It should be said that books were never ordinary things.
When a civilization was on the verge of complete collapse, what was the most important thing that was worth preserving? Naturally, it was knowledge and talents. Just like the situation in the movie 2012, talents, books, and species were the most valuable things to preserve. Therefore, books themselves were not ordinary.
Books were made up of words.
The invention of words laid the beginning of a group of civilizations. When a civilization ended, naturally, only a few words were left on the words. Just like the once prosperous Mayan civilization that disappeared, only some mysterious symbols were left around the pyramids.
One of Hua Xia's greatest inventions was Chinese characters. It was said that when Sage Cangjie created the characters, he said, "The sky rains millet, the night ghosts cry, and the dragon hides." This was the great magic contained in the characters!
Because of the characters, Cangjie was honored as the "Sage Who Created Characters". It could be seen that the characters themselves were also sacred. They were born with magic, but only a few people knew how to use them. Don't believe it? For people who were good at writing, the writings could make people moody, laugh and scold, and also make people feel great sorrow and laughter. Wasn't this the magic of the characters? Even an article could cause the world to change and the country to change. Wasn't this the magic of the characters?
However, these writings were just "small things". The real writings of the sages could be glorious and passed down through the ages. Anyone who read them at any time could gain something and understand something. For example, the Four Books and Five Classics such as Analects of Confucius, Mencius, Great Learning, and The Doctrine of the Mean. For example, the Four Books and Five Classics such as Laozi, Mozi, and the Spring and Autumn Annals of Lu, and the Twenty-Five Histories could all be regarded as the books of the sages.
These books could not only be passed down through the ages, but they could also be glorious. Anyone who read them could understand some principles of heaven and earth and human relationships, thereby educating and changing one's thinking and behavior. Educating and educating people invisibly. Wasn't this the magic of the characters and the merits of the sages?
The books of the sages that most people read were copies of the later generations, and some had even been tampered with by some people with ulterior motives. Therefore, these books always lacked the essence of the original version. Of course, this kind of thing was inevitable, even in the West. The supreme scripture of the Church of Light in the West, the "Holy Scripture of Light", had been modified several times. Some of the stories about the spokesperson of the Lord God had been specially "modified", but the Church of Light had never admitted it.
In short, the more sacred a book was, the harder it was to see the original manuscript. Qin Lang was lucky enough to see some of the manuscripts of the saints today.
However, Qin Lang was also a little puzzled. Why hadn't these things decayed after thousands of years? This was especially true for the bamboo books and sheepskin books. However, Qin Lang soon understood the reason behind it. It was not because of the material of the books themselves, nor was it because of the mysterious preservative added, but because of the power of the words themselves.
Not only could the works of the sages inject righteousness into them, making them invulnerable to evil, but it could also condense an invisible fate itself. This fate would become more and more condensed as the writings of the sages spread. Therefore, not only did these words not fade for thousands of years, but they also looked more and more fresh.
After reading these books, Qin Lang understood that the orthodoxy of Confucianism had not been completely annihilated. Just like the orthodoxy of the Poisons, although it was suppressed by the fate of the world, the orthodoxy's foundation was still there, and it would naturally flourish one day.
After lamenting for a while, Qin Lang remembered his purpose for coming here, so he hurriedly collected his thoughts and focused his attention on the books of the Sages. Although not all of the books here were original, even the transcribed manuscripts were personally written by great scholars who were close to the level of the Sages. Therefore, every book contained the will of the heavens and the way of the heavens.
Qin Lang knew that this was probably his only chance to read these books. Opportunities could only be encountered by luck. After all, he wasn't a disciple of the Confucian Sect. Today, Cai Yan had made an exception by allowing him to read these books. Naturally, there wouldn't be a next time.
Therefore, Qin Lang did not stand on ceremony. He quickly used his mental power to read these articles, and at the same time, completely memorized the handwriting of these sages' arms in his mind.
Qin Lang did not read many books because he was definitely not a person who liked to read. However, the writings of these sages made Qin Lang read tirelessly, even forgetting the time.
Even though Qin Lang's mental strength was extraordinary, it was already the dawn of the next day after he skimmed through these books. However, after reading all night, not only did Qin Lang not feel sleepy, but he also felt energetic. He knew that just reading these classics of the sages had strengthened the righteousness around him a lot.
However, Qin Lang knew that his opportunity had come to an end.
Therefore, although he was reluctant, Qin Lang still tactfully left the library.
Cai Yan had already woken up. Qin Lang asked, "Little friend, have you finished reading?"
"There are so many books and so many principles. How could I finish reading them in one night? However, although I couldn't finish reading these principles, I finally comprehended some of them. Thank you, old man. "Qin Lang bowed to Cai Yan respectfully.
"Since you comprehended your own principles, this opportunity was not in vain." Cai Yan nodded slightly and locked the door.
Qin Lang took out a small bottle of Heavenly Heart Pills and handed it to Cai Yan. "Take it as returning a favor."
"Heavenly Heart Pill!" Seeing the pill inside, Cai Yan's expression changed. "Little friend, this pill of yours can be considered to have accumulated merit for the Confucian Sect! Do you know how important this Heavenly Heart Pill is to the Confucian Sect? "
"Of course I do." Qin Lang nodded. "This is also one of the reasons why I came here. If the Confucian Sect has an orthodox disciple, its righteousness will soar to the sky. I hope that it can return a bright world and its people! "
"Little friend, your words are merit." Cai Yan couldn't help but let out a sigh. Then, the two talked as they walked back to the living room.
At this time, Cai Yan's son and daughter-in-law had also woken up and were eating.
When the daughter-in-law saw that Qin Lang and Cai Yan were talking very closely, she couldn't help but curiously say to her husband, "This is really strange! Your father doesn't have many friends. Occasionally, a few people come to visit, and they are all quite amazing people. Who is this kid to be able to make your father so happy? "
"What kid? He's father's guest." Cai Yan's son appeared very respectful. "Since you know that father's friends are all highly virtuous and wise people, then this young mister must not be an ordinary person!"
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