, he would not peek at it. When he arrived at Fang's residence, he handed the note to the doorman, and Shangguan Yi only found out about Fang Jun's note.
What is written on it.
A tea set made of purple sand, a large and gorgeous huanghuali chair, a seat cushion made of whole animal skin, a delicate and shiny brass hand stove, a round iron stove that was still warm, and a dozen round lumps of coal full of holes...
…
Shangguan Yi sighed secretly, he is indeed a dandy, is he here to enjoy the blessings?
Naturally, it was impossible for the servants of Fang Mansion to enter and leave the East Palace at will. These things were taken over by the servants of the East Palace and transported to the library from the corner door in the backyard of the East Palace. Fang Jun placed the dozens of pieces of briquettes under the big tree in front of the building.
Fang Jun was a popular figure in front of the prince, so the servants naturally tried their best to serve him. They arranged the things brought by Fang Jun in the duty room before leaving.
Fang Jun placed the stove in the center of the duty room, opened the stove cover, and found several pieces of briquettes stacked together in the furnace. Use a stove hook to turn the top piece of briquettes slightly. The holes in the briquettes are connected to the holes in the lower piece, allowing air to flow.
A small flame burst out.
This thing was made by directing the blacksmiths in the village when I had nothing to do a few days ago. It is no more difficult than hot pot, and Fang Jun naturally cannot sell it for money. As for briquettes, there are coal mines all over Guanzhong. You only need to mix the coal with water and loess.
Just mix in proportion and let dry.
This stove happens to be used in a place like a library where open flames are strictly prohibited. The library is well sealed and the probability of carbon monoxide poisoning is greatly increased, but it is almost impossible to cause a fire.
A warmth rose in the check-in room.
Fang Jun took out the kettle and handed it to Shangguan Yi, asking him to get water to boil.
Shangguan Yi looked confused, but there were only two people in this place, so he would naturally do all the work. The future Prime Minister of the Empire reluctantly went to fill a pot of water in the water tank behind the duty room, and put it on the stove when he came back.
superior.
Then I stared blankly at the extra things in the check-in room...
I finally got to see the playboy style, which has not yet spread to the Jiangnan Taishi Chair. The wood is brightly colored and has beautiful patterns. It is definitely the best huanghuali, and the animal skin padding the chair is actually a whole bear skin...
…
Each piece is exquisite and gorgeous, and valuable.
But what warms Shangguan Yi the most is that almost all the objects are in duplicate. In other words, although this Fang Erlang is a dandy and not too unreasonable, he treats Shangguan Yi very well.
Everything was brought with him...
This made Shangguan Yi confused. It seemed that he had just lost his temper and was a little narrow-minded. Others didn't take it seriously at all.
After a while, the kettle on the stove began to spit out white steam.
Fang Jun took out a tea set, swept aside the books and classics on the desk, placed the tea tray, and quietly washed the tea set with boiling water. Then he used a teaspoon to take out some tea leaves from a rain-cleared celadon jar, put it into the teapot, and poured it into the teapot.
boiling water.
Washing tea, making tea, and dividing tea, you are focused and peaceful, as if you are enjoying this tedious process, and you seem to be pursuing some kind of philosophy in it...