Literature, Philosophy, History 📖 文学，哲学，历史，📖

1. 251 大 The Rise and Fall of Great Qin: From Horse Keeper to First Emperor 大秦风云录：从养马人到始皇帝 Good Fortune and Happiness Beijing吉祥如意北京Historical468k WordsCompleted From a horse-raising tribe on the western frontier to the unified Qin Empire; from Shang Yang’s hardline reforms to the First Emperor’s grand ambitions; from Chen Sheng and Wu Guang’s uprising to the final outcome of the Chu-Han Contention: this book uses an accessible, humorous style to recreate the dramatic rise and fall of the Qin dynasty. 1.1kReads6.8Score—Shelves
2. 252 康 The Kangxi Dynasty: The Iron-Blooded Emperor’s Legendary Reign 康熙王朝：铁血帝王的治国传奇 Good Fortune and Happiness Beijing吉祥如意北京Historical428k WordsCompleted This book follows the life of Emperor Kangxi, Xuanye, from his ascension to the throne as a boy to his death in old age, offering a sweeping portrait of his sixty-one-year reign. It recounts the young Xuanye’s bold capture of Aobai and his seizure of power, as well as his celebrated military victories: putting down the Three Feudatories, reclaiming Taiwan, driving out the Russian forces, and campaigning against Galdan. It also presents his achievements in civil governance, from compiling canonic 4kReads7.3Score—Shelves
3. 253 汉 Tales of the Han Dynasty: From the Chu-Han Contention to the Dawn of the Three Kingdoms 汉朝事儿：从楚汉争霸到三国序幕 Good Fortune and Happiness Beijing吉祥如意北京Historical381k WordsCompleted Written in an accessible, humorous style, “Tales of the Han Dynasty: From the Chu-Han Contention to the Prelude to the Three Kingdoms” weaves together more than four centuries of turbulent history across the Western and Eastern Han dynasties. It begins with Liu Bang, a low-ranking official from Sishui, amid the taverns and tavern brawls, recounting his rise from humble beginnings as he rallied an uprising after slaying a serpent, fought Xiang Yu, and established his rule over the realm. It then 1.4kReads6.6Score106Shelves
4. 254 学 My Given Name Is Zhang Haogu 学名张好古 Listening to Water at Dongxi at Midnight东溪听水夜半更Historical2.4M WordsOngoing In Jinan Prefecture, Shandong, there lived a wealthy man. The rich man had only one son, named Zhang Haogu. Though he couldn't read, he passed the imperial examinations and entered the Hanlin Academy. Somehow, he even became a princess's husband. He only wanted to survive in a time of chaos, but had no choice except to rack his brains and find a way to end the war quickly. Yet war was everywhere: struggle, life and death, country and family. A man should be full of fiery spirit, riding through b 78Reads—Score—Shelves

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   A good book in the late Ming Dynasty, specially designed for old bookworms to read, with more than one million words.

5. 255 律 Seeking the Way in the Legal World 律界问道 Half a Scholar半个书生Urban1.2M WordsCompleted [Comeback and growth + charming lawyer + mysteries surrounding cold cases + officialdom and workplace + wits and will] He turns his life around, with Death brushing past him several times. A string of cold cases remain shrouded in mystery... 585Reads—Score113Shelves

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   The romantic barristers battle wits and courage, control the public prosecutor and the law, bravely explore the prison area, black and white, complicated and confusing, passionate interpretation!!!!!!

6. 256 林 Lord Lin Chong 林冲君 Xiong Wen夐文Historical1.0M WordsCompleted There have been heroes who were not sages, but never sages who were not heroes! One who can rouse himself may be called a hero. To rouse oneself is for one’s nature to arise from one’s vital energy. Dragging one’s feet and simply going along with the world, accepting what is and rejecting what is not, working all day yet never rising above a life of rank, land, house, and family, counting every grain of rice and every bundle of firewood until one’s spirit is worn down day by day, looking up at t 4Reads—Score—Shelves

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   This book has attainments in literature, history, and philosophy, especially in the field of Neo-Confucianism

7. 257 北 Northern Song: What a Coincidence, I'm a Spoiled Noble Too 北宋：好巧我也是纨绔 Natives and Local Pigs土著与土猪Historical3.8M WordsOngoing The first story's pacing is a little slow and it's hard to revise, so just take your time reading! The Great Song: This is a subtle power fantasy, not an obvious one. It might leave you itching for more! You can learn history while reading the novel, as the Yang clan's descendants rise to prominence again. Women: Li Qingzhao, Li Shishi, Pan Jinlian, Chen Miaochang, and Meng Chan. Men: Su Shi, Fan Chunren, Zhe Keshi, Zhong Shidao, Han Shizhong, Yue Fei, and Yu Yunwen. This is the brilliant splend 2kReads8.0Score231Shelves

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   The rise of a down-and-out family, a basketful of beauties in the late Song Dynasty, great book! Millions of words have not collapsed at all! Classic Lao Baiwen in the late Song Dynasty! Commercial farming, then the Western Army! Very attractive! Li Qingzhao, Li Shishi, Pan Jinlian, Chen Miaochang and other characters are created. . Thanks

8. 258 恒 The Constant Register of Parables 恒籍寓鉴 Xuanyuan Badao轩辕霸道Modern Romance1.2M WordsOngoing Synopsis of The Book of Constant Records: Tales to Awaken the Mind and Discern the Truth With “drawing wisdom from the classics to illuminate the questions of today” as its guiding principle, this book selects over a hundred classic fables and anecdotes from the various schools of philosophy, historical biographies and notes, and folk tradition. These include “The Frog at the Bottom of the Well” from Zhuangzi, “Making Up the Numbers” from Han Feizi, and “The Man from Qi Who Worried the Sky Would 8Reads—Score—Shelves

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   Records of the Two Wise Men of the State of Zheng At the time of King Zhou Xiang, people of the State of Zheng had a habit: when meeting a man, they would first look at "three things" - whether the yard was covered with green bricks, whether the carriage was gilded with silver, and whether the granary could be stacked up to the eaves. If anyone possesses all three of these, the neighbors will give a thumbs up and say, "This is a real man." At that time, there were two most famous doctors in the state of Zheng, one was named Gongzi Chu and the other was named Zishen. Prince Chi was the monarch's distant nephew. He had a good fortune and was assigned a good land by the Jishui River as soon as he took office. The soil in that land is so fertile that whatever you plant will grow. Within two years, Gongzi Xi built a courtyard with three entrances and three exits. The threshold was carved from a single piece of bluestone, and a golden plaque reading "Fugui Hall" hung on the gatehouse. The sun was so bright that it blinded people. His carriage was even more eye-catching. The horse's mane was tied with red silk, the wheels were covered with copper, and eighteen copper bells were hung on the shaft. It jingled as he walked on the road and could be heard ten miles away - it was deliberately letting people know "I'm coming." Every evening, the aroma of meat wafts from the kitchen of Gongzi Xi's house. There are more than a dozen tables in the courtyard, and the people attending the banquet are either rich or noble. He always likes to hold a palm-sized piece of jade, caressing it and telling people: "Look at this jade, it's transparent! A man must have such a decent 'inheritance' throughout his life, otherwise what's the difference between him and a farmer digging for food in the fields?" Someone asked him: "Doctor, the warriors in your fiefdom haven't been trained yet. What will happen if there is a military disaster?" The young master raised his eyebrows and said, "I have a granary and carriages. If something happens, can't I just spend money to hire people?" Looking at Zi Shen again, he was much shabbier. The land he was assigned was in the countryside in the north of the state of Zheng. It was full of stones. To grow wheat, you had to clear the stones first. After a year of hard work, you could only get half a full harvest. His residence was a three-room adobe house with a thatched roof that leaked when it rained and had to be covered with wooden basins. The person traveling instead of a carriage was an old donkey with gray hair. Zi Shen named it "Modian" because there was a patch of black hair on the donkey's back, which looked like a drop of ink. But the door of Zishen's house was even more lively than that of Gongzi Xi's house. During the off-season, the neighbors like to hang out with him, not to have a drink but to listen to what he has to say. Zishen didn't put on airs. He always moved his bench under the old locust tree in the courtyard, holding a branch in his hand and drawing on the ground. To teach farmers how to grow crops, he drew a sun and a canal: "In rocky ground, you have to bury wheat seeds deeper, like covering a child with a thick quilt, otherwise the buds will freeze; when there is a drought, don't just wait for rain, divert water along the canal, otherwise the seedlings will not be thirsty." When talking about getting along with neighbors, he drew two houses next to each other: "Which family doesn't have difficulties? The Zhang family helps the Li family build a roof, and the Li family helps the Zhang family harvest wheat, so that the life can be warm." Once there was a locust plague in a neighboring village, and all the crops in the fields were eaten away. The villagers came crying to beg Zishen. Zishen took out the only two stones of corn he had left at home, and took his disciples to the mountains to pick wild fruits and vegetables, and taught them how to cook wild vegetables and use them as food. At night, he was still copying the art of war under the lamp. After he finished copying, he told the young people in the village: "I don't want to teach you how to fight. I want you to know that don't panic when something happens. You have to find a way - just like treating locusts. Just stepping on them won't work. You have to find their nests." Someone laughed at him: "Doctor Zishen, you have to find their nests." If you don't even have a decent carriage, why are you worrying about it?" Zishen touched Modian's ear and smiled: "The carriage will be old and the corn will be eaten out, but if you know how to grow crops and solve problems, you will never be hungry or panic when you have these things hidden in your heart." In the autumn of the following year, the Di people from the north suddenly attacked. The people of Di rode on horseback and shot arrows with great force, and first surrounded Gongzi Xi's fiefdom. When Prince Xi heard that the Di people were coming, his face turned pale. He quickly asked the housekeeper to lock the granary, put the jade in his arms, and hid in the cellar in the backyard. The steward was so anxious that he stamped his feet: "Doctor, the Di people are about to break the city gate, we have to find someone to guard it!" Young Master Xi said tremblingly: "I... I have never practiced rural bravery, who should I look for? How about... You go and tell the Di people that I will give them food and ask them not to burn my house?" But the Di people didn't care about this. As soon as they entered the city, they burned the granary, robbed the carriage, and even took off the golden plaque of "Fugui Hall" and burned it as firewood. Young Master Xi was in the cellar and heard the shouts of killing outside. He was so frightened that he did not dare to speak out. He did not dare to come out until Di Ren left. When he saw that the courtyard was in a mess, the golden plaque was turned into black coal, and the jade was also dropped in the mud when he ran away. He sat on the ground and cried loudly: "My property! My face!" The Di people then went to attack Zi Shen's fiefdom. At that time, his son Shen was telling his neighbors how to build a canal. When he heard that the Di people were coming, he stood up quickly without any panic on his face: "Don't mess up, everyone! The Di people are fast on horseback, but they bring little food. Let's guard the city gate and close the gate of the canal. They have no water and can't last three days." When the young people in the village heard this, they immediately picked up hoes and sickles and followed Zi Shen to guard the city gate. People from neighboring villages also arrived. Uncle Wang carried an old ax and gasped: "Doctor Zishen, last year you taught me how to grow wheat and I harvested three stones. I can't watch you being bullied!" Even the salesman who laughed at Zishen's shabby way before also came with a load, which contained the rope left over from selling: "Doctor, use this to tie firewood to block the city gate. It's strong!" Zishen stood on the city tower, looking at the dark neighbors below, and his voice was particularly loud: "The Di people are not terrible, we are united, we are stronger than anything else!" He asked the young people to guard the city gate, and asked the old people and women to boil water and make dry food. He also sent two clever young men to go around behind the Di people and poke holes in their food bags - the Di people's food leaked all the way, and they ran out of food within two days. On the morning of the third day, the Di people saw that the city gate was tightly guarded, and they had no food or water, so they had to leave in despair. This matter soon reached the ears of Zheng Wengong, who summoned both Gongzi Xi and Zi Shen to the capital. Zi Shen came, wearing patched clothes, and his hair was as messy as a chicken coop. When he saw Duke Wen, he knelt down and cried, "Your Majesty, my carriage was robbed, the granary was burned, I... I have nothing now!" Zi Shen also came. The sleeves of his clothes were cut with a knife. There was still a little gray on his face, but his eyes were bright. Without mentioning his difficulties first, he took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Wen Gong with both hands: "Your Majesty, the Di people have retreated, but we have to prevent them from coming again. I drew a picture of a lookout and built it high in the fief. Next time the Di people come, we will know it early." Wen Gong took the drawing, looked at Gong Zixi again, and sighed: "I used to think that if a man had a house, a carriage and horses, he was capable. Only today did I realize that those things are just 'objects' for living, like a good piece of clothing, which is thrown away when it is worn out." But you, Zishen, have a plan in your heart, a responsibility in your hands, and a warm heart for your neighbors. These things hidden in your bones are the true "confidence" of a man - this confidence cannot be burned or taken away, and it can also make everyone around you feel stable. " Later, the historian wrote this matter into the history book, and added a comment at the end: "Gold and silver are like fallen leaves in autumn, which scatter when the wind blows; carriages and horses are like paintings on the wall, which bloom when it rains. Only the knowledge hidden in the brain and the warmth in the heart are like the roots of an old tree, deeper and deeper, growing stronger and stronger. A truly outstanding man never relies on his 'possessions' to support his appearance, but relies on his 'core' to establish the world - this core is the 'cornucopia' that will never depreciate."

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