As the noise outside gradually increased, Chang took some time off to play a game of chess on the Qingfeng Go website to refresh his mind.

After cooking a bowl of noodles and eating them, Shi Shiran bought a bag of apples from the market and headed to Nankai University.

Nankai University is located in Balitai, which is called Balitai'er among the Jinmen people.

The pronunciation of Jinmen has its own characteristics. Many place names are pronounced with the addition of children when spoken, such as Balitai'er, Huidu'er, Dayingmen'er, Tonglou'er, Xiaobailou'er...

There are some that cannot be pronounced randomly, such as Wanghailou, you cannot pronounce it as Wanghailouer, and Weididao, you cannot pronounce it as Weidierdao.

One more thing, when asking people in Jinmen, you should also pay attention to some place names with "home" in them. In some places, the word "home" is hidden and unreadable by Jinmen people. You must not be unable to find home.

For example, Liu Jia Zhuang'er, Hou Jia Tai'er, Huo Jia Zui'er... usually they call them Liu Zhuang'er, Hou Tai'er, Huo Zui'er...

Of course, some places will not be omitted, such as Chenjiagou, Wujiayao, Huangjia Garden, Shijia Courtyard, etc.

Haha, I'm going too far.

Passing by China Resources Supermarket on the road, Chang Xian turned in and weighed half a pound of Xinyang Maojian, and headed north. However, twenty minutes later, he did not enter the Nankai campus, but came to a quiet place nearby.

Stopped in front of a courtyard.

This courtyard is very old. It is surrounded by high walls of blue bricks. It has two red painted door panels on the front and eaves on the top. It is very grand. It is estimated that it used to be an outhouse of a wealthy family. Now the only entrance to the courtyard is left.

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"Master Nan..."

Chang Xian clicked the copper ring on the door, pushed the door open without waiting for the owner's response, then closed the door behind him and walked in with ease.

"Is it Xiao Chang? Come in quickly..."

An old but hearty and powerful voice in the house rang in the yard.

Entering the gate, the noise outside is immediately isolated. This is a small courtyard with two east and west wing rooms and three south rooms. It has bricks to the top, a ridged tile-roofed house, and a brick-paved corridor in the courtyard, connecting the rooms.

Door.

The sunlight shines through the leaves of the big camphor tree in the yard, falling to the ground like gold. There is also a flowerbed in the yard, filled with cloves, peonies and camellias, and bursts of floral fragrance penetrate into Chang Xian's nose.

There are three or four bird cages hung on the high branches of the camphor tree. Several birds are chirping inside, giving the small courtyard a clean and leisurely atmosphere.

Chang Xian looked around and saw an ancient old man sitting on a recliner under the tree, holding a book in his hand. There was an octagonal table in front of him. There was a tea set and several snacks on the table. The breeze

Slowly, the dense branches and leaves above his head were blown open, and scattered sunlight fell on the old man, making him look like a fairy.

"Master Nan..." Chang Xian stepped forward quickly.

"Xiao Zhang, bring a chair to Xiao Chang."

Seeing Zhen Changxian, the old man stood up happily.

"No, no, I'll do it myself..." Chang Xian handed the things he was carrying to the middle-aged woman and moved a chair next to the flower garden to the side of Master Nan.

"Master Nan, I'm disturbing your peace again."

Chang Xian did not sit down, but bowed slightly to the old man.

"What are you talking about? Now your wife has gone to the capital to have a grandchild. I live here by myself. It's usually too clean. Don't stand. Sit down." The old man put down the book in his hand.

Pour some tea for Chang Xian.

The old man was originally from Hebei Province and had been a teacher in Jinmen all his life. Due to the special period, he only had a son and a daughter working in the capital. The eldest grandson was only in his teens, and the old lady often went to the capital to take care of him.

The grandson left the old man alone to be taken care of by the nanny.

The old man asked Chang Xian a few words about his current situation, and said with a smile: "I wrote something yesterday, and it feels like it makes my heart and hands free. I put it on the desk. You go and get it. Let's talk about it together."

Chang Xian responded and walked to a wing on the left in a familiar manner.

When I walked into the study room, I saw a banner hanging in the front, with four large seal characters of "Wen Shi Zhai". Although the words cannot be called wonderful, they are full of spirit and the spirit of the book is vividly written on the paper.

The inscription is: In the autumn of the 37th year of the Republic of China, Jin Yu’s virtuous brother Yazhi, Zhongxiang and Li Ji.

The thirty-seventh year of the Republic of China was 1948 AD. Although half a century had passed, the work was not damaged or deformed at all, which shows the owner's careful care.

Chang Xian walked under the banner with a solemn expression and bowed respectfully. Every time he came to Nanshi for advice, Chang Xian and other fellow apprentices always bowed here as if they were formal.

In "Zhuangzi Qiwu Lun", Que asked Wang Ni, but he did not know four questions. Ni Que was so happy that he jumped up and went to tell Pu Yizi.

Lao Tzu said, "If you know whether you know or not, that's the next step."

Knowing "not knowing" is the real "knowing".

This is Nanshi’s Wenshinzhai.

Nan Jinyu, named Nan Jinyu, is the last graduate of Southwest Associated University. He followed Mr. Li Ji to do research on the Yin Ruins, and later turned to the history of the Ming Dynasty. Before his retirement, he was the director of the Institute of History of Nankai University. Chang Xian was his

The last class of students I taught.

For the history and archeology majors, Mr. Li Ji is a monument for people to look up to.

Mr. Li’s previous archaeologists in China were all foreigners. He was the first Chinese to conduct archaeology in China. Our knowledge about the Shang Dynasty was largely defined for us by Mr. Li.

Even in the new century, Chinese archeology is still living in the era of Li Ji.

The room in front of me is a bit messy. This room is quite spacious, covering an area of ​​more than fifty square meters. It is worthy of its name. The three walls are filled with solid wood bookshelves that are filled with books.

There are more books, bundled with plastic ropes and piled on the floor. There are also two or three books placed in other places such as on the desk, next to the sofa, and on the side of the triangular cupboard.

The books were half open and upside down, as if the owner had put them down casually and never picked them up again.

At a glance, it is really dense and chaotic.

The only thing in the room that has nothing to do with books is a set of chess sets under the long window on the south. The cypress wooden chessboard and mahogany chess jar are quiet and spotless in the morning sunshine.

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"God compensates for the poor and strengthens the healthy, but man mistakenly praises the high because of his laziness..."

Chang Xian unfolded the banner and chanted: "This is a sentence written by Chen Jiwu. The writing style is clumsy and unlucky, the style is sophisticated, the artistic conception is dull, simple and mysterious, but Nanshi you did not use your best "Sacrifice to Nephew" and "Struggle for Seat", but

Using the rare "Long Live Tongtian Tie", this poem by Chen Jiwu is more appropriate, and your realm has grown again!"

Chang Xian praised it while rolling it up and saying: "This is a true scholar's calligraphy. I will give this calligraphy to my disciple! I was thinking of leaving some heirlooms for your disciples and grandchildren!"

The old man was so angry that he said, "You are still peeing on the kang. Whose daughter can fall in love with a little monkey like you!"

"Hey, sooner or later, sooner or later!"

Chang Xian said with a playful smile: "Speaking of Chen Meigong, I like his sentence more: "It's not that idle people can't have idle time, and idle people don't wait for idle people"..."

"That's why you called Chang Xian, boasted about yourself, and used the ancients to defend yourself!"

The old man smiled and said that he liked Chang Xian's cleverness and lack of authority.

It is strange to say that he had many talents all over the world in his life, but the one he liked most was Chang Xian, who later did not engage in historical research and always treated him as a closed disciple.
Chapter completed!