Chapter 457: Browsing the Confucian Classics!
Neither Master Xun nor Fu Nian stopped the Confucian disciples from their actions.
They were just as curious to see if Li Mo could really breeze through so many books in such a short time.
Soon enough, feedback came from the excited disciples that rushed over.
A gasp echoed through the air: “This… this… oh my god! It really is ‘Great Xia’!”
“Me too! Mine is definitely ‘Cloud Gate’!—”
“And I have this one!”
Another disciple, holding a bamboo slip, recited loudly: “Shoot one arrow first, followed by three consecutive arrows, each seamlessly linked… this… is ‘C连’.”
“Not a single word off—it’s completely accurate!”
A single stone stirred up a thousand waves!
The confirmations from several disciples instantly caused a stir in the library.
“The National Advisor really did read so many books!”
“What kind of divine skill is this?”
Someone, overwhelmed with excitement, stammered, “No, no, no, you’ve got to realize that he… he didn’t just read them—”
“—he memorized them all!” someone else chimed in.
Hiss!
Several hundred people collectively inhaled sharply, all looking at Li Mo with shock.
Stunned!
Perplexed!
Incredulous!
And even… envious!
If only they had such ability, they wouldn’t have to worry about failing their studies!
Even Master Xun couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of his eye.
Good heavens, I previously said it’d take me forty to fifty years just to read through my Confucian texts, and in the blink of an eye, you’ve perused so many?
“Let’s switch again.”
Li Mo waved his hand, casually ordering.
He couldn’t care less about their astonishment!
Right now, he was just eager to find clues.
Once I finish searching, you can continue gasping in awe.
The Confucian disciples were suddenly energized, moving quicker than before.
Soon, another batch of original bamboo slips was spread out on the floor.
Li Mo closed his eyes once more, using the same method to skim through the slips again.
“Swap it out.”
After a brief moment, he shook his head.
The Confucian disciples didn’t doubt him anymore, following his instructions to change to a new batch.
The bamboo slips on the shelves dwindled while piles formed in the corners.
Expressions among the crowd became increasingly dazed.
They were completely stunned!
The Confucian books were nearly all read through!
Sigh~ not enough, Li Mo lamented as the final batch of bamboo slips was finished.
Master Xun felt a twitch at the corner of his eye.
Good grief, after reading for a lifetime, you finish them in no time and still complain it’s not enough?
Once Fu Nian had the Confucian disciples reorganize and return the slips to their places, he approached Li Mo and Master Xun to ask,
“What exactly is the National Advisor searching for?”
He could feel Li Mo’s urgency—they were searching for something among these books.
Li Mo rubbed his forehead with one hand.
With so much information cramped into his brain in such a short time, even he felt a throbbing headache.
As he continued rubbing his forehead, he replied, “A method to alter fate.”
“Alter fate?”
Fu Nian blinked for a moment, then continued, “But fate is determined by the heavens; how can it be changed?”
Li Mo dropped his hand, looking at him with a smile and saying, “Precisely because it can’t be changed, that’s why we need to find a method, right?”
He didn’t intend to reveal anything about ‘The Human Book.’
Though he trusted both Master Xun and Fu Nian, ‘The Human Book’ involved too much.
And there was really no need for others to know.
……flowers urgently needed….
“Do not ask too much.”
Master Xun shot Fu Nian a stern glance.
“Yes,” Fu Nian understood he had overstepped.
A gentleman observes in silence; since the National Advisor is unwilling to elaborate, he shouldn’t pry further.
“Is there perhaps a rare treasure or unique edition hidden away?”
Li Mo still wasn’t giving up.
If the Confucian School didn’t have what he sought, hope would indeed be dim.
Master Xun shook his head in silence. “They’re all right here.”
What he was showing Li Mo were all original manuscripts passed down from the Confucian School over the years.
…
These originals were invaluable; regular Confucian disciples couldn’t easily access them.
Li Mo replied, “Regardless of what it is, bring anything left from before for me to see.”
Master Xun pondered for a moment and said, “Now that you mention it, I do have a few things.”
“See? I told you there’s more!”
Li Mo nearly lost his temper.
You old coot are still hoarding stuff?
Master Xun quickly clarified, “You misunderstood, the ones I have are the same as those here.”
Li Mo raised an eyebrow, “What do you mean?”
Fu Nian helped explain, “The volumes at my uncle’s place are those personally written by Confucius; the contents were copied down by disciples from later generations in the Book Pavilion, which the National Advisor just reviewed.”
Master Xun nodded, “That is indeed the case.”
Li Mo frowned in thought for a moment, took a breath, and said, “Bring them over too; what if there’s something missed in the transcription?”
Master Xun shook his head helplessly.
After reviewing them so many times, he surely would know if anything was missed, right?
But since Li Mo requested it, he had no choice but to comply.
He instructed Fu Nian, “Take a few disciples to retrieve the box from my luggage; remember, be gentle and careful.”
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