Cannon Fodder's Humanoid Plug-in

From nerd to emperor

The Empress Dowager's birthday banquet is approaching, all over the country, merchants from all walks of life are busy.

Yan Lingchuan was busy improving the weaving process of cotton cloth, and Wen Luoqing was trying to make more luxurious and beautiful cloth.

Up and down the court, the same undercurrent surged.

Chang Huai'an had been recovering from the wound for nearly a month. Seeing that the injury was gradually recovering, but because of Wen Luoqing's search for cloth, he walked back and forth in Yan's cloth workshop. Finally, when he was captured by Wang Ji, the wound ruptured again.

His mind was also broken.

Wen Luoqing was different from any woman he had ever seen. He originally wanted to stay at her house for a few more days to recover from his injuries.

Now, Wen Luoqing actually drove him away.

Chang Huai'an consciously looked away.

That night, he packed up his luggage and walked out of Wen's house.

Then a piece of black sackcloth was covered from the top of the head, and Chang Huai'an was tied up.

You don't need to ask him to know who the other party is.

Just as Yan Chen thought, Chang Huai'an had many close friends in Chongming, and he was quickly rescued.

Although I have suffered a bit, my life is still there.

As the injury got worse, Chang Huai'an had to stay in Chongming and recuperate for a few days before leaving for Beijing.

On the way, Chang Huai'an's mentality broke down again.

Everywhere he went, he could hear the rumors spread everywhere that he had stolen the disease.

Chongming people are so talkative!

This might spread faster than the rumors in the capital, Chang Huai'an gritted his teeth angrily, don't let him know who made up these things!

Yan Chen, who had just arrived at the gate of the Imperial Academy, sneezed.

After the palace examination is over, the new batch of Jinshi will be awarded officials, and the original officials will naturally face promotion and transfer.

The structure of middle and lower level officials is facing reorganization, and the top bosses look at the chess game, some are panicked, some are resentful, and some are happy to eat an extra bowl of rice every day.

These have nothing to do with Yan Chen for the time being.

The Imperial Scholar's Mansion is very large, but there are not many people in the mansion.

After returning to the capital, Yan Chen directed his servants to arrange all the furnishings in the mansion to suit his own wishes, and it took another two days.

Today, I went to the Hanlin Academy to sell my leave and formally enter the job.

The Hanlin Academy, known as the "reserve of talents", is equivalent to the emperor's secretarial organization and think tank.

Yan Chen wrote it as a sixth-rank official.

The highest-ranking officials of the entire Hanlin Academy are no more than fifth-rank academic masters.

But this does not mean that the political status of the Hanlin Academy is not high.

On the contrary, in the daily work of Hanlin officials, compared with other officials of the same level, they have more opportunities to get close to emperors, Confucian scholars, and dignitaries. Among them, officials are even called "prince ministers".

To put it bluntly, this place is like a pedal, with a high turnover of personnel, and a new batch of blood needs to be replaced every three years, and the former people are promoted and transferred.

Compilation is often responsible for mastering the history of the country, giving lectures on the history of scriptures to the emperor, drafting manuscripts, and so on.

The rest of the work depends on the status of the Imperial Academy and the emperor's decree at that time.

When he arrived at the Imperial Academy, Yan Chen first went to look for Liu He, Liu Xueshi, who was in charge of the academy.

"My lord, this way please." The servant led him into the library, and finally they found Xueshi Liu on the second floor.

Xueshi Liu is around forty, with a short beard and elegant demeanor, with a few volumes of old books in his left arm, he was just looking for books.

Seeing Yan Chen, Xueshi Liu took him back to the first floor, dismissed the servants, put away the books, and poured Yan Chen a cup of tea: "Sit down."

"Bachelor Xie." Yan Chen sat next to him.

Liu Xueshi shook his head and smiled very easy-goingly: "You can be regarded as returning to Beijing. Is everything at home okay?"

Yan Chen smiled: "Everything is fine, thank you, Xueshi Liu, for your concern."

"That's good." Liu Xueshi smiled slightly, and changed the subject: "The emperor has asked me a lot about you these days."

Yan Chen: "The emperor asked the lower officials what to do?"

"Of course I'm asking if you can return to Beijing."

"Look at it." Xueshi Liu nodded to the side, the stack of books he carried down from the second floor just now.

Yan Chen had discovered before that, without exception, these books were all books related to geography, geology and soil.

Liu Xueshi complained: "The emperor wants to choose a place to promote cotton planting. You proposed this matter?"

Now Yan Chen understood.

He got up and went home. It was impossible for the emperor to read the book himself to find out where the soil and climate were more suitable for growing cotton.

This matter fell on Xueshi Liu.

"Cough," Yan Chen coughed lightly, a little bit of embarrassment appeared on his pale and handsome cheeks, he nodded, "It's the lower official."

Liu Xueshi was still accusing this young man last second, causing him to have so much work for no reason.

In the next second, he raised his head, his eyes sparkled slightly, and looked at himself: "This is the answer for the examination of the lower official palace. It is to save the people of the world and avoid the suffering of winter cold every year in the future."

"Xueshi Liu thinks, is this method feasible?"

This is a bit arrogant.

If Scholar Liu is still the same Scholar Liu who only regards cotton as an ornamental flower, I am afraid he will laugh at him for not knowing the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

Now that I have checked the information for so long, in the entire Hanlin Academy, if anyone knows the most about cotton, Liu Xueshi claims to be the second, and no one dares to be the first.

He nodded following Yan Chen's words: "Cotton has a high yield per mu and is extremely heat-retaining. If it can really be promoted, it will naturally be feasible."

"It's so good!" Yan Chen beamed with joy.

His face, which was always lingering with a lingering sickness, seemed to be a little rosy because of Xueshi Liu's affirmation.

Xueshi Liu couldn't help smiling: "It's still thanks to you for proposing this strategy."

Yan Chen shook his head: "Your official has a little knowledge and humble opinion, but it's just throwing a brick to attract others." He laughed again: "Fortunately, the emperor and the bachelor, who are concerned about the people of Liming, are willing to study and try this method."

"It's just that the emperor is taking care of everything, and Xueshi Liu is carrying the big beam all by himself. He must have worked very hard recently."

The young official looked admiring and caring: "Xueshi Liu, if it is useful for students, you can...cough cough, just tell the official."

This time calling himself a student, now calling himself a low-ranking official, I'm afraid he hasn't adapted to the change of identity injury, right?

Liu Xueshi couldn't laugh or cry.

If it was someone else, he would definitely criticize it.

But in front of a talented, humble and considerate young official who respects him very much, he is just a little more innocent, and there seems to be nothing unforgivable.

Liu Xueshi smiled casually, "Okay, then I will thank you first."

After finishing speaking, he asked in a gentle voice: "You heard that you coughed twice from time to time, but you are not feeling well? Although the weather has turned warm recently, the cold is still quite severe in the morning and night."

Liu Xueshi said, looked Yan Chen up and down, frowned slightly: "You should wear more."

In fact, he still wanted to ask Yan Chen, if the servants in the mansion didn't take good care of him?Or did his wife deliberately punish him?

But think about it carefully: Zhuangyuan Lang is still a single dog, and the servants in the mansion are all gifted by the emperor...

Xueshi Liu suppressed all the questions.

Soon afterwards, he was thankful that he had held back the question.

The champion of the new division shook his head slightly and smiled gratefully: "Thank you, Xueshi Liu, for your care."

"But this is an old problem for the next official, so it's okay."

Yan Chen paused: "As for the clothes..."

"To tell you the truth, Xueshi Liu, the official's family is a merchant and runs a cloth shop. The padded jacket that the official is wearing was sewn by the elder sister herself."

"There is an interlayer in the clothes and stuffed with cotton wool, so although it looks thin, it is actually very warm."

Liu Xueshi raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Cotton wool?"

Yan Chen smiled deeply, nodded: "That's right, it's the cotton wool."

His face was full of pride: "Eldest sister is a businessman, but she also cares about the common people. This padded jacket was specially made by her when she heard about the frost disaster in Jinzhou."

"The eldest sister has made an agreement with me. When she has produced the first batch of padded jackets, she will send the guards at home to deliver them to me, and ask me to donate them to the people affected by the cold in Jinzhou on her behalf."

Having said that, Yan Chen paused for a moment.

He clasped his hands and asked, "Xueshi Liu, although I know where Jinzhou is, I don't know who to pass through to deliver the padded jackets to the people of Jinzhou."

"I also ask Xueshi Liu for advice."

"This..." Xueshi Liu didn't know either.

In the past, where there was a disaster, at most only those who donated silver, or local merchants spontaneously donated porridge, in order to gain a good reputation.

It was the first time Xueshi Liu saw someone like Yanchen's family donating clothes.

Liu Xueshi hesitated for a moment: "If you really want to keep warm with this padded jacket... No, I will order someone to report to the palace later, so you can ask the emperor?"

Xueshi Liu could see that apart from the matter of cotton, the emperor seemed to have other matters to ask the number one scholar.

He passed the ladder to Yan Chen at this time, thinking about it, he didn't have to worry about disturbing the emperor.

Yan Chen quickly responded with a smile: "Okay, thank you, Xueshi Liu. If it wasn't for Xueshi Liu, I really don't know what to do."

The young official didn't seem to think too much about it, and the corners of his mouth rose with joy just after getting a difficult solution.

What pure joy.

Liu Xueshi couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional. Once upon a time, he was just like Yan Chen...

Liu Xueshi couldn't recall how long it had been.

"My lords." There was a sound of footsteps outside, and then the voice of the servant from before, Xueshi Liu let him in.

The servant bent down and reported: "Master Liu, Editor Wei and Editor Shi have something to look for you."

Liu Xueshi asked strangely: "What do they two want me for?"

The boy shook his head: "This subordinate doesn't know."

Liu Xueshi pondered for a moment, then raised his hand to ask the boy to invite those two people, since he is really fine now.

While waiting, he chatted with Yan Chen again: "In the future, when you do things, this library will be the place you will spend most of your time."

"All Hanlin officials can enter and leave the library at any time, but they must not take books away for private collection."

"Now there are three editors in the Imperial Academy, two of them are Shi Shenjie and Wei Xitang who will come to see me later."

Yan Chen had a vague impression of these two names, they were No. [-] and Tanhua respectively in the same class as him.

There were several banquets after the palace examination before, and they were together every time, but they didn't have much chance to talk.

Yan Chen only remembered that Shi Shenjie came from a poor family and was relatively old, already in his mid-twenties.

Wei Xitang is a child of a family, 23 years old.

"It's just right, you can get acquainted with them later." The two editors have been working for several days, and their relationship is getting closer. Xueshi Liu hopes that Yan Chen can also integrate into them.

Yan Chen nodded, accepting his kindness.

It's just that Shi Shenjie is fine, as soon as Tanhua Lang surnamed Wei came over, he showed hostility towards him.

The two followed behind the servant, each holding a volume of books in their hands.

Wei Xitang explained the purpose of his visit: "Scholar Liu, I am compiling Jiang History with Brother Shi today as usual, and I would like to ask you some questions..."

He didn't even look at Yan Chen who was sitting on the side.

The smile on Liu Xueshi's face faded just now: "You can ask me about this matter tomorrow morning."

He looked at Shi Shenjie: "What about you?"

The latter glanced at Yan Chen from the corner of his eye: "The same goes for the lower officials."

"Okay." Liu Xueshi turned cold and pointed at Yan Chen: "You guys are in the same scientific examination as him, do you know who he is?"

"Uh..." Wei Xitang didn't make a sound, Shi Shenjie hesitated and said, "It's... the champion of the new division, Mr. Yan."

Liu Xueshi said "hmm": "Then what is his identity in this Imperial Academy?"

Shi Shenjie: "Written by Yan Xiu?"

Liu Xueshi looked at the two of them coldly: "What kind of official position is Xiuzhuan?"

This time Shi Shenjie didn't answer any more. He lowered his head, looking ashamed.

Liu Xueshi said coldly: "Since I know Yan Xiuzhuan and know the grades of Xiuzhuan's official residence, why don't you be polite and say hello when you see the Shangguan?"

"You are turning a blind eye to etiquette and official system! Turning a blind eye to the majesty of the emperor!"

"Bachelor... I dare not be an official!" Shi Shenjie was the first to say anxiously.

Wei Xitang also tightly grasped the scroll in his hand, and bowed directly to Xueshi Liu and Yan Chen one after another.

"The lower official has no such intentions. It's just that I just wanted to ask about the scholar Jiang Shi, and my mind was in a trance. That's why I ignored Yan Xiu's writing and asked Yan Xiu to write it for forgiveness."

How could Yan Chen blame him?

"Nothing." His generosity surprised even Xueshi Liu, and he even said empathetically, "You and Brother Shi have already started compiling history books? It just so happens that I am quite interested in Jiang Shi, so I know him well. "

"If you have any doubts, you can tell me, maybe I can explain it to you."

This... Wei Xitang's face froze.

Where did he prepare for what questions?It was just an excuse to rush over to humiliate Yan Chen.

Liu Xueshi used to be a neutral faction and did not take sides.

I heard that he looks like a spring breeze to everyone in the Imperial Academy, but in fact he looks at him coldly.

Why did you take the wrong medicine when you went out today?

Wei Xitang glanced at him hesitantly: "Scholar Liu has agreed to clear up my doubts tomorrow morning and not bother Yan Xiuzhuan..."

"No problem." Liu Xueshi said, "I've been very busy these days, so you can ask Yan Xiu about it."

Wei Xitang: "..."

After a long while, he squeezed out a stiff smile, recalled his recent work, and asked a random question.

Wei Xitang was still a little grateful in her heart.

Jiang Guo is a famous country in history, but its relevant information is very scarce.

Maybe, Yan Chen doesn't know...

Yan Chen looked at him in surprise: "If I remember correctly, isn't this the most basic history of Jiang?"

After finishing speaking, he paused for a moment, as if thinking about why Wei Xitang would ask such enlightenment-level questions.

Yan Chen said earnestly: "Wei's editing, compiling history books is not a trivial matter, you should take it seriously."

"At the very least, you have to read through all the history of Jiang Shi?"

Wei Xitang: "..."

Throughout the dynasties, almost every time a surname is changed in this world, the history books have to be changed.

Read all Jiang Shitong, why don't you go yourself!

This person surnamed Yan is looking for faults!

Wei Xitang was about to refute, when he saw Liu Xueshi's expression out of the corner of his eye, his anger cooled down again.

"Yan Xiuzhuan is right." The latter stared at him coldly, as if he had seen through everything.

Wei Xitang suddenly woke up: That's right, Xueshi Liu was also a number one scholar. He stayed in the Imperial Academy for 18 years, and no one knows history books better than him.

Yan Chen might have guessed the question he was talking about just now, but Xueshi Liu definitely wasn't.

"I know you have a prominent family background, but you have to know that the official system is established by the emperor, and if you don't follow the rules, you are provoking the majesty of the royal family."

Wei Xitang's face turned green and pale for a while.

After Liu Xueshi finished speaking, he raised his hand and let the two of them go down.

Hanlin officials have a big exam every three years, and if there is no special contribution, they can only have one chance of promotion after three consecutive exams, and there are countless small exams on weekdays.

Although Shangguan's evaluation cannot play a decisive role, if he loses a good impression of Xiaguan from the beginning...

Walking out of the library, Shi Shenjie was two steps behind, staring angrily at Wei Xitang's back.

He is good, and there is help at home.

I knew so...

Shi Shenjie was filled with remorse, and when Wei Xitang snorted again, he turned around to complain at him, and quickly adjusted his expression.

"The person surnamed Yan is just a merchant. Why does Xueshi Liu treat him so politely? Just because he is the number one scholar?"

"I don't know what shit luck happened."

Wei Xitang's face was full of displeasure, the champion should have been his!

Suddenly he remembered something and smiled: "Brother Shi, you don't have to worry."

"The emperor will suppress merchants in a few days, so Yan Chen, since he is a merchant, will definitely not have good fruit in the future."

Suppress merchants?Shi Shenjie was taken aback for a moment, and looked at him suspiciously.Wei Xitang: "Don't believe me, let me tell you..."

The two gradually walked away.

If they turned their heads, they would be able to see Liu Xueshi not far behind, looking at their backs with a dark face.

Yan Chen stood beside him.

Just now Xueshi Liu was about to send someone to deliver the letter in the palace, but the palace first came to invite Yan Chen to face the saint, Xueshi Liu was sending him out.

The second half of Wei Xitang's words happened to fall into the ears of the two of them.

"Don't listen to his nonsense." Liu Xueshi said: "Although you are the number one scholar appointed by the crown prince, you must have been approved by the emperor."

Wei Xitang didn't even think about it, if Yan Chen didn't have real talent and learning, would it be Wei Xitang's turn to Tanhua?

As for the matter of suppressing merchants, let alone this was proposed by Yan Chen.

Wei Xitang has quite a few shops of his own, how can he be happy like this?

Xueshi Liu didn't quite understand.

Yan Chen thanked him for his comfort, and followed the eunuchs and guards who came to recruit people into the palace.

Watching his leaving back, Xueshi Liu went back to the Library Pavilion and continued to search for books.

After looking for it, Fang realized something was wrong: what was he planning to do when he saw Yan Chen earlier?

There must always be a reason for entering the palace, and the reason the old emperor summoned Yan Chen was to invite him to give lectures—this is obviously impossible.

Compiling and compiling lectures has the meaning of imparting knowledge to the emperor.

However, the old emperor is already old, and he has already learned what he should learn. In his current state, he can't learn a few books even if he wants to.

The imperial palace is majestic and majestic, with high and deep palace walls. People passing by are in a hurry, but they always maintain silence.

In such a depressing atmosphere, Yan Chen, who came up behind the little eunuch and guards and was about to slow down for a rest after walking up a flight of stairs, looked particularly eye-catching.

When Yan Chen entered the hall, the two shorter guards who sent him in stood back beside the guards at the door.

The four made eye contact: who is this?

Short guard: Zhuangyuan Lang.

The tall guard didn't understand, and turned his head with a wooden face.

In the hall, the old emperor was talking with the prince.

The little eunuch reported and let Yan Chen enter the inner hall, Cheng Qi moved a chair for him and placed it on the left hand side of the prince.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your seat." Yan Chen sat down.

The royal father and son didn't speak, so he watched the chess game with peace of mind, even after Cheng Qi brought him a cup of tea, he just held the teacup and didn't let go.

Watching chess while drinking tea seems to be very comfortable.

The old emperor was the first to hold back: "Xiao Wu, your chess skills are still too bad." Then he looked at Yan Chen: "Does Zhuangyuan Lang know how to go?"

Yan Chen smiled shyly: "Back to the emperor, this humble minister only knows a thing or two."

"No problem." The old emperor waved his hand, "I allow you and Xiao Wu to fight against me together."

The crown prince did not object, but Yan Chen was disrespectful.

The prince had already shown signs of decline, but after Yan Chen joined, they... fell even faster.

At the end of a game of chess, the old emperor looked complicated.

He originally thought that Zhuangyuan Lang's "a little understanding of one or two" was just a modest remark, but he never expected-well, it is indeed a modest remark.

Observe the style of chess, and observe its people.Yan Chen's chess style is very similar to his own.

It belongs to the type that knows that there is a trap ahead, but still yells "I believe you will not harm me" and rushes forward.

It's not that his chess skills are bad.

The old emperor's face tightened: blame him, facing the two little white rabbits, he couldn't help but want to dig a hole.

After leaving the chess table, the three returned to the front hall.

The old emperor did not let the prince go: "I called you into the palace because of what you said before, the reform of the imperial examination system for business registration."

Yan Chen nodded, expressing her understanding.

At this time, he didn't talk nonsense, and quickly put forward his views one by one: To suppress merchants, some commodity taxes can be raised in a targeted manner. …

From noon to evening, the tea was changed five or six times in the hall.

Most of the time, it was the emperor and Yan Chen who were discussing, while the little prince listened and raised some questions from time to time.

Chatting and chatting, gradually came to an end.

Yan Chen stretched out his hand to bring the tea, but found that the teacup was not where it was. Turning his head, he realized that it was the crown prince who was pouring tea for him.

Sensing his gaze, the little prince looked at him, with two crescent moons protruding from his thin and small face, he looked very cute.

"His Royal Highness." Yan Chen was very moved: "How can I ask you to pour tea for my minister personally."

The crown prince handed him the tea, and said with a smile: "Yan Xiuzhuan has profound knowledge, and Gu admires him so much, so he naturally deserves Gu's cup of tea."

Yan Chen should be excited to be praised so much by the crown prince.

He acted very restrained, with trembling hands, took the teacup from the crown prince's hand: "Thank you, Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness praised me."

"My minister, there are still many shortcomings."

The crown prince shook his head: "From Gu's point of view, you have surpassed Gu's Taifu by too much."

As if joking, he glanced at the old emperor: "If you hadn't just entered the official position, I would have wanted my father to mention you as the prince and tutor."

Yan Chen cooperatively shook the tea out of the rim of the cup: "Here, where is my humble minister..."

"Okay, Xiao Wu." The old emperor said at the right time: "He is my editor, how can you snatch someone face to face like you?"

He looked at Yan Chen and said with concern, "You worked hard today too..."

Only then did the old emperor see Yan Chen's attire, and frowned: "Cheng Qi, go and get my fox fur."

Perhaps this is the tacit understanding between the monarch and his ministers. After half a day, the old emperor said exactly the same words as Liu Xueshi:

"Although the weather has gotten warmer these days, it's still cold in the morning and night. You..."

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