In recent days, Li Chunfang, the Minister of Rites, has been very busy. He has to repeatedly confirm the sacrificial procedures and prepare the sacrificial texts required for the sacrificial offerings to ensure that there are no mistakes and no mistakes. After all, this is his job. This is the first time I have been responsible for such an important matter since I took office!
"My dear, it's getting late. Let's rest for a while." Li Chunfang's wife looked at her husband's anxious look and comforted him.
"Wait, it will be almost done in a while." Li Chunfang responded perfunctorily, while her hands kept moving.
Time passed by slowly. I don’t know how long it took. Li Chunfang breathed a long sigh of relief, put down the brush in her hand, looked at the completed memorial text, and couldn’t help but sigh: "Ah, it’s finally done!"
I saw it read: "When it comes to governing people, don't be too hasty with etiquette. There are five classics about etiquette, and don't focus on sacrifices. Those who offer sacrifices are not things that come from the outside, but are born from the heart. If the heart is frightened, then worship it. present……"
Upon seeing this, Li Chunfang's wife immediately called the servants to bring tea and cakes.
"My dear, you should pay more attention to rest and don't exhaust yourself." Li Chunfang's wife walked up and said coquettishly.
"I understand, it's just that this is the first errand that my husband has received since I became the Minister of Rites. Naturally, I have to do it beautifully so that my husband can gain a firm foothold."
"By the way, have many wives of officials recently invited you to attend embroidery and other gatherings?" Li Chunfang turned around and asked his wife.
"How does your beloved know?" Li Chunfang's wife was a little surprised when she heard this.
"This kind of thing can be understood with just a little thought." After Li Chunfang finished speaking, he put a piece of pastry into his mouth.
"What do you want me to do?" Li Chunfang's wife bit her lip and asked.
"I hope you can pay more attention to this aspect. After all, my husband is now the Minister of Rites. I don't know how many people will be jealous. You can avoid the traps in the open, but the swords, guns and sticks in the dark are hard to guard against!"
"You are really a good man, I will pay attention to you."
"As long as you and your children live a good life, even if your husband suffers a little hardship and suffers a little, you will be happy in your heart!" Li Chunfang held his wife in his arms and said softly.
"Husband..." Li Chunfang's wife looked at her husband lovingly, with all kinds of charm in her eyes.
Li Chunfang didn't hesitate and kissed her directly. She was speechless all night.
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Early morning, Yan Mansion.
Since the emperor appointed Yan Shifan as the examiner of the imperial examination, Yan Shifan, except going to court, would lock himself in the house all day long, thinking hard about the questions of the imperial examination.
Because Yan Shifan was both a civil servant and a worker, for the sake of handling matters, the imperial court did not allow him to report in the small dark room where all previous examiners of the imperial examinations would go. Instead, he was allowed to stay at home and slowly think about the examination questions.
'Bang bang bang! '
At this moment, there was a sound of broken ceramics coming from Yan Shifan's house.
"Mr. Xiaoge lost his temper again?" Upon seeing this, a servant sweeping the floor stopped what he was doing and said in a low voice.
"Isn't it true? Ever since His Majesty appointed him as the examiner of the imperial examination and responsible for the examination questions, his temper has become worse and worse! He shut himself in the room all day long, not talking, just holding a pen and paper Those who write and draw there look like they are crazy..." The companion who was responsible for pruning the branches and leaves at the side took over the conversation and said when he saw that there was no one around.
"Shh, keep your voice down. You can't say these words. If others hear it, we both will have to walk around without food!" When the servant sweeping the floor saw his companion saying this, he quickly put down the broom in his hand. reminded.
"Oh." The servant who was reminded quickly stopped and continued the work at hand.
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"Smash you, smash you!"
At this time, Yan Shifan's room was in a mess. The large vase originally placed on the table was missing. The floor was covered with ceramic shards and torn white paper, and reference books were also scattered everywhere.
After venting his emotions, Yan Shifan called his servants and said lightly: "Take care of this."
"Yes." Seeing Yan Shifan's anger, the servant became more careful with his movements. In the past few days, he had heard rumors about Mr. Xiaoge, saying that he had a worse temper.
After a while, the ceramic shards and torn papers on the floor were cleaned up, and a brand new large vase was placed on the table. After everything was put away, the servant bowed and left.
In fact, Yan Shifan was far from being so irritable at the beginning.
At the beginning, when Yan Shifan had no inspiration and couldn't think of exam questions, he would often choose to put down the brush in his hand, go out of the room to get some fresh air, and at the same time develop his ideas, and then think again after he felt comfortable.
Later, as each idea was rejected by himself, Yan Shifan became more and more angry and anxious. He looked at the books placed on the desk and wanted to burn them all.
At this moment, the housekeeper of the Yan Mansion came in and said respectfully: "Mr. Ge, Mr. Ge asked you to go to the study. He has something to tell you."
"Well, I understand. You can go down." Yan Shifan nodded after hearing this. After sending the housekeeper away, he walked to his father Yan Song's room.
"Father, are you looking for me?"
As soon as Yan Shifan entered Yan Song's study, he saw Yan Song standing on a stool, tremblingly trying to take down the books from the bookshelf, but the floor was filled with all kinds of books, which looked very messy and disorderly. .
When Yan Shifan saw this, he couldn't help but turn pale with shock. He quickly helped Yan Song off the stool and said respectfully: "Father, I'll do it!"
After Yan Shifan finished speaking, he took down the book that Yan Song wanted before and respectfully delivered it to Yan Song.
Yan Song took the book and said calmly: "I heard from my servant that you have lost your temper again recently?"
"Who is talking nonsense in front of my father? I will never let him off lightly!" Yan Shifan was furious after hearing Yan Song's words and said in a deep voice immediately.
"Don't care who told me, just tell me, are you losing your temper again recently?" Yan Song stared directly into Yan Shifan's eyes and asked.
"Yes, father, the child has encountered some bottlenecks recently and is not in a good mood. Just now..." Yan Shifan did not dare to look at Yan Song, so he could only lower his head silently and responded.
"If you can't think of it at the moment, there's no need to force it."
"It just so happens that the weather is nice today. Please take the books out of the study room to dry them for me!" Yan Song looked at the books stacked on the ground and said.
"Yes!" After Yan Fan responded, he picked up the books scattered on the ground and moved them outside.
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"Father, the move is almost finished!"
Yan Shifan wiped the sweat on his forehead and said.
"Well, let's rest for a while." After Yan Song said this, the maid on the side handed Yan Shifan a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.
"Father, why did you suddenly think of posting books today?" Yan Shifan was quite puzzled by this.
"The weather is nice today, so I thought about freeing up the books in the study and drying them in the sun to prevent them from being eaten by insects! These books have been with me Yan Song for decades. Ever since I became an official, I have been reading them Take them with you!”
"In the past, I posted these books myself, but now, I'm so old!"
Yan Song looked at the books neatly arranged on the ground, seemed to have something in his heart, and slowly spoke.
"No way, father's body is still very strong!" Yan Shifan saw Yan Song's mood becoming depressed and comforted him.
"You, you don't have to worry too much about the imperial examination questions. If it doesn't work, you can use the questions from previous years as a reference." Yan Song leaned down and fiddled with the books on the ground and said calmly.
"Yes, my dear, thank you very much for your father's teachings." Yan Shifan then bowed and saluted.
(End of chapter)
