Ji Tang

Chapter 714 Ji Song’s Obsession

"This is what I have achieved over the years, how about it? It's shocking!"

Li Chengqian said proudly to Ji Song.

Looking at the dazzling huge bookshelves, Ji Song felt like he was walking into a future university library!

Picking up a paper book that still smelled of ink, he opened it and read it.

The beautiful handwriting and neat layout are a pleasure to look at!
These are manuscripts, the most original versions, and must be sealed.

Putting down the books, Ji Song wandered among the bookshelves. These are the treasures of China, the hard work and inheritance of our ancestors.

Thinking of the loss of "Yongle Dadian" in later generations, it is painful in the hearts of the Chinese people!
"Chengqian, do you know?"

He pointed at these books and said solemnly: "As long as these books can be passed down forever, you will be respected by the world even if you don't become the emperor!"

"It is not an exaggeration to say that life and death are intermittent, and that we can build on the past and build on the future."

"There are so many things that our ancestors have lost. The wooden bird that could fly in the sky for three days and three nights in the Pre-Qin Dynasty; the six-legged seeder from the Western Han Dynasty; they are all the crystallization of the wisdom of our ancestors."

"Some things have completely disappeared from history, and this is our loss. What you do now is to preserve the things that have not disappeared."

"You deserve everyone's respect and admiration, and your name will go down in history and be immortal forever!"

"Your Majesty's martial arts skills are rare throughout the ages, and your chances of surpassing him are slim. But you can still see the light of day in terms of martial arts."

Li Chengqian was a little embarrassed by Ji Song's remarks. If others said it, he would just smile, but as a best friend, such compliments are rare.

"Isn't that true? Isn't it just compiling a basic book?"

Looking at Li Chengqian who was quick to praise me, Ji Song ignored him and walked forward.

Li Chengqian was furious for a while and said dissatisfiedly: "Praise me more and you will die!"

Then someone laughed and said, "However, it's really different to hear good things about me from your mouth!"

Ji Song rolled his eyes and thought: You are just cheap!

It was an eye-opener for Ji Song when he came to the place where he was repairing books.

How loud is the sound of thousands of people flipping through books at the same time?Anyway, Ji Song is experienced.

Coupled with the sounds of discussions, arguments, and even quarreling among themselves, it was simply degrading to politeness.

Ji Song watched with gusto and made comments from time to time.

"Okay, I didn't ask you to come here to watch the fun." Li Chengqian said dissatisfied.

The book is now halfway through compilation, but many problems have emerged.

Just talk about "The Analects of Confucius"!

From the pre-Qin Dynasty to the present, there are more than ten versions.The content inside is even more varied. Which one to choose is now giving him a headache.

It happened that Ji Song was quite free during this period, so he captured him.

Li Chengqian complained: "You came for me to do this job. Now that I have problems, you can't just ignore them."

"Okay, now it's my fault!"

Is this a replica of the dog biting Lu Dongbin?
"Look, the content of these books is said to be the most authentic original version, but now there are more than a dozen original versions. What do you want me to do?
You can't have several versions of the same book, right?Then it would be a mess. "

Ji Song did not answer his question, but said thoughtfully: "It's a pity that the first emperor had too few books burned back then!"

Li Chengqian was stunned for a moment, but then his eyes widened, he pointed at Ji Song and said in disbelief: "Are you going to do this?" Before he finished speaking, Touju shook his head like a rattle and said in horror: "No, no, this is absolutely not possible!"

He rolled his eyes and said angrily: "What are you thinking about? If we dare to imitate him, the Tang Dynasty will be in chaos."

Li Chengqian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. If he really dared to do that, he would definitely be drowned by the saliva of the world's literati, not to mention being killed.

As much as I supported him before, I hated him so much later. This is like digging someone's ancestral grave, the kind that won't stop until death.

Since ancient times, the disputes over academic orthodoxy have sometimes been more cruel than war. Sage Confucius would sometimes kill Shaozhengmao, let alone others?
"Who told you to imitate him? Why don't you imitate Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty? What are you thinking about?"

Li Chengqian finally understood and said, "You mean to choose one and then discard all the others?"

Ji Song was angry and slapped him in the face. Looking at the aggrieved Li Chengqian, he said helplessly: "Why do you always want to go to extremes? Can't you be flexible?"

He pointed to the books on the table and said: "There are more than ten versions here. Of course it is impossible to choose just one, otherwise the person you offended will be lost in the sea."

"In this way, you discuss with them and give them only two choices, either choose just one book, or compile a dozen books into one."

"After you finish talking about this, don't worry about it. Let them fight on their own. As for who wins or loses, it has nothing to do with you."

After hearing this, Li Chengqian suddenly slapped his thigh and said happily: "Come on, this way everyone will have some room to spare, and their whole will will not be denied."

"Let them fight for themselves. Anyway, the power of review is in my hands. As long as they are dismissed if they are inappropriate or controversial, they can't blame me."

Ji Song didn't say anything else. He just said it himself. Talking too much would be bad.

He simply didn't believe that Li Shimin didn't know about this, and he wanted to test the prince's decision-making ability.

A politician should not be afraid of not being as smart as his ministers, nor should he be afraid of being less capable.But you must be decisive, and there are countless examples of people who are constantly being messed up when they make decisions.

Sometimes even a wrong decision is better than no decision at all.

Cutting the knot with a quick knife cannot be delayed forever.

Knowing how to deal with it, Li Chengqian didn't care about Ji Song anymore and went about his own business.

Ji Song didn't care and just wandered around the Furong Garden by himself.

I don't know why, but he suddenly thought of Ji Qing and the others?

Seven years!

There is still no news at all. He has been sending people to wait at Dengzhou Port to inform him as soon as there is any news.

But seven years have passed and I don't know whether they are alive or dead. How can I feel relieved?
But it's almost done, and the boat built by Ji Lu and Liu Laoer is almost ready.

As long as you are ready, you have to do whatever you want this time.

Otherwise, he would feel uneasy!
However, some things should be prepared in advance. It happened that during this period, I deliberately downplayed my existence.He is rarely seen in the court anymore.

I am living in seclusion again, so it is a good time to prepare.

This time he was not going to take the people from Chang'an. Ji Lu and the others already had enough manpower, so there was no need to start a fight in Chang'an.

This matter must be kept secret. Once someone knows about it, it will be difficult for him to get out.

Looking at the eastern sky, he seemed to see Ji Qing and the others looking at him from a distance.

"Wait for me, sir. He will be here to pick you up soon."

Ji Song murmured.

(End of this chapter)