The Library

The library closest to the kitchens and the servants quarters was a small one, thought not at all inferior to the ones available at Xiao Ying's primary school and high school.

It was situated near the Physician's Office and various lower level and less experienced medics who needed the extra studying, information for the more common case studies, diagrams of practical experiments and anatomical studies.

The library was also open for any kind of casual reader as well, the library containing topics on herbs, plant species, sociology, psychology, geography, politics, negotiation tactics, provincial governorships, and all sorts of other topics, albeit with a slight lean into the medical side of things, with everything to do with politics mostly there to advise any travelling medics how to handle specific situations and how they ought to behave towards local lords who were unwilling to let their people undergo the vital treatments that the medics would be bringing alone with them.

Xiao Ying, overall, was satisfied with the content present, and knew that once Ming Cheng was able to get a hand of reading, he would be able to direct himself to the more difficult to understand texts here to expand on his knowledge and that if he ever needed to dig a little further to learn more about any particular topic or subject, Xiao Ying could easily travel to one of the other smaller libraries in the palace that would not be frequented by high ranking officials - their stock expected to visit the grand central libraries or their own personal collections for any issues, rather than the outer periphery ones, like the one that Xiao Ying was in.

The doors were open, and inside, there were a few people, mostly the same age as Xiao Ying, milling about in the room, sat at desks all clustered at one end of the room where there were was the largest window, letting in light that fell down onto the one, singular person who was rambunctiously scrambling notes down onto a blank sheet of paper, muttering all sorts under his breath about water pressures and the circulatory system of the blood, with a book open on the architecture of a particular damn and another on the circulatory systems of frogs, an abacus sitting on the man's knees as well as he continued to solve whatever problem he was working on.

Xiao Ying walked past him and made his way to the section on literature most similar to what of which Ming Cheng would study in the school, somewhat near the front to provide a façade for anyone visiting to make the place look more aesthetically scholarly, the six arts of course in mind for the display.

The Temple school would of course be teaching characters and would begin teaching their students through the use of basic poetry to have them learn, fully expecting that each and every one of them would already be capable of speech and would only require learning of characters and spellings, all of them already familiar enough with grammar.

The section of poetry would then be ideal for Ming Cheng, when he visited the library.