After staying in the Nanxun Palace, except for Guo Zhi in the East Side Hall occasionally finding some unhappiness, there was nothing to do.

Until late autumn, the sixth bureau of the assessment of the maid in front of the palace has released rumors. From the miscellaneous servants to the big palace maids around the concubines, you can take the test.

However, the number of places is limited, and all of them need to be recommended by female officials. A female official can only recommend one person, and the palace maids who served in front of her are recommended by the concubines themselves.

If the concubine's palace maid is admitted, it will be a good thing for the concubine. Is there a better hand before the Holy One?

Such news is a big deal for the slaves and maids of the six palaces. Especially those maids who have been recommended by female officials. For Nanxun Palace, the residence of only a few talented people, this news is the existence of the rain hitting the lake. There was a sound and there was no shadow.

No one cared, except Wen Qingwu.

Wen Qingwu sat on the couch and looked at the "Six Classics of the Inner Palace" in his hand. Listen to Ruji's words: "Can every concubine be recommended?" ”

Liuji nodded: "Above the twenty-seventh woman, all can be recommended." ”

She is also a woman. Wen Qingwu put the book on his lap, looked at Ruyoshi and asked, "Then can I recommend myself?" ”

"Huh?" Liuji was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted, looked at Wen Qingwu and said in surprise: "The master wants to recommend himself to be the palace maid in front of the palace?" ”

Although the people of Tianzhou are open, in fact, the class division is still very strict. For example, the position of the queen, and even the concubine, have clear regulations that there can be no slaves and maids.

Except for Concubine Mei Shu, who was put on the tip of the emperor's heart, there were not even civilian women. It is a nobleman with five surnames and seven hopes, or a noble daughter of a noble prince's family

Let's just say that the master, although she is the lowest-level concubine in Luoyang Palace, is a talented person. But his father Wen Shihua was the governor of Lizhou and commanded the military of the six states. There is also the title of duke. After his death, His Majesty was enshrined in the Ministry of Rites.

Even if she is a maidservant in front of the palace, she is also born as a slave. It is almost impossible to be favored by the emperor, and it is just that she will have capital to become a female official in the future.

"Hmm." Wen Qingwu nodded: "If you recommend it, who are you recommending it?" ”

"Master, you are a serious concubine, and you can think of many ways to get close to the emperor. It's like making medicinal food in person before, or asking the emperor to learn dance or something like that. There is no need to grieve yourself to be a slave. Liuji said bitterly: "The palace maid in front of the palace can't sleep." If the emperor doesn't care, he will really become a servant. ”

She'd rather be a servant who really serves. Wen Qingwu comforted: "If you don't sleep, it's exactly what I want." "I can get close to the emperor without going to bed.

How nice it would be if it was a man. Wen Qingwu sighed, not only did he not have to worry about these things, but he could also work hard to squeeze into the court and stand above the court to participate in the court politics.

Maybe he can become a close minister of the Son of Heaven.

Ruyoshi wanted to say something, but he only heard the warmth: "I have made up my mind." You go and inquire, if it's a recommendation, where am I going to make a recommendation. ”

In late autumn, the clouds are thick, the sun can't find the thick clouds, and the whole world is gloomy.

Li Jianzhi on his way to Shangyi Bureau. In the past few days, everyone has been free, and suddenly they are better at drawing, and they have drawn a lot every day, and they have wasted a lot of paper. The daily delivery of the Shangyi Bureau is not enough.

Today, while he was still running out, he settled the people who served in front of the palace, and he personally went to the Shangyi Bureau to get paper and ink. By the way, the old waist has been getting worse and worse lately.

Li Jianzhi walked hunched over, and when he saw a figure in his spare eyes, he stopped. He turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu.

Wen Qingwu stood outside the Shanggong Bureau, watching the figures coming in and out. After a while, I saw a little maid walking out with a woman in brocade: "Wen Cairen, this is the Kong Shang Palace you are looking for." ”

Shang Gong was half a step higher than her, and Wen Qingwu bent his legs in a regular manner: "Kong Shang Palace." ”

Kong Shanggong looked at Wen Qingwu, first glanced at Wen Qingwu, and then said, "Wen Cairen is looking for me, I don't know what's the matter?" ”

Wen Qingwu glanced at the people in the palace who hurriedly entered and exited, and looked back at Kong Shang Palace: "I heard that in the winter solstice palace maid assessment, the twenty-seventh wife and above concubines can recommend one person. ”

"Who does Wen Cairen want to recommend?" Knowing Wen Qingwu's intention in one sentence, Kong Shanggong asked, his eyes falling on Liu Ye, who was following Wen Qingwu. Liu Ye didn't even reach Wen Qingwu's shoulder. The two buns on his head were swollen, and his watery eyes looked at him blinking.

It's cute enough, but age is definitely not enough. The big palace maid in front of the palace has no requirements except for her appearance and appearance, as long as she is not so ugly that people and gods are angry, it's okay.

The only requirement is that you must be at least 12 years old.

"Me." Wen Qingwu rolled up his sleeves and looked at Kong Shanggong and said slowly.

Kong Shanggong was stunned for a moment, wondering if he had heard it wrong, and asked again: "Who did the talented person say?" ”

Wen Qingwu raised his hand and pointed at himself with his index finger like a shallot root: "Me." ”

Rao is in the palace, Kong Shanggong, who has been indifferent to the world for many years, was stunned when he asked about this: "Just talk about it." ”

Wen Qingwu shook his head: "I want to recommend myself to participate in the selection of palace maids in the sixth bureau assessment, is it okay?" ”

Shang Gong looked at Wen Qingwu, frowned, and then shook his head: "There was no precedent for concubines to enter the examination in the sixth bureau before, so please go back." ”

"There is no precedent, and it is not that there is a clear stipulation that concubines cannot be admitted to the exam." Wen Qingwu said to Kong Shanggong.

Kong Shanggong shook his head firmly without thinking about it: "I am not the one who makes the palace rules, all I can do is to follow the palace rules." If there is no palace rule, then it will be done according to what the predecessors did. I don't want to be meritorious, and I don't want to be wrong. ”

Wen Qingwu opened his mouth, and wanted to say that Kong Shanggong didn't give him a chance, so he nodded politely: "I still have a lot of matters, so I'll retire first." Talent is self-sufficient. ”

Wen Qingwu stood in place, watching Kong Shanggong turn around and walk back to the Shanggong Bureau.

Liu Ye behind him sighed: "Cairen, do you still want to ask?" When she came, she was also surprised when she heard Ruyoshi's decision to talk about talents.

I've only seen slaves and maids fighting to become masters, and I've never seen masters tossing in order to become slaves.

Wen Qingwu didn't speak, and looked up at the roof of the Shang Palace Bureau, and inside the Zhu Wall, a wangui stretched out.

After standing for a moment, a woman who was about thirty years old walked out of the Shang Palace Bureau, passed by, and stopped. Turning his head to look at Wen Qingwu: "Wen Cairen? ”

Wen Qingwu turned his head and looked at the visitor. After a moment, he bowed and saluted: "Yang Shangfu." He bent his legs at the silent woman next to Yang Shangfu: "Xiao Shangyi." ”

"Do you remember me?" Yang Shangfu looked at Wen Qingwu who was saluting, a little surprised. If she remembered correctly, she had only seen the person in front of her when she was making spring silk.

Xiao Shangyi, who was beside her, looked at Wen Qingwu silently.

"I remember." Wen Qingwu replied.

"Talent is really good memory." Yang Shangfu returned a salute, and then said: "If it's okay, I'll retire first." With that, he turned around and followed Xiao Shangyi behind him and turned to leave. I didn't ask Wen Qingwu what he was doing here.

People in the harem are generally not nosy.

In fact, she didn't even have to say hello. Still, she said hello. Yang Shangfu walked out of the Shang Palace Bureau and walked around to the palace road, and turned his head to look at Xiao Shangyi next to him: "Do you remember her?" ”