Yueluo Mountain is not too far from the capital, and it is ten miles southeast after going out of the south city gate.

The library is a courtyard with two entrances, and there are only two study rooms where the books are really stored—the east and west rooms.

The owner of this house is probably not very fond of reading, the books are messy, there is no classification, there are bamboo books, there are also paper books, the order is all messy, and there are many termites that are eaten.

However, these ancient books are of great significance to the study of historiography, and what they have to do is to sort them out according to different dynasties and eras, and try to make up for the missing pages or damaged places, and mark those that cannot be filled, and then go back to the doctors of the Five Classics and scholars of the Hanlin Academy for advice.

There are a total of four editors and two editors who came to the library this time, and Yang Xiu thought that there were enough people, after all, there were only two study rooms.

But when he entered the house, he was completely dumbfounded.

Is this really a study?

Not a utility room?

The bookshelves and cabinets are crooked, the books are scattered all over the place, and the former subordinates have probably cleaned up and packed some in baskets, but they are illiterate, and they are messy and pretended, so it is better not to install them.

Yang Xiu was so anxious that he only hated that he didn't have a few more people coming!

King Anjun also had a headache, and the scholar of the Hanlin Academy had warned him that the task might be a bit onerous, but he didn't expect it to be so heavy.

He cupped his forehead and sighed, "Lord Yang, let's move all the books out first and clean them up." ”

"Yes, yes, what Yu Heng said is extremely true!" Yang Xiushu never forgot to get close, with a smile on his face, and he was busy responding.

He turned his head to Xiao Liulang, and his smile instantly turned cold, "What are you doing?" Don't hurry up and move the books! ”

Xiao Liulang and a compiler surnamed Cen went to the West House, the orientation of the West House was not good enough, there was West Sun in the afternoon, and the weather was hot and humid, it was like a steamer.

Comparing the two pieces of the East Chamber, it was naturally given to Yang Xiushu himself and King Anjun, Yang Xiushu would not let King Anjun be tired, he mainly commanded another editor and an editor to work.

King Anjun is going to carry the basket.

Yang Xiushu stopped him and said with a smile: "Just let them go for this kind of thing, Yuheng, you go outside to dry books." ”

It is relatively easy to dry books, just put the books you have brought out one by one on the stool under the corridor, on the stone table in the courtyard or on the ground.

King Anjun did not deliberately play a sensible junior, people are born different, he was born superior, and he paid a huge price for it.

People who don't have a rich background don't have to leave their homeland at the age of eight to go hostage to enemy countries like him.

So there's nothing to push.

King Anjun accepted Yang's arrangement as a matter of course.

Yang Xiushu mainly commanded on the spot, and occasionally helped King Anjun dry books.

Xiao Liulang's legs and feet are inconvenient, so his movement is slower.

Cen Editing, who was assigned to a room with him, was a Shu Jishi three years ago, and he was admitted to the Hanlin Academy as an editor when he left the museum this year, and he was also a newcomer, but a few months earlier than Xiao Liulang, Anjun Wang and Ning Zhiyuan.

Of course he knew that Xiao Liulang was the champion of the new department, but this champion seemed to have offended the leader, and even Tanhua Ning Zhiyuan was more comfortable than him.

Cen Xiu pursed his lips angrily: "It's really unlucky, how can I get into a room with you!" ”

Xiao Liulang didn't speak, silently picked up the books on the ground and put them into the basket.

After an afternoon of working with a few people, even King Anjun, who was only responsible for drying books, felt a sore back, but now, they have only completed half of the work - they have moved the books out and have not yet sorted them out.

"You two, clean the house first!" Yang Xiu commanded Xiao Liulang and Cen Xiu, "You clean the East House, you clean the West House." ”

Cen didn't dare to disobey, and among the two rooms, he chose the east house with two opposite pieces.

Xiao Liulang didn't fight with him.

Instead of being grateful, Cen edited and sneered at Xiao Liulang: "If I hadn't been in the same room with you, I wouldn't have been so unlucky!" ”

That's a bit of an exaggeration.

Xiao Liulang is from the sixth grade, and the official position is above him, no matter whether Xiao Liulang comes here or not, he is indispensable for the dirtiest and most tiring work.

After all, if you are also editing from the seventh grade, you can't let the golden and precious King Anjun do it.

Is it rare for the king of Anjun to be a small sesame official from the seventh grade? It's not that the dealer has grandchildren - all the children of the dealer must be admitted to the office, and they must not be shady officials, so that the king of Anjun will not bend to this.

Cen Editor didn't have the courage to complain about King Anjun, so he vented his anger on Xiao Liulang, who was always wearing small shoes.

Xiao Liulang didn't bother to pay attention to him, and took a broom to clean the west study.

The west study was larger and more cluttered than the east study, and he straightened the bookcase and shelves first.

His body is much stronger now than a year ago, and if he was still the little sick man who fainted on the side of the road with hunger, he was afraid that he would not be able to support these bookshelves.

The young man's body faintly exudes vigorous manhood, the cuffs are gently rolled up, the texture on the forearm is tight and well-defined, and sweat flows down the delicate jaw.

King Anjun rested outside, casually glancing into the window of the Westinghouse.

Rao is a man, and he was almost stunned at that moment.

After Xiao Liulang finished cleaning the West House, he was surprised to find that this room actually had an attic, and the ladder was behind the last row of bookshelves.

He wiped the ladder and looked, and there were books in the attic, but probably because it was too secretive, no one had touched it, and it wasn't too cluttered except for the dust.

Xiao Liulang decided to move the books in first and then clean up the attic later.

"Bring the books in, it's going to rain." Xiao Liulang went out and said to a few people.

King Anjun looked at the gloomy sky and frowned, why didn't he notice it? I also spread the books so open, it's troublesome to put them away.

"Then let's clean it up quickly." He said.

However, Xiao Liulang's West House was cleaned, but Cen Edited's East House was only half cleaned up.

"How did you get it? That little house hasn't been cleaned yet! Yang Xiu scolded Cen Xiu with a face, and after scolding, he said to Xiao Liulang, "You go and help him get it!" ”

They had two coachmen, but the roof was leaking, and the coachmen went to repair the roof, so they couldn't spare their hands at this time.

Xiao Liulang went to the East House.

Cen Bianxiu glared at him indignantly: "Did you do it on purpose?" Deliberately made me make a fool of myself in front of Lord Yang! ”

What is Xiao Liulang doing here?

Xiao Liulang works fast because he doesn't only study like most readers, and he doesn't do anything else at home except for too heavy work that Gu Jiao doesn't allow him to do.

Is it his fault too?

Xiao Liulang said lightly: "Use your tantrum effort on sprinkling and sweeping, the East House has already been cleaned up." ”

"You ......" Cen edited and choked inexplicably.

After the east house was cleaned up, several people moved the books in, and just after moving the last basket, a light rain fell in the sky.

At this time, the roof was also repaired.

A few people breathed a sigh of relief, and then they began to organize and summarize the books.

At this point, Yang Xiu didn't bully anyone anymore, he and An Jun Wang and another editor sorted out the books of the East House, Xiao Liulang, Cen edited and another edited and sorted out the books of the West House.

As the rain intensified, the heat washed away, the temperature dropped, and the Westinghouse was not so hot.

Several people buried themselves in work, and they all did it very seriously.

Xiao Liulang is a newcomer, and the task assigned to him is not heavy, and he remembers the attic above after tidying up the two rows of bookshelves in front of him.

He took a rag and an oil lamp and stepped on a ladder to the attic.

The books in the attic don't look messy, but if you look closely, you can't get the right category at all.

He hung up the oil lamp, cleaned the dust first, and then sorted the books into categories.

There were no pen and paper tools in the attic, and if there was a break, he put it aside and repaired it later.

He was so engrossed that he didn't notice that it was getting late.

When he was alerted by a pain in his back and decided to go down for a walk, he found that the room was already dark.

Drizzle rustling outside.

He walked in the silent room with an oil lamp.

"Anyone?"

He asked.

He was answered by the sound of rain.

Xiao Liulang walked around the courtyard with an oil lamp, and finally made sure that everyone had left, and the gate in the front yard was locked.

Xiao Liulang went to the back door again, and as expected, the back door was also locked.

Although there is no gold or silver here, in the end, I am worried that a thief will come in and destroy the ancient books in the study, so I will lock it from the outside when I leave.

On the way here, Xiao Liulang observed the terrain, this house is at the foot of Yueluo Mountain, and the nearest family is a tea shed about a mile away.

And the tea shed only did business during the day, and at night they went back to the village.

"Looks like I won't be able to go back tonight."

Xiao Liulang looked at the dripping rain, something flashed in his mind, frowned, sighed, and turned to step into the corridor.

The house has not been occupied for a long time, so naturally there is nothing to eat, fortunately, Ning Zhiyuan sent him a bowl of Yangchun noodles at noon, and he was not hungry at this time.

He was running out of oil lamps.

He went to the East House and brought the oil lamp from there.

Idle is also idle, Xiao Liulang simply began to sort out the books.

Due to the amount of work, they have only sorted out less than a third of the work, and they have not yet begun to restore the damaged ancient books.

Xiao Liulang came to the Hanlin Academy for less than a month, and his good study of history was actually the credit of Feng Lao, and there were many history books in the collection left to him by Feng Lao.

"Huizong rode on a horse, to Yanbei Pass, and wanted to cross Yanshui ......"

This paragraph Xiao Liulang was fortunate to see in Feng Lao's book, which was about the second emperor of the previous dynasty, Wen Huizong, who drove the expedition in person.

The weather was bad that day, and it was not suitable to cross the river.

Wen Huizong did not listen to the advice, carried out, fortunately a fisherwoman risked death to stop it, in the second half of the night heavy rain, swallow water suddenly rose, whirlpool, Wen Huizong sighed that he and the soldiers of the three armies escaped.

After returning home, Wen Huizong ignored the opposition of the courtiers and resolutely canonized the fisherwoman as a concubine.

It was a good story to sing, but the fisherwoman's ending was not lucky.

There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and I only see the newcomers laughing, but I don't hear the old people crying.

The fisherwoman has never seen the emperor since the third year of entering the palace, she grew old in the deep palace, and left a "Yan Shui Fu" before she died, telling her half of her loneliness.

What is missing here happens to be the "Yan Shui Fu".

Xiao Liulang picked up the pen and made up for Yan Shuifu.

Following.

A servant who guarded the house came to the house.

He was looking after the house for the original owner, and he only came back once in three or five days, and it rained last night, and he was worried that the roof was leaking again, so he came to take a look.

He went to the east study first, but as soon as he entered, he saw a person lying on the desk, and he fell to the ground in fright: "Ghost-"

It's no wonder that he treats the other party as a ghost, but the door is locked, who can come in except for a ghost!

Xiao Liulang was woken up by his scream, and his head pressed against his arm slowly lifted up.

It was a face that, despite the indentations, was still impeccably perfect.

The subordinate was stunned for a moment.

W—Where the hell is this? It's clearly a fairy!

And...... The house is clean, isn't it immortal magic?

Although the people from the imperial court may come to tidy it up, but he obviously only came yesterday morning, how could those officials with fine skin and tender meat tidy it up?

Xiao Liulang finished sorting out the books in the West House last night, and saw that it was not yet dawn, so he sorted out the books on the East Side of the House, and he went to sleep when it was almost dawn.

"What time is it?" Xiao Liulang sat up straight, straightened his clothes, and asked calmly.

The subordinate was stunned and said, "Chen, Chen, three quarters." ”

Xiao Liulang frowned: "It's so late." ”

Hallymin Temple is the highest value of the hour.

Xiao Liulang looked at him: "Is there a carriage around here?" ”

The next human: "Yes, there is a tea shed, immortal...... Belch...... Does Childe want a carriage? ”

Xiao Liulang opened his purse, took a silver nude and handed it to him: "Help me hire a carriage." ”

"Okay!" The subordinate stepped forward, took the silver nude with both hands, and went out to hire a carriage for Xiao Liulang.

Xiao Liulang stood up, planning to go to the backyard to get some water to wash.

When the person turned around, he happened to see Xiao Liulang coming out of the east house on crutches.

He was stunned: "Ah......"

Xiao Liulang took a carriage back to the capital.

He was not the only one in the carriage, there were also two merchants who went to the capital, and they hired the carriage first, so they had to send them first.

And the place they went to was not far from the Hanlin Academy, so Xiao Liulang simply went directly to the Hanlin Academy.

As soon as he entered Hanlin, Ning Zhiyuan hurriedly walked over: "Liulang, how did you do it?" I came to Hanlin so late! You don't know that being late is a demerit? Just now, Yang Xiu made a big fire! Now he's out! ”

Xiao Liulang said: "I didn't mean to, they didn't call me when they came back last night...... Wait, you said Yang Xiu was angry? ”

Ning Zhiyuan said: "Yes, what did he say about you?" Isn't it great to rely on being the new champion...... Oh, what did you just say that you didn't call back? ”

Xiao Liulang was about to answer, but at this time, Cen Xiu came out of the office with a few books, and when he saw Xiao Liulang, his steps were stunned.

Then, his eyes flashed, and he lowered his eyes weakly, as if he hadn't seen it, and walked past Xiao Liulang.

Ning Zhiyuan was not familiar with Cen Bianxiu, and he didn't know that he had an affair with Xiao Liulang, so he didn't notice his abnormality, but he noticed Xiao Liulang's gaze that had been falling on Cen Bianxiu.

"Rokuro, what's wrong with you?" Ning Zhiyuan asked.

"Nothing." Xiao Liulang retracted his gaze and said to Ning Zhiyuan, "You go and get busy." ”

There are a lot of people here, Xiao Liulang is so ostracized that Ning Zhiyuan doesn't dare to get too close to him openly.

It wasn't easy for him to get to where he is today.

Everyone has their own rules of survival, Xiao Liulang would rather bend than bend, and he would rather Zhiyuan bend, but he will guard his bottom line in his heart.

After Ning Zhiyuan left, Xiao Liulang also returned to his office.

Cen Xiuxiu quietly opened the door of his room, stuck his head out, and looked at Xiao Liulang's office.

There were so many people yesterday, it stands to reason that Xiao Liulang would not suspect himself for no reason.

But once a person does something wrong, he is easy to be weak-hearted, causing him to always feel that Xiao Liulang will rush over to question him in the next second.

In fact, Yang Xiushu asked Xiao Liulang last night, and at that time, everyone was tired for an afternoon and a night, and they couldn't move their fingers.

Yang Xiushu got into the carriage in front of him with King Anjun and Lu Xiu, and he and Xiao Liulang and Wang Xiu wrote a carriage.

Yang Xiu's carriage left first, and when he left, Yang Xiuzhu asked him to call Xiao Liulang.

He answered.

He knew that Xiao Liulang was in the attic.

He didn't scream.

Wang Xiushu thought that Xiao Liulang had gone to Yang Xiuzhuo's side, so he didn't ask much.

He didn't think too much about it at the time, he just wanted to teach Xiao Liulang a lesson, who made him unlucky.

But this morning, Yang Xiuzuo was so angry, he was afraid that if he turned back, Yang Xiushu and Xiao Liulang would confront each other, and he would be exposed.

Forget it, it's a big deal to say that Xiao Liulang was hiding in the attic, and he didn't see it, thinking that Xiao Liulang left ahead of time!

In order to make this statement more convincing, he went to Wang Xiuzuo's shore and asked the other party: "Wang Xiuzuo, do you remember that Xiao Liulang was absent very early yesterday afternoon?" ”

Wang Xiushu was stunned: "Is he gone?" Didn't pay attention. ”

Cen Bian Xiu said: "I noticed, he did it for a while and left. ”

Wang Xiushu thought about it carefully, and it seemed that he had indeed not seen Xiao Liulang again after it got dark.

Until the scattered value, Xiao Liulang didn't see Yang Xiu.

Xiao Liulang walked out of the Hanlin Academy.

Kong Mu, who was in charge of the order, suddenly stopped Xiao Liulang and said to him: "Your family came last night, saying that it was your mother, she asked where you went, and I said that you went to work outside the city with Yang Xiuxiu." ”

Xiao Liulang bowed his head: "Thank you." ”

Yang Xiushu didn't finish sorting out those books last night, and rushed over early in the morning after dealing with the official business at hand, he and Xiao Liulang didn't go the same way, and they missed it perfectly.

But when Yang Xiushu arrived at the Library Pavilion, he found that someone had already cleaned up the mess from last night.

"This ......," Yang Xiu was confused, "what's the situation?" Who's going to sort it out? Or was it that I squinted in the car for a while yesterday and a few of them got things done? ”

Yang Xiushu picked up a few baskets of important books and transported them back to the Hanlin Academy.

After reading it, Scholar Han praised it greatly: "Yes, things are done well!" ”

Several doctors of the Five Classics also browsed those books, which are very important documents and are of great value for the study of historiography, especially the section about the former dynasty Wenhuizong, which cannot be found in the library of the Hanlin Academy.

Scholar Han selected a few copies and sent them to the cabinet, so that they could also look at them to see if there were any mistakes that needed to be missed.

Yuan Shoufu happened to be there.

He focused on the song "Yan Shui Fu".

This poem has been lost for hundreds of years, and many great Confucians have wanted to restore it all their lives, and even he has tried, but he has only restored the first small paragraph after referring to all the literature.

He thought that this essay would be at most 500 words, but he did not expect it to be a thousand words.

"How much effort does this take......" Yuan Shoufu looked at a rare treasure, and even the movements in his hands were lightened.

Scholar Han couldn't tell if it was restored by them or by the previous owner of the Library, after all, there were many traces of restoration in the collection there, and some of them were even very new.

Yuan Shoufu could see that this was handwriting within three days.

Scholar Han thought for a while and said, "Then it must be the King of Anjun, I heard Yang Xiu say that this time is really thanks to him, if it weren't for him, this time it would not have been so smooth." ”

Among the entourage, Yang Xiushu only focused on King Anjun, and did not mention Xiao Liulang at all.

Yuan Shoufu paused: "What are you talking about...... But the grandson of Mrs. Zhuang's family? The eighteen-year-old county king? ”

Scholar Han nodded: "Yes, it's him." Although he is the king of the county, he never thinks of himself as a prince when he comes to the Hanlin Academy, and he went to sort out these books yesterday, and he also worked tirelessly, without a word of complaint. ”

Yuan Shoufu pondered for a moment and stroked his beard: "Mrs. Zhuang has a good grandson." After a pause, he said, "Can these books be left here for the old man to appreciate for a few days?" ”

Scholar Han arched his hand and smiled, "Lord Shoufu can watch it for as long as he wants, so don't worry." ”

Scholar Han sent the book here to be appreciated by the cabinet ministers, who didn't like to see him come in vain.

What's more, what an honor it is to be favored by Yuan Shoufu.

Don't look at Yuan Shoufu is not as good as Zhuang Taifu's power tricks, but his influence in the court is by no means something that Zhuang Taifu can suppress.

Zhuang Taifu would rather offend Xuanping Hou than offend Yuan Shoufu.

Similarly, the Xuanping Marquis Manchu Dynasty was both civil and military, and he was the only one who did not scold Yuan Shoufu.

This is a veteran of the three dynasties who is above the whirlpool of power, and has assisted three emperors, and even the Empress Dowager Zhuang will fall off for him when she sees him.