Chapter 212 Hanlin Academy

Her voice was loud, and the ministers in the court were surprised. Jiang Zhaorong also looked at her in surprise.

Xu Yanli's eyes were full of relief.

These were the children of his Xu family!

Even the emperor sitting on the dragon chair couldn't help but be moved.

He admitted that he had taken a gamble to let Jiang Zhiyu take charge of the imperial examination.

Although the Hanlin Academy is known for its purity, how many people can really see money and shit?

People living in the world must have desires, whether it is money or emotions. If they are tempted by these, how many people can stick to their original intentions?

The imperial examination selects talented people, but those who have passed the examination in recent years are either the nephew of this minister or the grandson of that minister, and they are all related to each other to some extent. He

joined the party before entering the court.

Although the emperor is determined to rectify the situation, it is difficult to find a talent after all. After years of searching, Zhiyu finally appeared and can relieve his worries.

This must be God's blessing!

The court officials were silent, and the emperor praised: "Good! With Zhiyu's words, I will hand over the imperial examination to you, and give you the imperial sword. You can kill the tyrants and treacherous ministers. If there are others who hinder, just kill them all!"

His eyes looked around, and his tone was full of the murderous spirit of iron horses, which made everyone feel cold.

Having said that, no one dared to say anything more. All the ministers knelt down and said, "Yes".

...

After the court session, Jiang Zhiyu went straight to the Hanlin Academy.

There were already several people waiting at the door of the Hanlin Academy. It was obvious that they had received the news and came to wait for her.

The people at the door saw a carriage approaching quietly, and their eyebrows were full of curiosity.

The first female official of Tianqi, with superb medical skills and outstanding martial arts, not only that, but also solved the epidemic in Jinzhou and thwarted the conspiracy in Mobei. She was promoted from the ninth rank to the fifth rank overnight, and the emperor also let her be in charge of the imperial examination.

Each of them is enough to shock everyone, but when these deeds are concentrated on one person, they are even more curious.

What kind of extraordinary woman is she? !

The carriage stopped, the curtain was lifted, Jiang Zhiyu waved and greeted them: "Hello!"

The colleagues in the Hanlin Academy clasped their fists and said: "Hello, Jiang Shidu Bachelor."

After the greetings, the Hanlin Academy took Jiang Zhiyu to have a brief tour of the Hanlin Academy, and then briefly introduced her to the work process.

That is, recording some daily notes, compiling national history, giving lectures to the emperor, teaching the prince to read, supervising the imperial examinations, and drafting documents related to rituals.

[Most of the Hanlins in other dynasties were poor because they had no money to make, but the Hanlins in this dynasty were different. Because they were also responsible for the imperial examinations, they made a lot of money. ]

Jiang Zhiyu looked at the Hanlins who couldn't stop eating, and smiled politely.

[Other people's Hanlin Academy: noble, poor, but high status.]

[Tianqi's Hanlin Academy: rich, rich, and extremely high status.]

Although the examination only started in spring, students had already come to Beijing to prepare in winter. If the Hanlins had time, they would go to the Imperial College. When they went, their pockets were empty, but when they came back, their pockets would be bulging, and they couldn't even put anything in.

If there was a new person in the Hanlin Academy, they would first let the old people take them to the Imperial College. After this trip, no matter whether he accepted the person or not, as long as he didn't report it, he would be of the same class. Anyway,

in the past few years, no one mentioned reporting it after passing this place.

But the one who came today...

The Hanlins looked at each other, and they all saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Because of Jiang Zhiyu's speech in the court, the Hanlin scholars all felt guilty. They couldn't figure out her temper, and no one dared to mention it.

Although they didn't mention it, Jiang Zhiyu knew it clearly in her heart.

"By the way, how are books compiled in the Hanlin Academy?"

The Hanlin scholars took her to see, and asked casually along the way: "Did Scholar Jiang Shidu get something good that he wanted to copy?"

After all, apart from this, he couldn't think of why Jiang Zhiyu wanted to see how to compile books.

If she had the time, wouldn't it be nice to go to the Imperial College?

Jiang Zhiyu chuckled: "No, I just have some stories that I want to print out."

The Hanlin nodded and asked about Jiang Zhiyu's preferences: "I wonder what kind of stories does Scholar Jiang Shidu like? Is it the official history type, or the vernacular type in folk tales?"

"Both are fine."

The Hanlin paused.

After walking a few steps, they arrived at the courtyard where the book was compiled. The Hanlin said, "I wonder how many copies Jiang Shidu will print. It's easy to copy one copy of this story, but if it's multiple copies, it's very time-consuming and labor-intensive."

His implication was that it would be best to copy only one copy, so as not to delay the work.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at it and saw that the Hanlin Academy still used woodblock printing.

Jiang Zhiyu nodded, "Don't worry, I won't delay the work. I'll go back and organize the books today, and tomorrow I'll borrow this courtyard."

As she spoke, she picked up a branch next to her and drew a line in the courtyard, "Just borrow half of it."

The Hanlin was confused.

...

In the Xiangfu, Jiang Zhaorong had not seen Song Shiwei since he returned to Taohong Courtyard the day before yesterday, until he went to court. This would have been absolutely impossible before.

Song Shiwei sat in the courtyard, biting her lip, looking at the densely written letters on the desk, feeling irritated.

Next to the desk, there were many more letters like this, all of which were sent by her to the Sixth Prince's Mansion, but were returned intact by the servants in the mansion.

Song Shiwei gripped the pen, her fingertips turning white from the force.

Everything has been different since that woman appeared. Xiao Yanli has never looked at her since that day. According to rumors in the capital, he has been pestering that woman these days, and it is obvious that he is in love with her. He also said that the imperial decree of marriage might come down soon!

What about herself?

She was unwilling to accept it!

It was obvious that she was only one step away from the title of prince's consort!

Although she had not had anything to do with Xiao Yanli, she had done everything she should have done. Why was he so cruel? Abandoning her?

And Jiang Zhaorong...

Song Shiwei gritted her teeth. Usually, when he came back from a long trip, the first person he looked at was her, besides the old lady. However, this time he went to Jinzhou, a day had passed, and he still hadn't come to her yard, and he didn't even bring a word.

Everything seemed to be out of her control. Song Shiwei could clearly feel this feeling, but she couldn't stop it.

Song Shiwei sighed lightly, put the letter away, took out the brazier under the table, and burned the letters one by one. After making sure that there was no trace left, she opened the window and went out to smoke.

Then she put the brazier away, took a sachet, and walked towards Jiang Zhaorong's courtyard...

Her pink hands pressed on Jiang Zhaorong's temples, not too hard or too soft.

"My Lord, Miss Song is getting old now, have you found someone?"