Bachelor Chengzhi is in a hurry.
On the one hand, this stems from the fact that the deadline set by His Majesty the God Emperor is not far away. On a deeper level, it is the hidden concern about status.
The improvement of the Hanlin Academy's status reached its peak in this dynasty, and the Qing Dynasty truly entered the dynasty. This process will not be smooth sailing. If you want to be able to fill the position of "prime minister" in your lifetime, it is best to compile the "Yuanqing Ceremony" Chance.
So no matter how unbelievable it was, when the manuscript appeared before his eyes, he still grasped the straw without hesitation.
Could it be fake? unconfirmed.
Even if the few errors mentioned on the paper are consistent with His Majesty's instructions, it cannot prove that the other entries are correct, but it at least gives clues and directions.
It is far easier to verify the correctness of a statement than to fill in a blank experience out of thin air.
For this goal, he didn't mind lowering his body and asking a junior for advice, but even though he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't hide his surprise when he saw Ji Ping'an's too young appearance.
"Is something wrong?" Ji Ping'an, who was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, frowned slightly and then relaxed.
Perhaps this scene was so weird and everyone present had so many different thoughts that no one noticed the disrespect in Ji Ping'an's tone.
Bachelor Chengzhi took a deep breath and spoke in as gentle a tone as possible: "I do have something to discuss with Ji Sichen."
The title was changed to "official name", which meant that the following conversation was not private, but business-to-business.
As for the purpose of the other party's visit... he already knew it when he saw Huang He. It was indeed an important matter involving his reputation behind his back, but it was just too unlucky to come.
Ji Pingan glanced at Secretary Li in black, and when he saw the other person nodded with complicated eyes, he stood up and apologetically held his hands to the classmates around him, and then led the large group of Hanlin officers away.
The whole process was silent in the courtyard, until the people left, the noise suddenly started.
"I am not wrong, right."
"Is he really the current great bachelor?"
"Who is that Ji Pingan..."
Shi Jilun's eyes were as big as bells, and he couldn't believe the scene that had just happened. That classmate, who came from a poor family, didn't talk much, and was somewhat old-fashioned, was actually treated with such courtesy by a bachelor?
Xue Hongjian still maintained his bowing posture, and then slowly stood up. His handsome face could not hide the shock and confusion. He turned around and saw the same expression on the faces of Junior Sister Wang and other "astronomy students".
"Pei Sili, what on earth is going on?" Someone looked at the black-clothed Sili who was left behind.
The latter was silent for a moment and said, "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."
There was a slight pause in his tone, and he sighed as he faced a pair of curious eyes, as if he could see through what everyone was thinking:
"I can only say that he is different from you. He is neither astronomical nor yin and yang. He was recommended by the national master before his death."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Only a group of young people were left standing there stunned.
Recommended by the National Preceptor... Shi Jilun opened his mouth and then remembered that the other party had never acknowledged the identity of the "hermaphrodite" from beginning to end. He immediately felt grateful: Fortunately, he was pulled into his own camp by accident.
Although the follow-up was not enthusiastic enough, it was redeemable.
Recommended by the Imperial Master... Xue Hongjian and a group of young ladies looked at each other with strong regrets in their hearts: If they had stood up to invite at that time, would it have been different?
But who would have thought that ten years after the national master left this world, there would still be juniors who supported him and were imprisoned?
"What's so great about it?" After a long while, the young man in gilded clothes said vehemently: "Looking through the history books, there are also many mediocre talents recommended by the Imperial Preceptor."
"That's right." Someone echoed: "Besides, he was once an emperor and a courtier, but he is no better now than he was then. I think he has not practiced yet, which means his talent is not good. Otherwise, he would not have had his turn with us, and he would have been included in the prison wall by the princes. "
After calming down, everyone carefully analyzed the situation and found that the other party only had a scary background and could not help but feel more balanced.
Xue Hongjian was silent, looking towards the direction where the white robe was leaving, thinking:
Having said that, is it really easy to recommend a national master?
…
When Pei Sili climbed the stairs to the second floor and opened the door of the tea room, what came into view was the back standing by the window.
The star map outlined with thin golden lines on the back of the white robe is shining brightly. The chessboard on the wooden coffee table behind him is spotless. The black and white chess pieces have been put away long ago. The old Taoist priest who played chess has also left, but the tea cup is still warm.
"Master Jianhou, that Ji Ping'an met with people from the Hanlin Academy alone." The black-clothed Secretary Li said.
Li Guofeng did not turn around, but still stood with his hands behind his hands. His slightly aged eyes reflected the scenery of the lake and mountains in the distance through the propped up window panels:
"It seems that he is more valued by the Imperial Master than imagined, and he actually told him so many past events."
Pei Sili thought for a while and said:
"When a person is about to die, it is inevitable to recall the past and become nagging. Maybe the National Preceptor is not immune to this?"
Li Guofeng said with emotion:
"The National Normal University was the best at divination and calculation during his lifetime, and the Dayan Secret Technique was the best in the mainland. I even suspected that before he died, he had already calculated that there would be a life editor in ten years, so he recommended a mouthpiece. , to prevent a bunch of Confucian scholars from making up nonsense and ruining his posthumous reputation. Otherwise, why did he come to this day?"
Pei Sili smiled bitterly and said, "Your statement is too scary. How can a person do this?"
But he is a national master... Li Guofeng thought to himself, but said nothing more.
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Qinglian Xiaozhu.
When the red sun set in the west and it was approaching evening, Bachelor Chengzhi and others left with a large pile of manuscripts filled with ink words in their hands with satisfaction.
In the explanation given by Ji Ping'an, when he was with the Imperial Preceptor ten years ago, the other party told him about the Imperial Preceptor's magnificent life in the tone of a story, and this was how he made the corrections to the "Biographies".
There is no way to verify this statement. Fortunately, the Imperial Academy only wants clues.
With Ji Ping'an's dictation, combined with the historical data already available, cross-corroboration, or following new clues to verify... There is always no shortage of manpower, so the remaining things will no longer be difficult.
"Dong dong."
There was a knock on the door outside the hospital. Ji Ping'an sat in the wicker chair. He raised his eyelids tiredly and said "come in", and then he saw Dr. Huang walking respectfully into the inner hall.
Huang He's eyes were extremely complicated. The experience of this day seemed like a dream to him. It was not until his classmate Yu Wenjing thanked him gratefully before leaving that he realized what he had seen and felt.
"Ji Sichen," he looked guilty, a little embarrassed to say it, and suddenly bowed to the ground: "It's me, Meng Lang, who gave the manuscript to others for viewing without your consent."
Although he made great achievements in this matter and was even praised by his superiors, he simply believed that his handling of the matter was against the principles of a gentleman.
"When did I say I blame you?" Ji Ping'an smiled.
Huang He was startled, looked up at the young man sitting in the wicker chair, and hesitated: "But I..."
Ji Ping'an's eyes were calm and peaceful, with a hidden smile, and he said softly: "Since I wrote it to you, I wanted to spread it through your hands. What's wrong with it?"
Is that so... Huang He was speechless, feeling relieved. For some reason, it was clear that the other person was younger than him, but every time the two of them got along, he was extra cautious.
"But it still delayed your business." Huang He said.
He was referring to the party he was supposed to attend in the afternoon.
Ji Ping'an said "En", pretended to think, and then laughed:
"That's true. Please help me retrieve my robe, waist badge, introductory book and other items."
After a pause, he added: "If it is convenient, I still have some sundries that I would like to ask you to buy from the city of God. After all, this is my first time here and I am not familiar with the place."
Well...for the first time in this life, it's not a lie.
"Of course," Huang He readily agreed, happy to be able to express his apology through actions, "What do you want to buy?"
"Go, carving knives... and books." Ji Ping'an explained, "I heard that practicing is boring, so you have to find something to relieve your boredom."
Huang He wrote it down silently and asked, "What kind of books do you like to read?"
"As long as it's not a history book, it's fine."
Huang He was confused: "Why? History books are always more interesting than classics and history collections."
Ji Ping'an smiled silently and waved to see the guests off. He remembered that an old friend asked him the same question a long time ago.
"Why don't you like reading history?"
"Probably because...my name is all in the history books."
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(I like the title of this chapter)
