Chapter 157 Ancient Books

"I found some clues in the ancient books I kept at home. It was a very long time ago, dating back to the late period of the Demon God War." Li Qin said softly. His eyes were deep, as if he could see through time and space and see the past years.

"Some of the records mentioned that the elder brother and elder sister were looking for their younger sister everywhere, and the parents were anxiously calling their daughter's name... In addition, at that time, the war had not yet ended, Chenyu Valley had not yet completely surrendered, and the Bubulu clinic did not exist. Wangsheng Hall was the largest pharmacy at the time. Perhaps Qiqi followed the master of Wangsheng Hall to learn medical theory and pharmacology."

After hearing this, Lin Huan nodded thoughtfully: "I see. Thank you very much, Master Yuheng."

"You're welcome." Li Qin smiled, indicating that you're welcome. "This is also a story of our ancestors. Maybe in a few days, I will have to go to the ancestral temple to burn incense and worship those ancestors, and report to them everything that has happened now... But it's quite interesting to talk about it. Modern people really know very little about this history, but it shouldn't be forgotten!" After saying that, he waved his hand gently and sighed.

“You are absolutely right.” Lin Huan nodded in agreement, his eyes full of thought and emotion, as if he saw the past and the future through the mist of time. “People really should not forget their history, whether it is those earth-shaking events, or small things like this that seem insignificant but are equally worth remembering. It is these seemingly trivial things that have accumulated and passed on bit by bit over the years, just like drops of water gathering into rivers, lakes and seas, with a long history and endless vitality, and finally constituted the prosperous and diverse Liyue that we see today…” Lin Huan couldn’t help but sigh, as if he wanted to pour out all the emotions in his heart.

As soon as Lin Huan finished speaking, it was as if a thunderclap exploded in her ears. She couldn't help but secretly surprised herself. It turned out that, without realizing it, she had fallen so deeply in love with this city. Although it was just a light description, the emotion contained in it was as deep and lasting as still water.

Li Qin on the side listened quietly, a smile appeared on his face, and suddenly said: "Yes, you are right. But... hearing you speak so emotionally, others will really think you are missing your hometown." His words were a bit teasing, as if he saw through Lin Huan's inner thoughts.

Lin Huan couldn't help but laugh when she heard this. Her originally fair and exquisite face turned slightly red. It was obvious that Li Qin had hit the nail on the head. She raised her head and stared at the small courtyard in front of her and the prosperous and magnificent port city outside the courtyard. She said softly, "Even though this is not where I grew up, it still left me with countless beautiful memories and made me miss it. There are too many people and things here that I can't bear to leave. I can't help but fall in love with this land and have a strong sense of belonging to it."

"Okay, no more joking." Li Qin's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, "I will go back and ask the elders at home to help sort out the ancient books. After all, my father just stepped down not long ago, and he has not yet fully adapted to the leisurely life rhythm after retirement. Handing this matter over to him will help him smoothly complete the transition of mentality."

"You really are..." Lin Huan finally couldn't hold back and burst out laughing. She was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say. "...You can do it, really!" After a long while, she finally caught her breath and gave Li Qin a thumbs up.

Li Qinze shrugged his shoulders, with an unconcealable smile on his face. Over the years, he had been exploited by the father of the previous Yuhengxing and worked for nothing. Now that the father had finally stepped down and he had taken over, he could finally hold his head high and be the master of his own house.

"Don't worry, I will definitely arrange a few more capable scholars to help him. I will never let him take on the responsibility alone."

“Well, if you need anything, you can always come to the Hall of Rebirth to find my father or Mr. Zhongli… They are all well-educated people, especially Mr. Zhongli, who knows the history of Liyue like the back of his hand. If you have any questions about Liyue’s history, you can ask him.” At this point, Lin Huan looked solemn, bowed slightly, and said slowly: “Writing history is of great importance and has far-reaching influence. It may even benefit future generations, so we must be cautious and not be careless, and we must not miss any details.”

In fact, back then, when Lin Huan first browsed the relevant literature in the game, she was filled with endless doubts and confusion in her heart - Liyue, a country known for its independence and self-reliance, why does its own history need to rely on scholars from other countries to explore? Could it be that everyone has devoted their energy to the in-depth study of the Rock King, thus ignoring other details and many historical figures, some of whom have even lost their deeds, leaving only a name... Isn't this too biased and unfair?

Some people may think that the people of Liyue have reached a fanatical level of respect for the Rock King, but is this phenomenon really normal? The history of a country should be multi-dimensional, comprehensive and objective, and cannot be limited to a specific aspect or individual. However, the reality is that other historical details of Liyue besides the Rock King seem to be shrouded in mystery, and can only be gradually revealed through the efforts of foreign scholars.

Lin Huan fell into deep thought, trying to find the root cause of this situation. Is it because Liyue lacks outstanding historians? Obviously not, after all, Liyue has always been full of talents from ancient times to the present. The problem is that historians focus on exploring the anecdotes of Lord Yan, and have no time to take care of other aspects (it can be said that they don't take care of anything...).

She sighed and shook her head helplessly. Recalling the debate in the legendary plot at that time - who knew the Rock King better, Lin Huan couldn't help but feel angry and amused. She was really embarrassed for Mr. Zhongli.

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