Pei Kun's always elegant court pace became more and more chaotic, and finally became a crutch.

There is a book called "Heaven is Destined", which tells the story of a ranger, a ranger follows a thief, breaks into a village, and happens to bump into the rich daughter of a bath. As a result, the ranger became the lover of the young lady, and the thief was hunted down to death. The thief was puzzled when he was dying, and what kind of treatment could he have for the same experience? Someone said something that broke the sky: Who told you to give birth to a roe deer?

Finally, the history museum arrived, and Pei Su breathed a long sigh of relief. If she continued like this, she feared that she would trip over herself because of her stumbling steps.

The history museum is in the west of Zhongshu Province, and the two yamen are not far away, but the excitement is completely different. The yamen of Zhongshu Province went in and out, and there was a constant flow of people, but the door of the history museum was full of doors, and there was no movement at all.

The main hall was quiet, and there were seven or eight bachelors seated. The oldest of these scholars was nearly seventy, and the youngest one was forty-six or seventeen, and there were more than a dozen scroll-ear tables on the hall, and a futon was placed in front of each case. There are four treasures of the study room and various books on the desk, and there is a large pottery urn next to it, and many scrolls are placed vertically in it, and as soon as you enter the hall, a smell of ink comes to your face.

The seven or eight bachelors are responsible for the revision of history, the preparation of letters, and the officials who summarize all kinds of copywriting, their work is relatively easy, and the historical events of a few years are only about 100 words in the pen, so they usually have nothing to do, except for writing, painting, and occasionally taking on some private work to earn some pen fees, that is, they gather together to recite poems and write poems, and enjoy themselves.

At this time, they were gathered in front of a few cases, shaking their heads and groaning, as soon as Pei Kun came in, several small chamberlains waiting in the hall saw her first, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute and said: I have seen Chief Pei!

Yes! Mr. Pei is here.

When the scribes saw Pei Kun coming in, they greeted him one after another. Pei Yan sighed, and said with a smile: Do you have any good works for a few bachelors?

A fifty-year-old bachelor twisted his beard and said with a smile: Manager Pei came just in time, Guan Lao just wrote a good poem, and he was about to ask Manager Pei to taste it.

Guan Lao refers to the oldest of these bachelors, this person's name is Guan Yi, he is sixty and seven this year, because he is the oldest, so when he sees Pei Kun, she is the only one who can sit in the seat without getting up to greet him, listening to the bachelor's praise, Guan Yi smiled, and was just about to get the poem that was written, and a bachelor next to him picked it up playfully.

The bachelor held the poem in his hand and said to Pei Kun: Zhang Moudai Guan Lao Yin, please take charge Pei to taste!

This bachelor's name is Zhang Liang, and he is also a bachelor in the History Museum, and he immediately held the poem in his hand, shook his head and said: Open the purple hall in the morning, and the good air will be in the morning. The north is in Huajing, and the east is new. The shadow is even fragrant and misty, and the light is bright and the clouds are frequent. The bird feather floated at the beginning, and the dragon text turned true. Straight suspicion crown wears in, long love crown kiss. Shake the auspicious clouds, and the courtiers will be reflected in the court.

Zhang Liang finished reading the poem, Guan Yi smiled and said: The old man got up early today and came to the History Museum early in the morning, and saw that the Ming Hall was holding a big court meeting in the direction of the monarch, and the hundred officials went to the palace, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Pei Kun said: Guan Lao's poem has lofty intentions and full of charm, describing the royal early dynasty weather vividly・・・・・・

As soon as he said this, Yao'er poked his head in at the door and asked in a loud voice: "Manager Pei, the things have been put on hold, if there is no order from the side, then go back first."

The old master Guan Yi twisted his beard, closed his eyes slightly, smiled, and bowed his head slightly, just like listening to Pei Kun's praise in a sound of Xian Lelun, when he was suddenly interrupted, he immediately frowned, opened his eyes, and glanced at her unhappily.

Ah! You are...... Miss Yao'er!

A little chamberlain waiting in the history museum heard Yao'er speak, looked at it, and suddenly cried out in surprise, and when he said a word, he realized that he was a little forgetful, and hurriedly covered his mouth.

This little eunuch usually likes to juju, when Yao'er was playing in the palace that day, he was also present to watch, and he remembered the idol in his mind very deeply.

Keju is really the most widespread and popular sport in Datang, and it has countless fans. This bachelor Lin is also a fan of bowing and juju, usually having nothing to do, and he will also make an appointment with Sanwuzhi, and he will have fun with juju or juju, and he can't help but be surprised and happy when he learns that the little woman in front of him is the Yao'er he often talks about.

Guan Fuzi saw that Master Lin was also so surprised by the appearance of a palace guard, and he was even more unhappy in his heart, so he dragged his voice and asked lightly: Who is this guard?

Zhang Liang replied on the side: It is a female guard in the palace, it sounds like she is good at juju.

Guan Fuzi sighed with one hand, his eyelids drooped, his left hand held the sleeve of his right hand, lifted the pen to fill the ink, and swayed on the paper, disdainfully said: Keju, the small way, it is not beneficial to the country, it is not beneficial to the people, it is just a gadget to entertain others and entertain yourself, can you use such a fuss!

Listening to his ridicule, Master Lin unconsciously blushed, but Master Guan's qualifications were too high, and he didn't dare to refute.

Pei Kun frowned slightly, this Guan Fuzi has always looked at the top, but with his identity, he has no bearing to care about a female guard in the palace like this・・・・・・

Pei Kun was about to interject a few words casually to expose this unpleasant atmosphere, and Yao'er opened her mouth with a smile.

The guards of the forbidden army have an inseparable relationship with these idle historians for eight lifetimes, and she doesn't have to worry about offending these historians, not to mention that she hasn't even thought about being a long-term leader in this forbidden army.

In fact, she didn't take Guan Fuzi's words to heart. It's not that Yao'er's cultivation has reached the realm of not being happy with things and not being sad about herself, but because so far, she has not regarded herself as a guard of the forbidden army at all, and has not integrated herself into the court and into this environment.

What she is doing now is only to find Yao Jinling and get close to the enemy god, when her goal is achieved, she will withdraw away, and the qiē here is just a memory for her, how can she care that Master Guan looks down on her proud Keju skills.

However, she didn't care about Master Guan's belittling of herself, but she cared about the feelings of Bachelor Lin and the little chamberlain being humiliated.

How can I sit idly by and watch them being humiliated for appreciating my talents?

Yao'er stepped into the hall and said in a loud voice: What this old gentleman said, I dare not agree. Although Keju is not a great way, it is not beneficial to the country and the people, if you really want to talk about its usefulness, I think that it is a little stronger than the poems that the old gentleman smeared and smeared!

As soon as Guan Fuzi's wrist sank, a piece of writing was broken, she raised her head angrily, blew her beard at Yao'er and glared at her: Ignorant little girl, what are you talking about? You say this poetry and song is a small way? Still...... Why don't you juggle things like juggling and having fun? How can this be true, how can it be!

Guan Fuzi is old, and when he vigorously promoted the sport of bowing in Daqi to improve the national level of riding and archery, he had long passed the age of learning to bow shooting, so he has always disagreed with this sport, and even had some resistance. He is an elder in this history museum, and the other bachelors and editors have given him three points, but now he has been taught such a lesson by a big soldier, how can he endure it.

Yao'er said: There was a great drought in the Jizhou area of Hebei Province last year, and the winter was very cold, and now it is the season when the green and yellow are not in season, and many displaced people beg to enter Beijing.

Guan Fuzi was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: How can this be reasonable! How is this possible, this ・・・・・・

Yao'er said again: The four towns of Muhua have fallen, and there are different opinions between the DPRK and China, some people think that Muhua is a land of chicken ribs, and it is a waste of people's fat and ointment, so it is better to abandon it and concentrate on China, so that Muhua has fallen and cannot be recovered for a long time.

Guan Fuzi's face turned even redder, trembling with anger, and said continuously: What nonsense! Nonsense. Poetry and poetry are elegant things, what you say is a military strategy, and the wind and horses and cattle are not related, you are really ...... cough cough cough ......

Yao'er didn't wait for her to finish speaking, and then said: The thieves on the Taihang Mountain are rampant, and if the local people arrest them, they will flee to the mountains, and if the local people are not investigated, they will come back as a disaster, and the local people will suffer from it and suffer unspeakably. Why don't you write a poem and bring them to justice?

Guan Fuzi's fingers trembled, his face swelled purple, and he pointed at Yao'er and said: You ・・・・・・ you...... You......

Yao'er's face sank, and he said sharply: The way of civil and military affairs, the foundation of governing the country and the country. Poetry is just a game derived from literature and Taoism, which can not build water conservancy, develop farming, let the people have enough food and clothing, and can not enrich the country and strengthen the army, serve the country, and help the world, but it is just a thing to entertain others and entertain oneself and nourish the body and mind.

Poetry is derived from Wendao, and bowing is derived from martial arts. Hitting the bow can strengthen the body, train riding and archery, entertain people in peacetime, and be of great use in wartime, how can it not be compared with your poems? If you really want to count it, your poems and essays, you have to shake your head, shake your head, and enjoy yourself, my bow, princes and nobles, scholars and literati, the common people, peddlers and pawns, everyone can enjoy it, can you compare?

Your poems, racking your brains, chewing words, one by one to raise limbs are not diligent, grains are not divided, my juju can strengthen the body, can train riding and archery, protect the family and defend the country, is it better? Not far from this history museum, it is the Zhongshu Province, the ministers in the Zhongshu Province, the daily management of all opportunities, and the world's major affairs, which one relies on your useless poetry?

You...... You......

Guan Fuzi was so angry that his eyes turned black for a while.

Yao'er ignored him anymore, smiled and saluted Pei Su, and said: Manager Pei, there is still a job in the next place, if there is no order from the side, I will go back to Wucheng Hall to be on duty.

You, go for it!

Pei Kun's eyes shone with a strange light, he really didn't expect Yao'er to be able to say such a thing, to have such an insight. Yao'er smiled, turned around and left, Pei Su looked at her back, slightly distracted.

Later, when Guan Fuzi saw that Yao'er was leaving, he stood up angrily. Unexpectedly, because he sat for too long, the blood flow in his legs was not smooth, he stood up suddenly, his legs were wooden, his head was bloodless, and his eyes were dark, so he fell backwards, Zhang Liang hurriedly held him up, and shouted: Old bachelor, what's wrong with you?