"Worldly people don't care about their ambitions. They follow names and trends. They are hot and cold. They don't change what they have seen. They are blind and don't save them."
"Why did you think it was a joke?" Wang Fu was sitting alone on the table by the window. There were some open sheets of white paper on the table in front of him, with objects drawn on them that Sima Yi couldn't understand. Wang Fu
The assistant stretched out his hand to put away the drawings, and then made some nonsense: "Except for Ye Ting, you can wait for your arrival no matter where you are in the palace. You can also wait for your arrival in the Greenhouse Palace, and you can also wait for your arrival here."
Sima Yi smiled and retorted without giving any face, "This is different."
After saying that, Sima Yi stared at Wang Fu expressionlessly for a long time.
Wang Fu's expression changed. He had just had a quarrel with his brother Wang Duan at home and was not in a good mood, so he played tricks on Sima Yi and Wei Dan at the beginning, just to vent his anger. Now Sima Yi came to visit him.
Come here, it seems that you still have the intention to call for punishment?
"Your name is...Sima Yi?"
Sima Yi was good at observing words and expressions, and he could see his glance. Seeing that Wang Fu was a little unhappy, he didn't react at all as he should have: "It's Sima Yi in Hanoi."
Under Sima Yi's calm and confident gaze, Wang Fu, who had always been sitting still, felt a little uncomfortable. He pursed his lips and couldn't help but sit upright, trying to muster up some momentum: "You think I'm offended by this joke?"
Are you here to find me to blame?"
"How dare you."
"Is that the crime of wanting to accuse me in front of His Majesty?"
"Not at all." Sima Yi's smile carried an inexplicable confidence, and he said: "I just want to see how the rumored secretary Wang Lang is so lofty and uncontrollable."
"Then you have seen it now?" Wang Fu raised his eyebrows and spread his hands.
Sima Yi said truthfully: "It's true."
"There are so many talented people here, why don't you go and make friends with them, so you come to me just for this?" Wang Fu smiled and waved his hand for Sima Yi to sit down, sending a friendly signal.
Sima Yi sat down. He heard the words and looked to the side. His deep eyes seemed to penetrate the standing bookshelf and cast on Yang Xiu, Fazheng and others. Through Wang Fu's words and deeds just now, Sima Yi knew the true nature of the other party.
He is not as frivolous and arrogant as he appears, and all kinds of surly behavior are just an illusion. No one knows better than Sima Yi how an ambitious person will behave, or when he is planning something, before it is accomplished,
If you are careful every step of the way, you will either behave differently from ordinary people and not follow the world from beginning to end.
"There are many talented people in the world, but there are very few heroic people like Wang Lang." Scholars are the best to make friends with, either by talent or family background, and for people like Wang Fu,
, but what is needed is a suitable opportunity and the ability to get close to people like Yang Xiu. Sima Yi is not worried that he will not be able to get close to people like Yang Xiu with his talents. At the moment, he is only worried that he will miss this good opportunity to get close to Wang Fu.
After observing this period for so long, Sima Yi roughly figured out the situation in the court. Ma Rixi was getting old, Yang was lacking in courage, and Dong Cheng, although he was at the peak of his momentum, was actually destroyed in a matter of seconds. So he has been
The Wang family, who was low-key and seemed to have little power, became someone worthy of being attached to in Sima Yi's eyes.
Of course, this is something that everyone can see, based on the kindness between the emperor and Wang Bin. Even if because of Dong Cheng, Wang Bin may stop being outside the Three Dukes in this life, the two sons behind him will definitely
It won't be any worse, and it will soar into the sky in the future, just around the corner.
At this time, who doesn't want to get close to the Wang brothers? But among the two brothers, Wang Duan has already seen clearly the intentions of the people around him and deliberately keeps a distance; while Wang Fu has a surly personality, and no one dares to approach.
The Wang family became noble but not prominent, strong but not prosperous.
Wang Fu didn't say anything. He had seen too many people who wanted to flatter A Fu, but none of them acted in such a unique way as Sima Yi.
For the first time, he stared at Sima Yi with a critical eye for a while, and Sima Yi also looked at him calmly. Then Wang Fu looked away and suddenly said: "You and Zhi Jinwu have the same personality, no, you two are different.
He shook his head again and said, "You dare to see me and talk to me as soon as you come here. You are a brave person."
"Actually, I'm very timid." Sima Yi's expression remained unchanged, but his tone softened slightly: "I won't be able to tolerate such jokes in the future."
Wang Fu suddenly laughed. The laughter was high and unbridled, like a reclusive scholar sitting and roaring. He looked really powerful. But his laughter was only for himself and did not cover up Sima Yi's running.
The purpose of coming to get close to him was obviously to see the other party's reaction, but this disappointed him. Sima Yi still looked calm and laughed softly.
Just when everyone was wondering, the emperor arrived at the right time.
Everyone finished what they were doing and rushed out to pick up the driver. Even Wang Fu and Sima Yi walked out side by side. Before the emperor's driver officially arrived, they were waiting in front of the Shiqu Pavilion gate.
Since Sima Yi returned to Yanli, he had never had the chance to see the emperor again. This time he had a chance to meet the emperor up close. With curiosity and excitement in his heart, he followed the people, trying to find a chance to have a look at the emperor.
What kind of person is he? At the age of 12 or 13, he is able to strategize, monopolize power, and build the Guanzhong court into its current state of rejuvenation. For such a wise king, Sima Yi said in his heart that it is impossible not to respect him.
Luan Jia slowly arrived, and saw a man walking out of the jade chariot. He was born in the sun horn bead court, with dragons and phoenixes, and outstanding majesty. He was tall and straight, proud and proud, wearing a blue Yanju uniform. Sima Yi took advantage of the opportunity to look at him while he was kowtow.
After taking a quick look, a towering, tough and straight green pine tree appeared in my mind.
After the emperor entered the cabinet and sat down, Secretary Cheng Zhu Hao first presented the compiled catalog. Then he said: "I report to your majesty that in compliance with the imperial edict, I have sorted and corrected about 47,000 volumes of scriptures and books. According to your majesty,
The four categories of the designated 'Sub-Collection of Classics and History' are stored separately, and the catalogs of each book have been compiled into volumes. The abstracts are here for your Majesty's review."
The emperor took the summary and looked at it, nodded and asked: "Except for history, military, prophecy, ephemeris and other books, how many books can be copied into the Imperial Academy?"
Zhu Hao said: "It was originally planned to build Yan Pavilion in Taixue to store more than 20,000 volumes of the 'Jingzi Collection' in three categories. However, there are so many books that we cannot copy them at the moment, which may delay some time."
"Mu Shun." The emperor rolled up the document and held it in his hand, and asked, "Last year I asked you to send someone to teach the craftsmen how to read. How have they learned it now?"
If you want to develop movable type printing, you must have a group of literate and high-quality craftsmen. This is a shackle for the development of culture and the promotion of education. There are very few literate craftsmen. At that time, the world was not in chaos, and when the imperial court was in Luoyang, there were still
A large number of literate craftsmen were able to complete the Xiping Stone Scripture project.
But now Chang'an is in peace, and the outstanding craftsmen gathered in Luoyang have long since dispersed. Although the emperor ordered the generals to collect as much as possible, it is not feasible to engrave the contents of these thousands of books into movable type and organize printing and distribution in the short term.