After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

The system especially likes Xie Dingyuan's characters, as soon as it hears his name, it pops up immediately.

"Let me see, let me see."

Holding the manuscript in his arms, Han Min read over ten pages with the system.

"How is it? You have studied Xie Dingyuan deeply, are these his characters?"

The system hesitated: "The writing is too sloppy, I can't read it, why don't you ask him?"

Han Min said, "How dare I ask him? When I said his words just now, his face changed. He probably didn't want me to know."

The system regretted: "Well, forget it, he doesn't want you to know, so don't ask."

Han Min comforted him: "It doesn't matter, I will make friends with him, maybe he will tell me later."

"Then you should have a good relationship with him."

"sure."

Han Min put down the manuscript and looked at Xie Yan with a smile: "Mr. Xie..."

Xie Yan's face was as usual: "I don't have any characters. You can call me 'Xie Yan', or you can call me 'Shan Shi' by removing the characters."

"Brother Shanshi, I probably read the first few pages. Your story should still work if you change it, but there are still some problems—"

Han Min put the manuscript in front of him, turned his head and looked around, picked up a pen from the desk, rolled up his sleeves, and painted with ink.

It was a short story about ghosts. Han Min discussed with him and changed some parts that were too literary and logical.

Holding the pen holder, he pondered: "Your story is like an imperial examination article."

Xie Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Occasionally, I also write some essays for others."

"I'll say it."

Han Min thought it was right, but he didn't take it to heart, and continued to give him the speech book.

He is very smart and can understand a little bit.

"Am I so clear?"

Xie Yan thought for a while, and finally nodded: "En."

Han Min handed him the pen: "Then you change a paragraph."

Xie Yan took the pen, and Han Min noticed his hand holding the pen.

Noticing his gaze, Xie Yan shrank his left hand holding the pen into his sleeve.

Han Min smiled kindly, and stretched out his hands, "I also hold the pen with my left hand, but my right hand was injured."

Xie Yan lowered his eyes and responded.

Just like that, he changed a paragraph by himself, and Han Min helped him read a paragraph. It was almost noon, and Han Min put down the manuscript.

"That's about it, you can change it when you go back."

Xie Yan nodded in agreement, neither humble nor overbearing: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Mr. Ge hasn't come back yet, the two of them are not familiar with each other, and the atmosphere is a bit weird.

Han Min said, "It's probably because he was late drinking again, let's go first, I'll just leave him a note."

Xie Yan lowered his head to pack his things: "Okay."

While writing the note, Xie Yan seemed to ask casually: "Your words only came out this year, did you start writing this year?"

"No." Han Min picked up the pen and pressed the note on the desk, "I was in the bookstore two years ago, helping Mr. Shu to continue writing the scripts, and those few books were written by myself for the first time."

"I see."

He packed up his things and put them on his back.

Seeing this, Han Min asked, "Do you want me to take you back?"

Xie Yan had never heard such a question before, so he stopped uncomfortably: "No need."

"Let's go out together then."

They walked out of Baishi Bookstore together, and the young man asked them to walk slowly in a loud voice.

Han Min put on a bamboo hat to shade the sun, while Xie Yan pulled up the burden.

Nothing to say.

They walked out of the street side by side again, and walked westward together.

Still nothing to say.

After walking two or three streets, Xie Yan said, "If it doesn't go your way, you don't have to see me off."

Han Min said, "I didn't see you off, I'm going here."

"Ok."

After walking through a few streets together, Xie Yan said again: "I... I'm really not Xie Dingyuan, and I don't live in a good place, so don't follow me."

Han Min raised his head slightly, revealing his face covered by the shadow of the bamboo hat: "I didn't follow you, I just wanted to go here."

"Then where are you going? I'll take you there."

"Jianguo Temple. My senior brother called me to go to eat vegetarian food at noon."

Xie Yan paused, bowed his head and walked forward.

Han Min felt strange and followed, "Where are you going?"

Xie Yan said three words lightly: "Jianguo Temple."

Han Min suppressed a smile: "That's a coincidence, where do you live?"

"Well, I have some friendship with the abbot of Jianguo Temple, and it is convenient to live in the meditation room."

The two came to Jianguo Temple together.

Jianguo Temple is the largest temple in Yong'an City, which was built with money from the imperial court.

After entering the monastery, Xie Yan raised his hand to beckon a young monk, who pointed to Han Min.

"This Mr. Han is looking for his senior brother, you go and report it."

The little novice clasped his hands together and bowed to Han Min: "I don't know which brother the benefactor Han is looking for?"

"It's not the brother of the little monk and the big monk, but my brother, brother Liu Tingliu of the official family of Liu Laoxue."

"Please benefactor, wait a moment."

The two stood in front of the main hall, silent for a long while, Xie Yan said: "Senior officer Liu, is he the former Taifu Liu from Jiangbei?"

Han Min was slightly startled: "...Yes."

This happened many years ago, and Han Min had only heard about it——

Liu Lao Xueguan was originally the prince Taifu of the Song State in the north of the Yangtze River. When he was in his twenties, he fled from the Song State and crossed the river by boat at night to the Qi State.

Later, he was treated by Emperor Dezong and served as an academic officer in Yong'an.

This is how the Liu family became famous.

But Xie Yan said: "He has been in Qi State for so many years, and Qi State's scholars are still like this, with no character. It's no wonder that the southern barbarians are barren."

Maybe he didn't specifically refer to Han Min, but he seemed to express his feelings.

But Han Min was a little unhappy.

"How do you say that? You haven't seen many scholars."

In a blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of Liu Ting coming out of the corridor next to the main hall, so he stopped talking to Xie Yan and went forward to find his senior brother.

"Brother."

Liu Ting pressed his hand and saw Xie Yan standing not far away: "Your friend?"

That lonely Xie Yan, Han Min frowned, and pulled the senior brother to him.

"Brother, this is a friend I just met, Mr. Xie Yanxie."

"My senior brother, Liu Ting. We are the most virtuous literati in Qi."

Liu Ting couldn't help but look at him with feigned anger: "Don't talk nonsense."

Han Min folded his arms and looked at Xie Yan like that.Xie Yan pursed his lips and whispered "Sorry" to him.

Not knowing what they were talking about before, Liu Ting still smiled kindly: "Mr. Xie, let's have a light meal together in the temple?"

But Xie Yan refused: "No need, I just live in the temple, and I'm used to it. Let me go."

Liu Ting was deflated, but he was not angry, he said "Farewell", looked at Han Min, and said softly, "Then shall we go to eat?"

"Okay."

Han Min hugged his hand, dragged him to the other side, and explained softly, "He just has such a temper, don't worry about him."

Liu Ting walked slowly, paused slightly: "Understood."

"Brother, don't be angry."

"Well, I'm not angry." Liu Ting turned around, "It's just that we went the wrong way."

"what……"

Han Min dragged his senior brother back, Liu Ting patted his head helplessly.

The vegetarian restaurant in Jianguo Temple was light and simple, the two sat facing each other, and Liu Ting raised his hand to pick up vegetables for him.

"I see that your friend is extraordinary, who is it?"

"It's just an ordinary friend. I just met today. I don't know what he does. He doesn't seem to want me to know."

Han Min bit his chopsticks: "He's very desolate, but he's very crazy. He knocked down all the literati in Qi State with one stroke, so I don't care about him."

Liu Ting smiled warmly: "Okay, then senior brother won't ask."

He picked up the bowl to eat.

After a while, Liu Ting asked again: "Shall we go back together later?"

"it is good."

"Grandmother and mother took the second sister and asked the abbot to release the lottery. It may take a while to go back. After you eat and rest for a while, I will go over and have a look, and let them prepare the horse by the way."

Han Min agreed, drank a bowl of rice porridge with three dishes of vegetarian dishes, and stretched himself.

Just as I was about to listen to my senior brother and go to sleep for a while, I suddenly heard two meows from outside the window.

--Meow meow.

This Han Min is no longer sleepy.

He wakes up the system, opens the door and goes out to find the cat.

"Tongzi, come here, it's your beloved cat."

"Obviously it's your love."

Maybe it’s because everyone in the monastery is vegetarian, and the cats in Jianguo Temple are not fat, with clean fur and amber eyes.A small one lay lazily on the threshold of the side hall basking in the sun.

While "meowing", Han Min crept forward to hug it.

"Little meow."

The cat was not afraid of life, so Han Min let Han Min hold it.

Han Min stroked it, and talked to it like a child: "Why are you here? Have you eaten yet?"

The cat was so lazy that it didn't even raise its eyelids, and Han Min could speak vigorously by himself.

Then the cat suddenly opened its eyes and rubbed its face into the palm of his hand.

The electronic voice of the system: "You are too stupid, it doesn't want to talk to you at all."

Han Min shook him: "Give me back my cat!"

The system asked him angrily: "Aren't I your favorite cat?"

He asked back: "Am I the person you love the most?"

"You are."

"Fart, your favorite is obviously Xie Dingyuan."

"Hmph, I don't love him now, how can he say Qi is barbaric? Even if the scholars in Qi are not good, you must be the best."

"You didn't hesitate to praise me today."

"Of course, I watched you grow up, and you are the best among the literati in Qi."

A little moved, Han Min turned the cat over and scratched its belly: "Tongzi."

"uh-huh."

But suddenly there was a voice behind him: "It's not called 'Tongzi'."

Stealing the cat was caught by its owner, Han Min hurriedly patted it: "Tongzi, come out quickly."

He turned back: "I'm sorry, I..."

cat owner -

Xie Yan.

The system returned to Han Min's side, and said listlessly, "Damn, I'm dirty."

Han Min comforted it: "It's not that exaggerated."

He returned the cat to Xie Yan: "Excuse me, I will return the cat to you."

Xie Yan took the cat expressionlessly: "Would you like to sit with me?"

"Ok?"

Before Han Min could react, he turned around and was about to leave.

Han Min thought for a while, but still followed.

Xie Yan was poor, so he lived in the meditation room behind Jianguo Temple.

The room is full of Buddhist scriptures, presumably he is practicing Buddhism recently.

A few pens were left on the table, and the ink in the inkstone was dry.There are also some calligraphy and paintings scattered in the narrow room.

Xie Yan pushed the thing: "Sit down wherever you want."

Han Min found an empty seat and sat down, Xie Yan picked up the teapot and poured him tea.

"I used to help them write. As long as I imitated Xie Dingyuan well, I could get paid. Then I stopped writing."

Han Min understood his nobility a little bit.

If he was Xie Dingyuan, others would only buy the title of "Youth Champion".

But if he didn't say that he was Xie Dingyuan, others would buy Xie Dingyuan's name.

It doesn't matter who the writer is, let alone how well the characters are written.

So he didn't want to write anymore, and he still felt a little bit aggrieved.

Xie Yan handed him the teacup: "I was not very polite with what I said before, and I scolded all the scholars in Qi State, I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter."

Han Min took a sip of tea and frowned.

cold tea.

He really doesn't care at all.

The two of them knew each other and had nothing to say.

I chatted nonsense for a while, from poems and songs to philosophy of life, it was endless.

When the sun was slanting, a young novice came in from the outside and saluted Han Min: "Han benefactor, Liu Xueguan's house is going back soon, let me call benefactor."

Han Min agreed, and before leaving, he said to Xie Yan, "Then I'll be leaving now."

Xie Yan thought for a while, got up and sent him out.

The system whispered, "It's really rare."

Outside the gate of Jianguo Temple, the carriage of the Liu family was ready. Liu Ting was standing beside the carriage, leading two horses. When he saw Han Min coming, he raised his hand to signal him.

Han Min turned to Xie Yan and said, "You remember to bring the repaired manuscript to Mr. Ge tomorrow."

After saying this, he walked towards Liu Ting, took the rein from his hand, stepped on the pedals, and got on the horse.

Liu Ting also got on his horse, and when he raised his hand, the carriage moved forward.

In a carriage behind, Liu Yu leaned against the window, opened the curtain and took a look, then looked away, and continued to be lost in thought.

In the carriage in front, Mrs. Liu looked and looked at the yellow lottery paper, obviously a little anxious.

She looked at her mother-in-law worriedly: "Mother, Yu'er asked for a marriage, how did he become 'innocent in the world'? This is not what I asked for."

Mrs. Liu remained silent.

Early the next morning, Xie Yan took the manuscript to Baishi Bookstore to find Mr. Ge.

Mr. Ge looked it over and said that it was almost done, so he took out another bag of money and gave it to him, saying it was fixed money.

Xie Yan was not confused, he just asked: "That Songyan Scholar asked you to give it to me?"

Mr. Ge handed him the money: "You take it, he did this before, and now he wants to help you and take care of your thoughts, which is very good."

After being awkward for a while, Xie Yan finally said: "I will return it to him in the future."

Watching him put away the purse, Mr. Ge smiled and said: "That's right, go ahead, I'll call you when the book is printed."

After sending Xie Yan away, Mr. Ge went to Prince Xin's Mansion.

Ask the concierge to inform him, and he will wait at the foot of the steps.

Not long after, an old man, the housekeeper of the palace, came out of the door.

"Mr. Ge."

After asking, Mr. Ge said: "I wonder if your master has returned? I am really in a hurry to buy the house on Gouchen Street. My friend is waiting for the house to house his family."

The house on Gouchen Street was where the Han family used to be.

The old housekeeper repeatedly apologized: "I'm really sorry, my lord escorted the late emperor's coffin to the Mingshan mausoleum this time, and he hasn't returned yet. I will report this matter as soon as he returns."

Mr. Ge asked one more question: "It's strange, that house is not good. I went to see it before, and no one lived in it. Except for the prince, no one else can be the master?"

"Sir, I don't know. That house is the house of the prince's old man. It's not easy to sell or not. Others don't dare to make decisions. Please be considerate and let your friend... find another house, just in case The prince won't sell it."

Mr. Ge thought about it, and after a few more pleasantries, he turned and left.

He just left, and behind him, Ji Heng, the nephew of Xin Wang Li Shu, came back.

He smelled of alcohol, and was helped back by the servants.

Seeing this, the old housekeeper hurriedly ordered hot water and sober tea, and stepped forward to help him stabilize himself.

"Young master? Why didn't you come back last night?"

Ji Heng ignored him, and the old housekeeper helped him into the door, lowering his voice: "It's still a national mourning, young master, should you restrain yourself? I looked at the account yesterday, and how did young master withdraw 500 taels of silver last month? I asked the cashier, and he couldn't tell me clearly, he just said that you need it urgently, what is the urgent need?"

Tired of being talked about, Ji Heng pushed him away and still called his servant over.He asked casually, "Who is that person who left just now?"

"He's buying a house for a friend."

"Buy a house?" Ji Heng frowned, "So uncle still has real estate?"

"It's just a small house, because it's the house of the prince's deceased, so..."

Ji Heng obviously didn't hear this, thinking that he bought a copy of Chu Yu's imitation of Xie Dingyuan's calligraphy a while ago.

The 500 taels that the old housekeeper mentioned just now was spent here.

Uncle will be back soon, the money is not a small amount, and he won't be able to make it up for a while.If it is pursued, I am afraid that other things he has done in the past will be involved.

Once Ji Heng changed his mind, he might as well take over the matter of selling the house, and pass his hands, so as to get a little oily.

So he put on a smiling face and put his arms around the old housekeeper's arm: "You have worked hard, I will help you with this matter? It must be sold at a good price."

The old housekeeper hurriedly said: "Maybe the prince won't sell that house..."

Ji Heng pretended to give in: "It's okay, then I will meet with the person who wants to buy the house, so that I can negotiate the price for my uncle first. As for whether to sell it or not, I will naturally wait for my uncle to come back before making a decision."

He froze for a long time, but the old housekeeper couldn't hold him back, so he had to send someone to talk to Mr. Ge.

The palace told Mr. Ge, and Mr. Ge naturally told Han Min the news immediately.

That night, Han Min sat in front of the case to settle accounts.

Mr. Ge wrote down the amount of money he got from these few volumes of scriptures, and handed them to him together.

Han Min fiddled with the abacus with one hand, and took notes with the other.

The final income was a total of 800 taels.

Han Min put down his pen and messed up the beads on the abacus.

"As expected of me, little rich man Han Min."

There are only five volumes of story books, and this number has exceeded his expectations.

It should be enough to buy the house back, maybe there is still some left.

The system said: "Be careful of the other party raising the price."

Han Min laughed at himself: "Our house is the only one we like. Besides, there is Mr. Ge, an economic expert."

The system asked again: "When will the other party ask you to meet?"

"The first day of April."

"Isn't that day your first day in office?"

"It doesn't matter, they said see you in the evening and have a meal by the way. I will go there when I leave the palace at night, so I can make it in time."

"That's good."

The system saw him put away the abacus and account book, and took out a new stack of manuscript paper.

He picked up the pen and ink, and wrote the title of the book on the paper——

"Two or three things between the Holy One and Tanhualang".

"This is the sixth volume?"

"That's right. After buying the house, it needs to be refurbished. I don't know if Grandpa and the others still need money, so I can only hurry up and continue writing."

"As expected of you, little money fan Han Min."

Han Min hummed a little tune and wrote the script.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, the officials in the court were basically the same as the former emperor's old system.

After putting Prince Gong in prison, the Holy One started to replace the court officials.

Led by last year's Tanhualang Chu Yu, several trusted ministers discussed and drafted a roster of officials, which was finally finalized by Fu Xun.

From mid-to-late March, the documents for the replacement of officials between the DPRK and China were sent to the residences of the adults.

At the beginning of April, he officially took office. The old prime minister Jiang was replaced by his eldest son Jiang Huan, and Yu Shitai still reserved a position for Wen Yan.

The first day of April is also the day when Han Qijulang officially took office.

Early this morning, Han Min was dug out of bed by Xiao Zizi.

Wash and comb your hair, and take a small dose of official clothes for daily living.

The spring shirt was thin and red, and it was covered with a dust-proof light gauze blouse, which made Han Min's face white as jade.

He tilted his head slightly, fastened the jade buckle, and Xiao Zizi handed him the black belt with dark patterns.

Putting on the belt, Han Min's waist was pinched out under the loose robe.

Then Liu Ting called him outside: "Brother Min, are you awake?"

Before he had time to speak, Xiao Zizi was more anxious than him, and hurriedly responded: "Young master, get up, it will be ready soon."

Han Min took off the official hat he put on for himself: "It's very hot, so I'll wear it when I get there."

Xiao Zizi said: "The young master must remember, let others see if Dai Zheng is correct."

"Okay, don't worry."

Finally, Han Min tied the handle of the pen around his waist, held the official hat in one hand, and went out.

Liu Ting was going to the Academy today, but he was worried that Han Min would be on duty the first day, so he had to send him there.

It was twilight, and there were no pedestrians on the way, only the carriages of the officials who were going to court.

In the carriage, Liu Ting told him: "You are on duty for the first day. If you are in doubt, ask the adults who came first, and just follow them. If you make mistakes, make mistakes together. I don't worry about your sweet talk. , you have always liked the old people, there is only one thing-"

Han Min lowered his eyes, clearly not listening, and replied perfunctorily, "I remember it all."

Liu Ting flicked his forehead helplessly: "The most important thing is, don't quarrel with the Holy One, let alone fight."

"I know."

"Now it's not like when I was a child. He is the emperor now. If you insult him in front of others, he will definitely punish you."

Han Min nodded vigorously: "I remember everything."

At this time the carriage stopped in front of the palace gate, and Han Min opened the curtain to go down.

"Brother, I'll go first..."

Liu Ting asked angrily and amusedly: "Wait, what did you leave behind?"

Han Min turned around in a daze, "Huh?"

Liu Ting picked up the official hat he put on the seat, helped him put it on straight, and then patted him on the back: "Go."

Seeing him enter the palace gate, Liu Ting put down the curtain and ordered the carriage to go to the palace.

The adults next to him went to court, and they all went to wait in the palace next to the Zichen Hall, but the living man had to go straight in, and walked to the emperor's bedroom, the Funing Palace.

During the day, it was not easy to follow the emperor and record the emperor's daily life, so the court set up three living clerks on rotation.

The place of office and rest is in Wenying Hall next to Funing Palace. Han Min was the first one to arrive. The palace staff led him in and brought him hot tea, asking him to wait for a while.

The Wenying Hall is not big, and there are several large bookshelves with some books piled up on them, which should be the daily life notes recorded in the past.

Inside is a small couch for people to rest on.

Han Min only waited for a while, and Master Yu arrived with a mustache.

After seeing the ceremony, Master Yu stroked his beard and said, "There is also a new adult, let's wait for him to come, and I will tell you what Lang usually does in daily life, so that we can share a share of each person's monthly shift. .”

"it is good."

Master Yu picked a booklet from the bookshelf: "You should read the previous daily life note first."

"Okay, thank you sir."

Han Min lowered his head to flip through the pages, read a few pages carefully, and basically understood.

In fact, the emperor's work and rest are very regular, the [-]th day of the Lunar New Year's Day, the ceremonies, martial arts, eating at the time, and going to bed at the time.

It means that there are occasional royal words, which can be recorded for future generations; when meeting ministers, whether happy or angry, simply write down a stroke.

A clear voice suddenly came from outside the hall, accompanied by the sound of footsteps.

"Sorry, I'm late, I'm late."

Before Han Min had time to look at the person, he was grabbed by the person from behind.

Chu Yu leaned next to him, teasingly said: "Master Han, why does it seem that your clothes are redder?"

Han Min was taken aback by him: "Why don't you..."

He thought that Chu Yu should be a senior member who started from the third rank, so why did he come to Wenying Hall?

Chu Yu said: "The Holy Majesty said that I am short-tempered, and that he wants me to practice for another year, and let me find an official position of the sixth or seventh rank to do it first, so I will come over and be with you. Last time, I told you to take care of me in the future." , didn't you hear that I want to be with you?"

At this time, in Funing Palace, Fu Xun ordered the palace servants: "Go and call Master Lang Han."

A palace servant left in a hurry and came back in a hurry: "Master Yu said that Lord Chu and Lord Han are new to their posts, and they are not familiar with each other, so it's still..."

Fu Xun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Which Master Chu?"

"It's Tanhualang from last year, Master Chu."

Fu Xun's right eyelid twitched.

Before he asked Chu Yu to find an official position to try first, he ignored him, but unexpectedly, right under his nose, he asked Chu Yu to go to Han Min's side.

Literati are always tired of being crooked, and even an official likes to stay together.

Fu Xun got up: "Let Han Min come over."

"Your Majesty, Lord Yu said..."

"I'm not very familiar with him. I'll teach him personally, let him come over. Besides, Chu Yu is not on duty today, so let him go home."

Fu Xun became angry until a bright red color appeared in front of his eyes.Han Min trotted all the way over, still out of breath, and saluted him.

However, Chu Yu's eyes were pretty good, and Han Min's clothes were redder than the official clothes of ordinary living men.

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