The towering eaves reach into the sky, and the two correspond to each other, which is simple and exquisite, indicating the nature of this place.

Taishi Temple.

Shen Luan's efficiency is very high, and she only said in the morning that she had arrived at noon.

But fortunately, she came directly after eating.

The gate of the courtyard reveals a simple and elegant feeling, standing tall, looking up along the gate, the three big characters of the Taishi Institute are vigorous and powerful.

It seems that it is still the same as it was back then.

Mu Qianyan stood in this familiar and unfamiliar place stunned. This is the Taishi Academy that my grandfather told her about since she was a child, the place where my grandfather wrote history, the place where he wanted to settle the rest of his life, and the place where he was put to death.

How much he loved this place, Mu Qianyan knew it since he was a child.

He was able to tell every detail of this place with his eyes closed, including the loss of the brick; Where is there a masterpiece of his inspiration; Or there was an old dirt on some piece of the floor, how mighty the stone lion was at the door, and his head was already reflective; How fat the carp in the clear pond is, there are several kinds of flowers and plants around.

One by one, some of them she actually can't remember clearly, because the memory is too deep and too detailed, if she doesn't have personal experience, she is afraid it will be difficult for her to remember everything.

But even so, when she stood in this place, she could still piece together from those memories of a few words.

Subtly, she seems to have known this place for a long time.

"What are you doing in a daze, open the door,"

One of the eunuchs who had led her here spoke impatiently.

He squinted, disdainful.

It's really strange that women can enter the palace as historians, I really don't know how to get in.

Mu Qianyan entered the palace this time, although he relied on Shen Luan, no one knew about this relationship in the Taishi Academy.

There are two reasons for this,

First, Shen Luan's identity may not be a death-free gold medal in this place, but she will be hated by the eunuchs who came to her, so that she will be angry with her.

Although Shen Luan's forces had infiltrated, this was the palace after all, and he didn't dare to take risks.

Second, Mu Qianyan didn't want to rely on Shen Luan to do anything this time.

She wanted to see what she could do in the Taishi Academy.

Although Shen Luan is good, she doesn't want to rely on it too much.

What she learned in elementary school prevented her from pinning everything on others. Only one's own strength is the best guarantee.

There is another reason, she wants to be side by side with Shen Luan, instead of blindly hiding under his wing.

Her mind wouldn't allow her to do anything like that.

"I really don't know where to find such a woman as an errand,"

The little eunuch is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but the shrewd and disgusting face on his face is ten out of ten.

"You look down on me?"

Mu Qianyan heard him muttering blatantly, but he didn't want to let go of this guy who had no one in his eyes.

Now that the eunuchs have gained power, a large number of people have been willingly castrated to become eunuchs.

Batches of small eunuchs were sent to the palace, and in just a few years, the eunuchs in the palace were about to catch up with the number of palace people.

It can really be described as a eunuch's palace.

"I just look down on you!"

The little eunuch's immature face revealed a mockery and depth that did not match his age,

Mu Qianyan sneered, and put on the same drag as Shen Luan had before.

He looked the little eunuch up and down expressionlessly, then withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, and raised his eyebrows contemptuously.

"What do you mean!"

The little eunuch's face changed greatly, and a hint of embarrassment rose on his pale face.

Of course, there wasn't a single man who didn't care about his part, including this little eunuch who was only a teenager.

Who can not care, it's all about survival.

"You look down on women, I look down on eunuchs,"

Mu Qianyan said lightly, turning his head lightly, as if he was just telling a joke.

She doesn't actually discriminate against eunuchs, it's just for life.

She discriminated against the eunuch in front of her who sat in the well and watched the sky without knowing the sky, and it just so happened that this could poke his heart.

"It's been delivered, you can go."

Mu Qianyan opened the door and unceremoniously sent off the guests.

"You dare to talk to me like that, do you know who I am!"

The little eunuch was so angry that his neck was red, but the words he said were obviously lacking in confidence.

His glory came from eunuchs, eunuchs were powerful, and he walked almost sideways in the palace.

But his humiliation also came from eunuchs.

No one will really let go.

The disability of the body will cause a lifetime of regret and shadow, but he chose to choose this path at the most lively age, and he is destined to be like this for the rest of his life.

"You know who you are, you don't have to ask."

Mu Qianyan was not in the mood to go around in circles with him, and took a step into the Taishi Academy.

It is exactly the same as in my mind, from the direction of each hall to the straight poplar in the courtyard that symbolizes the integrity of the official and the truth-seeking history.

Although, the aspen has lost its shadow, and only a bare stake remains.

It's a pity that it was chopped off.

In the Chongwen Palace, a group of people in black official uniforms sat around and discussed something.

Soon someone noticed her arrival,

"That's it?"

The eight-character mustache led by the first to turn his head and looked up and down at this little doll in civilian clothes.

Looking like he was fifteen or sixteen years old, did he really come here to write history?

As he discovered, the people around him also looked up from the pile of papers.

Yesterday I said that a new historian came back, and he said that it was a woman, but he didn't say that he was a little doll.

Mu Qianyan is still wearing a regular turquoise dress today, and the three thousand green silk is simply erected.

That's right, with Shen Luan's efforts, she really has a black and bright green silk.

Live out a cute little doll.

"You're the new Historian?"

Wang Wenyun still can't believe this fact, how did he recruit people and find a little girl to come to the house?

"Yes, I'll ask you for advice in the future,"

Mu Qianyan smiled and nodded slightly.

Of course, she knew that she would not be able to convince this group of people with this appearance.

"Presumably you are the head of the courtyard, Lord Wang, right?"

In her heart, only her grandfather can be called the head of the hospital, but she can only have different hearts.

After all, people are under the roof, and it is always difficult to be too tough.

She hasn't figured out the bottom of this group of people yet, and it's not too late to make a decision after getting acquainted with them.

"Yes, I'm Wang Wenyun,"

He casually put the brush on the side of the shelf, wiped some ink on his hand and walked towards her,

"Your name,"

"Mu Qianyan"

"Mu?"

Wang Wenyun was thoughtful and was about to speak,

"Beijing Mujia,"

There is nothing to hide, the former Mu family was indeed prosperous and strong enough for many people to remember clearly.

"Which daughter?"

Wang Wenyun received an affirmative answer, and his expression became a little more interested.

Back then, Mu Le's little mess could be described as a storm in the city, spoiling his concubine and killing his wife, which was not a good thing to say at any time. What's more, her wife is the daughter of Bai Changfeng.

Bai Changfeng, the former head of the Taishi Academy.

If he is not demoted, where will it be his turn to sit in this position.

"I'm from the Bai family,"

Mu Qianyan still didn't hide it, this is the realm of eunuchs after all, she can't hide it, so she simply said it directly.

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Wang Wenyun, the people who were a little disdainful just now instantly put away their expressions.

Bai Changfeng's name has always been a special existence in the Taishi Academy, or in other words, it is forbidden to mention it.

He has been honest all his life, has a clean breeze on his sleeves, is a founding minister, and is upright for learning...... These are his adjectives.

Committing rebellion, treacherous and disorderly, deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors, and committing great rape and evil...... It has almost become synonymous with him.

But no one doubts his ability to write history.

He successfully compiled the vast and heavy history of the former dynasties in just two years.

There were 380 volumes in all, and they were completed brilliantly and quickly, with concise language, clear words, and clear merits and demerits.

It's a pity that Jean burned it ten years ago.

At that time, no one was not sad, especially those who wrote history, and it was definitely a lifetime blessing to be able to read such a detailed history book.

But none of them could help it, it was the work of the eunuchs.

At the beginning, there were also some who swore to die and wanted to re-engrave that history book, but there is no trace of them.

No one thinks that they are really in seclusion, they are just nice words.

But no one will raise an objection, because once the objection is raised, the crime is already established. Even if you don't want a career, no one will joke about your name.

In that environment, Bai Changfeng's integrity can't give him a better end.

"I am fortunate to be here and to be able to inherit the career of my grandfather in his life,"

She tilted her head, but there was no expression on her face.

She has learned it now, and Shen Luan's set is really easy to use. When you see people, you have a cold face, and you feel that you are in charge of everything at any time.

What's more, she doesn't know whether this group of people are humans or ghosts.

In recent years, there have been several books included in the history collection of the Taishi Academy, which are quite fast, and there is no major problem with the language and rhetoric.

The only thing that's problematic is the content.

All of them are singing praises to certain interest groups and hyping up today's "prosperous era".

In those history books, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, agriculture developed, taxes were reduced, and the good seemed to be another world.

In fact, Daye is completely different from those books, and even two opposites.

It looks like in the mirror, but it's ridiculous.

But that doesn't stop people from still wanting to write.

For example, the group of people in front of you.

They are all wearing the specific costumes of the Taishi Academy, neat and clean, and they are all dressed like Wenchen, and they look like they are charming from a distance, and they seem to have something on their bodies.

But the fact is that those messy histories really came from the hands of this group of people.

Wang Wenyun is the main writer.

"Hi,"

Mu Qianyun only said such a sentence, and then just watched quietly, which made Wang Wenyun a little overwhelmed.

He raised his hand in embarrassment, but he didn't know what he was going to do, and then put it down in embarrassment.