Cui Jianxuan had Du Sanniang personally supervise the preparation for the exam, and Du Shiyi naturally didn't worry about him at all. With the dismal exit of the county lord of Lantian County, the actress who jumped up and down, the undercurrent in Luoyang City also stopped. It has been almost three months since he was appointed as the Zuo Shizhi in the subordinate province, and Du Shiyi has become accustomed to reading a large number of books and edicts every rì, from transcription to archiving, to picking out and sealing those that are inappropriate, and even to writing and playing, which is handy for him, and he can also transcribe books in his spare time.

In a blink of an eye, it was the Dragon Boat Festival on the fifth day of the fifth month of May, and the next time was the county test of the Ming Jingke in Luoyang County, Du Shiyi rushed to the morning and back, and together with other colleagues such as picking up the missing and mending the que, he received a complete set of more than a dozen gifts from the Dragon Boat Festival in the Xuanzheng Palace, all of which were packed in a big burden. Although other officials also have gifts, most of the low-grade officials like him are ordinary zongzi, and they don't even know how to catch a star and a half for a long life, which also makes a few people who have been in their thirties and forties extremely complacent.

Every year during the New Year's Festival, it is the time when these low-ranking officials enjoy honor, especially when they accompany the emperor to the south tower of Luoyang Palace, watch the colorful boats race on the Luoshui River, and the people cheer and cheer on the south bank of Luoshui, and everyone is in high spirits

It was the first time for Du Shiyi to participate in such an occasion, and he was indispensable for this way of watching the excitement, especially at this moment, the etiquette was so regular, if it weren't for the fact that his colleagues on the left and right were so excited that they were like being beaten with chicken blood, he wouldn't be happy to be happy, otherwise he wouldn't be able to mention much of a god at all. Fortunately, Li Longji, who climbed up to watch the colorful boat race, saw that the ministers were solemn, and happily said a word about this festival, Zhu Qing was casual, and the neat queue of courtiers quickly dispersed with the words of the Son of Heaven, and he immediately found a corner, which was very different from those officials who wanted to squeeze into the side of the Son of Heaven, intending to be able to gamble at a critical moment.

And at this moment, he could only hear what seemed to be movement behind him. Sensing that someone was approaching, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and the next moment, someone patted him lightly on the shoulder, and then smiled hesitantly: "Du Shizhi is lazy, everyone else has gone to Bixia's side to pick up the missing and make up for it."

Du Shiyi and Du Shiyi, the pronunciation of the name and official title is almost the same, which is also one of the reasons why others used to joke after Du Shiyi's official conferral of Zuo Shiyi.

Although this voice is not very familiar, there are only a handful of acquaintances who can watch the colorful boat race on this city tower today, such as Yuan Qianyao and Pei Huang, and other high-ranking officials will definitely not be so casual, so Du Shiyi easily guessed who the person behind it was, and immediately smiled and said: "Yuwen Supervision is the hottest now, isn't it the same as hiding and purifying?" At this time, to get in front of the emperor, at most, a good poem has won the praise of bixia, but to govern the country and level the world, and it is not a poem that can, you must work hard, why bother to be lonely, but ask for an instantaneous literary name? ”

Although Yu Wenrong is also from a family and has been studying since childhood, his poetry and writing are mediocre, so he has always respected and stayed away from people with outstanding literary names, and looked at Du Shiyi differently, but it was also because Du Shiyi returned from watching the wind and played the first Yunzhou escape. Later, after dealing with him twice, he felt that Du Shiyi was famous but not lonely, and at this moment, he felt that people were angry with him, so he immediately laughed.

"I love to listen to what you say, you can only make poems, you don't understand current affairs, but your heart is higher than the sky, don't you know that you can't really do everything" Maybe he has been messing around at the bottom for too many years, Yu Wenrong said with a little resentment, "Just because these poems have a good reputation, they have been praised for what they do, and they have gone all the way, but in fact, there are a few real skills?" I am now leading the push and hook envoys and prosecuting the fugitive envoys, and I don't know how many people have recommended people to me, but Guo Quan recommended by you is the most popular with me."

"Brother Guo has to be supervised by Ruoyuwen, that is also his blessing"

Du Shiyi pretended not to hear Yu Wenrong's words that seemed to be wrapped around a gun and clamping a stick, and gently and skillfully turned the topic to Guo Quan. Sure enough, Yu Wenrong was very satisfied with this capable and down-to-earth subordinate, and his words revealed the meaning of recommendation - if he didn't know, he would inevitably mumble in his heart, and he must know that Yu Wenrong himself was just supervising the imperial history from the eighth grade, but this condescending attitude was natural.

The two chatted for a while, and saw the gongs and drums on the Luoshui shaking the sky, and the colorful boats were like arrows from the string rowing to the end, whether it was the south bank where the people gathered, or the south tower of Luoyang Palace where these people were located, cheering and cheering one after another, and even Li Longji, who was watching the battle, stood up.

"By the way, Du Shiyi can notice that the person who is accompanying Bixia to watch this colorful boat race today is not the queen, but Concubine Hui?"

Unless you are blind, you must not ignore this. But as soon as Yu Wenrong asked at this moment, Du Shiyi glanced at the throne as if he had just discovered it, and then said lightly: "I think it may be that Her Royal Highness the Queen is unwell, and this is Concubine Hui's work." ”

"In a place like the palace, illness is not something that can be easily sick."

Yu Wenrong mentioned it pointedly, and seeing that Du Shiyi was not very interested, he took the opportunity to change the topic, and after chatting for a while, he resigned with a smile. And when he left, Du Shiyi changed places, and casually said a few words to the few people he knew, and when he saw the colorful boat in the middle going straight to the end like an arrow from the string, he naturally slapped his hands and admired it like others. At the same time, the corner of his eye kept his eye on Yu Wenrong, and when he noticed that he was standing side by side with a young man in his thirties who was somewhat familiar, as if they were having a good conversation, he recalled it carefully, and finally remembered who that person was.

That's Li Linfu

After a colorful boat race, the ministers sent the Son of Heaven back to the palace, and then went back to their homes. In this kind of Dragon Boat Festival, except for a small number of unlucky officials on duty, the rest can take vacations. As one of the few people who were unlucky, Du Shiyi returned to Menxia Province during the Dragon Boat Festival, but found that not only were the officials on vacation, but the number of hundreds of outcast officials in Menxia Province was also on vacation now, and there were not even ten people left behind.

At this time, Menxia Province, which is also one of the busy official offices, is extremely quiet, and the rooms full of people are empty, only the mountains of files are as before, and Shi Anyi, who has many gifts and comes back with Du Shiyi, carefully put the burden on Du Shiyi's bookcase, and then said with some envy: "There have always been gifts, and Zhongshu has always been the first, and it is more generous than those Shangshu waiters in Shangshu Province." I heard that the fine kudzu palace clothes rewarded by the Dragon Boat Festival every year are hand-sewn by the palace maids, and the most haode tailors outside can't find such good needlework. ”

Du Shiyi didn't care about those gifts, but when he saw An Yi couldn't help but glance at the burden with his eyes, he couldn't help but laugh. However, even if he didn't care too much about the value and significance of these things, he wouldn't casually satisfy the curiosity of a scholar, and immediately replied casually: "Bixia grace, we should be the liver and brain." By the way, yesterday's document about Yingzhou Junma Qiao's governance of Yuyang, you can find it for me. ”

After sending away An Yi, Du Shiyi thoughtfully opened the burden. Inside, there is a green sè fine kudzu robe, which is just in line with his grade, a long-lived wisp of colorful silk threads, a fan with Dragon Boat Festival poems written in flying white, a string of small and lovely nine dumplings, and wormwood male yellow wine and other things, two imperial silver coins, for an eight-grade official, it is indeed rich and thoughtful. When he was re-tying his baggage, he suddenly found that the feel of the robe was a little wrong, and after being slightly stunned, he casually went inside and took it out, and when he pulled it out, he saw that it was a piece of jute paper, and when he opened it, he couldn't help but be stunned.

The grass is green and the door is hidden, and the moss is green and the alley is secluded. Spoil the new love to grab, tears and old feelings. The birds are frightened and the dreams are broken, and the flying flowers stir up the sorrows. Self-pity chūnsè, the group fan returns to welcome autumn.

It seems to be a palace grievance poem by Du Xianyan back then

Du Shiyi was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but groan. The deep palace locks the resentful woman and does not see the king, so the palace people write poems and complain in the palace clothes that give the ministers, which is pitiful, but it is actually suspicious. Although there is still a bizarre story of red leaves in the Tang legend, you can write a poem on the red leaves and let it float out along the royal ditch, and there may be the possibility of the palace maid complaining, but now under such a gift, it is inevitable to pick a palace grievance poem in the palace clothes, and it is also a palace grievance poem written by Li Qiao, a famous literati, which seems more suspicious and suspicious. Moreover, this beautiful flying white hand doesn't look like an ordinary palace person can write it.

After thinking for a moment, he picked it out and put it in his sleeve first, but he didn't dare to be sloppy, and checked all the gifts again, and made sure that there were no other entrainments, so he was a little relieved. When An Yi found what he wanted, he seemed to concentrate on what he was doing, but he couldn't help but think about it in his heart.

Presenting things directly to the Son of Heaven is the simplest, most direct, and most clear-conscience way, and I am afraid that Li Longji will perform a good show such as the beauty of chéngrén when the time comes, and at that time he will lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot. As for leaving it alone, I don't know if there is a way to do it; As for burning, not to mention, in the hot season of the Dragon Boat Festival, unless it is delayed until the evening, what will be used to burn? It's not that he is suspicious, such a thing appears in his baggage, he must deal with it quickly, does he still have to swallow such a thick piece of jute paper into his stomach, it is a real toss

There was no perfect plan for a while, Du Shiyi couldn't help but hesitate a little and put down the pen and rubbed her temples, and suddenly heard a voice outside.

"Du Shiyi, Yuwen Supervision is here."

Hearing that this time it was Yu Wenrong who came directly to the door of the province, Du Shiyi couldn't help but wonder in her heart, and hurriedly ordered an invitation, and stood up to greet her in person. When Yuwen Rong entered the door, the late bloomer of the Son of Heaven who was now hot looked around, and immediately laughed: "It is said that picking up the missing and making up for the que, is the most important, but this place to do things is really cramped." ”

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