The day before yesterday, Scholar Bai saw him smiling at the Golden Palace, his words were sharp, and he didn't even pay attention to Taishi Cai and his ilk, and he was still a little worried that he had the pull of Taiwei Chen, what should he do if he was rude by his side, and at this moment he saw his obedient attitude, he was very satisfied, so he said politely:

"Fang is waiting to recruit talented people who have learned people, and he has won the appreciation of His Majesty, and the future is limitless, maybe in the future, the old man will rely on you to carry him, hahahaha."

The two of them were polite to each other, Scholar Bai got up and personally led Fang Hao to the colleagues of the Hanlin Academy to get acquainted, Fang Hao was a little flattered, after all, Scholar Bai was a member of the imperial court, the leader of the unit, and personally led his little secretary to meet his colleagues, this face is not small.

While walking, Scholar Bai briefly introduced the current situation of the Hanlin Academy to Fang Hao.

At the beginning of the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, the Hanlin Academy was originally for the emperor to draft edicts, take charge of literary and historical classics, compile and revise historical books, but since Cai Jing's dictatorship, he united with Liang Shicheng and Li Bangyan to establish the Zhongshu Province, and separated the important responsibility of drafting edicts from the Hanlin Academy and controlled it himself, so the Hanlin Academy at this time was actually only equivalent to a national library and a literary and historical compilation hall.

There are not many personnel in the hospital, and the subordinates of Bai Daxue are only two bachelors, two bachelors, twelve doctors of the Five Classics, two classics, two scholars, one Confucius, six revisionists, three editors, three reviewers, plus Bai scholars themselves and Fang Hao, who has just arrived, a total of 36 people.

Listening to the brief introduction of Scholar Bai, Fang Hao also had a preliminary understanding of the responsibilities of these people, the Hanlin Academy had completely reduced to a cold department standing aside at this time, and there were only five people who could often see His Majesty Huizong himself.

Among them, Bai Daxue himself normally attended the court ceremony every three days on behalf of the Hanlin Academy, and the two attendant scholars and two attendant scholars were on duty in the palace every day, and when His Majesty Huizong had a Yaxing who recited poems and sentences one day, they were responsible for recording and correcting the defects.

Dr. Wujing is responsible for the annotation and explanation of the five classics of Yi, Shu, Poems, Li, and Spring and Autumn, and has the opportunity to give lectures to local students in various state capitals outside Beijing every year.

To put it bluntly, the classics, the attendants, Confucius and others are just the administrators of the National Library, the classics are the chief and deputy directors of the library, the attendants are responsible for the management of the books, and Confucius is responsible for the management of archives.

Revision, editing, and reviewing are responsible for the compilation of historical books, and the revision is responsible for the revision of the historical books of the previous dynasty, the editing is responsible for the compilation of the historical books of the current dynasty, and the review is responsible for the text proofreading.

And Fang Hao's appointment is just to give Bai Daxue a start, which is equivalent to a structured secretary for Bai Daxue in the imperial court.

The people in this group used to be beautiful students who have gone through scientific examinations, and there are many of them who are the champions of the list, but they have no backstage or offended the magnate, even if they are famous outside before being admitted to the hospital, at this time they are just spending their life's energy and time in the ancient books of literature and history like a mountain, leading a meager fortune, from a vigorous youth to an old man with drooping white hair, and just spending this life in vain.

Listening to Scholar Bai's lonely tone, Fang Hao couldn't help but feel a little desolate in his heart, what did he do as an official...... It doesn't seem to be very beautiful, isn't it sent to retire early?

After following Scholar Bai to visit all his colleagues one by one, Fang Hao's enthusiasm when he came to work on the first day in the morning was like being poured on his head again, no, a bucket of ice water, poured directly into his heart, pulling out the cold.

In addition to himself, the youngest of these people were also in their forties, most of them were gray-bearded drooping old men, and even the editors and editors walked tremblingly and crutches, as if they were about to die if they couldn't catch it in one breath.

When these people saw Scholar Bai leading them over, although they still greeted them according to the officialdom etiquette, they didn't have a trace of a smile on their faces.

Except for a few doctors of the Five Classics who were forty or fifty years old and a little younger, they also greeted him sympathetically, and let out a few sighs that were also fallen people at the end of the world, and the other old people didn't even look at Fang Hao, as if there was no such person as him at all, and they only cared about complaining with Bai Daxue.

"Lord Bai, look at the paper and ink we use, it's getting more and more unlikely, this paper is simply straw paper to wipe the buttocks, this ink is stinky at all, how can this make us compile history books, insulting Sven, insulting Sven."

"Lord Bai, you see that I have even used a brush here this month, but Curry just can't get it, saying that the household department does not approve the silver, is it that we are dignified and don't even have the silver to replace a few brushes for the Hanlin Academy?"

"Lord Bai, the house of the classic library has been leaking for several months, whenever it rains, it rains heavily outside, and it rains lightly in the house, this is all a library of precious ancient books, what if it is destroyed by the rain? When will the household department allocate some money to repair it? ”

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Mr. Bai was full of smiles and an excellent attitude, but he spread his hands out in a helpless way for everyone who complained: "Alas, everyone, wait a minute, the old man will apply again, our funds are already very small, and the household department has to deduct a lot of taps when it is distributed every month, and the big and small things in the hospital need silver, so we always have to wait slowly." ”

Several elders sighed and shook their heads, and stopped talking, obviously these questions have long been commonplace, and whining is a reflex, and they don't have any really useful thoughts in their hearts.

"Stay up, stay up, stay up for a few more years, the old man can't walk, Zhishi will go home to retire, plant fields, study, this life, finally come over so peacefully, alas, ......"

An old man sighed loudly, and there was not even a trace of vitality in his cloudy old eyes.

Scholar Bai also shook his head and sighed and left, returned to Hongwen Hall, and said with a smile: "Fang is waiting to be recruited, what do you feel in your heart when you see it today?" ”

Fang Hao followed behind and hung his head in frustration, thinking to himself that Lao Tzu had realized a bird, this entire Hanlin Courtyard was lifeless, like a tomb of the living dead, could it be that Lao Tzu would accompany these old people here in the future?

Deflated, his face was still barely cheered up, and he smiled: "Xiaguan...... Xia Guan has a lot of feelings, this Hanlin Academy is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and it is worthy of being a place where the literary circles of the Great Song Kingdom gather. ”

Master Bai laughed loudly, laughed for a long time and slowly calmed down, waved his hand tiredly, and said, "There is a room next door, you go and clean it up, and it will be there in the future." ”

"Yes, yes, thank you Scholar Bai," Fang Hao hurriedly agreed, and asked suspiciously: "Then, what will the next official do?" ”

Scholar Bai squinted his eyes and said, "What to do?" What's there to do? Just sit there slowly, and you'll get old after a few decades. ”

Fang Hao was speechless.