Sang Zhixia was once a promising agricultural博士, but after a fall, she became a poor concubine forced into a substitute marriage! On her wedding day, the groom rushed into the bridal chamber an...
Chapter 870 Why is this guy still stealing the eunuch's job? !
No matter what you eat in a crowded place, even if it is just a piece of roasted venison, it becomes very precious when people fight over it.
Anyway, no matter how much there is, it seems that it is not as delicious as the food that is eaten first. People can start eating directly without being served. The chopsticks that are constantly stretched out are fighting back and forth on the barbecue grill.
Wen Xiang usually only eats until he is 70% full when he gets older. Today, he was influenced by the atmosphere and ate a lot. He took a cup of tea to help digestion and drank it in small sips.
There was a sense of disappointment towards himself in his eyes, but also a sense of relief at seeing Hsinchu's groundbreaking.
After the special amnesty imperial examination, the first batch of people who are screened out will become the fresh blood injected into the court, and talented people will also be gradually selected and gradually embark on the path of being the right-hand men.
Every young and unstable person will be an indispensable pillar.
He was really looking forward to seeing the long-destroyed mountains and rivers bursting with life again.
Wen Xiang was also very interested in what Uncle Xu and the others were doing.
"That's a good idea."
Minister Wen looked at Sang Zhixia and praised her highly, saying, "It is rare for someone so young to have such a broad mind and be able to think of the convenience of the people."
Sang Zhixia was a little embarrassed by the praise and explained, "I just lent a hand and came up with an idea. How to do it specifically depends on the efforts of Grandfather and Third Uncle."
After all, she just said that theory and practice can go hand in hand.
But when it comes to compiling books and biographies, even if the flowery writing is translated into plain language, she finds it difficult to read it and is absolutely unable to write anything.
Wen Xiang couldn't help but praise him. After listening to the summary, he actively offered suggestions: "It's not that I want to move a few people in to grab such a great achievement, but as the saying goes, there is strength in numbers, and with more strength, things can be done more efficiently."
"This is ultimately a good thing that benefits all people. The sooner it is promoted, the sooner the people who benefit will be able to eat more fully. We can't delay any longer."
"How about I pick a few suitable people to help you?"
As if afraid that Uncle Xu would be unhappy, the old man quickly emphasized: "I'm just helping out, and my name won't be recorded in the biography."
"And everything must be done according to your wishes. The main thing is to cooperate with you to complete the compilation work as soon as possible so that it can be distributed sooner."
Uncle Xu laughed after hearing this.
"It doesn't matter whether I'm famous or not. I don't do this for fame."
"But what the Prime Minister said reminds me. If it's convenient, why not assign a few skilled draftsmen from the Ministry of Works to help out?"
In fact, even if Xu Minghui didn't emphasize it again and again, he knew that in order to do a good job, one must first sharpen the tools.
They have improved and tried many kinds of farming tools on the farm, and their efficiency is indeed much higher than most.
If there are enough people, Uncle Xu would also like to run both operations simultaneously.
The Minister of Literature clapped his hands and smiled, "How difficult is this?"
"I've heard the Emperor say before that the Third Master of the Xu family used to work in the Ministry of Works and did a great job. Now, if he were to talk about the Ministry of Works again, wouldn't it be easy for him to handle it?"
"What does the Emperor think?"
Jiang Yubai left the pile in front of him uneaten, raised his hand and snatched the fruit that Xu Mingyang had brought to relieve his greasiness, took a bite and said with a smile, "Easy."
"Master San just needs to figure out the process of how to do it, and then we can assign people after the big exam is over."
Uncle Xu was overjoyed when he heard this and quickly stood up and knelt down to express his gratitude.
Jiang Yubai raised his hand and called out as usual. Noticing the satisfaction on Wen Xiang's face, he stood up and said softly, "It seems that my choice of queen should be almost decided."
He envied his parents' deep love for each other, and felt from the bottom of his heart that Xu Yu and Sang Zhixia's sharing of hardships and advancement together was a beautiful thing in the world.
But he also knew clearly that he could not afford these things.
Xu Yu turned the fruit in his hand without saying anything. Jiang Yubai smiled to himself, "It doesn't matter though."
"After all, you are so lucky to have lived among thousands of flowers in your life, so you should let me be proud of it."
Xu Yu made a few indescribable sound of clicking his tongue, looked up at the crescent moon hanging in the sky, and handed Jiang Yubai an orange that looked very sour.
Jiang Yubai slapped his hand away with a forced smile and said expressionlessly, "Lord Xu, it's getting late."
Xu Yu stood up and said, "Your Majesty is absolutely right."
"Your humble servant respectfully bids you farewell..."
"Are you not going to escort me back to the palace?"
Xu Yu: “…”
The ferocity that flashed across Xu Yu's eyes successfully elicited a sneer from Jiang Yubai.
Jiang Yubai brushed his sleeves and said lightly, "Although it's not far from here to the palace, I'm traveling incognito today, and my guards are very limited. Can you really live with your conscience if you don't personally escort me back?"
Xu Yu wanted to say that he had no conscience at all.
However, the reality is that if the king wants his subjects to send him off, the subjects have to send him off!
Xu Yu waited with a cold face as Jiang Yubai said goodbye to the old man and Qi Lao. With a face darker than the night, he said respectfully, "Your Majesty, please depart!"
Jiang Yubai stumbled and almost fell, and the look he gave Xu Yu was as if he had seen a ghost.
Why is this guy trying to steal the eunuch's job?!
Xu Yu, who bravely took away the eunuch's job, was full of resentment, just like a depressed old donkey that had been pulling a millstone for ten days without sleep, and he worked hard without complaint.
As soon as he was sent out of the manor, Jiang Yubai couldn't bear to look directly at him and waved his hands: "Get out."
"It's none of your business."
Xu Yu looked very happy to be chased away. Before Jiang Yubai got on the horse, he lowered his head and whispered a few words in his ear. At the end, he smoothed the reins and said, "Take a rest for a few days and stay home."
"Wait until you finish drinking my wedding wine, then we can start slowly."
Xu Yu took a step back to observe the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects. Jiang Yubai took out the orange he had hidden from somewhere and threw it at Xu Yu's face.
"This one isn't sour, I saved it for you."
After Jiang Yubai finished speaking, he rode away with his men. Xu Yu played with the orange in his hand with a playful look on his face, walked back and stuffed it into Sang Yanyou's hand.
Before Xu Yu had gone far, Sang Yanyou's desperate screams erupted from behind him: "It hurts!"
Xu Yu's mouth twitched and he murmured, "I knew it would be like this."
Isn't the one left for him sour?
impossible.
The emperor is incapable of doing such a gentle thing.
Xu Yu left the greedy boy who was still jumping up and down and walked away in an extremely casual manner. That night, he directly instructed the village head and others to close the door to visitors for the next few days and wait until the results were announced before making any plans.
During the waiting period, the Minister of Revenue, who was so powerful outside, changed out of his brocade official robe and accompanied Sang Zhixia to work in the fields during the day. At night, he lit a candle and served as Sang Zhixia's book boy, recording and proofreading.
The papers on the table piled up. The people in the village sent their greedy kids home and finally received the good news of the results being announced.
Xu Minghui's name is among them.
While the person who announced the good news was being rewarded and left, Xu Yu accidentally glanced at the ranking on the imperial list with satisfaction and said, "Why is it the third place?"
Didn’t Xu Minghui always brag that he could become the top scorer?
Chen Jing'an got to know some of the inside story and said mysteriously, "Because two of the top three selected are old men."
Xu Yu: “…”