I became famous for broadcasting my life as a social animal to different dynasties

Stars flashed across the sky, and the host walked slowly forward. A middle-aged man in a long gown and with sharp eyes came towards him. He said as he walked: "The Yongle Encyclopedia is the essence of Chinese classics and the continuation of Chinese culture. We will preserve it for the nation."

The host bowed deeply to him and said: "Thanks to the efforts of Mr. Zhou and others, the Hanlin Academy officially handed over the 64 volumes of the Yongle Encyclopedia to the National Library. Thus, the Yongle Encyclopedia began its journey of returning to the Hepu River and regaining its glory after overcoming disasters."

Zhu Di felt very uncomfortable after hearing this: "Sixty-four volumes? That's all? The entire Yongle Encyclopedia! This amount is not even a fraction of it!"

No, I have to do something!

Zhu Di immediately ordered Xie Jin to lead people to copy 10 copies of the "Yongle Encyclopedia". After completion, they were sent to various parts of the country for safekeeping.

Considering that wars were inevitable in the future, Zhu Di also planned to send one of them to the plateau area, as the geographical location there would be difficult for anyone to reach.

I have done what I should do, and all I can do is leave it to fate.

Zhu Di prayed secretly that the Yongle Encyclopedia could be passed down to future generations without a single copy missing.

Li Shimin was a little jealous. He asked Zhangsun Wuji: "Fuji, where are the classics of our Tang Dynasty? There can't be any, right?"

Zhang Sun Wuji was very calm: "Your Majesty, every dynasty has its own classics. My Tang Dynasty poetry is the best! Not only poetry is good, but also the articles of Han Yu and Liu Zongyuan. Have you forgotten?"

"Yes, yes, our Tang poems are even included in textbooks of later generations!" Li Shimin felt better, and after thinking about it, he said, "We can collect all the well-written poems and pass them down! What do you think?"

"Your Majesty is right. I will do it immediately."

Li Shimin nodded with satisfaction.

Zhou Jinyu felt very sorry: "There are tens of thousands of copies of the Yongle Encyclopedia! How come there are only so few left now?"

"Most of them were destroyed by fire and war, and some were looted by Japanese invaders during the war." Yuan Fei also felt sorry: "Do you know why the Dingling Mausoleum of Emperor Wanli of the Ming Dynasty was dug up? One reason is that historians at the time believed that the Dingling Mausoleum would contain a complete copy of the Yongle Encyclopedia."

“No.”

"Well, maybe in Yongling or Changling."

“Will it dig?”

“It depends on the country’s arrangements.”

Zhu Di was shocked by the conversation between the two: !!!

The purpose of digging up the tomb was to obtain the original copy of the Yongle Encyclopedia? !

It seems that he can no longer be buried with the Yongle Encyclopedia... But...

Zhu Di ordered another five copies of the Yongle Encyclopedia to be copied! I don't believe that such a large number of copies will not be passed down to future generations!

We must never give future generations an excuse to dig up his tomb!

Li Shimin instantly thought of the original work of Wang Xizhi, "Lanting Preface", which he had in his hand. He actually had this idea...

But think about it, people in later generations treasured calligraphy copied by Tang people as if it were a treasure. If they knew that there were authentic works in his tomb, would they...

With how crazy they are, they will definitely do that!

After all, this is Wang Xizhi. Even he couldn't let it go, not to mention the later generations who treasured the copies...

Li Shimin began to have a headache. This was not going to be easy.

The curtain continued to move. Following the middle-aged man in front, an old man in a long robe came over. He looked ahead with a firm gaze and said, "It is our responsibility to preserve our country's thousands of years of civilization and prevent it from being lost due to the times. Today, the Commercial Press will donate the 21 volumes of the Yongle Encyclopedia to the government."

"To preserve culture for the country is like fighting on a battlefield. You only move forward and never run away." The gentle and elegant man walked slowly towards them.

"Mr. Zheng!" Zhou Jinyu patted Yuan Fei excitedly: "I am not familiar with this person, but I am familiar with his name! Many of the translators of the foreign masterpieces I bought have this name! I didn't expect that he is more powerful than I thought, and he is actually the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau~~"

Yuan Fei: "Scholars in the past had many identities, which was awesome."

Another old man came over and said, "…Returning the pearl to Hepu and transforming private property into public property is also the natural duty that the Chinese people should fulfill."

The host said emotionally: "It is the efforts of generations of Chinese book collectors and book protectors that have helped the precious volume of the Yongle Encyclopedia to survive the disaster and be restored to its original state. The restoration of the encyclopedia is still continuing..."

Xie Jin's eyes were a little moist. These were the efforts made by their descendants to preserve the Yongle Encyclopedia.

Ji Gang, who was standing in the corner, looked at Jie Jin sinisterly and lowered his head again.

What followed was a series of plays performed by later generations telling the story of the Yongle Encyclopedia.

Xie Jin watched with great interest the story interpreted by later generations.

The other ministers looked at Chen Ji with envy and praised him endlessly.

Some people were indignant: Isn’t it just because of the fame of the Yongle Encyclopedia? !

If it were him, he would also be remembered by future generations!

Chen Ji frowned in the face of compliments: "No, the later generations interpreted it wrongly. My clothes have never been so gorgeous. They look like they were newly tailored, without any trace of life."

"And the hair, how did you get every strand so neat? Did you apply oil?"

Other ministers: ...

Is he showing off?

But when Chen Ji saw his past little thing played out in front of all his colleagues and the emperor, he suddenly felt extremely embarrassed. He wanted to dig a hole and hide there...

If Zhou Jinyu saw it, he would definitely understand his feelings. This is the horror of social death!

Zhao Kuangyin looked thoughtful, and he said to Zhao Pu: "The later generations really paid attention to education. You see, telling a classic book like this, letting people perform the story in the classic book on the stage, so that ordinary people can easily accept the content. It really achieves the purpose of combining education with entertainment~~"

Zhao Pu nodded: "Besides, there is something called television, which can easily transmit the content to thousands of households! Even if people do not leave their homes, they can learn about various things."

Other dynasties were also envious. Liu Bang sat up straight and said, "We still have the Book of Han! I wonder when it will be included in the Book of Han?"

Apart from occasionally looking at the sky, Kangxi was busy discussing state affairs with his ministers all the time.

Qianlong was still leaning against the door frame, muttering to himself: "The Siku Quanshu, the Siku Quanshu I presided over and compiled is three times as much as the Yongle Encyclopedia! Why don't you talk about the Siku Quanshu?"

The palace maid next to her thought in her heart: Could it be that people in later generations think that the "Yongle Encyclopedia" is better than the "Siku Quanshu"?

But he doesn't care which one is better, the most important thing is that he can see the sky again~~

Your Majesty, you must stay here longer!

Although she thought so in her heart, she still asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, let's go back. If you don't go back, I will ask someone to bring a chair over. Be careful not to get cold on the floor."

Qianlong ignored him. The palace servants brought a chair over and several people carefully helped him sit down.

Then stood aside quietly.

The imperial physician was waiting by his side with a bitter face, complaining in his heart: I really envy the future generations who don't have the bond of the nine clans...if one is unhappy, he will just turn around and leave!

The people watched and nodded: It is true that learning to read and write at any time can really change your life.

They didn't believe that the eloquent man on the sky curtain had never been to school. It was obvious that he was a well-read man.

Therefore, if you have the opportunity to study, you must seize it and change your destiny!