After broadcasting the ancient times live, I handed the system over to the state.

What level will future generations need to reach to have such great power to see the heavens and the earth, and even beyond the heavens and the earth?

There are many more things beyond heaven and earth, and these things broadened the horizons of the ancients.

Our ancestors possessed such a magnificent imagination that they could not have conceived of it in a short time. This is a reflection of truth, not an idealistic notion existing in a dream.

"So this is the earth, and this is the sky..." Li Bai murmured, holding his wine cup in a daze.

"Why does the moon look so empty to me? Is there no Guanghan Palace or Chang'e?" Gao Shi asked, his face full of disappointment.

“It’s desolate and uninhabited…” Du Fu was also deep in thought, and looking at the ever-increasing field of vision, he felt a sense of exhilaration, as if he had climbed high and looked far into the distance, seeing the whole world. “After today, there will surely be many writers who will write about the vastness of this ‘universe’!”

That's true. The vast, silent, dark, and profound universe not only made them feel like they were in an abyss, but also inspired some people to write poems and compose verses. Painters wanted to depict the scene, but no matter how they painted, they felt that it lacked that ancient and timeless quality.

Zhang Heng was engrossed in watching, but he didn't forget to write down what he saw. "So this is what the vastness of the universe that these comments are talking about is like... There are so many things beyond heaven and earth... So far away, how did people in later generations see them? A celestial eye? I wonder if we can see this celestial eye?"

As he spoke, countless ideas popped into Zhang Heng's mind.

Looking at Zhu Qinggu, who was still unable to communicate with him above the sky, she still sighed.

Later, Zhu Qinggu watched a few more videos, but the earlier videos had such positive messages that they broadened the ancestors' horizons, so when she watched the cats and dogs she saw later, she didn't think much of it anymore.

Some cat and dog lovers were overjoyed.

Zhu Qinggu didn't watch many videos before turning off Douyin. She made a study plan and planned to start reading and studying that evening.

This was another difficult climb.

The phone screen, which should have been off, was strangely stuck on the screen saver scene, with the sensors still operating.

After the short video ended, everyone thought there wouldn't be any more footage tonight, but then the sky flickered twice and Zhu Qinggu's face appeared again.

She was holding a pen very seriously, taking notes.

The books next to him were stacked together. Zhu Qinggu had borrowed books for several subjects from his senior sister's postgraduate entrance exam. Although he was taking the exam the year after next, it didn't stop him from taking notes on the table of contents of these books while referring to next year's exam syllabus.

The focus varies each year, but there are always some key points that are covered every year.

Above the sky, all you could see was this small desk. On Zhu Qinggu's desk were several thick books, each one quite large, but each page was crammed with so many words, so densely packed that it made your eyes dizzy.

Zhu Qinggu was still flipping through the table of contents. He recognized each word individually, but he didn't understand them when they were put together.

—What about 'classification of organic compounds', 'acid-base theory in organic chemistry', 'alkanes and cycloalkanes'...

What are all these?

Previously, limited personal information about Zhu Qinggu was revealed on the screen, and the comments didn't ask about her identity. They guessed that her family was quite wealthy and probably a scholarly family because of her poised and elegant manner.

Although their views were somewhat unorthodox and their words inaccurate, this point has been refuted by some people under the sky for a long time, but no one has paid any attention to their words.

But if a family is a scholarly family, why do they study these kinds of things instead of "Women's Instructions" and "Women's Admonitions"?

What are these things?

"If that's the case, then how many words are in a thick book?" Li Shimin couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

“'Organic chemistry'... 'Organic synthesis'... 'Political theory'..." Li Chengqian read out the words on the spine of the book word by word. The characters looked somewhat stiff to him, but they were very uniform and had a unique aesthetic.

They may not understand other things, but they can generally grasp the concept of 'political theory' when put together.

Could even women in later generations learn 'politics'? The blatant use of the term made them feel naturally uncomfortable, especially those in power.

The art of abusing power is usually discussed in private, or it's something that someone has to learn through decades of experience in officialdom. Those who learn it become superior, while those who don't are just grains of sand or pebbles on the roadside.

But can everyone in later generations learn this?

Is it for the sake of becoming an official?

"Women learn this? Isn't that rebellion? Can you even understand it?" A scholar sneered, mocking the delusional fantasies of women in later generations.

Li San Niang, the scholar's wife who was usually submissive, straightened her back at this moment. "Why can't we learn? Haven't you read the Heavenly Book? Women in later generations can all become officials, and they are all poised and elegant. Those people like Feng Meng and Feng Menglong from later generations have written about it. If you people look down on women, you are looking down on your own origins. You were born of women, after all..."

"You! You! You!" The scholar never expected that the usually docile Li Sanniang would be so defiant today. He was so angry that he roared, "Women and petty men are the hardest to deal with! This is simply unreasonable, like a hen crowing at dawn!"

"Bah! If someone like you looks down on women, why did you marry me? Don't you despise your own mother? You're just unfilial..."

The scholar quickly covered her mouth, looked around, and said, "I think you've been watching too much celestial spectacle; you're bewitched!"

Seeing the scholar's somewhat subdued posture, Li San Niang's pent-up resentment of many years vanished, and she even felt extremely relieved!

Under the sky, countless women have relaxed their brows today, while some still urge their daughters not to emulate those above the sky. But can they restrain them for a time, or can they imprison their hearts forever?

Many people weren't focused on those things; instead, they were concerned about the pen Zhu Qinggu used. The pen didn't need to be dipped in ink, yet it wrote very clearly. It was just that Miss Zhu's handwriting was only average.

And that pristine white paper... I wonder how paper and pens were made in later generations. I wish they could have some too.

Some people are still discussing the contents of the book, but the terminology is incredibly difficult for them.

I only wrote some down, but it felt even more difficult to understand than the words of the sages. Is it only by learning these things that people in later generations can ascend to heaven and descend to the earth?

Later on, fewer and fewer people focused on what Zhu Qinggu was learning, except for the scribes who took notes. Although they didn't understand it, they still wrote it down first.

However, quite a few people would occasionally look up and see that Zhu Qinggu was still studying, and that it was already past midnight. They couldn't help but admire her perseverance.