Pei Xueqiao was busy at the Ceremonial Affairs Office.
That's right, he has been transferred out of the Hanlin Academy.
The bestowal of the title did not occur immediately, but rather after news of Princess Shuofeng's impending arrival in the capital to participate in the imperial examination was released.
He was originally the top scholar in the imperial examination, and he also had the merit of flood control and disaster relief, so it is completely reasonable.
He was temporarily appointed as a fifth-rank official in charge of the Imperial Ancestral Temple; the position was not officially confirmed, but rather a temporary assignment.
If he achieves further merit on this trip, he may be transferred to the Ministry of Personnel or return to the Hanlin Academy.
This shows that the father put his heart into it and respected his eldest son's aspirations.
Parents who love their children plan far ahead for them.
Not only that, Prime Minister Pei also gave a rare hint, saying that all the dirty and tiring work should be left to his son.
The head of the Ceremonial Affairs Department immediately understood and personally found Pei Xueqiao a pragmatic official in charge of the imperial examinations.
Regardless of what these high-ranking officials think, as long as Pei Xuanyun remains at Fengge Terrace, they cannot be ignored.
Thus, Pei Xueqiao was so busy that she barely had time to rest.
He used to be a scholar, but now he stands on the side of establishing systems for the imperial court, which is completely different.
The government office provides lunch but not dinner. These days, Pei Xueqiao is working with great enthusiasm and overtime, and his personal attendants deliver his meals.
When it was time to go off duty, sure enough, his attendant Zhi Mo arrived with a food box.
"Young master, a guest has arrived at our residence."
Pei Xueqiao put down the case file, washed his hands, and calmly opened the food box.
"Oh? Who is it?" Pei Xueqiao replied casually.
His mother felt sorry for him, having been away from Beijing for more than two months and having heard that he had survived a near-death experience. During this time, she personally oversaw the kitchen, making dinner something to look forward to.
"It's from the Sixth Princess's residence..."
Before he could finish speaking, the box lid clattered to the ground with a dull thud.
Pei Xueqiao strode forward and grabbed Zhi Mo's arm tightly. "Who did you say it was?"
"Hiss..." Zhi Mo gasped, "Young Master, you're hurting me..."
"I'm so sorry," Pei Xueqiao quickly let go of his hand. "Tell me quickly, who is it?"
Zhi Mo swung his arms, sighing. His young master was still the same.
He easily loses his composure whenever anything involves the Sixth Princess's residence; he even asked her how to get eight-pack abs before.
"It's a maid named Suimo. Oh, young master, where are you going?"
"go home!"
Urged on, the carriage sped off at breakneck speed.
Pei Xueqiao was extremely anxious and asked several times, but Zhi Mo said that the maid had not explained what it was about.
"But something must have happened; we've been waiting for over an hour."
Pei Xueqiao: !
"You didn't even think to come and give me a message in over an hour?"
Zhi Mo felt wronged, as the mistress had told him not to bother the young master.
Before long, the carriage arrived at the mansion, and Pei Xueqiao calmed down.
He has indeed grown up; his face was calm and composed, though his pace had quickened slightly.
Turning around, I saw Zhi Mo still carrying the food box and following closely behind, so I quickly stopped him.
"Go back to your room first, and eat the dinner in the food box."
While Zhi Mo was still in a daze, the young master's figure had already disappeared from sight.
Standing under the eaves, he let out a long sigh. Young Master... he was afraid he would be disappointed.
In the banquet hall, Sui Mo lowered his gaze and remained expressionless, though his shoes were practically worn out from scratching.
The matriarch of the Pei family was incredibly talkative; she hadn't finished asking questions even after more than an hour.
Based on her current status, she is merely a maid.
So what if it's a princess's residence? It's still the prime minister's residence. It's normal for them to send a steward or something to liaise with her.
That was indeed the case at first, but soon the matriarch invited her over.
They probably knew her previous identity as a centurion of the Azure Phoenix Guard and felt they were being slighted.
Sui Mo didn't think so; one should do what one is meant to do based on one's status.
If she had a choice, she would never want to step into this banquet hall.
An hour has passed, and we've practically talked ourselves hoarse!
The first question was about the purpose of the visit, and Suimo didn't hide anything and explained the reason directly.
This matter can't be kept secret, especially since, as her master said, it's about predicting exam questions, so there's no chance of it being exposed.
The conversation ended in just a few words. The mistress neither agreed nor disagreed, and then she began to test the waters.
We chatted about what happened during the disaster relief efforts, occasionally asking a question or two.
Suimo understood what he meant and knew that his master didn't have any special feelings for Young Master Pei, so he answered with great confidence.
But she couldn't resist the constant questioning; after all, she was the Prime Minister's wife, and her words always seemed to contain some subtle probing.
I can manage, but it's exhausting.
Do you know how she spent that one hour?
It's also because the princess's residence lacks an intelligence network, and her mistress is someone who doesn't care about court affairs.
Sui Mo thought Pei Xueqiao was still in the Hanlin Academy, a quiet and insignificant department. She figured that if he came, she could just tell him she had important business to attend to and have a servant announce his arrival so she could see him.
Unexpectedly, he was transferred from the Hanlin Academy to the Department of Ceremonial Affairs, a proper official among the Six Departments.
Seeing that Prime Minister Pei had finished his business and it was lunchtime, Suimo couldn't sit still any longer and quickly got up to take his leave.
Just then, a servant announced that the young master had returned to the manor.
The elderly mother, Yan Hengjun, almost rolled her eyes.
Mingming sent Zhimo to deliver dinner, how could he not know that guests had arrived at the mansion?
I haven't seen anyone for the past few days before 7 PM, so why are they rushing back now?
Yan Hengjun had already heard Old Pei tell her about her son's worries, and she also knew that the Sixth Princess had saved her eldest son's life.
He stood up and said, "I know it would be awkward for you to stay for dinner, so I won't mention it."
However, we have prepared some small gifts; please be sure to take them with you when you leave.
Just as Suimo was about to refuse, she thought, "I've come here to give money and ask for a favor. What would it mean if I took a gift back with me?"
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