Many people had heard the saying, "Books contain houses of gold; books contain beauties like jade," using wealth and beauty to encourage everyone to study.
These two lines came from the "Poem to Encourage Learning." Its full text actually included: a thousand measures of grain, horses in crowds, houses of gold, and beauties like jade.
And that was not all. Books also contained time.
Zhu Juntang had once sworn that whoever dared compete with her sister for favor would be rammed with sheep's horns, trampled with sheep's hooves, and sat on in the face with a sheep's backside!
It felt as though a long time had passed, but in reality, it had only happened yesterday at noon, after the video call with Professor Liu Jianshe.
Naturally, she had made that vow because Zhu Juntang had noticed some of Yan Qingcheng's little thoughts.
After yesterday's video call ended, Zhu Juntang had used the masterful face-changing art of Sichuan opera as a metaphor. By observing the other party's reaction, she realized that Yan Qingcheng had already discovered that Professor Liu Jianshe might be Liu Chang'an.
This was not originally such a big deal. In today's society, even if you discovered that the world you lived in was virtual, a little game created by some great power, an alien breeding ground, or a playground for gods—so what?
If what you discovered was a truth most people were unwilling to accept, then the more hysterically you shouted and the more desperately you tried to expose it, the worse your end would be. The more likely you were to be locked in a mental hospital as a lunatic, or even erased.
Especially when you were insignificant and powerless, you should quietly forget the truth, go with the flow, and bury it in your heart. That