In recent days, Li Chunfang, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, has been busy enough, he has to repeatedly confirm the sacrificial process, and he also has to prepare the sacrificial documents required for the sacrifice at that time, so as to ensure that the sacrifice is foolproof and there is no mistake, after all, this is the first time he has been in charge of such an important matter since he took office!

"Love, it's not early, let's rest for a while." Li Chunfang's wife looked at her husband's anxious appearance and comforted.

"Wait, it'll be about the same in a little while." Li Chunfang responded perfunctorily, and the movements in her hands did not stop.

Time passed slowly, I don't know how long it took, Li Chunfang breathed a sigh of relief, put down the brush in his hand, looked at the completed sacrifice, and couldn't help but sigh: "Ah, it's finally finished!" ”

I saw that it was written: "Whoever governs people, don't be in a hurry to be polite." There are five scriptures for rituals, and nothing is more important than sacrifices. The husband sacrificer, the one who does not come from the outside, is born from the heart; I was stunned and offered a courtesy......"

Seeing this, Li Chunfang's wife immediately beckoned the servants to bring tea and pastries.

"Love, you still have to pay more attention to rest, don't get tired." Li Chunfang's wife stepped forward and said coquettishly.

"I understand, it's just that this is the first errand I have received since my husband served as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, so I naturally have to do it beautifully, so that my husband can also gain a firm foothold."

"By the way, have many wives of eunuchs invited you to embroidery and other gatherings recently?" Li Chunfang turned around and asked his wife.

"How does the lover know?" Li Chunfang's wife was a little surprised when she heard this.

"This kind of thing, you can know it with a little thought." After Li Chunfang finished speaking, he put a piece of pastry in his mouth.

"What does the lover want to do with the concubine?" Li Chunfang's wife bit her lip and asked.

"I hope you can pay more attention to this aspect, after all, the husband is now the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, I don't know how many people are jealous, the trap in the open can be avoided, and the knives, guns and sticks in the dark are unguardable!"

"It's really a good worker, and the concubine will pay attention to it."

"As long as you and your children live well, even if you suffer a little hardship and suffer a little sin for your husband, you will be happy in your heart!" Li Chunfang hugged his wife into his arms and said softly.

"Husband, ......" Li Chunfang's wife looked at her lover affectionately, and there was all kinds of charm in her eyes.

Li Chunfang didn't hesitate, kissed it directly, and didn't say anything all night.

……

Early in the morning, Yan Mansion.

Since the emperor appointed Yan Shifan as the chief examiner of the imperial examination, Yan Shifan has locked himself in his house all day long, thinking hard about the topics of the imperial examination, except for going to the court.

Because Yan Shifan was both an official and a worker, out of consideration for his work, the imperial court did not let him report to the small black house where the chief examiners of the imperial examination would go, but authorized him to be at home and slowly think about the exam questions.

'Bang bang bang! ’

At this moment, in Yan Shifan's house, there was a sound of broken ceramics.

"Old Brother Xiao has lost his temper again?" Seeing this, a sweeping servant stopped what he was doing and lowered his voice.

"Isn't it? Ever since His Majesty made him the chief examiner of the imperial examination and was in charge of the exam questions, his temper has become even worse! I shut myself in the house all day long, and I didn't speak, but I took a pen and paper and wrote and drew there, and I looked like a crazy ......" The companion who was in charge of pruning the branches and leaves on the side took over the conversation, and when he saw that there was no one around, he spoke.

"Shhh When the sweeping servant saw his companion say this, he quickly put down the broom in his hand and reminded him.

"Uh-oh." The slave who had been reminded hurriedly shut down and continued with the work at hand.

……

"Smash you, smash!"

At this time, Yan Shifan's room was already in a mess, the large vase that had been placed on the table was gone, the floor was full of ceramic shards and torn white paper, and the books used as references were also scattered all over the ground.

After venting his emotions, Yan Shifan summoned the servants and lightly ordered, "Clean up this." ”

"Yes." Seeing that Yan Shifan was angry, the servant was more careful in the movements of his hands, and he had heard rumors about Xiao Ge Lao these days, saying that his temper was even worse.

In a few moments, the shards of ceramics and torn paper on the floor were cleaned, a new vase was placed on the table, and when everything was cleaned up, the servant bowed and left.

In fact, at the beginning, Yan Shifan was far from being so irritable.

At the beginning, when Yan Shifan was uninspired and couldn't think of exam questions, he often chose to put down the brush in his hand and go out of the room to breathe, and at the same time open up his thoughts and think after he was in a good mood.

Later, as one idea after another was rejected by himself, Yan Shifan's temper became bigger and bigger, and at the same time, he became more and more anxious, he looked at the books on the bookcase, and wanted to burn them all.

At this moment, the butler of the Yan Mansion walked in and said respectfully: "Little Pavilion Elder, Pavilion Elder asked you to go to the study, he has something to tell you." ”

"Well, I see, you go down." Yan Shifan nodded after hearing this, and after sending the housekeeper away, he walked to his father Yan Song's room.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

As soon as Yan Shifan entered Yan Song's study, he saw Yan Song stepping on a stool, trembling and trying to remove the books from the shelves, and the ground was full of all kinds of books, which looked very disorderly.

Seeing this, Yan Shifan couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly helped Yan Song down from the stool, and said respectfully: "Father, let's come!" ”

After Yan Shifan finished speaking, he took down the book that Yan Song wanted before and respectfully sent it to Yan Song.

Yan Song took the book and said lightly: "Listen to the next person, you have lost your temper again recently?" ”

"Who is chewing on the root of his tongue in front of his father? The child will not spare him! Yan Shifan was furious after listening to Yan Song's words, and immediately said in a deep voice.

"You don't care who told me, just say, have you been losing your temper again lately?" Yan Song stared straight into Yan Shifan's eyes and asked.

"Yes, father, the child has encountered some bottlenecks recently, and he is not in a good mood, so he ......" Yan Shifan didn't dare to look at Yan Song, so he had to bow his head silently and respond.

"If you can't think of it for a while, you don't have to force it."

"It's just right, the weather is good today, take the books in the study out for me to dry!" Yan Song looked at the books stacked on the ground and spoke.

"Yes!" After Yan Fan responded, he picked up the books scattered on the ground and moved them outside.

……

"Father, you're almost done!"

Yan Shifan wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and spoke.

"Well, let's rest for a while." After Yan Song finished speaking, the maid on the side handed Yan Shifan a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

"Father, why did you suddenly remember to dry a book today?" Yan Shifan was quite puzzled by this.

"The weather is fine today, so I thought about vacating the books in the study and drying them to avoid being eaten by insects! These books have also been with me Yan Song for decades, and I have always carried them with me since I became an official! ”

"In the past, these books were published by me personally, but now, old!"

Yan Song looked at the books that were neatly placed on the ground, seemed to feel something, and slowly spoke.

"What's the matter, my father's body is still very tough!" Yan Shifan saw that Yan Song's mood became depressed, and opened his mouth to comfort.

"You, you don't have to worry too much about the questions of the imperial examination, you really can't do it, you can take the questions of previous years for reference." Yan Song leaned down, fiddling with the books on the ground, and said lightly.

"Yes, I thank my father for his teachings." Yan Shifan then bowed and saluted.

(End of chapter)