Lin Jialiang's study was filled with numerous books, all thread-bound, including the *Analects*, the *Tao Te Ching*, and the *Spring and Autumn Annals*. These classics were worn and frayed, clearly having been read countless times.
Lin Su's fingers lightly touched them, and in his mind, on that withered branch, more than a dozen leaves quietly sprouted.
Absolutely no one would imagine that in the time it took him to walk around, he had become a scholar; those dozen or so steps were equivalent to more than ten years of arduous study for scholars throughout the world.
Beside a dozen or so classic works from the Hundred Schools of Thought, there was a book with a yellow cover. Lin Su opened it and saw it was *The Great Cangcai Poetry Collection*. The opening lines read: "This book collects
