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Two people arrived at the adjacent room, and Qin Fu pushed the door open. Qin Feng rushed in excitedly!
He was truly amazed; there were indeed many books on the shelves, with several bookcases present. However, this room was not as large as his own bedroom, being less than half its size.
At the front, there was a kerosene lamp, followed by some writing materials like ink and paper. Of course, there was also an antique table and a chair.
A path a few meters long led to the shelves, both sides lined with books—there were just too many.
He couldn't help but feel very happy; he actually had so many books! It seemed that the former Qin Feng was indeed a knowledgeable person who loved reading.
He walked over to examine the shelves closely, looking for books related to the wars between the two countries and negotiations.
Some titles caught his eye; although the handwriting was somewhat strange, he could still make them out.
"Three Hundred Tang Poems," "Masterpieces of the Poet Immortal," "The Collection of One Hundred and Fifty Poems by the Poet Sage," "Romantic Poems of Two Hundred and Fifty," and so on.
The top row was surprisingly all poetry. Looking further down, everything was related to poets—not just the first few titles, but all the way down were poems.
How could it all be poetry? He hadn't seen a single book related to politics or military affairs. It was too boring; reading only these—didn't he find it tiresome?
He wondered how such a collection had been amassed; there were dozens of books here! This person turned out to be quite talented!
After examining this bookshelf, Qin Feng looked over at the adjacent shelf. To his surprise, it contained lyrics—many lyrics indeed.
Some had green covers with titles inscribed on them, while others had golden covers that looked somewhat luxurious, also labeled with their titles.
These books appeared to be neatly arranged and looked very new from the outside; they were well-preserved.
There were "Five Hundred Lyrics from the Late Tang Dynasty," "Three Hundred Lyrics from the Early Song Dynasty," "Two Hundred Lyrics by Famous Poets," "Romantic Poems One Hundred Ninety-Nine," among others.
This was simply absurd! To have collected so many poems truly astonished him.
Qin Feng still couldn't believe his eyes and moved closer. He scanned the shelves row by row, hoping to find some useful books, preferably about diplomacy.
But upon closer inspection, it was confirmed that indeed there were only words, and not a single useful book could be found, especially not anything related to diplomacy.
Wasn't this pushing oneself into a corner? Couldn't there be some political or military books left behind? Those would be the most useful in this era.
In the face of weapons and artillery, military knowledge is the most valuable.
Qin Fu also noticed that the master was quite flustered and said, "Master, there really are no books related to negotiation or diplomacy in your study. Even those on military and politics are scarce! You usually only read poetry and some biographies of scholars."
Qin Feng turned his head back, his eyes showing signs of bloodshot; he was indeed close to going mad!
"Am I really that idle? Just reading these books? Wouldn't that drive me crazy?"
"Is there really no useful book here? Are those over there just books about songs and poems?"
Qin Fu nodded, a lewd smile appearing on his face. "Actually, it's not just that; part of it is about the stories of Roguish Talent and Beauty, which are quite splendid, so the master finds them enjoyable."
At this moment, he truly wanted to smash a book over his steward's head; his own life was at stake, and yet he was surrounded by such useless things—what a waste!
However, he felt something was off. A Third-Rank Official in the court couldn't possibly have no political books at all; they must be hidden away somewhere. He planned to continue searching.
A maid dressed in a white robe entered. Her complexion was fair, her body slender, and she had a bit of beauty.
She was the maid Yun'er, whom he had once embraced on the bed, but nothing had happened between them.
She bent slightly, adopting a respectful posture as was customary for a maid addressing her master. "Master, the housekeeper, lunch is ready and has been served on the table. The lady wishes for you to join her for a meal; she has something to discuss. Master, please hurry over; today the lady seems particularly different."
Qin Feng was currently in a fit of anger, wanting to lash out but unsure at whom. He glared fiercely at this delicate maid; she was so Delicate and Graceful yet so timid.
Realizing he was angry, she lowered her head slightly as if preparing to be scolded.
A faint smile involuntarily appeared on his face. Why should he vent his anger on a maid? It wasn't her fault after all.
"Tell that cold lady that I need to find something very important right now. Let her eat first, and by the way, bring my portion to this study. That's it, you can go back!"
Yun'er raised her head, a hint of blush appearing on her fair face, as if she were shy or perhaps scared.
She stammered, "The lady is already waiting over there. It's not good for you to do this, sir! Just go, please!"
He could no longer suppress his anger. Negotiation? That was a matter of life and death! He never expected that after arriving in this era for such a short time, he would soon be sacrificing himself for the country.
Sacrificing himself for the country meant that if he died, they probably wouldn't even be able to bring his body back; the funeral would be hastily arranged.
"Get out, hurry up and get out! Remember to bring me my meal. Knock on the door when you come in. Afu, you get out too! I don't want to see anyone else here; let me be alone for a while."
Afu didn't expect it to turn out this way and wanted to stay with him.
Qin Feng grabbed a book from the shelf and threw it to the ground, urging them to leave quickly. He was really angry now and scared them away.
Although Afu didn't want to leave, seeing the master lose his temper—this was the first time! He even damaged his favorite book, so he left the room and closed the door behind him.
In this fit of rage, all the resentment in his heart surged forth; everything felt wrong!
Having crossed over to this era, although his wife was a Stunning Beauty, she was very cold and wouldn't let him touch her. That was fine! But not being able to have children was too frustrating!
His so-called wife's relatives were all like pigs and dogs; he was their relative yet treated worse than an outsider. They all looked down on him and mocked him as if he were nothing!
Even that useless Wang Xiang was like this. He was still a General but couldn't even defeat him. If he truly had murderous intent, he would have killed him long ago.
At least he should be allowed to live; he hadn't even enjoyed a good life for two days before they sent him off for Negotiation! That was a troop of fierce wolves! How many Peace Envoys had failed to return?
Looking at all the books in this room, which were utterly useless, he really wanted to set them all on fire.
Qin Feng charged forward with great force, grabbing the bookshelf and smashing it to the ground. Many books fell down, some even getting damaged.
He rushed towards one bookshelf after another, knocking the books down to the floor and stomping on them vigorously. They were nothing but useless books.
With a loud crash, the books fell over, and the floor was covered with them. He felt a lot of his anger dissipate and began to calm down.
He also felt quite tired; these books were not light, and pushing them around was truly exhausting!
He never expected that the officials of the court could be so foolish! All they did was stare at these useless books without understanding state affairs.
His eyes landed on a book in front of him, titled "Romantic Songs of Two Hundred Verses," and his anger flared up again.
I let you indulge in your pleasures, a bunch of good-for-nothings who only know about wine and women, collecting these worthless things! No wonder the capital was eventually captured and fell into disgrace.
In a fit of rage, he grabbed that book and began tearing it apart, page by page, throwing the pieces aside. He thought that only by destroying these would he relieve his anger.
Suddenly, a waxy yellow book appeared in front of him. His intuition told him that this was not an ordinary book; it was different from those flashy ones.
He looked closely at it; he could vaguely recognize three strange characters: "Strategies of the Warring States."
"Strategies of the Warring States," this bookworm actually hid such a good book! It recorded the wars and diplomacy of various states during the Warring States period—a rare find.
He picked up the book, but it was somewhat thin. If he could read through it all, there would be hope for a smooth negotiation this time.
Upon opening it, he found that many pages had been torn out. The disordered and complex papers on top were also waxy yellow, indicating they had been around for many years.
But dozens of pages had been torn out! Only three sheets remained. What a useful book this was! Yet now it was incomplete.
Could it have been him who did this before? That damned bookworm thought it was a forbidden book and destroyed it?
What a pity! It truly was a shame! He began to look at the remaining three sheets, hoping to learn something useful.
He glanced at one of the chapter titles: "Qin Wang?"
After watching it again, I found that the word before Qin is Assassination.
There are two characters in front that I don't recognize, and behind it is actually Assassinate King Qin. Who is this Qin Wang?
After watching it several more times, I finally recognized the first character; it is Jing.
This character is really hard to recognize, different from the Song Character I saw, almost like a walking animal.
I really couldn't tell what that character was. If I hadn't looked at it over ten times, I wouldn't have guessed that the chapter title is Jing Ke Assassinate King Qin.
It turns out to be Jing Ke Assassinate King Qin! Doesn't this mean to capture the king before capturing the thief?
I didn't expect that in my moment of venting, I would find something so good. Although it's only three pages, it should still be useful, so I started to read it carefully.
These characters are also quite difficult to recognize, like moving beasts. It's really strange; they are different from the Song Character and even more different from modern characters.
After finishing the first page, it was very laborious. This is due to Jing Ke Assassinate King Qin, as well as the preparations made, hiding the dagger under the map to catch people off guard; it's quite a clever scheme.
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