"Jiang Yueyang."
The third prince followed closely behind Jiang Yueyang. Jiang Yueyang heard it but did not respond.
"Jiang Yueyang." The third prince called again.
"If you have something to say, just say it. What do you want by just calling my name?"
The Third Prince: “…”
The third prince quickened his pace and walked to her side. "We can't put all our hopes on the Purple Star Velvet. Do you have any other way to save the child in my mother's belly?"
Jiang Yueyang glanced at him sideways and didn't answer.
"You have a way, right? You were able to cure my second brother when he was so severely poisoned, so you can cure him this time, right?"
"No, I didn't. Poisoning and preserving the fetus are two different things." Jiang Yueyang stopped and looked at him. "The Queen is pregnant with twins. It may not be a bad thing to abort one of the babies."
She raised her foot and continued, "Your Highness, I'm sure you've heard that giving birth is like walking through the gates of hell for a woman.
If Your Majesty wants to give birth to two children, the danger will be doubled. You definitely don't want Your Majesty to be in danger, right?"
Hearing this, the Third Prince lowered his eyes and stopped asking questions.
After the two of them walked in silence for a while, Jiang Yueyang spoke again, "Your Highness, I am going to Wenyuan Pavilion to work now. Do you want to go with me?"
Hearing this, the third prince slowly stopped.
Jiang Yueyang walked farther and farther, until his figure disappeared at the end of the road, and then the Third Prince turned around and returned the same way.
A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Yueyang slowly walked to the door of Wenyuan Pavilion.
The officials of Wenyuan Pavilion were stunned for a moment when they saw her, but they quickly reacted and stood up to salute her.
Jiang Yueyang and everyone else nodded slightly, then walked towards their own offices.
The system laughed, [Host, their reaction just now seemed as if they didn't recognize you for a moment.
That's right, the host has been an official for so long, and the number of times he has come to Wenyuan Pavilion can be counted on one hand, so it's no wonder that they didn't remember you for the time being. 】
[That's enough. Although I haven't been to Wenyuan Pavilion many times, I've been busy most of the time, right?] Jiang Yueyang couldn't help but wonder, [Speaking of which, why did Kong Jijiu indulge me like this?]
The system is silent.
Then, Jiang Yueyang, who had just sat down for a short while, saw Pei Yan coming in with a pile of books.
He slapped the book in his hand in front of Jiang Yueyang, "Master Jiang, this is the work you have neglected these days."
Jiang Yueyang looked at the twenty or so books in front of her and suddenly felt like something was stuck in her throat and she couldn't speak.
Seeing her like that, Pei Yan held back his laughter and pulled out a few books and continued, "Master Xiao Jiang, Kong Jijiu said that your handwriting is good, and I need you to copy one of these books.
In addition, the New Year's greetings to all officials this year also need to be written by Lord Xiao Jiang. I will bring the invitation later, and you can draw some plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum on it first..."
"Wait, wait a minute." Jiang Yueyang felt as if the sky was falling. "Do I have to write all the New Year's greetings to the officials? Also, why do you want me to draw on them? I can't do it either!"
"Not all of the New Year's greetings will be written by you. Your Highness the Crown Prince, Confucius, and several teachers and students in the Imperial College who are good at handwriting will also write some.
As for painting one of the plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum on the post, it is just the icing on the cake and also to make it look better. "
The system thought it had heard a huge joke and laughed loudly, "Kong Jijiu must have been kicked in the head by a donkey, or he was angry at you for slacking off at work and deliberately made you look bad!"
Kong Jijiu, who had just come out of his office and was about to look for Jiang Yueyang, happened to hear the system's words.
Kong Jijiu: ...Your brain was kicked by a donkey.
The system's voice continued, [Do they really not know or are they pretending not to know? Asking the host to draw on the post is not icing on the cake, but rather a cruel blow to the flower! Hahahaha...]
Kong Jijiu: “…”
Pei Yan: “…”
Although Jiang Yueyang didn't want to admit what the system said, she had to admit it because it was the fact.
She only had a little knowledge of painting. When she embroidered pear blossoms and bamboo on the headband she gave to Lu Yunting, it was Xiangling who watched her embroider every stitch, which made it so lifelike.
But I was also very tired.
She didn't want to do it again.
Jiang Yueyang looked at Pei Yan and asked seriously, "Is it okay not to draw on the post?"
"Usually, they have to paint..." Pei Yan lowered his voice, "I don't even know what style Lord Xiao Jiang's paintings are in."
Hearing these meaningful words, Jiang Yueyang immediately raised her eyebrows, then smiled with the corners of her mouth.
"Master Pei is indeed as considerate as the rumors say."
Pei Yan: “…”
Pei Yan's mouth twitched, and then he raised his hand and pointed at the twenty or so books, "I have marked what to do in these. If there is nothing else, I will go and get the post for you first."
Jiang Yueyang nodded.
Pei Yan turned around and went out, and soon brought in a stack of red posts.
Jiang Yueyang glanced at the post and ignored it for the time being. He took a folder and spread it out, then picked up a pen and wrote the three words "Supervision Department" on it.
She came to Wenyuan Pavilion today to write the charter of the Supervisory Department, but she didn't expect that there would be so much work waiting for her.
Pei Yan had heard about the Supervisory Office. His colleagues in the Wenyuan Pavilion had been discussing this matter over the past two days.
For this reason, he couldn't help but ask: "Master Xiao Jiang, I wonder what the requirements are to work in the Supervision Department?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yueyang paused, then looked up at him.
"Why, you want to change jobs?"
Pei Yan was puzzled, "What do you mean by job hopping?"
"It means leaving Wenyuan Pavilion and working in the Supervisory Department."
Pei Yan shook his head. "I don't understand criminal cases, so I don't plan to change jobs. However, some colleagues in the cabinet seem to have this idea."
"who?"
Pei Yan mentioned several names, including Xu Zheng.
Speak of the devil, here comes Xu An, smiling, knocking on the door and walking in with a pot of hot water.
"Master Xiao Jiang..."
"Your Majesty may not agree to establish the Supervisory Department." Jiang Yueyang interrupted him softly, "Besides, you are not suitable to work in the Supervisory Department."
"Why?"
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