The weather in Beijing at the end of May is hot and humid, like the height of summer.

Xiao Liulang has been in the Hanlin Academy for 20 days, and he is listed in the Hanlin Academy for revision, but because he is a newcomer, he is still mainly studying.

In the morning, there will be a special attendant or acolyte to teach all of them for one hour, and the rest of the time for self-study.

If you don't understand, you can consult the acolyte and lecturer in private, or you can ask the bachelor of the Hanlin Academy or the doctor of the Five Classics.

The highest official of the Hanlin Academy is a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, who is in charge of the size of the Hanlin Academy, and is busy with official business, so he generally has no time to answer questions for the new officials.

Under the bachelors of the Hanlin Academy, there are two attendants, two attendants, and six products, who are mainly responsible for lecturing, not only limited to the training of officials and scholars of the Hanlin Academy, but also have enough qualifications to have the opportunity to enter the palace to give lectures for the emperor and the prince.

Xiao Liulang was revised by the Hanlin Academy, from the six products.

Bangyan Anjun Wang and Tanhua Lang Ning Zhiyuan served as the editor of the Hanlin Academy, and they were seven products.

Under the three people, there are nine doctors of the Five Classics, and they are eight products.

It is worth mentioning that among all the officials of the Hanlin Academy, only the Doctor of the Five Classics is hereditary.

Therefore, even if their official rank is not high, they have a very strong literary literacy and heritage, and they have an outstanding status in the Hanlin Academy.

In addition, there are two people from the eight-grade classics, two people from the ninth grade, six people from the nine-grade edict, and a first-grade Confucius who has not entered the stream.

The responsibilities of the Hanlin Yuan in previous dynasties were different, and the Hanlin Yuan of this dynasty was in charge of making edicts, repairing history, and writing Han and other matters, and would also write the emperor's living notes.

After Xiao Liulang and the others studied for a while, they gradually began to get in touch with some basic Wenhan matters.

Today, a writer surnamed Yang called Xiao Liulang over.

He is the oldest revisionist, and it is not surprising that he will be promoted after the year-end assessment, and now all the revisions of the Hanlin Academy are under his control.

He asked Xiao Liulang to write an inscription, saying that His Majesty had plans to rebuild the imperial mausoleum.

Half an hour later, Xiao Liulang handed over the inscription he had written to Yang Xiu.

After reading it, Yang Xiushu frowned extremely dissatisfied: "You are the champion of the new department, is it so level?" Look at what you've written yourself? If this kind of inscription is taken to His Majesty's eyes, it must be angered! ”

Xiao Liulang paused and asked, "Then may I ask, what are the words that will anger Your Majesty?" ”

Yang Xiu looked incredulous: "Can't you see a few sentences yourself?" Still use me to teach you? How did you become the champion in the first place? ”

Xiao Liulang pursed his lips, didn't say anything, went back and rewrote a copy.

As a result, Yang Xiu was still not satisfied.

Xiao Liulang wrote seventeen or eighteen inscriptions in the morning, all of which were beaten back by Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiushu said angrily: "Why can't you even write a decent inscription? I don't think you want to eat lunch, stay here and keep writing for me! Write until I'm satisfied! ”

After that, Yang Xiushu threw down Xiao Liulang and went to the Hanlin Courtyard restaurant coldly.

Xiao Liulang took the inscription back to the office and continued to grind, pick up the pen, and write the inscription.

It was hot and humid, his office was like a steamer, and a thin sweat oozed from his body, soaking his clothes.

Suddenly, a head with an official hat stuck in, pinched his nose and looked around, making sure that there was no one outside at this moment, and quietly flashed into the house with a food box.

A dark shadow pressed on his paper, Xiao Liulang paused, and looked up at him: "Why are you here?" ”

Ning Zhiyuan put the food box on the table and said, "I'll send you food!" I just met Feng Lin and Lin Chengye in the restaurant, and they asked me why didn't you come to eat, and I said you did. ”

He said as he opened the lid of the food box.

Not a good dish.

His family is poor, the prices in the capital are high, and his meager income is not enough to spend every month.

He brought Xiao Liulang a bowl of Yangchun noodles, sprinkled a few green onions, and a plate of brine bean sprouts.

It is...... Xiao Liulang's house is too close to Gongfang, the weather is cold and fashionable, but now it's hot, and the smell is really a bit big.

He hurried to close the doors and windows.

It tasted better at last, but the room was getting more and more like a steamer.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!" Ning Zhiyuan urged Xiao Liulang.

Xiao Liulang didn't pretentiously do anything, took out the dishes and chopsticks, and ate Yangchun noodles and braised bean sprouts.

The taste of Yangchun noodles was light, and the taste of braised bean sprouts was salty, but he didn't find fault with anything and ate it cleanly.

It's only been a short while, and Ning Zhiyuan has already wrung out water on his body, I really don't know how Xiao Liulang came over every day.

Seeing that Xiao Liulang had finished eating, Ning Zhiyuan hurriedly endured the prostration of heat stroke, walked over and opened the doors and windows.

A breeze blows to relieve the heat...... But it is also ecstatic.

Xiao Liulang put away the dishes and chopsticks.

Ning Zhiyuan looked at the dense pile of inscriptions on his desk, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Yang Xiushu embarrassed you again?" ”

It's not the first time.

The first few times were more obscure, and I only asked me to rewrite it three or five times, but today I didn't even have lunch for Xiao Liulang.

Ning Zhiyuan casually picked up a few inscriptions and looked at them, and said speechlessly: "It's much better than me in writing, and he praised me in the morning...... I don't think you should write a new one, just take a random one and hand it in, I bet he hasn't read what you wrote before! ”

But it is undeniable that each of Xiao Liulang's inscriptions is indeed better than the previous one, but his first one is already amazing enough.

How did this guy do it?

"Didn't anyone see you coming?" Xiao Liulang asked.

Ning Zhiyuan smiled and said, "I'm all eating, and no one pays attention to me." ”

"Don't stay too long, go back early." Xiao Liulang said, taking out a silver nude from the money bag, "This is the rice money." ”

Ning Zhiyuan waved his hand: "I don't want your silver!" I can still afford a bowl of Yangchun noodles! ”

Xiao Liulang thought about it for a while, and didn't force it again: "Okay, thank you." ”

Ning Zhiyuan sat here for a while, it was really stuffy and smelly, it was really embarrassing for Xiao Liulang, staying in such a difficult place every day, being forced to wear small shoes.

If he replaces, I'm afraid that he will collapse and resign early.

"You...... Never mind. ”

He wanted to persuade Xiao Liulang to give King Anjun a soft dress, but in fact, it wasn't King Anjun who rectified him, King Anjun just came, and he couldn't move these people, Ning Zhiyuan guessed that it was Mrs. Zhuang's instructions.

I want to make Xiao Liulang suffer a little.

But if King Anjun is willing to maneuver around, he can protect Xiao Liulang a little.

How can I say that the three of them are also the three tripods of this year, the protégé of the Son of Heaven, the friendship of the same door, is a different friendship.

But he also understood that Xiao Liulang was not this kind of person who violated the yang and the yin.

"You go back." Xiao Liulang said, "It's too hot here. ”

"Okay, I'm leaving." Ning Zhiyuan saw that he didn't want to go deep into this topic, sighed, took the food box, and went out cautiously.

In the afternoon, Xiao Liulang took a new inscription he had written to Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiu was naturally a bunch of picky words, if it weren't for the rules, he might have to throw this pile of inscriptions on Xiao Liulang's head.

"Nothing is enough, there is more than failure!"

He sat back in his chair angrily and glared at Xiao Liulang angrily: "What are you doing?" Don't go rewrite it yet! ”

Xiao Liulang turned around and left.

"Hey—what's your attitude—" Yang Xiushu gritted his teeth, and was about to have a seizure, when King Anjun suddenly walked in.

He looked at Xiao Liulang who was walking towards him, and then at Yang Xiu, who was smoking, and said with a hint of apology in his warmth: "Didn't I come at the right time?" ”

"How so?" Yang Xiu's face changed in a second, stood up with a smile, came to King Anjun, and bowed.

King Anjun sideways avoided his salute and said politely: "There is no King Anjun here, only Zhuang Yuheng, Yang Xiu is more polite." ”

"Ah...... Be! Be! Yang Xiu smiled, scratched his head, and asked, "Yu Heng is looking for ...... Belch...... Is there something wrong with me? ”

King Anjun said: "On the way here, I met Master Han, Lord Han said that there are a number of history books that need to be edited in the library of Yueluo Mountain, and let Yang Xiu take a few people over for a trip, and it is best to finish it today." ”

The library of Yueluo Mountain was donated by a folk hermit, and there are many historical books of all dynasties, but some history needs to be re-edited.

Yang Xiu hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll bring someone over immediately!" Zhuang edited ......"

"I can go." King Anjun nodded.

Yang Xiu smiled brightly.

King Anjun looked at Xiao Liulang, who had already walked out, and said, "Bring Xiao Xiu with you, I remember that he has learned history very well." ”

Yang Xiushu patted his ass and said: "There is no comparison with you!" ”

However, since King Anjun spoke, Yang Xiushu temporarily gave up the plan to torture Xiao Liulang to write the inscription, and instead took Xiao Liulang and King Anjun and his party to Yueluo Mountain outside the capital.

Ning Zhiyuan didn't go, he was called by the attendant to do chores in the afternoon.