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The next day, Jiang Huaichu reported to the Hanlin Academy, along with the No. [-] in the new subject and Tanhua, whose official position is the editor of the Seventh Rank Imperial Academy.

Jianghuai Chu Hanlin Academy edited, sixth-rank official, the official is too small, unless the emperor specially calls, usually does not need to go to court.

The senior led the three of them around the halls and rooms, introduced them to each other, and led the three of them to the errands assigned in advance.

Jiang Huaichu is editing and writing. Logically speaking, when he first arrived, he could only edit the memoirs and read the drafts of the old masters to study, but he didn't expect to be brought by Liu Yun, a scholar of the Hanlin University, to help him.

After exchanging pleasantries along the way, Xie Caiqing and the Hanlin were basically lukewarm, as if they were going to wait and see for a while, and there were also many people from aristocratic families, showing a trace of disdain in their eyes.

Bang No. [-] and Tan Hua watched Xie Caiqing being ushered into Liu Yun's exclusive Qingfeng Pavilion with a smile, looked at each other, and lowered their heads in displeasure.

Seeing Xie Caiqing stepping in, Liu Yun said with a smile, "Don't be cautious, don't be cautious!"

Xie Caiqing nodded with a faint smile, and said respectfully but intimately, "Master."

Liu Yun's heart warmed up: "Okay, okay!"

"You can just help me a little this month. You are so smart, and you don't care what I teach. See more and do more. If you don't understand, just ask. Don't be embarrassed. Just follow me wherever I go. Just do whatever I tell you to do." What are you doing, do you hear?"

Xie Caiqing nodded.

"We are Qingshui Yamen, we can't get any money, but life is easy to mess up, but I won't allow you to mess around, I have to check your progress every day, you have to study more, I will assign tasks for you, and you will be fined if you don't complete them, I can accept it Is it?" Liu Yun looked at him secretly and said rigidly.

Xie Caiqing nodded obediently, secretly wondering why Liu Yun was so kind and strict to him.

Liu Yun stroked his beard in satisfaction, he really wasn't eager for quick success, arrogant and domineering, if he polished it well, he would become a great weapon in the future, and he was dignified and reserved. , if there is no problem, it would be best to marry him as his son-in-law.

Liu Yun pointed to a stack of books and manuscripts on the table: "I'm on duty at the house today, you can go with me with this pile of things later."

The Hanlin Academy was far away from the emperor's bedroom. The Hanlin was the emperor's close minister. In order to facilitate the emperor's employment, a guard room was set up not far from the palace. The Hanlin took turns to be the guard and wait for the emperor's orders at any time.

Xie Caiqing did not expect it to go so smoothly, and nodded with a smile.

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At noon, Xiao Yun and Zhang Gongmou went to the value house, one with a cheerful expression, and the other with a distressed expression.

Zhang Gong, who had a troubled expression on his face, kept wiping his sweat: "Your Majesty, this...old minister, this..."

"I can still fool you!"

"No...it's not...it's just...the number one scholar and the veteran..."

Xiao Yun said impatiently: "Don't be a but, I will promise you to retire when you are old and return to your hometown to take care of yourself."

Zhang Gong's eyes lit up, and he was silent for a moment, still a little flustered: "Your Majesty, let me find out who owns that jade, and I'm so at ease... Take it easy."

A smile flashed across Xiao Yun's face: "You don't care, if I ask you to do it, you will do it for me. There is so much nonsense, the benefits are indispensable to you, don't be a monkey."

"...Yes." Mr. Zhang bit the bullet and responded.

Before Xiao Yun went in, he saw Xie Caiqing sitting in a corner and writing.

Even though the official uniform is exactly the same as others, it is still eye-catching.

Xiao Yun was a little unhappy to see him, thinking that there was nothing wrong with him, he frowned, and was about to ignore him and go in, when the little eunuch at the gate of the guard room saw the emperor and shouted inside: "Your Majesty is here!"

The wolf hair in Zhuangyuan Lang's hand trembled, and he stood up abruptly. Because he was too anxious, the brush drew a black line on the back of his fair hand.

Others went to meet the door, he took two quick steps, hid behind the rows of books in the duty room, and disappeared.

Xiao Yun's face was full of disbelief, he didn't wait to see him, and he started to avoid him?

Thin-skinned?

Didn't it just touch, kiss, and rub twice.

It wasn't intentional, it was just an accident.

Did he see when he was blind?

Others did not notice this subtle movement.

Liu Yun glanced at the empty table behind him, his eyes were blank, and he just thanked Caiqing for going to relieve himself by chance.Xiao Yun stepped in, and everyone saluted. Xiao Yun asked Hanlin Shizhao to draft an imperial edict and dictate it.

Liu Yun was slightly stunned. The emperor always spoke fast. They had to prick up their ears and use all the ear and hand speed in their lives to barely remember what His Majesty said word for word. Why is it more than twice as slow now?

His Majesty actually cared about his subjects?

Liu Yun was close, watching his words and expressions, and only then realized that His Majesty was glancing at the bookshelves vaguely.

While dictating, I have already glanced at it several times.

Liu Yun felt weird.

After Xiao Yun finished dictating, he asked Shizhao to go down, and looked at Liu Yun: "I have nothing to do here. Is there any Aiqing's writings here? I will borrow two books to go back and have a look."

The courtiers froze for a moment, looked at each other, and were overjoyed.

Your Majesty is going to study!

Liu Yun only thought that his persistent persuasion for so many years had finally worked.

No wonder His Majesty came in today!

In the past, when he saw that he was on duty, he would just turn around and leave.

It is his works that should be read by name.

Liu Yun's face was flushed, and he was happier than he was older than himself: "Your Majesty can pick any book! You can take any book! You can take it back! The old minister asked someone to move it for you—"

"No need." Xiao Yun strode toward the bookshelf with big strides.

Liu Yun posted it, and his speech was as fast as flying, like a few treasures: "The old minister recommends a few books for you, Your Majesty will start with the more basic ones—"

"I choose by myself." Xiao Yun said.

"All right, all right, Your Majesty chooses it yourself! You can choose whichever book you like! If Your Majesty doesn't understand anything, the old minister can—"

"Shut up." Xiao Yun said.

Liu Yun was silent for a moment, for fear that he would disturb His Majesty's interest in reading, which was rare in ten years.

Xiao Yun walked to the first row of bookshelves.

He practiced martial arts and had excellent hearing. When he heard a slight footstep on the bookshelf next door, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

It is estimated that it is retreating.

Isn't he going to hide?Of course he had to fulfill him and let him hide for a while.

Xiao Yun paced leisurely, picked at will, took a book or two from the shelf from time to time, turned a couple of pages in a "speech", and then put it down heavily with a "snap", as if deliberately making a big noise.

Following His Majesty's movement, the courtiers of the Imperial Academy shrank and stretched their necks in fright.

Everything His Majesty does is thunderous, so they often can't tell whether His Majesty is preparing for a heavy rain, or just idle and bored to make thunder, and they are afraid that it is a subconscious reaction.

Xiao Yun changed the row, and the slight breathing sound in his ears suddenly became louder, and then disappeared without a trace, probably holding his breath.

Xiao Yun glanced at it, and without grabbing the rabbit's ears immediately, his eyes fell on the row of black curtains at the bottom of the bookshelf to prevent manuscripts from falling into dust, and the smile deepened at the corner of his mouth.

He walked in slowly, still the same as before, just walked to the innermost side of the bookshelf, stopped suddenly, and flipped through the books on the shelf one by one in a leisurely way.

Flip from the top row to the second-to-last row.

The moment he put down the books in the penultimate row with a "snap", he heard a constricted breath from the bottom.