She spoke in a resounding voice, and looked at the ministers with surprise. Jiang Zhaorong also looked at her in surprise.
Xu Yanli's eyes were full of relief.
These are the children of his Xu family!
Even the emperor sitting on the dragon throne couldn't help but look moved.
He admitted that letting Jiang Zhiyu be in charge of the imperial examination was a bit of a gamble.
Although the Hanlin Academy is known for its purity and nobility, how many people can truly regard money as dirt?
People living in this world are bound to have desires, whether it is money or love. 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 in recent years are either the nephews of this minister or the grandsons of that minister, and they are all related to each other in some way.
Before entering the court, he had already joined the party.
Although the emperor was determined to reorganize the situation, it was difficult to find the right person. After searching for many years, he finally found a young fish that could relieve his worries.
This must be the revelation from God!
The court officials fell silent. The emperor praised them, saying, "Excellent! With Zhiyu's words, I will hand over the entire imperial examination system to you. I will also grant you the Imperial Sword. With it, you can execute the tyrant emperor and the treacherous ministers. Anyone who stands in your way will be executed!"
He looked around, and his tone was full of murderous intent, which made everyone feel a chill in their hearts.
Having said this, no one dared to say anything else. All the ministers knelt down and replied, "Yes."
…
After the court session, Jiang Zhiyu went straight to the Hanlin Academy.
There were already several people waiting at the gate of the Hanlin Academy. They had obviously received the news and came to wait for her.
The people at the door saw a carriage approaching quietly, and their eyes were full of curiosity.
The first female official of Tianqi, she had superb medical skills and outstanding martial arts. Not only that, she 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 put her in charge of the imperial examination.
Each of these stories, if told to others, would be enough to shock everyone, but when all these stories were concentrated on one person, they became even more curious.
What kind of extraordinary woman is this?!
The carriage stopped, the curtains lifted, and Jiang Zhiyu waved and greeted them: "Hello!"
The colleagues in the Hanlin Academy all clasped their fists and said, "Hello, Scholar Jiang."
After the greetings, the Hanlin scholars took Jiang Zhiyu on a brief tour of the Hanlin Academy and then gave her a brief introduction to the work process.
That is, documents that record daily life, compile national history, lecture to the emperor, teach the prince, supervise the imperial examinations, and draft relevant ceremonies.
[Hanlin scholars in other dynasties mostly lived in poverty, as they had no lucrative income. However, Hanlin scholars in this dynasty were different. Because they were also responsible for the imperial examinations, each one of them earned a tidings of wealth.]
Jiang Zhiyu looked at the Hanlin scholars who were eating so much that they couldn't stop, and smiled politely.
[Other people's Hanlin Academy: noble and elegant, though poor, but of high status.]
【The Hanlin Academy of Tianqi: rich, noble, and of high status.】
Although the imperial examination only begins in spring, students have already come to Beijing to prepare in winter. If the Hanlin scholars have free time, they will go to the Imperial College. Their pockets will be empty when they go, but when they come back, their pockets will be bulging and they will not be able to put more money in.
If a new person comes to the Hanlin Academy, he will first be taken to the Imperial College by an old employee. After this visit, no matter whether he is accepted or not, as long as he does not report the person, he will be considered as one of the same kind.
Anyway, over the years, whenever anyone passed by this place, no one mentioned reporting it.
But today's...
The Hanlin scholars looked at each other, and saw 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.
"By the way, how are books compiled in the Hanlin Academy?"
The Hanlin scholars took her to see it, and along the way, they casually asked, "Did Scholar Jiang get something good that he wanted to copy?"
After all, apart from this, he couldn't think of why Jiang Zhiyu came to see how to compile a book.
If you have the time, why not go to the Imperial College? Wouldn’t it be great?
Jiang Zhiyu chuckled: "No, I just have some stories that I want to print out."
The Hanlin nodded and inquired about Jiang Zhiyu's preferences. "I wonder what kind of stories does Attendant Jiang like? Are they official histories or folk tales?"
"Both."
Hanlin paused slightly.
After walking a few steps, they arrived at the courtyard where the book was being compiled. The Hanlin said, "I wonder how many copies Scholar Jiang wants to print. Copying one copy of this story is easy, but making multiple copies would be very time-consuming and labor-intensive."
What he meant was that it would be best to copy only one copy so as not to delay the important work.
Jiang Zhiyu took a look and saw that the printing used in the Hanlin Academy was still woodblock printing.
Jiang Zhiyu nodded: "Don't worry, I won't delay my work. I'll go back and sort out the books today, and tomorrow I'll borrow this yard."
As she spoke, she picked up a nearby branch and drew a line in the yard: "Just borrow half of it."
Hanlin was confused.
…
In the Prime Minister's Residence, Jiang Zhaorong had not seen Song Shiwei since he returned home the day before and went to Taohong Courtyard until he went to court. This would have been absolutely impossible before.
Song Shiwei sat in the yard, biting her lip, looking at the densely written letters on the desk, feeling annoyed.
Next to the desk, there were many such letters piled up. They were all sent by her to the Sixth Prince's Mansion, but were returned untouched by the servants in the mansion.
Song Shiwei gripped the pen, his fingertips turning white with pressure.
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 is obviously deeply in love with her. He also said that the imperial decree granting marriage might come down soon!
What about yourself?
She is unwilling to accept it!
It was obvious that I was only one step away from becoming the prince's consort!
Even though Xiao Yanli and I had never had a relationship, I had already done everything I needed to do. So why was he so cruel? He abandoned me?
And Jiang Zhaorong...
Song Shiwei gritted her teeth. Usually, when he came back from a long trip, the first person he would see was her, besides the old lady. However, this time, after 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 feel this feeling clearly, but she had no way to 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 no trace was left, he opened the window and let the smoke go.
Then she put the brazier away, took a sachet, and walked towards Jiang Zhaorong's courtyard...
Taohong pressed her hand between Jiang Zhaorong's temples, with neither light nor heavy force.
"Prime Minister, Miss Song is now of age. Have you found someone?"
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