A Hanlin Academy compiler holds an official position of the sixth rank and works in the Hanlin Academy. His daily task is to copy classics and history, record epics, and also draft manuscripts related to ceremonies.
It doesn't sound too high-end, but it was the stepping stone for countless high-ranking officials in history and was the key to gaining the emperor's trust.
Xu Mo prides himself on being quite smart, and he is very familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, but this is the first time for a big girl to sit in a sedan chair when taking office.
Even though his expression was calm and calm, he was still so nervous that he swallowed his saliva when he was standing at the entrance of the Hanlin Academy, facing a crowd of welcoming colleagues.
"This must be Xu Zhuangyuan." Standing at the front, the Hanlin Bachelor said solemnly and enthusiastically, "It is really brilliant for our Hanlin Academy to have a talent like Xu Zhuangyuan."
"Master Chu, your name should be Xu Zhuanxiu." Someone reminded.
The Hanlin bachelor immediately changed his words with a smile, "I would like to invite Zhuan to study in the Hanlin Academy."
Xu Mo was still nervous. He turned around and caught a glimpse of his younger brothers and sisters who were smiling like morning flowers, and then calmed down again.
His third brother rushed to the battlefield. He was not nervous about fighting and life and death. He was just facing the intrigues of the Hanlin Academy, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
Even though there is Fang Yuan here, there is a former classmate Jinshi, and there is imperial examination fraud that is about to ferment.
"Your Excellency, please come first." Xu Mo smiled lightly and said, "I am new here. If there are any shortcomings, I hope Sir Chu will not hesitate to criticize. I will be very grateful."
"Xu Zhuanxiu is too polite. Since we are colleagues from now on, there is no need to criticize. We are just helping each other." The Hanlin bachelor was not arrogant.
The two walked into the Hanlin Academy surrounded by others, walking steadily and calmly.
"I have something unclear, sir, and I would like to ask your lord." Xu Mo said softly, "May I ask your lord, what is the difference between editing and editing?"
"Well, apart from the distinction between official positions, the biggest difference is the two words "composer" and "editor"." Hanlin Bachelor was vague.
Authoring means innovation and free arrangement.
Editing means gathering together and following the steps.
Xu Mo smiled meaningfully. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Fang Yuan, who had joined the company early, and knew that a new battle was about to begin.
As the fifth brother said, he not only has to work hard, but also has to make a name for himself and use the title of No. 1 Scholar to expand his social circle.
He wanted students from all over the world to see who was worthy of the position of Hui Yuan and who was the real cheater.
Justice is in the heart of the people.
As the door of the Hanlin Academy opened and closed, the brothers and sisters standing outside smacked their lips.
"This is Brother's battlefield, and none of us can help." Zheng Ruqian spread his hands, "What are we going to do next?"
The taciturn Wen Zhiyun clenched his fists and said, "I'm going to the Wu Mansion."
"Didn't you take leave? You're still going today." Zheng Ruqian sighed, "There are not many students as diligent as you."
"It's not hard work, nor is it for medical skills." Wen Zhiyun said solemnly, "I want to ask the master how to keep the fever for a long time without harming the body."
All said and done, I am still worried about Xiao Wu in the Imperial City.
I was afraid that he would really have a fever, or that he wouldn't be able to survive for a few days.
Wen Xiaosi has a soft temper and likes to cry, but no one can stop her when she is determined.
He got on the carriage and asked Jiang Sanzai to be sent to Wu Mansion.
This time only the two siblings were left looking at each other.
"Second brother, what are we going to do?" Jiang Sheng worried, "We can't just do nothing and just wait to die."
Although this is her dream.
"It's a beautiful thought, but I'm still eating and waiting to die." Zheng Ruqian smiled widely, "Have you forgotten that Xiaosong arranged for someone to go to Lingnan to transport lychees, and it's almost time to come back."
The first harvest of lychees shipped back was to be sent to the imperial city.
Being an imperial merchant for the first time, Zheng Laoer said he was a little nervous, "You're fine anyway, just stay with me."
The little girl, who was still confused, was dragged out of Fengjing.
They received the first crop of lychees delivered outside the city, and at the same time received new bad news from Wang Xiaosong, "My boss, the Fang family also shipped lychees."
Sure enough, no one is not hungry for real meat.
Last year, Zheng Ruqian and the Liao family had a fierce dispute. This year, the Liao family fell into decline. They thought they could take the lead, but the Fang family came again.
It's impossible not to be angry, but being angry won't solve any problems.
Fang Jiayun may be trying to seize the market and make money by transporting lychees, but he may also be simply attacking Xu Mo's younger brother.
No matter which one it was, Zheng Ruqian couldn't tolerate the meat in his mouth and then spit it out.
"Since General Jiang won this business for me, it will definitely be mine this year." He walked around with his hands behind his back, "But it can only be guaranteed for this year, and it is not certain for the next year."
Jiang Sheng and Wang Xiaosong nodded at the same time.
"So this year we must make sure that the Fang family's lychees cannot be sold and they will smash them into their hands." Zheng Ruqian raised his head, with shrewdness and wealth written all over his face, "If I can beat the Liao family, I can beat the Fang family."
Time flies, not only Xu Mo Fang Heng has grown up, Zheng Laoer has also become a real businessman.
Facing difficulties is no longer about crying or retreating in shame, but about moving forward bravely.
"But my boss..." Wang Xiaosong couldn't bear to remind, "The Liao family and the Fang family are not on the same level."
What is the Liao family? It is a small family that relies on the Jiang family to make some money. The biggest tricks they can do are to put a human-shaped excrement device at the entrance of Jiuzhenfang, or to destroy the carriage they transport lychees in an effort to hurt both sides.
The Fang family is different. As one of Fengjing's leading aristocratic families, they not only have the head of the family who lives in the cabinet, but also have countless huge networks of relatives, in-law families, the emperor's trust, and even a prince as a trump card.
How can they, small businessmen, compete with others?
If it were before, Zheng Ruqian might have retreated cowardly.
But now, he glared and yelled, "We only know how to strengthen the enemy's morale and destroy our own prestige. It doesn't matter if they are from a noble family, don't we? It doesn't matter if they live in the cabinet, our eldest brother is still in the Hanlin Academy."
Although it is difficult to compare the two, but... But at least he is an official.
Xu Mo, "...ah sneeze, ah sneeze."
"Of course, the most important thing is that the Fang family is indeed an aristocratic family, but the Liao family has been doing business for generations, and they definitely have more business experience than the Fang family." Zheng Ruqian finally returned to normal, "The business world is different from officialdom, and it is different from the battlefield. Same, the Fang family is great, but it may not be great in business."
The eldest brother is fighting in the officialdom, the third brother is fighting on the battlefield, and the fifth brother is trapped in the imperial city.
Then leave the business matters to him.
But inexplicably, brothers are able to work together, which is more powerful than gold.
"You said the Fang family went to collect lychees, but do you know where their convoy is?" Zheng Ruqian asked.
"Half a day behind us." Wang Xiaosong did not hesitate.
"Half a day." Mr. Zheng rolled up his sleeves, "Let's go back to Fengjing and give you lychees."
Since fighting is inevitable, let them fight happily.
"Wait for me, second brother, wait for me." Jiang Sheng picked up the hem of her skirt from behind, "You and I are together."
