"You are Liu Yifan?"

A young official in a green official uniform, holding the fold of the letter that Liu Yiyi had just handed in, walked out of the gate of the Ministry of Rites, looked Liu Yiyi up and down with a little hostility, saw Liu Yiyi's appearance and the coarse cloth clothes he was wearing, pursed his lips slightly, and his eyes showed a trace of disdain and contempt. {First Reading}

"No, it's the student, this adult is polite," Liu Yiyi bent over with an indifferent expression and bowed his hand to the official. Looking at the age of the official, it seems that he has just reached the age of a weak crown, but he is wearing a seven-grade official uniform, no need to guess, he should be a son of a noble family, or rather, this is a relationship that has gone through the back door.

"Well, alright, come with me!" Ignoring Liu Yiyi's salute, the young man raised his head and hummed softly, then turned to the front and motioned for Liu Yiyi to follow him.

"There's Lord Lao!" Liu Yiyi saluted the young man again disappreciably, and followed him into the courtyard of the Ministry of Rites

The Ministry of Rites, the decree in charge of the world's rituals, sacrifices, and tributes, is the place where the cultural atmosphere of a country is the thickest, and the layout of the hall and the level of security guards are naturally different from those who are in charge of the country's punishment, law, and military affairs.

The courtyard of the Ministry of Rites, with red as the main color, dark black, light brown, and azure as the auxiliary, looks a little more elegant and kind, and a little less majestic and violent, and it is very good to stay in it.

The young official took small square steps, led Liu Yiyi to a small house on the side of the Ministry of Rites, threw Liu Yiyi a book book in front of a table and chair, and whispered to Liu Yiyi: "Make a record on this first, and give your name and surname." Identity, as well as current origin, and address are all written on it! ”

There was pen and ink on the table, there was an inkstone, Liu Yiyi glanced at it, saluted the young official, then bent down and picked up the brush on the table, soaked in some thick ink, and wrote down his current situation on the bookbook.

"Cut!" Squinting his eyes, he glanced at the font written by Yanagichi. Once again, the young officer pouted disdainfully. Obviously, the current level of calligraphy of Liu Yiyi is very disdainful.

In this regard, Liu Yiyi only smiled lightly, he knew that the ancients had the habit of looking at people by words, and liked to deduce and comment on a person's character from a person's words, this young official. I guess it's better. Liu Yiyi's current character is not ugly, but it is very ordinary, horizontal and vertical, without any characteristics and advantages, and it is reasonable to be looked down upon, for this. When Liu Yiyi learned to practice regular characters, he was already mentally prepared.

"The student has written it, please take a look at it!" Liu Yiyi stopped writing, picked up the bookbook, and blew lightly on the ink stains that had not dried. Then he gently handed it to the young official in front of him.

"Well," he took the bookbook with one hand and glanced at it casually, and the young official threw the bookbook on the table again, and whispered to Yanagichi, "Okay." Then follow this officer! ”

After speaking. The young officer put his hands behind his back and took the lead out of the room. took Liu Yiyi and ran to another door not far from here.

It was a study with stacks of new books, manuscripts and prints, all new.

"One is a thin letter of Hanyu Pinyin, and the other is a legendary book of Hanyu Pinyin, you go and get a copy of each, and this will be the basic teaching you will learn here from now on." In front of the two stacks of books, which were all printed editions, the young official stopped, glanced at Liu Yiyi, and instructed Liu Yiyi to pick up his own teaching materials.

"I heard you're good at writing poems and songs? It seems that in the Kuizhou area, it is quite famous? With his hands behind his back, he led Liu Yiyi out again, and the young official asked Liu Yiyi softly without looking back.

"Back to adults, poems, and songs, students have written some, but they are all graffiti, and this fame is far from being talked about, and adults are serious." Liu Yiyi replied quietly and humbly, holding the two textbooks he had just received, behind the young official.

"Oh, really?" The young official slowed down two steps, turned his head to look at Liu Yiyi, and saw Liu Yiyi's low eyebrows, he couldn't help but nod lightly, and said, "You like to tell the truth, which is much better than the official imagined." ”

What kind of words is this?

Liu Yiyi despised this young man fiercely in his heart, looking at his attitude, listening to the meaning of his words, this little gentleman who walked through the back door was jealous of the fame he had created in Fengjie.

"You will stay here for a month in the future, and learn this Hanyu pinyin with other private school gentlemen from other places," the young official then walked forward, and there were some more words in his mouth: "But before that, we Shangshu want to meet you, and we will be in Shangshu's study, and you had better be careful when you talk and do."

"Yes, students understand, thank you for reminding me!" Liu Yiyi glanced up at the local official in front of him, arched his hand and said softly, he seemed to hear some warning from the tone of this young official.

The study of the Ministry of Rites, on the innermost side of the courtyard of the Ministry of Rites, is a chic and quiet courtyard, and Liu Yiyi followed behind the young official, and walked along the pavilion corridor for nearly a cup of tea.

Let Liu Yiyi wait outside the door, the young official knocked on the door, and after hearing someone inside, he gently pushed the door and walked in slowly.

"Oh, it's Hikoyuki, what's the matter?" An old voice came from inside, it was the voice of the king of the Ministry of Rites, Liu Yi listened to it outside, he hadn't seen this king for a few months, and the voice of the old man seemed to be a little older than before. Listening to the name of the king, it was the name of the young official.

"Xiaguan Du Yi, I've seen Lord Shangshu," Du Yi, Du Yanzhi bowed to the king, and replied softly: "Just now, the one who came from Fengjie called Mr. Liu Yifan taught the book, and when he arrived, according to the instructions of Lord Shangshu, after the official made a record for him, he brought him over, and now he is waiting outside the door, I don't know if Lord Shangshu is going to meet him now?" ”

"Oh? The Liu Yifan of Fengjie has arrived? The king put down the brush in his hand, raised his head and glanced at Du Yi with some amusement, and instructed him: "The old man has been thinking about him for the past two days, and I don't want him to come here, hehe, go and invite him over." ”

Listening to the king's voice and words, this old man's mood today seems to be good.

Under the leadership of Du Yi, Liu Yiyi took light steps, and also followed up with Wang's study, put the two books in his arms, Liu Yiyi respectfully bowed to Wang, and said: "Student Liu Yifan, meet Lord Shangshu!" ”

"Well, you are the Liu Yifan who wrote about the difficulty of traveling?" Wang's two old eyes looked at Liu Yiyi's body, and there was not much disappointment on his face. As the saying goes, there is poetry and books in the belly, looking at Liu Yifan's appearance and dress, there is nothing outstanding, but since he entered the study, the look on his face has always been indifferent and calm, without a little restraint, just for this reason, the king concluded that this Liu Yifan is not a layman.

"No, it's a student!" Liu Yiyi arched his hand at Wang Qing again.

"Well, hehe, good, good, young and promising!" Seeing that Liu Yifan was neither humble nor arrogant, and had the lofty spirit of a scholar, Wang couldn't help but stroke his beard and laugh, so he opened his mouth and instructed Liu Yiyan: "Let's sit down on the side, the old man still has some things to ask Mr. Liu!" ”

"Thank you, Lord Shangshu, in this way, the student will be hairpin!" Bending down to salute Wang Yi, under Du Yi's surprised and jealous gaze, Liu Yiyi naturally sat down under Wang, and took the tea brought by the person in the study, and took a sip.

"Oh, Yanzhi, you go down first, the old man will send someone to send Mr. Liu to the academy in a while, so you don't have to worry about it anymore." Seeing that Du Yi was still there, the king opened his mouth and gave him another command.

"Yes, sir! Then, the lower official retired first! He saluted the king, and glanced at Liu Yi with some reluctance, and Du Yi bent over and slowly retreated.

"Some of your poems, as well as some small tunes, are now very popular in Chang'an City, and it can be said that it is extraordinary to be able to achieve such achievements in poetry and music." After Du Yi left, Wang picked up the tea bowl and took a sip of tea, and took the lead in praising Liu Yifan.

"Master Shangshu has won the award, and the student is ashamed!" I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in this old man's gourd, Liu Yiyi is very cautious and careful.

"I heard that on the first night of this year, the song head sung by Yi He Zhongliu is also Mr. Liu's masterpiece, right?" Wang stared at Liu Yifan's face, unbounded, but asked Liu Yiyi a little abruptly.

"Don't dare to deceive Lord Shangshu, the student and Shaodong, who is easy to live in, are friends, and that song is indeed from the student's hand, and the words are clumsy and contemptuous, which makes Lord Shangshu laugh." There was no longer any intention to hide it, and under the king's somewhat surprised and surprised gaze, Liu Yiyi admitted it calmly. I hope that the brother who still has the ticket in his hand can support one or two, and Lao Liu is here to give you a salute

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