Zhu Ping'an had never known that Li Mo had come to check on him. After the sun came out, Zhu Ping'an put the Yongle Encyclopedia back to where it was, and then went downstairs with a cup of tea. When he met Old Li, who was cleaning the house, Zhu Ping'an realized that Li Mo had come to check on him today, and even looked upstairs at him.
A man of integrity has nothing to fear. If Li Mo comes to check on us, then let him do it.
After going downstairs, Zhu Pingan poured a cup of hot tea and placed it on the table, and then began to sort out the books on the first floor. While sorting, he would read through any that interested him, or put them in order according to Hongwu Zhengyun.
When Zhu Ping'an had organized a rack, Zhang Siwei came in with a box of top-quality Maojian tea and a small bag of cured mutton jerky.
"Although the tea distributed by our Hanlin Academy is not bad, it is old tea after all. This is this year's new tea. Don't say that we didn't think of you. Oh, by the way, this is the mutton jerky that Vincent asked someone to send. He said it was mutton from the Tartars. You and I will each have a bag. I tasted it and it tastes really good. It is a real delicacy with hot tea." After Zhang Siwei came in, he looked at the tea in Zhu Ping'an's teacup and shook his head. Then he shook the premium Maojian tea and cured mutton jerky in his hand towards Zhu Ping'an, and then placed them on the inside of Zhu Ping'an's desk.
"Then I won't be polite. Haha, I don't have anything to give you today. I'll come down to the river from my hometown some other day and bring you some local specialties." Zhu Ping'an said with a smile.
"Haha, Zihou is still right. I was just worrying about how to remind you." Zhang Siwei winked and smiled mischievously. After laughing, Zhang Siwei rolled up his sleeves and wanted to help Zhu Pingan tidy up the shelf.
"Ziwei, take a look at the two pages of paper on my desk first, it won't be too late for you to help me later." Zhu Ping'an pointed to the method of placing and sorting the classics in the Hanlin Academy's collection and the method of managing the collection that he had written on the desk, and asked Zhang Siwei to read it and then help him organize the classics according to the method.
"Oh?" Zhang Siwei was curious, so he walked to Zhu Ping'an's desk and took the several pages of paper that Zhu Ping'an had pressed under the paperweight.
At first, Zhang Siwei was not involved, but after reading for a while, he was deeply amazed by the arrangement and arrangement of classics and the management methods of the collection written by Zhu Ping'an. As smart as he was, he immediately saw the subtlety of this method and system.
Zhu Pingan flexibly incorporated the management methods and arrangement and sorting methods of modern libraries, which were hundreds of years ahead of those of the Ming Dynasty.
If the diagram placement and management method of Daming is compared to the old PHS or Nokia, then the management and sorting method written by Zhu Pingan is the ipone6sp1us. The upgrade is not a matter of one version or two versions, but a revolutionary change.
This epoch-making method of sorting and managing classics is like a wild imagination. But it is also easy to use. It is not just as simple as convincing Zhang Siwei, but it is so convincing that he rubbed it dozens of times, and every cell and every pore of his body and mind were convinced.
"Zihou, what a talent!" After Zhang Siwei finished reading the thin pages, he took a deep breath and praised it endlessly, his eyes sparkling as if they had been electrified.
"Huh?" Zhu Ping'an, who was flipping through the pages, was stunned when he heard this. He could not keep up with Zhang Siwei's pace at all.
"If the library is managed according to Zihou's method, then from now on, it is no exaggeration to say that the library can be managed effortlessly." Zhang Siwei's eyes were sharp and his words were full of praise. "The arrangement of the books is clear at a glance. It is as easy as taking something out of a bag to find the horse by following the map. The management is clear and well-organized. Even if there are tens of thousands of people, there will be no chaos. This set of rules is applicable everywhere."
Zhang Siwei praised the few thin pages written by Zhu Ping'an so highly that an ordinary person would blush if he heard what Zhang Siwei said.
However, Zhu Ping'an is obviously not an ordinary person.
"It feels great. You're flattering someone and I feel comfortable all over." Zhu Ping'an stretched and said with a cynical smile.
"Are you questioning my judgment?" Zhang Siwei shook his head and asked back.
"I'm obviously praising your ability to flatter." Zhu Ping'an laughed.
"Talk about it later. I'll be leaving." Zhang Siwei raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhu Pingan with confidence.
"Come on, it's my fault." Zhu Ping'an admitted his mistake decisively.
"Count?" Zhang Siwei raised his eyebrows again and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"You're kidding. That doesn't count. I was wrong in the first place." Zhu Ping'an backed down again without hesitation. He said it calmly, without any embarrassment at all, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
I am just saying something soft now, but someone will be working like a cow or a horse for me later. Zhu Pingan looked at Zhang Siwei and smiled brightly.
"Okay, you win." Zhang Siwei shook his head and rolled up his sleeves, looking at Zhu Ping'an and scolding with a smile, "Although he is young, he is a hero."
"What heroic demeanor?" Zhu Ping'an pursed his lips.
"I'd rather succeed than lose face!" Zhang Siwei said with a chuckle.
"Ziwei, you are wrong. This is not about being shameless, but being thick-skinned and cunning." Zhu Ping'an said calmly while sorting out the classics.
"Thick and black? What does thick and black mean?" It was the first time that Zhang Siwei heard the word thick and black. Although he did not understand its meaning, he felt that the combination of these two words was mysterious and he was very interested.
"You should tidy up a shelf first." Zhu Ping'an stretched out his hand lazily and pointed at a shelf next to him that had not been tidied yet, with a smile that asked for a beating on his lips.
"You're so cruel." Zhang Siwei gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves and started to organize the books according to the archiving and sorting method of classics written by Zhu Ping'an.
A young man like Zhang Siwei probably had never done heavy work. And because he wanted to hear Houhei's explanation as soon as possible, he started to tidy up. After tidying up all the things, Zhang Siwei held his waist and gasped for breath.
"You can tell me now." Zhang Siwei gasped.
"Since I learned to read, I have been amazed by the great names and rich achievements of the ancients. I wanted to find out why they achieved this, but I could not find the answer. I looked for the Six Classics and various histories, but I was at a loss. I looked for the various schools of thought, but I was at a loss. I thought that the ancients must have some secrets that were not passed on, but I am stupid by nature and cannot understand them. I have been searching for them for years, forgetting to sleep and eat. I happened to read the Records of the Three Kingdoms, and then I suddenly realized that the ancients who achieved great things were nothing more than thick-skinned and cunning people!"
Zhu Ping'an recited the preface to the theory of thick black by Mr. Li Zongwu, the master of thick black theory during the period of the People's Republic of China.
Of course, Zhu Ping'an took the most important sentence in Mr. Li's preface, "Those who accomplished great things in ancient times were nothing but thick-hearted and black-hearted!" and removed the words "appearance" and "heart" of "thick-hearted and black-hearted", deliberately hiding the core sentence, in order to instigate Zhang Siwei to sort out a few more frames, and then reveal the core to him.
Those who accomplished great things in the ancient times were nothing more than thick-skinned and cunning!
Zhu Ping'an exaggerated it very well, saying that he had checked the Six Classics and various schools of thought, and spent many years trying, but he still couldn't find the reason for the success of the ancients. It was when he was reading the Romance of the Three Kingdoms that he suddenly had an epiphany and realized that the reason for the success of the ancients was their thick-skinned nature.
It makes no difference!
What is thick black? You still haven’t told me yet!
Zhang Siwei glared at Zhu Ping'an, then consciously rolled up his sleeves and devoted himself to the task of sorting out classics again.
After a while, Zhang Siwei finished sorting out the things, panting again, and looked at Zhu Pingan and asked, "Can you tell me now?"
"In the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Liu Bei, Sun Quan and Cao Cao divided the world into three parts. Who were they? Liu Bei was thick, while Cao and Sun Quan were thick and dark."
Zhu Pingan put the books in his hand on the shelf in order, poured a cup of tea for Zhang Siwei, looked at Zhang Siwei and said meaningfully. (To be continued.)
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