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Due to the cold weather and the lack of heating in this library, Wen Miao felt chills all over his body after sitting for a long time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The palace maid hurriedly added a piece of charcoal to the brazier, and said apologetically: "This library has always been ventilated from north to south, and the lady is delicate and expensive, I'm afraid I can't bear the cold." ”

"This cold wind can still hold up in the palace," Wen Miao wrapped the cloak on his body tightly and said, "You just need to remember to add some hot tea to the palace, and don't do more than the rest." By the way, you remember to tell Your Majesty about the progress of copying the book in the palace to see if you can make it in time for the festival. ”

"Rest assured," the palace maid put those super good scriptures neatly: "The slave will definitely tell Your Majesty in time, only Niangniang is willing to come here to copy the scriptures in this cold and snowy land, and this sincerity must be known to Your Majesty." ”

"Don't talk much in front of Your Majesty. ”

Wen Miao picked up the brush on the desk, and a smile appeared in the corner of her eyes.

In order to get Yang An's favor, she went from not knowing a word to learning a good hand, and the hard work and hard work finally played a role today. She wants to let those who look down on her know that she is not just a good play.

In the imperial study, the palace maid of the Library Pavilion bowed down and came to the emperor.

Seeing that this palace maid was holding a few stacks of thick scriptures in her hands, Yang An put down the fold and asked, "These are the scriptures copied by the virtuous concubine?"

"Back to the emperor, yes. ”

The palace maid held the scriptures high above her head, and the old eunuch Chang Fu came over and carried the things away.

"Your Majesty, take a look at it first. ”

Chang Fu put the scripture books on the desk, and Yang An picked up one of them at random and opened it, with a satisfied look flashing in his eyes.

"Very good," he praised, "although the virtuous concubine is from a humble background, she is willing to learn a good hand with her tireless work, and this act is worth learning from all women." ”

"The emperor wants to reward the virtuous concubine?" Chang Fu echoed on the side.

"Concubine Xian will definitely be rewarded for her hard work, but not now," Yang An put the scriptures back on the table and said to the palace maid: "Remember to take care of Concubine Xian's diet and daily life after you go back, and if there is anything missing, come and tell me." ”

"The slave and maid thank the lord Longen for the mother, the emperor ......"

Seeing that the palace maid was still hesitant and didn't want to leave, Yang An raised his head and asked, "What, is there anything else going on in the Library Pavilion?"

Xiu Lian was entangled for a while, and he knelt on the ground with courage and said: "The slave maid begs the emperor to send more people to the library pavilion, although only Niang Niang lives there, but this icy and snowy pavilion is very cold, and the slave and maid are only one person, so it is always too late to add charcoal to all corners of the house." Yesterday, Niangniang also got a wind chill because the weather was too cold, although Niangniang told the slave maid that she was not allowed to inform the emperor of this matter, but the slave maid saw that Niangniang was so hard-working, and she still couldn't help but want to ask the emperor to add a few more palace maids to the library to serve Niangniang. ”

"Bold!" Chang Fu pointed at her nose and scolded: "According to your words, the emperor is suffering from this matter to the virtuous concubine?

"Okay," Yang An interrupted him and said to Xiulian: "Concubine Xian is sick, why didn't you tell me earlier? Later, I will let an imperial doctor go back with you, as for the lack of manpower you said, I will arrange for five palace maids to go over tomorrow, and don't let Concubine Xian catch the cold again." ”

"The slave and maid thanked the emperor. ”

Xiulian kowtowed happily a few times, she no longer had to watch Concubine Xian suffer anymore.

Half a month later, the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky came as scheduled, after the monks presided over the ceremony during the day, Yang An took a group of concubines and princes to the Hanyuan Hall for a family banquet in the evening.

"Your Majesty, there is an urgent letter from Lord Huang to you. ”

Just as he was halfway through the family banquet, Chang Fu came behind Yang An with a notebook. He also knew that this matter was inappropriate, but the lord stuffed himself with a lot of silver, and said that it was urgent, so he took the risk of losing his head and brought it to the emperor.

"Chang Fu, the older you get, the more confused you become?"

The queen accused him: "You don't look at when this is, how can you disturb Your Majesty with the affairs of the court." Did that Lord Huang give you a lot of benefits?"

"Ouch, the old slave is wronged," Chang Fu wrinkled an old face and said: "That Huang Da kept saying that it was an urgent matter to the old slave, and the old slave didn't dare to delay the state affairs, so he didn't have the courage to bring it to the emperor." ”

"Let's put it in the imperial study," Yang An said with a displeased face at this time: "This piece of music is nothing more than about the Ministry of Works' Shangshu relieving his armor and returning to the field, and they are all in a hurry to recommend their cronies to me, and they all want to let the people around them make up for the Ministry of Works." ”

Hearing the name of the Ministry of Works, the two people present pricked up their ears.

"Your Majesty, what's going on?"

Cheng Jingjing, who was sitting on the other side, asked: "Why did the Ministry of Industry Shangshu suddenly disarm and return to the field? The concubine remembered that he was only in his fifties, and he could stay in the court for a few years, right?"

"He has no intention of being in the court, and it is useless for me to keep him. Yang An suddenly remembered something, and asked the three concubines, "According to your opinion, how should I recruit the waiter of the Ministry of Works?"

"Your Majesty, do you know Lin Yan?"

Without waiting for the queen to speak, Wen Miao preemptively said: "Lin Yan was the champion of the imperial examination three years ago, but his family background is poor, and he has not yet found an official position. It is better for Your Majesty to hand over the squire to him, so that all the students in the world can have respect for Your Majesty. ”

"Sister, that's not right," at this time, a voice came from the side, only to hear Cheng Jingjing say: "Isn't it true that Your Majesty will not hand over that squire to Lin Yan, and the people of the world will not respect Your Majesty?"

"My sister is serious, I didn't mean that. ”

Seeing Wen Miao bow her head in embarrassment, and remembering her painstaking copying of scriptures during this time, Yang An said: "I have a lot of affairs in the country, and I didn't notice that incident. Lin Yan is indeed a good candidate, let him enter the palace another day, I will ask him what his personal wishes are. ”

"Your Majesty. ”

Wen Miao suddenly raised her head excitedly, it seems that her efforts for so long have not been in vain.

Just as she was happy, she heard Cheng Jingjing say unrelentingly: "Your Majesty, this matter is reckless, the Ministry of Industry is mainly responsible for the country's civil engineering and water conservancy, if an inexperienced scholar is placed as a waiter, how can you let him command the people below to work?"

"Then what is your opinion?" Yang An looked at her with interest.

If it were someone else, it would be a disobedience to the divine decree. But this person is her, and this is the only person in the whole world who can make him willing to calm down and listen.

"It's better for Your Majesty to let this position go out and let everyone compete freely," Cheng Jingjing said eloquently: "Since Your Majesty doesn't want this position to sit on anyone's cronies, he will run openly." ”