You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 207 This technique is for the people's livelihood

"You two come over here and take a look."

Zuo Chen called the two old men back and showed them the booklet in his hand.

The two old men were also curious and came over to watch with their heads lowered.

Then they looked at each other.

The book in Zuo Chen's hand is about clothing making. There are also many wonderful methods written in the book, from raising silkworms to weaving clothes to weaving cloth, and then to dyeing. It covers all kinds of content.

Combined with various easy-to-understand descriptions and illustrations, ordinary people can easily understand the contents of these documents.

Just like the previous insect repellent booklet, it is also a livelihood law.

If it was considered a surprise that the fragmentary copy of the imperial manuscript that was previously circulated was the People's Livelihood Law, it is obviously not the case now.

"Take out all the books in the warehouse and take a look at what is written on them."

Following Zuo Chen's order, everyone picked up the books in the warehouse.

After so many years of hard work, there are quite a few books in the library. It takes time to sort them out, and people exclaim and discuss from time to time:

"My book also contains some tips on livelihood."

“That’s mine, too.”

"This is not my book. This is a method of cultivation. It looks mysterious and I really can't understand it."

It took about an hour to separate the books into two piles, nine parts into one pile and one part into the other.

Ninety percent of them are just small tricks about people's livelihood. Compared with the booklets circulated among the people, the contents in the books are more detailed, and a lot of them are not published in any of the major bookstores.

The remaining small pile is the practice method.

Zuo Chen took a quick look and found that most of the cultivation methods were related to Taoist scriptures.

He has read 99% of the content.

The rest were Jingshi’s self-realizations, which were not actually that helpful to Zuo Chen.

"Why are they all small techniques for people's livelihood? These are all that are left in the capital?" Guan Jinping picked up a few books and flipped through them again and again, as if trying to find some unique secret codes between the lines.

But unfortunately, folk techniques are just folk techniques and there is nothing worth exploring in depth.

Zuo Chen flipped through a few books, glanced at them, and suddenly asked:

"Caiyi, when did you say these folk tricks first became popular?"

"Hmm... about thirty or forty years ago." Caiyi thought for a moment and replied:
"These books were first circulated in various small study rooms. Because they were easy to use, they quickly became popular among the people. I heard that someone sorted out various folk tricks and added some of his own understanding to create these books."

Having said this, Caiyi slowly stopped talking.

She could probably guess what Zuo Chen wanted to say.

"I'm afraid this pamphlet was written by the capital."

Zuo Chen reached into the pile of books and took out a book.

There was a line of small words marked on the top of the book. Zuo Chen pointed with his hand and showed it to everyone.

Letter:

"Nine Civil Mirrors"

"Isn't it rumored in the martial arts world that the capital left behind some kind of treasure called Tongjian?"

"Nine Mysterious Mirrors," Guan Jinping said, looking at the booklet in Zuo Chen's hand with some confusion: "Is this what you are talking about?"

"I'm afraid so." Zuo Chen speculated, "At the beginning, the imperial court wanted to make the law more convenient for the people, so they divided it into nine categories and sorted it out, naming it Tongjian, which means universal interpretation. Anyone can read it and learn from it. After he died, the remaining manuscripts should have been dispersed and spread all over the place, becoming a legend."

"Then why did even the name change?" Caiyi was puzzled.

"I guess someone leaked the names of these books. He didn't even read the contents of the books, but thought they were some kind of magic trick and praised them highly. When other people heard about it, they also thought that this thing must be powerful, but they also thought that the word 'people' was not suitable for this kind of magic trick, so they replaced it with a word that they thought was more impressive."

Zuo Chen patted the book and sighed:
"This is how the Nine Mysterious Mirror was spread."

Guan Jinping stared at Luo Cheng's book, and for a moment her mind was a little complicated.

I never expected that most of the books I had guarded my entire life were small pamphlets that could be bought in bookstores outside.

I don't know whether to cry or laugh.

However, what comforted her was that at least she still had some serious skills to practice, so at least her efforts over the years were not in vain.

Even if it is only 10%, it will still cause disaster if it leaks out.

"I really didn't expect that the treasures handed down from this famous capital city would be these." Zhu Laoba scratched his head: "I wonder if those who fought for the books would die of anger after knowing the truth."

Zuo Chen held the fragment in his hand, feeling quite emotional.

For some people, these livelihood booklets are really useless. They can neither help with cultivation nor gain rights from them.

But for millions of people in Daliang, Tongjian is the most important treasure.

Quietly, it has been integrated into the lives of a large number of people and changed the world.

Holding the book in his hand, he tilted his head slightly.

It seemed that under this silver moon, I saw the old Taoist sitting at the desk, writing down various contents line by line.

Then, in the light of the oil lamp and moonlight, he carefully looked at every detail on the document, imagining the joy and smiles on the people's faces when they saw his documents.

The capital did leave behind a legacy.

But unlike what most people think, this legacy has long since flowed into the entire Daliang, slowly changing everything in Daliang.

Let many people benefit from it. …

After sorting out the remaining fragments, Guan Jinping moved all the books out of the warehouse.

"What are you going to do with these books?"

Hearing Zuo Chen's question, Guan Jinping said:
"These livelihood booklets were left by the capital after all. I plan to sort them out and compare them with the booklets on the market now. If there is anything missing, I will fill it in. It can be regarded as doing a good thing for the people."

Zuo Chen nodded, approving in his heart.

After thinking for a few seconds, he said, "You can come with us first and go find Prince Jing. I will tell him about this matter. Then we can do things under his protection. It will be safer anyway."

After listening to Zuo Chen's suggestion, Guan Jinping became a little hesitant.

Over the years, she has been avoiding these princes and trying not to have any contact with them.

After all, Guan Jinping didn't know what these princes were thinking. What if they had the same idea as Shu Lou and wanted to fight to the death with Guixiang people? Then if she went there, she would be walking like a sheep into a tiger's mouth.

Even though Prince Jing had never caused her any trouble over the years, she still did the same.

But now there is a Taoist priest to guarantee...

After thinking it over, Guan Jinping nodded and agreed.

"Sir, you can take these cultivation techniques and magic weapons with you." Guan Jinping pointed at those things again, and said in a carefree manner: "These Taoist scriptures are much safer in your hands than in my little pavilion. I am too old, and I still have to find a place for these things."

Zuo Chen smiled and shook his head.

He picked up the Taoist scriptures and weighed them in his hands:
"It is never too late to practice. Come see me tomorrow morning."

After hearing what Zuo Chen said, Guan Jinping was completely confused and had no idea what the other party meant.

Yan Wangsheng, however, understood what was happening and gave a relieved smile.

It was too late today, so the few of them stopped talking and found a room to rest under Guan Jinping's arrangement.

Zuo Chen took out some monkey wine and gave it to Yan Wangsheng, patted him on the shoulder and asked him to go and talk to Guan Jinping. The old man hesitated, but finally nodded, then went into Guan Jinping's house with the wine gourd.

The night is long and no one knows what these two old people will say.

Guan Jinping has been keeping the Taoist scriptures for so many years, so she is qualified to study them.

But she is indeed old, and it would be somewhat difficult for her to start practicing now.

Therefore, Zuo Chen planned to slightly revise the content of the Taoist scriptures to make it easier to get started.

Let’s stay up late today.

Just pick up the pen and write, stacking the sheets thickly.

He wrote until the lights in Guan Jinping and Yan Wangsheng's rooms were turned off in the distance, until darkness enveloped the courtyard, until the stars shone around the moon, and until a patch of white rose in the distance.

Zuo Chen also wrote a booklet.

After completing the last stroke, Zuo Chen felt refreshed and in a good mood.

He took the booklet, used two pieces of paper to seal the cover, and injected a stream of true Qi into it to prevent the book from being damaged.

After doing all this, the sky had already brightened.

Looking up at the courtyard outside the window, I happened to see Guan Jinping and Yan Wangsheng walking out of the room together.

Although the two did not hold hands or do anything else, one could tell at a glance that there had been significant changes between them.

It should be going very smoothly.

After all, these two people are so old, and the relationship between them is more mellow, but lacks a lot of so-called passion. It is extremely rare for them to walk side by side and look at the bamboo and trees in the pavilion together.

Very good.

He put away the paper and pen and walked out of the room.

Guan Jinping saw Zuo Chen coming out and hurriedly saluted him:

"Good morning, sir."

Then he asked, "Did you sleep well last night, sir?"

"I didn't sleep last night. But I prepared this for you."

Zuo Chen handed the booklet to Guan Jinping in front of him, who took it curiously.

He opened it and read two or three pages, his face turned pale with horror.

She could tell that this seemed to be the Taoist scripture practiced by the capital's masters!
However, compared to normal Taoist scriptures, this booklet was obviously much simpler. Just by reading the beginning, Guan Jinping even felt that the aura and Taoism in her body were shifted and started moving.

Absolutely amazing.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Guan Jinping looked at Zuo Chen with disbelief.

"I stayed up late last night to revise it. It's just right for you two to practice."

After hearing what Zuo Chen said, Guan Jinping was obviously confused.

He stared at Zuo Chen blankly for a long time before finally uttering:
"You...know the scriptures?"

Yan Wangsheng, who was standing next to him, finally couldn't bear it anymore and coughed lightly, saying:
"Junior sister... Mr. is our master."

Guan Jinping: “?!”

(End of this chapter)