The waiter who is in charge of the Casting and Printing Bureau of the Ministry of Rites is surnamed Yang and his name is Qianjun. Yang Shilang is not very old, in his early thirties, and he looks elegant. He was born in a poor family, and it is not easy for him to climb to the official level of the fifth grade in the Ministry of Rites at this age and background.

Xu Qiu'an changed into a dull shirt and listlessly followed Yang Shilang to the Foundry Bureau.

"The Foundry Bureau is a department specially responsible for casting the emperor's concubines and the official seals of hundreds of officials in the court." Yang Shilang smiled, "The responsibility is too important to ignore. ”

Xu Qiu'an lowered his mouth: "Heavy responsibility? ”

Yang Shilang invited him to sit down and sent tea. smiled: "After Xu Gongzi took the door, have you ever heard of the legend of the jade seal of the country?" ”

Xu Qiu'an's eyes lit up: "Then who doesn't know?" My grandfather went deep into the desert, but unfortunately he couldn't find the heirloom jade seal. ”

Yang Shilang nodded and said, "Yes." At that time, Emperor Taizu failed to inherit the jade seal printed with 'Ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity' from the end of the Yuan Dynasty, so he opened a casting bureau and engraved seventeen treasure seals in one go! They were used for different occasions such as succession to the throne, appointment of ministers, sacrifices, diplomacy, conquest, and rewarding ministers. ”

Xu Qiu'an has a lot of insight: "I see. ”

"Does the third prince of Xu know why Emperor Taizu carved seventeen treasure seals in a row?"

Holding the teacup, Xu Qiu Anleng down, twisted his brows and thought, "I'm afraid it's ...... In order to reduce the prestige of the jade seal of the country among the people, it is also to share the role of the jade seal of the country, right? ”

Yang Shilang clapped his hands and praised with a smile: "Xu Sangongzi is very wise. Exactly. ”

Xu Qiu'an was embarrassed by his praise, and said secretly: No wonder this Lord Yang is young and has no backstage, and he can still sit firmly in the position of this five-grade Beijing official. Coax people, one by one.

"Xu Sangongzi, think about it, the seals on the holy decree of the Ming Dynasty are all from the Foundry Bureau, do you say that the responsibilities here are important and cannot be ignored?"

Xu Qiu'an gave face: "Lord Yang is right. It's just that after Emperor Taizu, the dragon sons and grandsons are more worry-free in this regard, and usually only a treasure seal with their own year name is enough. In addition to the queen holding the treasure seal, the harem concubines don't give seals to others! ”

Yang Shilang couldn't suppress his smile: "The imperial heir is quiet, but the work of the concubines is indispensable." Xu Sangongzi, think about it, ordinary concubines don't have treasure seals. But you can have a private seal! The women who were selected into the palace and wanted to impress the emperor with their talents, how could they write poems and paint, and how could they do without a seal? ”

Xu Qiu'an's eyes widened suddenly: "So, there is oil and water to fish here?" ”

Yang Shilang coughed violently, and his white skin was flushed. Xu Qiu'an raised his glass to cover up embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, please continue, continue." ”

Yang Shilang shook his head. This lord dares to say anything!

"Other than that, it's the seal of the court." The specifications of the officials' seals, that is called varied. So on the first day Xu Qiu'an took office, Yang Qianjun took out this booklet and told him: "Third Master Xu, you first familiarize yourself with the official seal of my Ming Dynasty." Be sure to be familiar with it, and I'll arrange the rest of your work. ”

Xu Qiu'an opened the booklet and took a look, even the text and paintings, the description was quite clear and straightforward.

Anyway, he didn't want to make a name for himself in the Ministry of Rites, so what's wrong with being happy? Just look at the script.

So he stuffed the album in his arms, and said with a smile: "In the future, Lord Lao Yang will take care of me." ”

Yang Qianjun smiled faintly. He is the person specially assigned by the emperor to take care of Xu Qiu'an. In the future, it will take some effort to restrain him.

So, Yang Qianjun's nightmare began.

A few days ago, Xu Qiu'an probably still had a fresh energy, every day on time in the Ministry of Rites on duty, after a few days, he was really bored and disappeared after only showing his face in the Foundry Bureau, but for half a month, he even saved a little Mao, and he didn't see anyone every day.

Yang Qianjun looked at it and didn't say anything. Early that morning, he put on his official uniform and rode in a carriage to the Wei Mansion and knocked on the door.

The doorman saw that his palanquin was shabby, and thought which one was poor? When he saw the five-grade official uniform, he was immediately polite. Hearing him say that he was "on the way" to find the third master to go to the Ministry of Rites to be on duty, how dare he slack off? The most important thing in the whole house now is the work of the third master! Hurry in and ask for someone.

So, the man who was still sleeping in the bed was lifted by his brother and carried him up.

"Lord Yang is waiting for you at the door, are you still in bed?"

"No, big brother, don't-"

Xu Qin didn't allow him to cheat, so he threw his clothes and kicked him out of the mansion.

"There's Lord Lao Yang!" Xu Qin is grateful to Yang Qianjun for his dedication.

Yang Qianjun looked at Xu Qiu'an, who was disheveled and sleepy-eyed, and said politely: "Wei Guogong is polite." Under the entrustment of His Majesty, I dare not forget my responsibility. Xu Sanye, please. ”

Xu Qiu'an snorted coldly, got on his horse, and galloped straight towards Miyagi.

Yang Qianjun's old sedan chair followed behind without hurry. When he arrived at the Ministry of Rites, Xu Qiu'an had already ordered Mao, but he didn't know where he had gone.

Qiu Jing, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, patted him on the shoulder and said with infinite sympathy: "Lord Yang, there is a long way to go. ”

That master, relying on His Majesty's favor, who dares to provoke?

Yang Qianjun arched his hand helplessly, and looked at the three big characters "Xu Qiu'an" on the roster of the Foundry Bureau, which accounted for half of the border rivers and mountains, and the silver hook and iron, sighed: This handwriting is quite orderly!

He knew that if he blocked the door today to find someone, he would no longer be able to use this method tomorrow.

Xu Qiu'an, a stubborn wild horse, how can he be leashed?

Xu Qiu'an left the foundry bureau and rode directly to his garden on the outskirts of the city.

As soon as he entered, he was stunned by the full wood and his eyes were round: "Is it crazy to practice Baitang?" ”

Since he was on duty, the eldest brother specially arranged two small servants for him to serve him. Xu Qiu'an has always been free and casual, and suddenly there are two more burdens around him, and he is unhappy.

What's even more excessive is that one of the two little guys arranged by the eldest brother is called Tang Shi and the other is Song Ci. It is said that learning is the most outstanding among the children of the family. Isn't this intended to slap him in the face? The dignified Xu Sanye's knowledge is not as good as the two children?

Change your name, change it now. Don't you keep it for the New Year?

As a result, Tang poetry was changed to Yuan song, and Song Ci was changed to Song wine.

Tasting wine and listening to music, life is also happy.

Yuanqu is good at speaking and clever, so he followed Xu Qiu'an's side.

At this time, he asked puzzledly: "Master." You said that your friend bought nearly 50,000 taels of wood and piled it up here. It crushes a lot of exotic flowers and plants in our garden! ”

Xu Qiu'an said lazily: "Do you want to talk nonsense? ”

Yuan Qu looked at the wood in the garden, and said blankly: "The small one is strange, Lian Gongzi bought less other wood, but hoarded a large amount of Zi wood?" ”

The cold light flashed in Xu Qiu'an's peach blossom eyes: "This kid has always been targeted." He only hoarded catalpa wood, and there must be a reason for him. He had only gone through it in his mind once and didn't take it to heart, and by the time he had put the soft pillow on his bed, he had already forgotten about it. After making up for his sleep, he took up his bow and arrows and rode his horse to hunt in the mountains, and played until evening.

Yuan Qu was instructed by him to go to the heavens and the earth to find prey, and he was exhausted and had to accompany him carefully: "Third master, we should go back, right?" ”

Xu Qiu'an rubbed his bow and sneered: "The master will live here today." ”

Yuanqu's legs are soft, I'm a mother! No wonder Lord Guogong said that he was not doing a good job, and the third master was planning to continue to release pigeons from the Ministry of Rites?

The pigeon of the Ministry of Rites is the pigeon of the emperor-Yuan Qu cried with a sad face, "Third Master-"

"Get out of the way." Xu Qiu An sneered, "I don't believe it." Yang Qianjun can still find my garden! ”

Yuan Qu was about to persuade him, and there was a faint sound of rolling thunder in his ears.

Xu Qiu'an pointed to the dark clouds in the sky and laughed: "Look, it's not that the master refuses to go back. God won't let me go back! After speaking, he cut the venison and threw it to him, and called triumphantly, "The guys in the garden have taken it orally, let's eat the venison!" ”

Yuan Qu knew that he couldn't persuade his master, so he subconsciously rubbed his buttocks. Yes, when I return home in the future, I will have to go back to the board to accept it on behalf of the third master!

But this rolling thunder is also strange, the thunder roared, but not a drop of rain fell. Instead, it is accompanied by hideous lightning that rages wildly in the night sky!

It was probably because he ate too much venison, or maybe it was the thunder and lightning that affected his sleepiness, Xu Qiu'an was a little sleepless this night, and when he was counting sheep, he was suddenly startled by a burst of thunder, he looked at the sky illuminated by lightning, and muttered to himself: "Could it be that there are goblins in the catastrophe?" ”

The lightning split the night sky apart, and a pale red light faintly rose in the distance, and gradually, the red light became deeper and deeper, accompanied by billowing green smoke, as terrifying as purgatory!

"That's not right!" Xu Qiu'an almost bounced off the bed and fell to the ground. "It's out of the water! It's out of the water—"