Lin Fan was really curious when he was so disgusted by the Seventh Vice Minister.
"He is home!"
Lin Fan: ⊙o⊙)?????"
Do you still need to say that? ! It's all written by others, so why is he not at home? If it’s not well-known, then forget it, you have to put the word ‘home’ for someone who is famous.
He almost couldn't help but complain.
"and then……?"
"..., he is really home!"
"I know, what then?"
"Ah, no, you didn't understand what I meant, he is the home of the philosophers of the world!!!"
Lin Fan was taken aback for a moment, then came back to his senses.
The home among hundreds of families?
This this this this...
"Said, in ancient times, the houses of the philosophers have already appeared?!"
He was a little confused. As a science student, he really didn't read many such ancient records and documents. At most, he heard a few words from others.
Therefore, Lin Fan knows what kind of "homes" are there, but he really doesn't understand.
At this moment, I was shocked by the family, and couldn't help being shocked.
But you can't show it at this time, otherwise, wouldn't it be too lost?
Therefore, the boy turned his eyes and responded calmly: "I know it is the home of a hundred families, then what?"
"..."
The seventh deputy minister paused for two seconds, and responded: "No more."
"Gone?"
"We have indeed met, but he refused to say, or he said he didn't know anything, he just wrote casually."
"We don't have any evidence here to prove that what he said is a lie, and no one committed anything. We can't always restrict his freedom, right?"
"So... I just saw it."
"I'm going~"
Lin Fan yelled: "Let's make arrangements. I will meet him. Maybe it is not appropriate to tell you?"
"no problem!"
The seventh vice minister responded: "I will make arrangements for you right away. I should see you around tonight."
"it is good!"
The phone hangs up.
Lin Fan touched his chin and fell into deep thought: "It seems that I still missed a lot of details after all..."
The Ministry of Residents’ Happy Life is an official, and I don’t know how many people with high IQs serve as think tanks. Many things are considered more detailed and deeper than mine.
"This point cannot be ignored..."
He was a little wary.
Just like this, before this, he really hadn't thought about why Xiuxian is so similar to real Xiuxian!
coincidence?
There are too many books, it is inevitable that there will be some similarities?
But the problem is that as the founder of the cultivation stream, the works he created are very similar!
But I have been ignoring this.
Even now, when talking to the Seventh Deputy Minister, the Seventh Deputy Minister said it himself, and Lin Fan knew that they had already thought of this, and they had even seen it.
It's not that they couldn't meet, but that it gave Lin Fan a wake-up call.
The three heads are even better than Zhuge Liang, what if there are three think tanks, or even thirty or three hundred?
Positive or negative? Where to see the poisonous chicken soup?
Putting together this kind of think tank will only allow them to analyze all the details in the shortest possible time, and then propose an adaptation policy for these details.
and so……
Don't underestimate anyone!
Even if it is the partner of cooperation now, even if the opponent's personal force is not outstanding.
Especially after Awu Sister and Qi Zixiao reminded him ‘Don’t die’, Lin Fan became more cautious.
"But then again."
"Home...what is the situation?"
He opened Thousand Degrees, searched, and quickly got the results.
Family, one of the hundreds of families, many of its books have been lost. According to Ban Gu's "Han Shu·Art and Literature History", it says: "Family people flow, built from barnyard officials; street talks, and hearsays are made by hearers."
The family can represent the customs of the common people. However, because of its small path, it is not important to the world, and it will eventually die.
The representative figure of the family is Yu Chu.
People from Luoyang, Henan Province in the Western Han Dynasty. Most of his deeds have been lost. According to "Historical Records" and "Han Zhi", when Yu Chu was in Emperor Wu, he used the alchemist's attendant to ride horses in yellow clothes, and called the yellow messengers.
And in "Jiao Si Zhi" there is: "Luoyang Yuchu cursed the Xiongnu and Dawan with a square temple."
"It turns out that what the family does is mainly to record folk street talks and report it to the superiors. However, although the family is a self-contained family, they are regarded as incompetents, so there is a saying of "nine streams and ten families"..."
After reading many relevant records, articles, and analysis, Lin Fan gradually understood.
"In short, it's equivalent to recording wild history. By the way, write some folk legends?"
"But in the record, it is written that the family has died out?"
"..."
"Fortunately, it's just a record. You can't believe it. If you see it, you will know it."
...
night.
C city, a tea room VIP room.
Lin Fan met Chen Chumo, the descendant of this family, whose author was named "Gu Lian", and the one he created the genre of cultivation was named "Journey of Cultivation".
(PS: I know that Xiao Qian and the misty journey, but this is the world, it's different, brothers must be true, and it is always bad to include people in the real world.)
"Mr. Lin."
Chen Chumo stretched out his hand with a smile, and Lin Fan did the same. After squeezing lightly with him, he lightly looked at each other.
There is no real yuan fluctuation, not a cultivator.
Even the body is very weak, not only has not been nourished by the spiritual energy, but the whole body is full of minor problems, from the construction of the cervical spine, to the lumbar spine, and the stomach, there is almost no healthy place.
"excuse me."
Lin Fan spoke, apologizing.
"Where is it?"
Chen Chumo still smiled: "In fact, I wanted to meet Mr. Lin a long time ago, but unfortunately there was no chance."
"To be able to see it today is really fortunate for Sansheng."
"We're welcome."
Lin Fan laughed: "I don't like those twists and turns, let's get straight to the subject."
"Mr. Chen, you should know why I want to see you?"
"Can guess it." Chen Chumo nodded, "The Residents Happy Life Department has already told me your identity, so..."
"That's good."
Lin Fan said, "I want to know, how much does the family know about cultivating immortality, or cultivating realism?"
"How did you... know?"
His eyes burned, looking directly at Chen Chumo.
No persecution, just watching quietly, waiting, expecting his answer from the other party.
"Don't hide Mr. Lin."
Chen Chumo was a little sighed: "The reason why I didn't tell the Residents Happy Life Department before was because it was unnecessary, and our ancestors have inherited the ancestral training."
"I do know something, or... the past."
"The source of the news is our ancestors. Through dynasties, there have been some things left behind. Although these things are getting less and less, there are still some useful things and records."
Hearing this, Lin Fan nodded gently.
This is not so difficult to understand.
The position of the home in ancient times is equivalent to the writer of "wild history" and the "recorder" of folk biographies and legends, which is very different from the modern home.
In such a family, some records and ancient books will be passed down to later generations, which is actually very reasonable.
As for why it is getting less and less...
Thousands of years have passed, and the preserved things have gradually become damaged and lost. Is there a problem?
In the record, the home has long since disappeared.
In other words, they haven't really appeared for a long time.
It is really normal to lose some of the things passed down by the teacher.
Don't say it is passed down by the teacher, even if it is an ancestral thing, when it has been passed down for too long and there are too many generations, a lot of things are often lost.
Seeing that Lin Fan just nodded without interrupting, Chen Chumo continued: "In the records and ancient books that have been handed down, I have learned some ancient information and legends, including the existence of cultivators."
"However, it's just a few words."
Having said this, Chen Chumo was even more embarrassed, and his words changed: "Mr. Lin, dare to ask, do you know the legend of the First Emperor's burning of books and Confucianism?"
"Naturally, I have heard some of them, but they are all hearsay. I don't know how it is." Lin Fan told the truth.
Burning books and pitting books?
I have heard it!
But more than two thousand years have passed since the specific things, who knows what the situation is?
"Yes."
Chen Chumo nodded: "However, in our family's records, the'burning books to pit Confucianism' does exist."
"However, it was not the Confucian scholars who killed the Emperor First, but the existence of some ‘evil ways’ in the various schools of thought."
"Whether it is not conducive to the rule of the time, whether it deceives the public or is harmful to the world, they are all ‘pitted’."
"This also led to the subsequent dangers of everyone in the hundred schools of scholars, and most of them gradually fell silent and disappeared on the stage of history."
"Our family is one of them!"
"That's it!"
Lin Fan marveled ~EbookFREE.me~ Burning books and pitting Confucianism...In the present world, many people say that they misunderstood the Emperor Shi, but in fact, it was not Confucian scholars who pitted him, but those magicians and alchemists.
But how exactly, who knows? After all, no one has seen the scene back then.
But the family records these things. As a family heir, Chen Chumo's news from his mouth would be more credible.
"It has been silent for many years. Although the hundreds of schools of scholars have passed on secretly, in fact, as far as I know, few of them still have passed on, and most of them have been cut off on the stage of history."
"And some records about cultivation are still some miscellaneous theories recorded by our ancestors during the pre-Qin period."
"I have brought related books and books. If Mr. Lin is interested, you can take a look at it yourself."
"This should be more trustworthy than my empty mouth and talking about myself?"
Having said this, Chen Chumo looked directly at Lin Fan, almost writing the word sincerity on his face.
