Ancient books, all of them are ancient books!
The entire building was filled with books. With Fang Zong's keen eye, he could spot quite a few rare books from the Qing Dynasty, and even some Ming and Song Dynasty editions!
A rough estimate suggests that if these books were to be sold, he would be willing to pay a billion to buy them!
[A billion dollars, in cash, I can't come up with that right now.]
His breathing became heavy, and Fang Zong hurried over, picking up the ancient book, completely forgetting his original purpose of searching for the Ten Great Yin Lands.
The cover has an antique feel, carrying the scent of history, yet it is well preserved.
These ancient books, preserved in their fragmented state and connecting the past with the present, are so captivating that even a book lover like Fang Zong feels his blood boil and his mind suddenly enlightened just by touching their covers. He can't put them down.
Day and night, he devoted himself to studying the classics until his hair turned white!
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"Father, the Japanese have already captured the provincial capital, and they'll be here in the next day or two. Please, come with us quickly!" The sons pleaded with Zhou Wu, almost in tears.
Zhou Wu sat in the grand chair in the middle of the hall, looking at what lay before him.
The lobby and the corridor were piled high with boxes. His two godson, six godson's wives, thirteen grandsons and granddaughters, eight of his 'wives and concubines', and his very loyal old butler all stood in the middle, looking at him with expectant eyes.
He laughed loudly: "Get lost!"
"Father!" the sons shouted in unison.
"Ha, if they're not related, they're not related. They don't have a trace of my blood!" Zhou Wu sat upright in the grand chair, raising his orchid finger: "Back in the day, the Empress Dowager declared war on eleven countries, and I was among them. Although we lost, I was still worthy of serving as the military supervisor for eight years, reading hundreds of volumes of military books, and studying tens of thousands of ancient texts! I'm old now, but I'm not to be trifled with!"
"Father, the Japanese are cruel and bloodthirsty. They kill and burn wherever they go, leaving nine out of ten houses empty. It's not that your sons are cowardly, but that we're keeping our lives intact for when the time comes!"
"Get out!" Zhou Wu picked up his hunting rifle, pointing the dark muzzle at his godsons whom he had been educating for decades.
Everyone left in tears, leaving behind Zhou Wu and the collection of books he had accumulated throughout his life.
They had too many books to take with them.
Zhou Wu sat upright in the center, his eyes closed, without eating or drinking for two days, until the sound of gunfire and cannons came from outside.
He laughed when the Japanese rushed into the courtyard.
"You little brat, you don't even greet me properly? Fine, I'll send you to see the Empress Dowager then!"
With his withered, brittle hands, Zhou Wu picked up the hunting rifle faster than the Japanese soldiers. With a loud bang, the Japanese soldiers fell backward, and Zhou Wu stood up with a long laugh.
"Hey! He really is dead... Hahahaha..."
Zhou Wu walked out laughing, firing one shot after another, laughing with each death.
While the Japanese soldiers were busy burning, killing, and looting, he managed to kill three of them. Finally, they gathered together, and a barrage of gunfire erupted.
"Grandfather, even though you were a eunuch, you were still a hero. It's a pity you didn't leave behind any offspring."
Zhou Xiaoning sat down on the steps in front of the door, resting her chin on her hand and looking at the old house not far away.
White shoes, blue dress—what a graceful and intellectual young woman!
The controversy inside the house is still going on, and now that she's out, no one's thinking about leaving the ancient books behind anymore, right?
Zhou Xiaoning thought casually, then looked at the library where she had spent ten years, and suddenly her face went blank.
Why is the door open?
who is he?
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