The rise of the poor

Chapter 434 Although he is young, he is full of heroes

Zhu Pingan never knew about Li Mo's investigation. After the sun was shining, Zhu Pingan put the Yongle Grand Ceremony back to its original place, and then went downstairs with a teacup.When I ran into Lao Li who was doing the cleaning downstairs, Zhu Pingan knew that Li Mo had come to check the post today, and he even went upstairs to check on himself.

The body is not afraid of the shadow slanting, let Li Mo check the post, let him check it.

After going downstairs, Zhu Pingan poured a cup of hot tea and put it on the table, then began to organize the classics on the first floor.Organize while reading the book, if you are interested, you can read it, otherwise, put it according to Hongwu Zhengyun and so on.

When Zhu Ping'an tidied up a bookshelf, Zhang Siwei came in with a box of high-quality Maojian and a small cloth bag of cured mutton.

"Although the tea from our Hanlin Academy is not bad, it is old tea after all. This is the new tea of ​​this year. Don't say that my brothers didn't think about you. Oh, by the way, this is the dried mutton sent by Wen Sheng. It is said to be the mutton from the Tartar side, you and I each have a bag, I tasted it and it tastes really good, just with hot tea, it is really delicious in the world." After Zhang Siwei came in, he looked at the tea soup in Zhu Ping'an's teacup and shook it Shaking his head, he shook the premium Maojian and dried mutton in his hand towards Zhu Ping'an, and then placed them on the inside of Zhu Ping'an's table.

"Then I won't be polite, hehe, I don't have anything to give you today, and I will bring you some specialties from my family when I come back from my hometown." Zhu Pingan said with a smile.

"Hehe, I'm still honest. I was worried about how to remind you." Zhang Siwei winked and smiled narrowly. After laughing, Zhang Siwei rolled up his sleeves and wanted to help Zhu Pingan tidy up the bookshelves together. .

"Ziwei, let's take a look at the two pages of paper on my desk first, and it won't be too late to help me." Zhu Pingan pointed to the method of arranging and sorting the classics and the management method of the Cangshu Pavilion of the Hanlin Academy on the table, which made Zhang Siwei After reading it, help yourself organize the classics according to the method.

"Oh?" Zhang Siwei was curious, so he walked to Zhu Ping'an's desk and took several pages of paper that Zhu Ping'an had pressed under the paperweight.

Zhang Siwei didn't take it seriously at first, but after reading it for a while, Zhang Siwei was deeply amazed by Zhu Pingan's arrangement of classics and the management method of Zangshu Pavilion. He was as smart as he could see right away The ingenuity of this system of methods has been revealed.

Zhu Pingan flexibly integrated the management methods of modern libraries hundreds of years ahead of the Ming Dynasty and the methods of arranging and sorting books.
If you compare Daming’s book placement and management methods to old-fashioned PHS or Nokia, then the management method and sorting method written by Zhu Ping’an is ipone6sPlus. The upgrade is not a problem of two versions of one version, but a world-shaking one. The change.

This epoch-making method of sorting classics and managing books and libraries is like a powerful and unconstrained style, but it is easy to come by. It is not just as simple as being convinced by Zhang Siwei, but also rubbed dozens of times after being convinced by the five bodies. Every cell and every pore of the whole body cast down.

"Zihou, great talent!" After reading the thin pages, Zhang Siwei took a deep breath and was filled with admiration, his eyes were sparkling like electricity.

"Huh?" Zhu Pingan, who was flipping through the book, was stunned when he heard the words, and couldn't keep up with Zhang Siwei's rhythm at all.

"If Zangshu Pavilion is governed according to Zihou's method, then from now on, it is no exaggeration to say that Zangshu Pavilion can be governed vertically." Zhang Siwei's eyes were like a torch, and he praised from the bottom of his heart, "The arrangement of classics is clear at a glance. Finding out what is right by the map is like picking something out of a bag; the management is clear and well-organized, and although there are thousands of people, there is no chaos, and this set of rules applies everywhere."

Zhang Siwei admired the few thin pages written by Zhu Pingan so much that if he was an ordinary person, he would blush at what Zhang Siwei said.

However, Zhu Ping'an is obviously not an ordinary person.

"It's so cool, you flatterer feels good all over." Zhu Pingan stretched his waist and said with a cynical smile.

"Are you questioning my vision?" Zhang Siwei shook his head and asked back.

"I'm obviously admiring your ability to flatter." Zhu Pingan laughed.

"Besides, I'm leaving." Zhang Siwei raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhu Pingan with confidence.

"Come on, I was wrong." Zhu Pingan admitted decisively.

"Forget it?" Zhang Siwei raised his eyebrows again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm just kidding, it's not worth it, I was wrong in the first place." Zhu Pingan persuaded again without hesitation, speaking calmly, without any embarrassment at all, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

I'm just talking softly now, but later on, someone will be a cow and a horse for me to drive.Zhu Pingan looked at Zhang Siwei with a bright smile on his face.

"Okay, you won." Zhang Siwei shook his head and rolled up his sleeves, looked at Zhu Ping'an and cursed with a smile, "Although he is young, he looks like a hero."

"What heroic posture?" Zhu Pingan pursed his lips.

"Better success than shameless!" Zhang Siwei giggled as he spoke.

"Ziwei is poor. This is not shameless, but thick and black." Zhu Pingan looked calm, and sorted out the classics while talking.

"Thick black? What is thick black?" Zhang Siwei heard the word thick black for the first time. Although he didn't understand its meaning, he faintly felt that the combination of these two words was infinitely mysterious, and he was very interested.

"You sort out a bookshelf first." Zhu Pingan stretched out his hand lazily, ordered a bookshelf that had not been sorted by his side, and a smile of his mouth.

"Forget it." Zhang Siwei gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, and organized the bookshelves according to the filing and sorting method of classics written by Zhu Pingan.

A young man like Zhang Siwei had probably never done heavy work, and because he wanted to hear Hou Hei's explanation quickly, he quickly tidied it up. When this bookshelf was tidied up, Zhang Siwei gasped for breath while holding his back.

"You can say it." Zhang Siwei gasped.

"Since I was reading and literacy, I have seen the old people who enjoy the big name and pretend to be thick, and my heart is different. If I want to find out the reason for this, I can't find it: I am at a loss for the six classics and the history; I am at a loss for the various schools of thought. I am at a loss; I think that the ancients must have secrets that cannot be passed on, but we are naturally stupid, and I can’t understand my ears. I searched and searched, and I forgot to sleep and eat. It’s been a year. Occasionally read the annals of the Three Kingdoms, and suddenly realized: the ancients have become great events It’s nothing more than thick and black!”

Zhu Pingan recited the preface of "Thick Black Studies" written by the head of the Houhei School, Mr. Li Zongwu during the Republic of China.

Of course, Zhu Pingan took the most critical point in Mr. Li's preface, that is, "Those who have made great achievements in ancient times are not only thick-hearted and black-hearted!" The words "" and "heart" intentionally hide the core sentence, in order to instigate Zhang Siwei to organize a few more bookshelves, and then reveal the core to him.

Those who have made great achievements in ancient times are nothing more than thick and black!

Zhu Pingan played it well, saying that he had studied the Six Classics and hundreds of schools of thought. After years of hard work and hard work, he could not find the reason for the success of the ancients. When he read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, he suddenly became enlightened. It was discovered that the reason for the success of the ancients was thick black.

Of course they do!
What is thick black, you still didn't say it!
Zhang Siwei gave Zhu Pingan a hard look, and then consciously rolled up his sleeves and devoted himself to the great cause of sorting out the classics again.

After a while, Zhang Siwei finished tidying up, gasped again, looked at Zhu Ping'an and asked, "Can we talk this time?"

"In the annals of the Three Kingdoms, Liu Bei, Sun Quan, and Cao Cao divided the world into three parts. Where did they come from? Liu Bei is thick, Cao thief is black, and Sun Quan is both thick and dark."

After Zhu Pingan put the classics in his hand on the bookshelf in order, he poured a cup of tea for Zhang Siwei, and said meaningfully while watching Zhang Siwei.

(End of this chapter)