"Zhou Zhi, what kind of tape are you talking about? It sounds very good." Feng Xueshan asked from the other side of the aisle, "Can't you tell whose tape it is?"

"Zhou Qisheng, you may not have heard of this name. The song being played now is called "Asakusa Enchantress"." Zhou Zhi said: "I haven't asked you yet, have you finished watching "The Thorn Birds"?"

"It's so touching." Feng Xueshan said, "By the way, I also brought you Shuyi, Shuyi?"

"Ah? Eh!" Jiang Shuyi was still nervous.

"This book is for you." Feng Xueshan said, "The elbow gave it to me before. It's very beautiful. You will definitely like it."

"Ah? Then I can't have it." Jiang Shuyi shook her head, "I'll buy it again."

"I can't buy it. Many classmates want to buy it. I've searched all over the country and can't find it. I don't know where I got the elbow." Feng Xueshan said, "I have been reading this this semester. I have read it over and over so many times that I can almost memorize it.

Yes. This is the first time we have met, even if we borrow flowers to offer to Buddha."

Zhou Zhi used his eyes to stop Feng Xueshan, but Feng Xueshan insisted with her eyes.

Zhou Zhi had no choice but to take the book and hand it to Jiang Shuyi: "Xueshan said I would give it to you, so just accept it. This book is indeed good and suitable for you to read."

"Oh." Jiang Shuyi took the book and revealed her head from behind Zhou Zhi: "Xueshan, thank you."

Feng Xueshan smiled: "You're welcome, we will be friends from now on. My name is Feng Xueshan, and I am a junior high school classmate with Zhuzi. Has he mentioned me to you?"

"Ah?" Jiang Shuyi looked at Zhou Zhi secretly, not knowing how to answer.

"It seems not, let him tell you when he has time." Feng Xueshan smiled a little proudly, and gently poked Fang Wenyu behind her twice with her elbow, which meant that what you said was true, and the elbow was real this time.

Got stuck.

"Can I tell her now?" Zhou Zhi couldn't help but looked at Feng Xueshan's gossipy expression, and was afraid that Jiang Shuyi would misunderstand: "Shu Yi, Xueshan is my best friend. We went back together after school for three years in junior high school.

She is from home, and she often goes to the rooftop with her, just to see her handsome brother."

"What handsome brother?"

"Xueshan likes a handsome guy upstairs, but she doesn't dare to confess her love to him. It just so happens that the rooftop of my house can see the handsome guy's room, so Xueshan always likes to come to me and has to drag me along every time.

Let’s watch together.”

"Tch! You are still a man, and you speak as if you dare to confess your feelings!" Feng Xueshan expressed disdain.

"That's it..." The tension in Jiang Shuyi's heart suddenly eased: "Xueshan, thank you for sending me the book, but I don't have anything to give you. How about I give you my book too? Let's

exchange."

Zhou Zhi saw that the book was "Don Quixote" and said, "Forget it, Xueshan can't read this book. You are torturing her."

"Why can't I read it?" Feng Xueshan snatched the book over and looked at the cover: "Forget it, let alone the book, I can't even read the cartoon."

"Don Quixote" is a cartoon introduced by CCTV in the 1980s. Not to mention Feng Xueshan, even Zhou Zhi at the time could not watch it.

Zhou Zhi took the book and couldn't help but read a few pages: "This book is well turned, let me see who turned it."

When I saw the translation, I couldn't help but be surprised: "It's her?!"

"Who?" Jiang Shuyi had never paid attention to this translator: "Yang Jiang, do you know who he is?"

"A well-known Spanish expert, but her husband is even more powerful, Qian Zhongshu. Last year's TV series "Fortress Besieged" was based on his husband's original novel."

"So she is a woman? Her husband is a writer like you?"

This is crazy...

This time it was Zhou Zhi's turn to make a big blush: "Shu Yi, please don't say what you just said outside. It will make a big joke. I am not even worthy of carrying shoes for the second elder."

"Don't read in the car, my mother said it hurts your eyes." Jiang Shuyi put away "Fortress Besieged" and "The Thorn Birds": "Then tell me how powerful they are."

"Okay, then I will tell you the story of Mr. Qian first, and then you will know how powerful he is..."

"Guan Zhui Bian" is a notebook written by Qian Zhongshu in the 1960s and 1970s. Because of the taboos at the time, he was afraid of being understood by others, so he wrote it in classical Chinese.

The whole book has about 1.3 million words, covering the period from pre-Qin to pre-Tang. The writing style is very unique.

When examining the words, chapters and meanings, the barriers of time, space, language, culture and disciplines were completely broken through, and a net was opened bit by bit, which can be described as unbridled.

The book cites tens of thousands of works by four thousand ancient and modern Chinese and foreign writers, and cites tens of thousands of documentary evidence in their works. In addition to literature, the book discusses almost all social sciences and humanities.

When it comes to Western comparisons, many of them are straight from the Latin originals.

Considering the era when the book was written, there is a huge possibility about the content of "Guan Zhuibian", that is, this work may have been written by Mr. Qian based on his own memory.

There was a reader in the previous life who left his own experience of reading "Guan Zhui Bian" on the Internet, which impressed Zhou Zhi deeply:

"At the beginning of the month, I enthusiastically brought back "Guan Zuibian". Even though I didn't understand it, I still opened a chapter without giving up. It was about the version annotated by Laozi and Wang Bi, 'The Tao can be Taoized, but it is very Tao. The name can be named, but it is very famous.'

The 'Tao' and 'Name' in it."

"Grandpa Qian has probably quoted from twenty-seven major works, all in traditional Chinese characters and various foreign languages. I quietly went to read "Phaido" translated by Mr. Yang Jiang."

Yang Jiang once ranked Qian Zhongshu’s foreign language familiarity, from most to least, English, French, German, Italian, Spanish, and Latin.

Fortunately, the Western part of this work is only quoted by Mr. Qian to demonstrate his own point of view. Skipping it will not affect the reading experience. The remaining part is just scratching Zhou Zhou's itch.

This book itself is not for novices, but for those who have accumulated a lot of ancient literature, history and philosophy, especially readers like Zhou Zhi who like to use bibliographic tips to explore the foundation. It is simply a box of treasures.

"Do you admire Mr. Qian very much?" Jiang Shuyi asked after Zhou Zhi told her the story of Mr. Qian with excitement.

"It's still the kind of five-body prostrate to the ground." Zhou Zhi said: "Actually, we also have several specialized scholars in Shuchuan. I wonder if I can visit them this time when I go to the capital of Shu."

"It's hard to see these great scholars, right?"

"Well, I'm going to create a stepping stone first and see if it can catch people's attention."

Jiang Shuyi was a little worried and gently pulled the sleeves of Zhou Zhi's shirt: "Zhou Zhi, we still have to focus on the college entrance examination."

This action was very intimate. After Jiang Shuyi finished pulling her, she realized something was wrong and quickly let go.

"Well, I know that if you can't get into the university, others will look down on you even less. Shu Yi, don't worry, my place is in a good location and doesn't take much effort. Look, we have to cross a stone bridge.

…”

After crossing the stone bridge, the scenery suddenly became beautiful.

The trees on both sides of the road are very old and far away from the road. The fields along the way have become less and have been replaced by lush hills.

The hills are made of stone, with only a thin layer of soil on top. Cliffs are exposed in many places, but they cannot withstand the warm and humid climate, and are covered with old and new vines.

From time to time, a small stream would hang down on the roadside, happily rushing down the mountain, splashing on the stones on the roadside, and a few drops would fly into the car, causing the girls to scream and laugh.

There were more and more wild flowers around. Not to mention the girls in the county like He Yongmei and Zhang Xinyi, even Jiang Shuyi in the town felt relaxed and happy.

Jiang Shuyi stretched her little hand out of the window: "The wind is getting cold."

"Yeah." Zhou Zhi said: "In the mountains at night, you have to cover yourself with a quilt, or wrap your clothes in a towel and quilt. You are asked to bring a thick coat and trousers. That's why."

"It's really beautiful..." As the vehicle passed through a tunnel surrounded by bamboo forests, she turned her head to the window and looked at the "starry sky" composed of dark green and light green and light spots covered by the bamboo leaves above: "Ye Xin said she

My hometown is beautiful, I thought she was exaggerating."

"It's more beautiful there." Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "Otherwise I wouldn't have been planning to come here."

"No wonder Ye Xin is so beautiful." Jiang Shuyi said with a smile. Now she has relaxed a lot: "She was born in this place."

"That's not necessarily the case." Zhou Zhi also laughed: "The forest farm is more beautiful than the town. Look at that. Does Old Mu look like that hard-headed yellow comb?"

Hard-headed yellow is an old type of bamboo with a yellow-green part. Farmers cut the bamboo and leave bamboo piles, which grow bigger and bigger together with the roots. The longer they grow, the weirder they become. They are called lattice bamboo.

Jiang Shuyi couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Old Mu knows that you will make him mad to death."

"Then let me put it another way. I insist on not letting go of the green mountains, and the roots are still in the broken rocks. They are strong despite being beaten by the east, west, north and south." Zhou Zhi said: "But when the time comes, I will praise him like this, and you are not allowed to be around.

Laugh, this guy is smart now."

Jiang Shuyi covered her mouth with a smile in her eyes: "I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it anymore..."

The road conditions were not good, so the car drove slowly and leisurely all the way, but it was good for Zhou Zhi and his party, as they were able to enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way.

The journey lasted four hours, until at two o'clock in the afternoon, the car finally arrived at the small station outside the ancient town.

The ancient town occupies half of the river valley, with a small stream flowing into it. The station is actually on the top of a slope.

Everyone got off the car and Zhou Zhi said: "From now on, we will act collectively, and everyone should always pay attention to who is missing... Salt rat, you don't have to worry, we will leave time for everyone to move freely every day, take care of it."

Everyone laughed, and Yan Xiao retorted: "I'm afraid it's just a case of serving the public good for personal gain..." Then he was held down by Fang Wenyu and Feng Xueshan.

After coming out of the station, you walk on a flat road and then onto the stone road. There are houses with wooden walls and blue tiles on both sides. People here are not only wearing one thing, but also wearing serge blue cloth jackets outside their shirts, and their heads are wrapped

Wearing white cloth.

Many old women do wear singlets, but they are all the kind of round-necked twill-buttoned clothes that grandma likes to wear. The material is made of thin fabric called "grass cloth."
Chapter completed!