The next day.
An Yan, wearing a dark green official uniform and a bun on his head, arrived at the side entrance of the palace early, while Shi Rong was waiting for him right here.
"Master An!"
There were Xuanjia guards guarding him nearby. Shi Rong was smiling when he was in front of people, standing upright in a neat and slim-fitting silver official uniform.
After entering the palace gate, Shi Rong whispered: "Master An, your route to the palace is somewhat special. The Queen of Heaven has told you that you must take this route in the future."
An Yan nodded. He knew that this was to prevent his identity as a monk from being revealed. Taking another path might be like what Master Xuanyi said. Once discovered by Xuanjia Guards, he would die tragically on the spot.
The Xuanjia Guards have a set of rules passed down from ancient times. They can kill any monk first and then punish him without asking for anyone's opinion.
"Master Shi, what about the aromatherapy essential oil?" An Yan asked.
Shi Rong immediately said: "I have tried it, and the gift given by Lord An is indeed extraordinary. The ladies who came to my bed also said that it smells amazing."
"Has Lord Shi ever used it when he was waiting for the Queen of Heaven?"
Shi Rong nodded: "I also followed Master An's instructions and put a drop in the incense burner. I can smell the incense given by Master An in front of the Queen of Heaven."
An Yan suddenly felt relieved and stopped talking.
As soon as the two of them passed through the palace gate and came to the quiet and deserted corridor, Shi Rong was about to say something, but suddenly he noticed a figure not far away.
An Yan recognized the man as Chao Hibiscus, whom he had not seen for many days.
She took the initiative to step forward and said to An Yan, "Mr. An, please come over."
Seeing this, Shi Rong had no choice but to calm down and said, "Since it's a real person inviting me, Mr. An, please come over quickly. I'll wait for you here."
An Yan was deep in thought and followed Chao Jin in changing direction, heading towards another deserted street.
"What did the real person call me for?"
"Master didn't say that." Chao Jin shook her head. She turned her head and looked around. She saw that Shi Rong was already far away before she spoke again.
"Mr. An...that Master Shi, has he ever done anything to you?"
An Yan asked: "What do you think she will do to me?"
Chao Jin whispered: "Master Shi Rongshi looks serious, but secretly... he has done that kind of thing... with many palace maids."
An Yan couldn't help but be stunned. Could that kind of thing mean...
Chao Jin turned his head and glanced at An Yan, fearing that he would not understand, so he continued: "There are few men in the palace, and many palace maids cannot bear to be lonely. There are always people who do... Mr. Shi, do you agree with the matter of Xu Luan and Fake Phoenix?" Don’t do it to your daughter, but in fact it’s all..."
An Yan couldn't help but have a strange look on her face. Shi Rong's dignified and pretty face appeared in her mind, and then it turned into an eager and crazy look.
He smiled and asked Chao Jin: "Then... have you ever done such a thing?"
Chao Jin's little face turned red instantly, she stopped and said eagerly: "Of course not! I'm not as shameless as them!"
An Yan reached out and rubbed her head, and said with a smile: "Of course I believe you, it's just a casual question."
After hearing this, Chao Jin glanced at him resentfully, turned around and continued to move forward.
Purple Orchid Hall is located in the west garden of the palace, quiet and elegant. There are many vegetation, exotic flowers and plants planted in front of the hall.
An Yan saw Lu Kui standing in front of the palace. The girl suddenly looked surprised when she saw An Yan.
In front of the palace, Lu Kui did not say hello. Chao Jin said to An Yan, "Mr. An, the master is waiting for you inside."
An Yan walked directly into the hall and saw Master Xuanyi sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed to relax.
"Real person." An Yan said politely.
Master Xuanyi opened his eyes, which were like deep pools, and said calmly: "You want to see the Queen of Heaven, right?"
"Today we need to go to Luantai first, and then go to Tianhou's side." An Yan replied.
"Do you still remember what the Queen told you yesterday?"
"I have relayed the words of the Queen of Heaven to my uncle."
Master Xuanyi's eyes moved slightly and he said: "Don't get involved in the matter between Yu Jingtang and Shen Tu Ying, and be content with your own responsibilities. In this way, no matter what the final result is, I can keep you alive."
An Yan couldn't help but think about it and asked, "Will something happen to my uncle?"
Master Xuanyi said calmly: "I don't know, I'm just talking about a worse outcome for you. Since ancient times, it's common for losers in party struggles between powerful ministers to confiscate their homes and exterminate their families. As long as you don't get caught up in it, even if If Yu Jingtang loses, I can prevent you from being implicated."
"…Thank you, Master."
"In addition, the Queen of Heaven has already announced that the monks from outside the customs will enter the capital in three days." Master Xuanyi said again. "As a layman, you will always be close to the Queen of Heaven during formal occasions, but you must try your best to avoid contact with those monks."
An Yan nodded and said, "I'll remember it."
"Well, you go ahead."
Master Xuanyi called him here just to give him a few words. An Yan could see that she cared about her own life and death, perhaps because her body still played an important role in her.
After leaving Zilan Hall, An Yan accompanied Shi Rong to Fengge Luantai Zhengshi Hall, which was not far from Xuanming Hall, which was the main hall of the capital city.
The palace is very large, and the two of them walked for a long time before arriving. Shi Rong stopped not far from the political hall: "Master An, go in by yourself. I'll wait here."
The Zhengshi Hall is not like other palaces. There are often people walking in front of the door. An Yan can probably judge their grade by looking at the color of their official uniforms and the embroidery on their clothes. There are no guards guarding the place.
As soon as An Yan walked in, he heard a rustling sound of voices. Everyone was busy with what they were doing, or sitting there writing and copying, or gathering together to discuss something.
The atmosphere was not so solemn, and An Yan seemed to have a lot of humanity.
Someone took the initiative to come forward and asked, "This colleague is a bit unfamiliar."
An Yan cupped his hands and said, "I am the new official, An Yan."
The person in front of me suddenly showed a warm smile: "So you are Mr. An!"
After the man said this, he immediately attracted the attention of many people around him. An Yan looked calm. He knew in his heart that the names An Yan and Qi Ju Lang were not noteworthy, but his uncle was Yu Jingtang. The highest official in this political hall.
"Master An is sitting in a sixth-grade official position at such an age. You are young and promising!" This man complimented. Although he was in his thirties or forties, he was extremely enthusiastic.
"The lower official knows that he is not talented enough to take on this position because of his lack of knowledge. It is really the Queen who has given me such a favor and I dare not say anything unreasonable." An Yan said modestly.
The man smiled and said: "Mr. An is too modest. Mr. Zhao happens to be here at this time. I will lead you over."
An Yan cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, sir. I dare to ask your respect."
"In the Luyi Festival, I am now living in Luantai and taking a post in Shizhong."
"Master Lu."
An Yan was led into the political hall by Lu Yijie. Everyone he met along the way looked at An Yan with curious eyes.
After passing through the inner courtyard, he stopped in front of a door. Lu Yijie signaled to An Yan and then left.
An Yan reached out and knocked on the door, and the word "come" came out from inside.
When he pushed the door open and walked in, he saw a middle-aged man sitting in front of the case, reviewing something. An Yan walked to the case, bowed and said, "The new minister, An Yan, has met the minister."
The highest officer of Luantai was Nayan, who was also called Prime Minister together with the internal history. However, no one held this position in the dynasty, so the highest officer of Luantai was actually the one in front of him.
Zhao Hanqin, the Minister of Luantai, is the third rank.
He is also An Yan’s current boss.
Zhao Hanqin didn't rush to respond when he heard An Yan speak. Instead, he waited until he finished reviewing the documents in his hand before slowly raising his head and looking at An Yan calmly.
"Have you met the Queen of Heaven?" he asked, lowering his head and continuing to review the documents.
"yes."
"It seems that the Queen of Heaven has taught you how to be a historian."
"The Queen of Heaven's words, I will keep them in mind."
Zhao Hanqin paused and said calmly: "Well, you can go down."
"I am resigning."
An Yan came here just to meet his parents. This was what Yu Jingtang had ordered. Except for the five ministries of Wenchangtai (Shangshu Province), most of the people in this political hall were Yu Jingtang's disciples and former officials.
Yu Jingtang probably meant that he wanted An Yan to show his face in the political hall.
Yu Jingtang didn't need to do many things deliberately. Just his name could cause many waves.
When An Yan returned to the front hall, many people gathered around him with smiling faces.
"Master An, I have admired you for a long time!"
"I am a student of Mr. Yu, we are a family..."
Most of these people were of higher rank than An Yan, and An Yan responded to them one by one with a smile on his face.
After leaving the political hall, Shi Rong was still waiting for him there.
"Master An, let's go to the Queen of Heaven."
"What is the Queen doing at this moment?"
"When I came out, the Queen of Heaven had just risen."
When they arrived at Fuluan Hall, the two of them were not in a hurry to enter. Shi Rong stretched out his hand to summon a palace maid.
"The Queen of Heaven is summoning the Minister of Etiquette at this time," the palace maid said.
Hear people’s advice?
An Yan couldn't help but be slightly startled.
Shi Rong said: "Mr. An, please go in first."
An Yan walked into the hall from the side door and sat down in a place separated by a screen. There was paper and ink on the low table. This was the historian's seat. He could vaguely see the people sitting on the bed and the people kneeling below. figure.
Before she could hear what Tian Hou and Wen Ren Yun Jian were talking about, An Yan discovered that the pen placed on the short desk was actually a pen holder made of sharp blades on all sides. If ordinary people used it to write, their flesh and blood would inevitably be cut. .
Historian...
An Yan couldn't help but laugh silently. He understood the meaning of this knife and pen, and he felt happy and calm when he saw this.
"The ceremony of military parade has been prepared. The Queen of Heaven will be invited to lead hundreds of officials and foreign envoys to participate in the grand ceremony..."
"During the field hunting, many monsters have been brought from Lingzhou, and now they are kept in the south of the city..."
"I have seen the tribute gifts from the envoys of the two countries. They are much more valuable than those recorded in history. There are also a small number of pills and grass plants, which are considered monsters and cannot be imported into our country."
After Wenren Yun's admonishment was finished, Tiancai slowly responded: "Wouldn't it be better to have a heavier tribute? If there is a monster, it will be destroyed."
Wenren Yun admonished: "I am worried about this tribute. These foreign envoys have other agendas. The Queen of Heaven must be on guard."
The Queen said calmly: "A hundred years is like a lifetime to us, but to people outside the Three Realms Pass, it is only a blink of an eye. If those monsters really have different intentions, they must have shown it in their past tributes."
"Queen, it's better to be careful."
The Queen of Heaven glanced sideways and said, "With Duke Zhen Guo here, why should Xuantang be afraid of those monsters?"
"..."
After hearing the remonstrance, he stopped talking and knelt down and said: "I retire."
After he said that, he got up from the ground and retreated dragging his fat body.
An Yan was thoughtful behind the screen and saw the Queen sitting on the bed and reading a book again, with two palace maids waiting on her.
The hall fell silent, but An Yan quietly got up and walked out.
"Are you okay?" The Queen heard the footsteps and looked away from the book. When she saw An Yan, she frowned and asked.
Her voice was the same as when she heard Ren Yun admonishing her just now, majestic and indifferent.
An Yan's heart suddenly sank.
But at this moment, there was a sudden sound from the side. It was the palace maid making tea who accidentally knocked over the teapot, and the boiling water spilled on the floor.
When the palace maid saw this, she was so frightened that she knelt on the ground: "This slave deserves to die!"
An Yan looked at her, only to find that the palace maid was secretly looking at him while she was kneeling there.
Shi Rong heard the sound and walked in from outside the palace. When he saw this, he cursed at the palace maid: "Get out yet!" Then he waved for another palace maid to come and clean up the mess.
An Yan saw another palace maid looking at her secretly, her head lowered and her face slightly red.
The queen's indifferent voice sounded again at this time.
"What's the matter with you?"
