Chapter 292: Make things difficult (two more)

Chapter 292 Making things difficult (two more)

The weather in the capital at the end of May is sultry and hot like midsummer.

Xiao Liulang has been to the Hanlin Academy for 20 days. He is listed in the Hanlin Academy for writing, but because he is a newcomer, he still focuses on studying.

In the morning, there will be a dedicated attendant or attendant lecturer to teach them, the class time is one hour, and the rest of the time is self-study.

If you don’t understand, you can ask the attendant and attendant lecturers in private, or you can consult a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy or a doctor of the Five Classics.

The highest official of the Hanlin Academy is a Bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, a grade five, who is in charge of the Hanlin Academy's major and minor matters. He is busy with official duties and generally has no time to answer questions for new officials.

Under the Hanlin Academy’s bachelor, there are two attendants, two attendants, and the sixth grade. They mainly serve as lectures. They are not limited to cultivating officials and concubines from the Hanlin Academy. If they have enough qualifications, they will have the opportunity. Entering the palace was for the emperor and prince to give lectures.

Xiao Liulang was compiled by the Hanlin Academy, from the sixth grade.

Bangyan Junwang and Tanhua Lang Ning Zhiyuan were edited and edited by the Hanlin Academy, and he was the seventh grade.

Under the three people, there are nine doctors of the Five Classics, the eighth grade.

It is worth mentioning that among all the officials of the Imperial Academy, only the Doctors of the Five Classics are hereditary.

Therefore, even if they are not high-ranking, they have very strong literary quality and foundation, and they have an outstanding status in the imperial court.

In addition, there are two people from the eighth grade classics, two people from the Zhengjiu product waiter, six people from the nineth grade waiter, and the first-grade unsuccessful hole list.

The responsibilities of the Hanlin Academy in the dynasties were different. The Hanlin Academy in this dynasty was in charge of matters such as the administration, history, and Wenhan, and also wrote the emperor’s daily notes.

Xiao Liulang and his colleagues gradually began to come into contact with some basic Wenhan matters after studying for a period of time.

Today, a surnamed Yang Xiuzhuan called Xiao Liulang over.

He is the oldest editor with qualifications. Not surprisingly, he will be promoted after the year-end assessment. Now all the editors of the Imperial Academy are under his control.

He asked Xiao Liulang to write an inscription, saying that His Majesty planned to rebuild the imperial tomb.

After half an hour, Xiao Liulang gave the inscription he had written to Yang Xiu.

After reading it, Yang Xiuzan frowned with great dissatisfaction: "You are the top pick in the new division anyway, are you at this level? Look at what you wrote yourself? This kind of inscription is given to your majesty and you have to anger your majesty !"

Xiao Liulang paused, and asked: "Then, may I ask, which sentence will irritate Your Majesty?"

Yang Xiu wrote with an unbelievable expression: "Which words can't you see by yourself? Still use me to teach you? How did you become the number one champion?"

Xiao Liulang pursed his lips, didn't say anything, went back and rewritten a copy.

As a result, Yang Xiuzan is still dissatisfied.

Xiao Liulang wrote seventeen or eight inscriptions this morning, all of which were sent back by Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiu wrote angrily: "Why can't you even write a decent inscription? I think you don't want to eat lunch, stay here and continue writing for me! Write until I am satisfied!"

After that, Yang Xiuzhuan dropped Xiao Liulang and went coldly to the restaurant of the Hanlin Academy.

Xiao Liulang took the inscription back to the office room, and continued to polish, pick up the pen, and write the inscription.

It was sultry and hot, and his office room was like a steamer. Sweat leaked from his body, soaking his clothes.

Suddenly, a head with an official hat came in, pinched his nose and looked around, making sure that no one was outside and flashed into the room holding the food box quietly.

A shadow was pressed on his paper, Xiao Liulang's writing motion stopped, and he looked up at him: "Why are you here?"

Ning Zhiyuan put the food box on the table and said, "I'll give you food! Just now I ran into Feng Lin and Lin Chengye in the restaurant. They asked me why you didn't come to eat, I said you have eaten."

As he spoke, he opened the lid of the food container.

is not a good dish.

His family is poor and the price of goods in the capital is high. His meager salary is not enough for himself every month.

He brought Xiao Liulang a bowl of Yangchun noodles, sprinkled a few chopped green onions, and brought a plate of brined bean sprouts.

That's...Xiao Liulang's house is too close to the courthouse. The weather is cold and fashionable. Now it is hot and it tastes a bit big.

He hurriedly closed the doors and windows.

Finally tastes better, but the house looks more like a steamer.

"Hurry up and eat!" Ning Zhiyuan urged Xiao Liulang.

Xiao Liulang didn't pretend, took out the bowls and chopsticks, and ate Yangchun noodles and braised bean sprouts.

The taste of Yangchun noodles is weak, and the taste of braised bean sprouts is salty, but he is not picky about anything and eats very cleanly.

It's only been a short while, Ning Zhiyuan can already wring out water, I really don't know how Xiao Liulang came here every day.

Seeing that Xiao Liulang had finished eating, Ning Zhiyuan hurriedly resisted the exhaustion of heatstroke and walked over to open the doors and windows.

A breeze blows, relieving the heat... but also in ecstasy.

Xiao Liulang put away the dishes and chopsticks.

Ning Zhiyuan looked at the dense pile of inscriptions on his desk, hesitated, and asked, "Yang Xiuzan embarrassed you again?"

Not the first time.

The previous few times were rather obscure, only to rewrite it three or five times, but today I didn’t even have Xiao Liulang for lunch.

Ning Zhiyuan picked up a few inscriptions and looked at it, and said speechlessly: "It's much better than me. He praised me in the morning... I think you don't write new ones, just take one and give it to you. Hand it in, I bet you haven’t read anything you wrote before!"

But it is undeniable that each of Xiao Liulang’s inscriptions is indeed better than the previous one, but his first one was already amazing enough.

How did this guy do it?

"Did no one see you when you came here?" Xiao Liulang asked.

Ning Zhiyuan smiled and said, "I'm all eating, no one pays attention to me."

"Don't stay too long, go back early." Xiao Liulang said, taking out a naked silver boy from the purse, "This is the money for the meal."

Ning Zhiyuan waved his hand: "I don't want your silver! I can still afford a bowl of Yangchun noodles!"

Xiao Liulang thought for a while, and didn't force it anymore: "Okay, thanks a lot."

Ning Zhiyuan sat here for a while again. It was really dull and unpleasant. It was really embarrassing for Xiao Liulang. He stayed in such a difficult place every day and was kept wearing small shoes.

Change him, I'm afraid he would collapse and resign.

"You... forget it."

He wanted to persuade Xiao Liulang to give King Anjun to be soft. In fact, it wasn't King An to fix him. King An just came and couldn't call these people. Ning Zhiyuan guessed that it was Taifu Zhuang's instruction.

Let Xiao Liulang suffer a bit.

But if King An is willing to deal with it, he can protect Xiao Liulang a little bit.

How to say that the three of them are also the top three in this session. The emperor’s students, the friendship of the same family, are different friendship.

But he also understands that Xiao Liulang is not such a person who violates yang and yin.

"You go back." Xiao Liulang said, "It's too hot here."

"Okay, I'm leaving." Ning Zhiyuan saw that he did not want to delve into this topic, sighed, took the food container, and went out cautiously.

In the afternoon, Xiao Liulang gave a new inscription written by himself to Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiu's writing is naturally a bunch of picky words. If it weren't for the rules, he might have to throw this bunch of inscriptions on Xiao Liulang's head.

"Incompetent bungler!"

He was so angry that he sat back on the chair and glared at Xiao Liulang: "What are you doing with the pestle? Why don't you go and rewrite it!"

Xiao Liulang turned around and left.

"Hey—what's your attitude—" Yang Xiuzhuan gritted his teeth and was about to have an attack when King An suddenly walked in.

He looked at Xiao Liulang who was walking towards him, and then at Yang Xiuzhuan who was making smoke from Qiqiao, Wen Runzhong said with a hint of guilt: "Isn't it time for me?"

"Why?" Yang Xiuzhuan changed his face in a second, stood up grinning, and walked in front of King An, bowing his hands in a salute.

Jun An avoided his ceremony and said politely: "There is no Jun Wang here, only Zhuang Yuheng. Yang Xiu wrote too much ceremony."

"Ah...yes! Yes!" Yang Xiuzhu laughed, scratching his head, and asked, "Yuheng is looking for... uh... is there something to do with me?"

King An said: "I ran into Bachelor Han just now on the way here. Master Han said that there are a number of history books in Yueluoshan's Library that need to be edited. Let Yang Xiu write you a few people over there. It's best to sort them out today. Finish."

Yueluoshan’s Cangshu Pavilion was donated by a private hermit. There are many history books from dynasties and dynasties in it, but some history needs to be re-edited.

Yang Xiu wrote and hurriedly said: "Okay, I will take someone over right away! Edited by Zhuang..."

"I can go." Jun Wang nodded.

Yang Xiu wrote that she smiled brightly.

Anjun Wang looked at Xiao Liulang who had already gone out and said, "Bring Xiao Xiu's writings with you, I remember that he is very good in history."

Yang Xiu wrote flatteringly: "It's incomparable to you!"

However, since King An had spoken, Yang Xiuzhuan temporarily abandoned his plan to torture Xiao Liulang to write the inscription, and instead took Xiao Liulang and King An and his party to Yueluo Mountain outside the capital.

Ning Zhiyuan didn't go, he was called to do chores by the attendant in the afternoon.

(End of this chapter)