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The front yard is not big, but even this not too big space still gives people a feeling of being empty. I didn't see anyone along the way, and I didn't see any furnishings when I passed through the hall.
The only thing along the way is the flowers and plants planted on both sides of the road, as well as a table on the church.
These flowers and plants are well-preserved, and Kong Rong passes through the flower gardens, although there are still two other flowers in the winter.
In the time when most flowers are lost, it is always easier to make a picture of one or two flowers still blooming.
Kong Rong walked, inadvertently reaching out and trying to touch it, but was stopped by a voice.
“The master likes these flowers very much, don’t break it.”
The person who spoke was the little girl who led the way in front of him. He was not very old, holding a sword around his waist, and he would see the girl's sword.
I also wear a long gown on my body. It doesn't look like a daughter's house at all, but don't have a beautiful look.
"Oh." Kong Rong took back his hand, looked at the flowers and looked at the girl, Wen Sheng said.
"I am rude, the little girl is strange."
Speaking of looking at the house, the furnishings are simple, not even a single person, but there is a feeling of being pleasant.
Sure enough, is the place where the strange people live?
Put your hand on the book in your arms and patted it solemnly.
Although there are many twists and turns in the process, he must thank the gentleman today.
For a moment, I have a little more expectation, what would such a strange person look like?
Under the leadership of the little girl, Kong Rong passed through the front yard and finally stopped in front of a courtyard.
The little girl stopped and looked back at Kong Rong, as if she had something to say.
Kong Rong asked in confusion: "What is the little girl?"
"My master often carries a fight." The little girl stood at the door and said.
"After the gentleman goes in, can you not mention her appearance?"
Although the girl’s words were a little less, she could not be seen as malicious.
Kong Rong was a glimpse, and then revealed an understanding.
Probably there is nothing to hide, but.
The skin is gone, and he doesn't care much about it. What is the look of the gods?
"Thank you for reminding me, I remember, I will not mention it."
The little girl standing in front of the courtyard allowed her to open her body and let Kong Rong go inside.
The first thing I saw after entering the hospital was that I could not stand tall in the center.
Under the tree, a gentleman wearing a fight is playing with a piece of wood, and there are many piles around him. I can't see what the wood is.
The figure was a little thin, and he couldn't see his head with his head down, but Kong Rong recognized it as the one he saw before the school.
Seeing someone coming in, Gu Nan put down the wooden block in his hand and stood up from the table.
I looked at the person who had followed them all the way. It looked like a scribe, but she couldn't remember if she knew this person.
"I don't know this gentleman, is it for me?"
I don't know what the other party is doing here, Gu Nan still asked one.If she just found the wrong door, she can also point to the road. She still knows a little about the neighbors nearby.
However, since he is following all the way, he should not be looking for the wrong door.
I saw the scribe who stood opposite and saw her and stopped.
Still not Gu Nan reacted, the scribe reached out and patted his sleeves, ringing in front of him.
The look is solemn, and he bows his head down to the waist: "Kong Rong, Kong Wenju, today is the grace of thanking Mr.
It is often said that the book is full of business, and it is not bent.
But sometimes, it’s not a bad thing to bend down.
Gu Nan knows who this middle-aged student is, Kong Rong, but said that she is younger than she imagined, and thought it would be an old school.
"It turned out to be Mr. Kong." Although Gu Nan did not know how he found himself, he probably understood the situation.
"Hey, come on, burn the pot of tea."
"Mr. Kong, you don't have to be like this, please sit down." He said that he reached out to the table.
"There is no loss of courtesy." Kong Rong straightened up and smiled quite a bit.
"The ancestors have given back, and they should not lose. Now, thanks to the gentleman's gift, they can be completed. Kong Rong will not regret his life."
He understands that his talents are not enough, and it is difficult to write a book that can teach future generations.
Being able to be full of six classics is really enough for him to be lucky for a lifetime.
"I am also, given by others." Gu Nan paused when she spoke, and the music reminded her of some past events.
But for her, the past should be the last thing to remember, because she already has too many past events, if she has to recall it, I don't know how long it will take.
In the book box of light, there is something in the past. All she can do is not to think about it.
There is no bed at the table, Gu Nan is sitting on the floor.
"Some are simple, no one wants to laugh."
"Mr. Here, the text is here, how come the simple one?" Kong Rong smiled and sat down.
"It is fun to talk to Mr. Kong."
Gu Nan smiled a bit, this is an interesting statement, if she remembers correctly, next
The person who made such a statement wrote a room name, which would take hundreds of years.
Kong Rong looked at the people in front of him and remembered the lessons he heard outside the courtyard of Cao.
Although the other side has a fight, he has a feeling of meeting and confiding to see the night.
I feel that there are many words to say, the pains of unsuccessful years, the desires, the too much to say, so that I don’t know how to say it.
In the end, I just looked at Gu Nan with a burning gaze.
Gu Nan was watched for a long time, and did not see Kong Rong talking, and unnaturally moved his shoulder: "Mr. Kong, there is something to say and it is."
A smile in my heart, what is it like to stare at me?
"Yes, let the gentleman laugh." Kong Rong put his hand on the table and took a deep breath.
"When I went to Cao's office today, I passed the partial hospital. I also asked the gentleman not to blame. At that time, the gentleman was speaking, and I listened."
It turned out that Gu Nan was the beginning and end of the matter."In class, I heard Mr. said that he wanted to build a school that would allow the world to read. Kong Rong wanted to ask Mr.. Is this just a joke?"
After that, he looked at Gu Nan.
If Gu Nan said that he only laughed, he would not know how to behave himself. In this world, it is very painful to have a macro wish.
Need to be discouraged, determined, but almost impossible to achieve.
He also knows that this kind of thing may be life expectancy only, but he still can't help but imagine what the world would be like at that time.
There is no cold and lonely, no more no one to join, no more rituals collapse.
The gentleman is the teacher of virtue, the road is not left, and the night is not closed. With doctors as the teaching of knowledge, he is widely educated and has no teaching.
At that time, the world studied, and each person was assigned to a world. What would the world look like, it would be the most magnificent chapter in the history of the Qing Dynasty.
It is the imagination of the world, let him do his best.
He looked at Gu Nan vaguely, until he saw Gu Nan shook his head slightly: "How could it be a joke?"
Kong Rong's hand slowly gripped. He wanted to laugh at the sky at this time, but he only showed a blank smile.
He himself could not tell how complicated his mood was at this time, and he had to know himself, but he understood that there was no hope in this life.
"Kong Rong is also taking this as a wish."
There is a feeling of powerlessness in his voice.
"I listened to the gambling contract between the husband and the student. What do you think the man reads? I have counted it, day and night, I can copy a book on the 6th, I can copy five books in January, one year is Sixty, a hundred years is six thousand. It is enough for people in a country, but not enough for people in the world."
Kong Rong lowered his head and looked at the table: "Mr.'s bet is about to lose."
In fact, he does not want the number of people in front of him. He hopes that Tiangong will help each other and change out the thousands of books, but he also knows that this is impossible.
"How does Mr. Kong know that I am going to lose?"
Gu Nan suddenly said, this way, let Kong Rong stunned.
The corner of the mouth under the bucket was hooked up and several pieces of wood were picked up from the side.
"Mr. and see."
The wooden block was placed on the table, and Kong Rong saw the appearance of the wooden block. Each piece is a small square with a word on it.
Gu Nan arranged the wood into a row, and the single words made up a sentence.
There are thousands of rooms in Ang, and the world is full of happiness. The wind and rain do not move as mountains.
Hey, when I suddenly saw this house in front of me, I was alone in freezing and freezing.
"Mr. Kong said that if you use this method to print a book, can you get the millions of books?"
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The leaves under the tree are shaking and the light is mottled.
"This······" middle-aged literati stared at the wooden block, couldn't speak, put his hand on the wooden block, and his eyes gradually became cloudy.
If the wooden block is composed, it seems to say everything he wants to say.
His eyes are blurred. He seems to have seen a book mountain that is taller than the sky, a mountain that can fulfill his lifelong wish, wear a layer of clouds, and stand tall in the sky.
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