Chapter 24: It’s Better to Copy than to Buy

The next day.

Zhang Cheng came to the Ministry of Things with a rosy face to work, and he was obviously in a good mood.

Since Zhou Yi came, Zhang Cheng has completely let himself go and slacked off every day.

Chen Zhubu, the only upper-three realm master in the Ministry of Things, has to be supported. He would ask about his health when he met him, and he still gets the highest salary without doing anything every day.

There are two kinds of people who are the most powerful in the workplace, one is the one with connections, and the other is irreplaceable.

Many times, the former has to give way to the latter.

Zhou Yi took out a small wine jar and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, Pingzhen's specialty Ten-year White Pear Blossom, please try it."

Zhang Cheng sniffed the aroma of the wine and said with satisfaction: "You are flattering me early in the morning, what's the matter with you kid?"

Zhou Yi asked: "Brother Zhang, I am more interested in Taoist scriptures recently. You are knowledgeable and can recommend a few to me?"

There are so many Taoist scriptures on the market that it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false. In order to make money, many bookstores ask mountain Taoist priests to write nonsense, and then stamp it with a certain real person. Anyway, there is no copyright.

Instead of distinguishing true from false, Zhou Yi would rather ask Zhang Cheng directly.

"The Taoist scriptures are in the room. I'll find out where they are."

Zhang Cheng flipped through the pile of books and found a few blue-covered books.

"The Sayings of the True Man Qingjing", "The Analysis of Doubts and Pointing out Mysteries by the True Man Wang of Feiyun Mountain", "Annotations by Cui Gong", "The Sayings of the True Man Fubo of the East Sea"...

"These are my handwritten copies. Please write down the names. There should be printed copies on the market."

Zhang Cheng praised: "You killed too many people in the prison before. Now read more works of the ancient sages, control your anger and stop killing, cultivate your mind and cultivate your character, and you will naturally prolong your life."

"Thank you for your guidance, Brother Zhang. Take me to copy today's catalog and start copying."

"The young man is teachable! Books cannot be read without copying. Copying once is better than reading ten times!"

Zhang Cheng opened the wine jar, raised his head and drank happily. The rich aroma of wine drifted to the next department.

Lihuabai is clear in color, sweet in taste, and has a refined and soft taste. When brewing, pear petals are added with special techniques to give it the aroma of pear blossoms.

According to the standards of the previous life, the degree of Lihuabai exceeds 60, which is close to the level of strong liquor.

Dagan has long had the technology of distilling liquor, and other things such as salt glass and gunpowder cement have similar or even better technologies, which directly cut off Zhou Yi's dream of becoming a rich man.

Zhou Yi heard Zhang Cheng's guidance and agreed with it.

"Copying books is so effective. Anyway, there is plenty of time, so why not copy it over and over again."

"First, you can understand the principles in the books of the sages, and second, you can sell the copied books. After copying Zhang Cheng's calligraphy for so long, I have already got 80% to 90% of the meaning."

I have lived in Kyoto for more than half a year, and I have seen many scholars selling calligraphy on the street. Compared with Zhang Cheng's calligraphy, it is one of the best.

Zhang Cheng may not have the talent of a great calligrapher, but he has lived long enough and written enough words, and he has a unique style.

If he concentrates on developing in the way of calligraphy, he may be able to create a "Zhang style".

"I slack off at work and copy books. I can slowly comprehend the Yin God and sell them for money..."

Kill three birds with one stone!

...

Tongfu Inn.

Zhou Yi stood upright in front of the desk, his wrist hanging in the air, copying the "Quotations of the True Man of the East Sea Fu Bo" word by word.

He had already read all twelve Taoist scriptures during the day, and the first volume of this book, "Persuading the Way", explained what the Yin God is at the beginning.

Essence is weakened by lust, and Qi is exhausted by anger...

Essence and Qi are gone, and the divine light is scattered...

One god becomes ten thousand gods, one Qi becomes ten thousand Qi, one gives birth to ten thousand, and ten thousand return to one...

Yin God. The soul is clear and spiritual, and the gathering and dispersion are determined by the heart, like a dream or a shadow, similar to a ghost...

The content of the True Man's Quotations is not a complete system. It is composed of various quotations, memorials, poems, the daily words and deeds of the True Man Fu Bo, and famous sayings and aphorisms similar to Buddhist verses. It is similar to notes and a little messy.

Every time Zhou Yi copied, he had a new understanding of the core of it.

There are books on the market that annotate the sayings of Fubo Zhenren, which are similar to the reading notes of later generations. Zhou Yi selected a few books to read and benefited a lot.

Zhou Yi practiced Huangting Daojing, and could barely be considered a Taoist monk, but his basic knowledge was far behind that of orthodox Taoists.

These Taoists who annotated Fubo Zhenren's sayings and printed and published them, regardless of their level of cultivation, at least had confidence in the meaning of the scriptures.

Unfortunately, most of them carried their own private goods, suspected of praising and devaluing, elevating their own faction's status, devaluing competitors, and trying to fool readers into believers of their own Taoist temples.

"Taoist Zhenren, it's not true that they have no desires or demands!"

Zhou Yi absorbed the essence of it, and then copied Fubo Zhenren's sayings, and gained many new insights.

Suddenly.

A gust of wind blew open the window, and several pages of the Taoist scriptures that had just been copied were stained with ink.

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, turned around and came to the window, and saw a dozen constables on the street outside searching nearby shops.

Close the window and continue copying books.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

Then the shopkeeper's voice came: "Is Mr. Zhou asleep? The Six Gates are checking the room."

Squeak!

Zhou Yi opened the door and noticed that there were five constables following the shopkeeper.

The leader was wearing a standard blue robe, and the other four were wearing black robes. The moment they opened the door, they immediately scanned all corners of the room.

The constables of the Six Gates in Kyoto were temporary workers in different counties and prefectures. They were violent law enforcement departments with official ranks, and the chief was a second-rank official in the court.

The shopkeeper apologized and said: "Sorry to bother Mr. Zhou. This is Constable Li of the Six Gates. A thief has escaped from the prison, and we must conduct a strict search."

"Well, go in and check."

Zhou Yi stepped aside, muttering to himself that the Six Gates actually accepted female detectives, and the Dagan was more open than expected.

The female detective surnamed Li walked into the room to observe, and the four subordinates searched through the boxes and cabinets.

"Hey, hey, hey, sir, be careful. This is a vase from the Yongchang period. How could a thief hide in it..."

The shopkeeper carefully put the big vase away. If Zhou Yi remembered correctly, it should be a second-hand item collected from the West Market last week.

Zhou Yi stood in front of the desk and glanced at the beam above his head.

Captain Li, who was always observing everyone's expressions, showed a look of realization on his face, and jumped up and landed on the beam.

"There are footprints in the dust. There was someone here just now!"

At this time.

Another person pushed the door in. It was a middle-aged man in waiter clothes, with sleepy eyes, as if he had just woken up.

"Shopkeeper, what are you doing in the middle of the night? I slept well."

"There are thieves here, but you are sleeping soundly, not afraid of being robbed!"

The shopkeeper scolded and introduced: "The new waiter hired by the store, from Yuzhou, doesn't speak Mandarin very well."

The middle-aged man was startled and panicked: "I came here obediently, but I have to find good things!"

Captain Li glanced at the middle-aged man and continued to observe the marks on the beams, trying to determine the direction of escape.

Zhou Yi looked at the middle-aged man meaningfully. The skin on his face was the same as the real one. If you look closely, there are pores and unshaved stubble.

The middle-aged man's hands exposed outside have broad palms, swollen joints, rough and dark color, and calluses. It can be seen that they are caused by long-term labor.

Unfortunately, no matter how real the disguise is, it is useless in front of the spiritual eye technique.

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with a light, and he easily saw through the appearance. The middle-aged man with a Yuzhou accent was Bai Yutang's disguise.

"Exquisite Qinggong, lifelike disguise, no wonder you can escape from the prison."

"You could have escaped today, but you destroyed the book I copied with great effort. I must give you a marriage, so that you can experience the dangers of the world!"

Zhou Yi used the Qi-forwarding technique to see the Tianxi star shining above Bai Yutang's head, and the Hongluan star moving above Li the Constable.

A sporadic red thread connected the two people together.