This small order is like a wing, starting from Shanzhou, all the way north, crossing mountains and rivers, and finally arriving at the splendid Forbidden City.

The imperial study was originally the place where His Majesty the emperor used the imperial office, but in recent years, there was a small seat in the side room of the imperial study, not for the prince to listen to the government, but in order to screen the articles collected from all directions in the Great Wei State, and the errand of transcribing the articles was assigned to Yu Gui, the little eunuch who had just entered the palace. Yu Gui is also a hard-working child, in order to survive into the palace as a little eunuch, there are rules in the palace that do not allow eunuchs to learn to write, Yu Gui did not think about learning to write, but the talent for writing is very high, in other words, Yu Gui does not know what this word reads, but can write it in a good way, and the font is handsome, and the power is through the back of the paper. Therefore, the task of transcribing the article naturally fell on Yu Gui.

Yu Gui was called up by the old eunuch on duty in the middle of the night, although there was no dissatisfied expression on his face, but he inevitably muttered in his heart, this Lanzhou is a copper-smelling place where merchants accumulate and lack the smell of books, and there has been no eye-catching article for several years, how strange is it today, an article came in the middle of the night, and it must be transcribed quickly, and it will be handed over to the saint for reading tomorrow.

Quickly following behind the old eunuch, Yu Gui took small steps, and the afterglow of his eyes swept over the scenery around the palace one by one, although it has been a few years since he entered the palace, Yu Gui always feels that he is in an invisible place, a pair of swishing eyes are always watching him, maybe he will jump out and bite himself at any time.

When he arrived at the imperial study, Yu Gui held a kerosene lamp in one hand, pushed the door in the other, and then walked straight to the small desk, although Yu Gui was very close to the emperor every day, but he never dared to look up at the true son, there was no one in the imperial study tonight, but Yu Gui still felt scared, and he didn't even dare to sweep the dragon chair with the afterglow of his eyes.

Yu Gui spread out the paper, picked up the inkstone and gently grinded it. The winter in the north of the Great Wei Kingdom is colder than the winter in Lanzhou, grinding for a long time, the ink has not yet melted, Yu Gui is a little annoyed, angrily put down the inkstone in his hand, took out the article sent by Lanzhou from his sleeve, opened it, and took advantage of the candle light to take a closer look.

Yu Gui has read all kinds of articles, up to 10,000 words of large articles, as small as a few small chapters, if Yu Gui usually sees articles with few words, he must be very happy in his heart, because he can transcribe it without much effort, but tonight he was called from the warm quilt because of a small order, which is really annoying.

Yu Gui doesn't know poetry, every time he gets an article, he always counts a number, and counts carefully, a full thirty-three words, no more, no less. Yu Gui is not a clay man, he also has a temper, and his muttering spread from his heart to his mouth: "What is Lao Shizi, the governor of this Lanzhou Mansion is really nonsense, just thirty-three words just want to enter the small literature list, is it in a hurry?" ”

"Yu Gui!" While Yu Gui was muttering, a figure stepped into the imperial study and shouted casually.

Yu Gui was shocked, thinking about his gaffe just now, he hurriedly knelt down, and said with a trembling mouth: "The slave should die, the slave should die." But in a hurry, he heard who the other party was, and couldn't help but sigh, and then stood up quickly.

The person who came saw Yu Gui kneeling down, sighing, and getting up again, couldn't help laughing, walked up to Yu Gui, patted the other party's shoulder, and said: "Yu Gui, what's wrong with you, why did you come to the imperial study in the middle of the night, I wasn't afraid of breaking the rules in the palace and being cut off by someone." ”

Yu Gui didn't pay attention to the other party, and then grinded the ink, and said that the previous identity was much more noble than his own - the prince's companion, and heard the other party say that his father's generation died on the battlefield in the process of fighting against the Huns, and His Majesty remembered the loneliness, so he brought it into the palace and became the prince's companion, and gave the emperor the surname Zhao, named Qian. This prince's companion seems to be deeply loved by His Majesty, it doesn't hurt to enter and leave the palace at will, it doesn't hurt to walk in the palace at will, and it doesn't hurt to enter the imperial study at will in the middle of the night, this is a great emperor's grace!

When Yu Gui first entered the palace, he was trembling at everyone, either bending down or kneeling, bending down and kneeling wrong may be punished, but if he does not kneel, he may be beheaded. The first time Yu Gui saw Zhao Gan, he also bent down and knelt, although the other nobles looked down on the little eunuch, but a "get up" would always say, but Zhao Gan was different, turned his head and left, causing our Yu Gui to kneel for half the night, and then this elusive prince accompanied by Yu Gui kneeling in the middle of the night, and was surprised to see Yu Gui who was shivering from the cold, helped the other party up, patted the other party's shoulder, and said I have made up your friend.

This matter was ridiculed for a long time by the little eunuchs who entered the palace at the same time, and Yu Gui felt embarrassed.

Since then, Yu Gui hated this prince in his heart, but Zhao Qian didn't know it, and thought he had found a confidant, so he came to play with Yu Gui from time to time.

In fact, what Yu Gui can't stand the most is that Zhao Gan often does some ridiculous things out of nowhere, such as coming to the imperial study in the middle of the night today, thanks to his right to have this right, otherwise he would have been beheaded. For example, sometimes Zhao Qian would ask Yu Gui to look at the stars. Looking at the stars? Yu Gui felt that the stars in the sky were the same every day, and there was nothing to see.

It was these ridiculous and ridiculous things that made Yu Gui feel that Zhao Gan's whole person was ridiculous and home, and on a good day, the great emperor didn't know how to enjoy it, but instead made all kinds of moths every day, and he really didn't know how to be blessed in the midst of happiness. But Yu Gui won't say much, after all, having a friend by his side, even if he doesn't make friends, it makes people feel at ease.

Although Zhao Gan was a few years older than Yu Gui, Yu Gui always felt that Zhao Qian was a child who had not grown up.

It's not that Yu Gui didn't want to treat Zhao Gan with the same respect as he treats other nobles, but sometimes looking at Zhao Gan's handsome face like a little lady but particularly lacking, Yu Gui really can't raise the feeling of respect.

Zhao Qian took out a box of pastries from his sleeve and handed it to Yu Gui.

Yu Gui was frightened into a cold sweat, and asked eagerly and cautiously, "You went to the imperial dining room to steal something to eat again?" ”

Zhao Qian nodded as expected, picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks bulged widely, and he changed the topic and said, "Why, there is another article in the palace in the middle of the night?" ”

Yu Gui couldn't help the other party, he felt that the ink was almost grinding, picked up the brush, and began to copy this small order from Lanzhou.

Yu Gui has never learned the correct posture of holding the brush, how to be comfortable, and holding the brush is the most comfortable to write. It's not that Yu Gui hasn't privately corrected the posture of holding the brush, but the words written in the correct posture are crooked, and there is no charm and courage. Zhao Qian is not interested in poetry, and what he complains to Yu Gui the most every day is how boring and verbose the gentlemen in the palace are.

Zhao Qian sat on the desk, from time to time with his hand to block the light, Yu Gui couldn't see clearly, raised his head and glared at Zhao Gan, Zhao Gan said a joke, took away the hand blocking the light, Yu Gui lowered his head and continued, only to find that the ink was frozen again, he was angry, and he abandoned the pen and stopped drying.

Zhao Qian still looked cynical, and said in his mouth: "Don't be annoyed, I'll take a look at this poem, so that my son can taste it well." After speaking, he picked up the small order from Lanzhou.

Yu Gui couldn't help but sarcastically: "Do you understand? ”

Zhao Qian took the paper in his hand, swept it with a nonchalant face, and finally his face suddenly became extremely strict, but his eyes were blazing, as if Columbus had discovered the New World, the whole person was suddenly full of energy, his body couldn't help but tremble, and even the hand holding the paper couldn't help but increase his strength, and his mouth seemed to be suppressed for a long time, and finally two words popped out: "Good words!" ”

Yu Gui leaned his head over, his face was confused, he could write every word, but he didn't know it, let alone tie it into sentences, taste the taste, and muttered: "Okay?" ”

"Good, good, of course it's a good word, it can be said that the ancients have not been seen before, and the future has not come, shaking the past and the present, and it has never been seen in eternity!" Zhao Qian couldn't help but say loudly.

"Really?" Yu Gui will be suspicious, only thirty-three words, how can it shock the past and the present? Majesty Xià has read those 10,000-word articles, and there is no such evaluation.

Zhao Qian seemed to see the beautiful girl's pig Wuneng, and some danced with his hands, and shouted with a smile: "Yu Gui, what do you know, this little order is written...... Haha, the world's turbid literati finally have a master outside the world, haha, hurry, hurry. Do you know, do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin. After speaking, he put down the paper and ran out of the imperial study.

Yu Gui is not surprised, there are many things that Zhao Qian is inexplicable. Picking up that small order, Yu Gui finished copying it neatly, whether it is good or not, it still depends on the opinions of the scholars and His Majesty the Emperor, what do you Zhao Gan know.

(These two chapters are very important, very important, although there is no Lin Wan'er, but they are really important!) ）