Yan Wei entered the inner room and saw a woman sitting behind the desk burning incense. She had her hair combed and wore a white short shirt, a blue broken arms, and a white long skirt. At first glance, she looked like a palace maid with a slightly higher status.

It is unusual to see her appearance. This woman is only ten years old at most, but she has the quietness of Li Niang, the brightness of Princess Taiping, and the elegance of Shangguan Wan'er, which is elegant but not charming, and is elegant and elegant. There is also a bookish atmosphere between her eyebrows. One more glance makes people feel ashamed.

Yan Miaoqing looked at Yan Wei and sighed in his heart for his shamelessness. No one has ever stared at her without any hesitation for so long. Even the street rogues would consciously restrain themselves when they saw her.

She cleared her throat and said, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Yan Wei replied to his spirit and said, "Xiao Ke, Yan Wei, the Ministry of Personnel, appointed the History Museum to pick up history. Today, I came to meet Shangguan. Where is Yan Lantai?"

Yan Miaoqing said lightly: "I am the chief of the History Museum, where is the sect?"

Yan Wei had already guessed but was deliberately surprised, "I didn't expect Shangguan was actually a woman." Then he handed over the order.

"Put it on the table!" Yan Miaoqing stretched out her green hand and pointed it on the table and asked back, "Does Yan Jianshi look down on women?"

"I dare not, it's just a very unexpected surprise. I have the same surname as Lantai. I can't say that I will be a family five hundred years ago, and I will take care of Lantai in the future!"

Yan Miaoqing said lightly: "Oh, the surname of this official is Yan Hui, and which Yan Jianshi has the surname Yan?"

Yan Wei pointed to the patience and said, "It is written clearly above. The surname of the lower official is Yan of the King of Hell."

Yan Miaoqing picked up the sect and looked at it seriously, "It is indeed the King of Hell. Although you came late today, you can agree to it for your first day at the yamen. You can go out and wait."

"This... Lantai has not ordered the officials to do exactly what errands."

Yan Miaoqing replied: "Cleaning history is a newly established official position by the saint. I am not careful about what matters are responsible for. If you enter the palace with me, someone will tell you."

"Then I will wait in the outside room. Well, is that Kunlun slave outside a servant of Lantai?"

Yan Miaoqing nodded and said, "Although Yaoyao looks ugly, she is very gentle. You can instruct her if you pour water and grind ink. Of course, if you try to offend me, the wooden stick in her hand will not be given in vain."

No wonder those idle officials said something that they were enviable and sympathetic. I am afraid that they had suffered a loss under the Kunlun slaves. Yan Wei went outside and found a cushion. He sat down and waited for a while before he heard the sound of Chen Shi drum.

Yan Miaoqing came out of the room with a small bookcase. Yaoyao, who was sitting on the ground, immediately stood up. Yan Miaoqing handed her a piece of paper, "Don't go anywhere, just eat this for noon."

"Thank you Qi Niang!" Yaoyao replied in a broken official language and got up and took the paper bag and opened it impatiently. She saw seven or eight pieces of mung bean cakes inside. She immediately stuffed them into her mouth before noon. In the blink of an eye, she swallowed them clean. After eating, she picked up the kettle beside her and poured them hard.

Yan Miaoqing sighed, and saw Yan Wei laughing and said, "Although Yaoyao is a little stupid, she is still very loyal."

Yan Wei said: "This kind of Kunlun slave is born in the distant black continent. They are still savages who eat raw meat and drink blood. Their minds are similar to those of apes. This is very smart to not only understand your words but also say a few bad words."

"How did Yan Jianshi know this?"

"Oh, I heard Hu Shang say that Lantai is going to attack?"

Yan Miaoqing nodded and said, "You go too, the saint should get up at this time."

The two of them left the door one by one. The idle officials who were fighting with double land under the tree stretched their necks one by one, but no one dared to come up and chat with them. Yan Miaoqing was calm and ignored those people. After leaving Lintai, she went straight to Changle Gate.

Yan Wei followed and asked, "Is Lantai responsible for recording the daily life of the saint?"

"yes!"

"Is there no special living man? Is it because there are only you and me in the History Museum?"

"There are still several old men in the History Museum who asked them to record the daily life of saints, but they just compiled the daily life notes of saints every few days."

Yan Wei smiled and said, "So, I am usually the only one in the History Museum, Lan Tai and I are, hehe..."

Yan Miaoqing rolled her eyes and scolded, "If you are the most frivolous in the work of the Great Palace, you will be frivolous and unlucky in the Zichen Palace yesterday, if you jumped up and down in the Zichen Palace, you will be troubled by the saint, then don't blame me, the Shangguan, for not protecting you."

"Huh? How did Lantai know? Could it be that Lantai was also in the hall at that time?"

"I am responsible for recording the daily life of the saint, and I will follow wherever the saint goes."

"Oh, Lantai doesn't seem to spend the night in the hall, so who will record it at night?"

"This official is not here, but it is recorded by Si Yan in the palace."

As the two of them were talking, they had already arrived outside the Zichen Hall. Yan Miaoqing asked the eunuch who was guarding the gate softly, "Can the saint be in the hall?"

The eunuch replied: "The saint went to Taiye Pool to appreciate the lotus after breakfast."

"Thank you, my father-in-law!"

Yan Miaoqing said thank you and took Yan Wei into the hall. Yan Wei asked softly: "Don't Lantai go to Taiye Pool?"

"It's hot, I go there for several miles, and my clothes are soaked in sweat when I come back."

"Xiaoguan thought Lantai was a diligent and dedicated person."

Yan Miaoqing said disapprovingly: "I am not an important official when I transfer to the saint all day long. Even if I don't come to the saint today, I may not know."

As she spoke, she sat down on a cushion in a remote corner of the hall. After Yan Wei looked around, he found that the place was very good. He was almost blocked by beams and pillars, and he could not see what he went in and out. But in this position, he could see the long case of Wu Zetian's office.

Yan Miaoqing took out the things in the bookcase. First, it was a small porcelain bottle, and then a brush was taken out from the cowhide hood. She opened the bottle stopper and inserted the brush into it to soak it, removed the excess ink in the bottle, and then took out a blank thread-bound book from the bookcase, which read: "June 18, the first year of the Divine Merit."

She whispered: "The thread-bound book made by Yan Jianshi is very convenient."

Yan Wei smiled and replied, "Lantai has recognized me for a long time?"

"Now, there are many people who don't recognize you in Luoyang City, but not many people who have never heard of you."

"Haha... It seems that Lantai has also watched "The Palace of the King".

"I've seen it, my mother has been calling you dirty."

"Don't Lantai think this book is dirty?"

Yan Miaoqing replied: "I have read all history books since I was a child. I have read too many dirty things related to the emperors and generals. The mediocre king was just a little confused and lustful, and it was really nothing... shuh... the saint is here!"

Yan Miaoqing made a move to silence and stopped talking. Yan Wei vaguely heard some movement from the back hall. Soon, he saw Wu Zetian entering the front hall surrounded by everyone. Unlike yesterday, Wu Zetian dressed up as a woman today.

I saw her hairpin and moth bun, with a little pink makeup on her forehead, a fiery red flower ornament on her forehead, her long light eyebrows were replaced with a rich and unique drooping beaded eyebrows, and a little vermilion was applied to her lips with clear lines.

She wore a long red floor-drag dress with a cloud phoenix pattern and a wide white gauze shirt on her body. She could see a little flesh color. She didn't look like an old lady while walking, but she still had some remaining charm.

She sat down in front of the chief desk and ordered: "I have been traveling today for too long. Go to Fengge to bring all the memorials today." She turned her head and said: "Wulang, Liulang will go to play, Taiping will go home too."

Zhang Yizhi and Zhang Zongchang immediately retreated as soon as they heard this, but Princess Taiping refused to leave. "There is nothing important to me in the son-in-law's house, so I will accompany the saint to spend this summer before leaving."
Chapter completed!