Chapter 6: The Secret Book of Dazen
"Hmm? It's getting late, I'm going back. Elder Tu should have a chat with Little Mister today. Little Mister should be a bookworm who can be trusted, and Elder Tu can have him organize the collection."
Concubine Yuan raised her head and looked at the sky, then suddenly stood up, and with a single leap, the person reached thirty paces away, and with a few leaps, she disappeared into the mountains and forests.
Yuan Fei surprisingly said to leave, without the slightest bit of procrastination, clean and sharp.
"Truly a Sword Fairy Chivalrous Lady." Hong Yi watched Consort Yuan's body movements, praising on his lips, but becoming more and more curious about this woman's mysterious identity.
"Sir, it's better to visit my collection of books." Tu Lao seemed to be looking for someone to show off his collection of books, after talking for two or three sentences, he immediately invited Hong Yi to visit his collection of books in the middle of a stone cave.
A stone cave on the south side of the valley, apparently where the foxes lived, the cave was big and wide, five or six hundred paces in circumference, and the height was five or six people high, after walking in, it seemed like a temple, and didn't feel constrained at all.
The stone wall of the cave has many small holes, small holes, lit with an oil lamp, the oil do not know what oil, with a fragrance, but no smoke. The light is also very bright, the fire is not shaking.
And all four sides of the cave are wooden bookshelves, bookshelves are placed in a volume of books, all kinds of, there are large books, there are small books, there are hand-copied books, there are stone printed books, there are woodcut books, paper is also a variety of, there are bamboo paper, sandalwood paper, silk books, parchment rolls, there are even DanShuTieZi!
Four walls, dozens of large bookshelves outside, four corners of the wall, but also stacked with countless paper has yellowed books. There were mutilated ancient books and scriptures.
This stone room full of books, conservatively estimated, was also full of as many as 100,000 books.
Such a large number of books, is known for book collection Marquis Wu Wen House "Luang Huan Book House" can not be compared. Hong Yi only in the small time, mother is still in the time, has been to the Marquis Wu Wen House "Luang Huan Book House", then surprised at the number of books inside, but later after the mother died, no longer qualified to go.
Hong Yi usually read, generally save up silver to buy, two is to borrow around, borrowed to copy.
But the good books, the bookstore in the middle of the book is not likely to have engraved, borrowing is also difficult to borrow. Now at first glance to see so many books, his face immediately showed a look as if walking into the treasure trove. He also forgot why a nest of foxes would have so many hidden books.
"Great Collection Sutra? The Avatamsaka Sutra? The Paschal Sutra? How come most of them are Buddhist scriptures?" Hong Yi walked to a large bookshelf, pulled out a book, flipped it open, it was a Buddhist scripture, woodcut printing, there was a long time ago seal on the back, the seal was "Great Zen Temple". Is an ancient book, sold to the bookstore can be worth a lot of money.
Flipped a few more books, the back of the book, also engraved with the "Great Zen Temple" seal.
"This is a book of the Great Zen Temple." Hong Yi said, "And these books, the scriptures, history, the scriptures, and so on and so on are all put together, there is no classification, I'm afraid that when reading is not good to find."
"This, the old man actually doesn't know much, and doesn't know much about book classification." A slight redness was seen on Tu Lao's fur, as if he was feeling a little embarrassed.
In fact, Hong Yi's words were quite light, in general, the collections of books of large bookish families were carefully categorized and well organized.
And the books inside this stone room are in a mess, just like a big tycoon, who got rich and wanted to decorate his house as a bookish house, and turned to spend money to buy many books and arrange them haphazardly.
"In fact, these books were brought out from inside the Great Zen Temple in Central State when it was annihilated and broken." Tu Lao sighed, "A large Great Zen Temple, with tens of thousands of monks, every fall, the monks who went to the countryside to collect rents, there were thousands of them. Floor after floor of the hall, running horses and lighting incense, long-lighting lamps day and night, the whole day and night is brightly lit. Unfortunately by the army attacked, brilliant temple, put to the torch, treasure was scraped empty. Hey, success and failure, rise and fall, is really dreamlike."
"Running horse point incense ....... It turns out that Tu Lao you guys migrated from the Great Zen Temple in Central State to the western mountains of Yujing City." Hong Yi finally understood where these foxes came from.
Zhongzhou Great Zen Temple, located in the center of the Da Qian Dynasty, is a thousand years old temple, flourishing to the extreme, many books inside the records of the grandeur of this temple, it is said that this temple, layer upon layer of halls, every morning, the little monk who gives incense to Buddha Bodhisattvas, have to ride a horse in order to be able to run over. That's why there is a running horse to light incense.
At the same time, this temple is also a holy place for martial arts, cultivation, and even wealth.
Buddhist temples do not have to pay taxes, and more property, incense is even more prosperous, thousands of years of accumulation, rich can rival the country.
Unfortunately, twenty years ago, because of the Great Zen Temple contacted the former dynasty veterans plotting rebellion, by the army seized, a thousand years of ancient temples went up in flames.
It is said that this temple's thousand years of accumulation, after the wealth was plundered, made the Daqian Dynasty's finances unprecedentedly solid.
These things are recorded inside the notes of many readers. Hong Yi did know it well.
"This group of foxes must be the fox clan living near the Great Zen Temple. After all, monks don't kill, so it's safe to live there, and you can learn a lot. But foxes are foxes after all, although they have spirituality, understand reasoning, and know how to cultivate, they are not as good as humans."
At this moment, Hong Yi had a clear understanding of the fox demon in his mind.
"I wonder if mister can sort out a classification for me? This sitting library is the treasure of my Pure Fox Clan, after those little foxes can read the words, they can come in and read, it is also considered as a bookish family, my Fox Clan, with this room of books, at least they will not be muddled all their lives, and be beasts that will only eat blood and fur."
