The next day, Wei Chen got up early and took Sheng Changbai with him to set off from Jiying Lane before dawn outside.
Yesterday was a report, and today is officially the first day of office. Wei Chen doesn’t dare to be late.
As a civil servant in the Zhou Dynasty, Wei Chen's working hours start from Chen hour and end at You hour, that is, from 7 a.m. to 5 p.m.
There is no lunch break during this period, because taking a siesta is a sign of not being able to hold up the wall. Hanlin officials, who serve as role models for officials, especially cannot make this mistake.
Ten consecutive hours of work sounds like a long time, but only God knows what the actual work efficiency is.
Wei Chen entered the review hall, and the official on duty diligently brought a notebook and pen. Wei Chen drew a knot on it according to the instructions, and then sat down in his seat.
As soon as he sat down, his classmate Li Zhong ran over and wiped the table for Wei Chen. While doing so, he asked Wei Chen what kind of tea he wanted to drink.
Wei Chen knew that this was how these low-level officials lived, so he didn't say anything more. After casually asking for a cup of tea, he sent Li Zhong away.
Wei Chen took a sip of tea, flipped through the rules and regulations of the Hanlin Academy, and read the newspapers on a few tables before Li Zuochang and Cai Xuan finally arrived.
These two people were the second and third best students in the same class as Wei Chen. In the same year, they also sat in the procuratorate together with Wei Chen.
As for the common people like Sheng Changbai, Wang Yaochen and others, they are still good students under the bachelor's degree. They can only come out and chat with Wei Chen after noon.
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Li Zuochang and Cai Xuan entered the door chatting and laughing. Wei Chen stood up to greet them. Upon seeing this, the two hurriedly raised their hands in return.
The second-place finisher, Li Zuochang, was a late bloomer. He was selected as a Jinshi at the age of thirty-seven. The third overall pick, Cai Xuan, was much younger, only twenty-five years old, and he was very handsome.
The three of them are all newcomers to the Hanlin Academy, and Liu Tingxi assigned their work exactly the same, which was to collate actual records.
Of course, Li Zuochang and Cai Xuan were only editors of the seventh grade, while Wei Chen was the editor of the sixth grade, so naturally Wei Chen was the main editor.
Although Li Zuochang is twenty-two years older than Wei Chen, he still has to be respectful in front of Wei Chen as he is a senior official.
Fortunately, Wei Chen was not a picky person and never treated the two of them in a condescending manner. Most of his words were in a discussion tone. Although the two did not say it, they were quite grateful in their hearts.
When the three of them saw their colleagues in the hall arriving one after another, they stopped chatting and went to the library together.
The three people's job is to collate historical records, so naturally they have to deal with historical books. The library with a vast collection of various classics is the best place for them.
The collection of books in the Hanlin Academy is far unparalleled elsewhere. It not only contains books from hundreds of schools of thought, but also various materials on astronomy, geography, yin and yang, medical calculations, military affairs, etc.
In the eyes of Wei Chen, who loves reading, this place is simply a treasure land gifted by God.
Wei Chen pulled out a book from the bookshelf, turned to a page at random, and saw what was written inside: "The Divine Arm Bow is also a real crossbow. The length of the bow is three feet and three feet, and the length of the string is two feet and five feet. The arrow misses and reaches as far as three feet."
One hundred and forty steps can penetrate three hundred steps of iron armor..."
"It's actually a divine arm bow!"
Wei Chen couldn't help but be a little surprised when he read the contents of the book. The Divine Arm Bow was one of the few magical weapons in the Great Zhou Dynasty that could make the two barbarians in the northwest tremble after hearing about it.
This book describes the Divine Arm Bow in great detail from material selection to production. It even explains clearly how to arrange the troops. There are also schematic diagrams of the components on the side. It can be said that as long as you follow the guidance of this book, you can make it.
Make the Divine Arm Bow exactly as it is.
"It's a pity that although this kind of military book is extremely practical, it will not be favored by the Imperial Academy. It is really buried here."
Wei Chen shook it, put the book back in its place, and took out another book to read.
This is a geographical classic, with rich illustrations. It describes the mountains and rivers on the northern border of the Great Zhou Dynasty in extremely detail. Wei Chen couldn't help but think of the map hanging in Sheng Changbai's study, and he soon became immersed in it.
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Seeing Wei Chen looking intoxicated while holding the book, Li Zuochang and Cai Xuan looked at each other and did not go over to disturb them, but silently walked to the bookshelf on the other side.
Looking at Wei Chen who was still immersed in studying in the distance, Cai Xuan couldn't help but sigh: "After all, he passed six yuan, he is so patient!"
"He is only fifteen years old, and he still has a lot of time to squander, so of course he is not in a hurry." Li Zuochang smiled bitterly, shook his head, and lamented: "I can't do it anymore. I studied hard for thirty years in Hanchuang, and I thought I would be admitted to the Hanlin Academy.
Then I can serve in front of the emperor and accompany you. Unexpectedly, I am still buried in this pile of old papers, and I can't even see the official face."
Cai Xuan also sympathizes with this gap between ideals and reality, and comforts her: "Just bear with it for now, maybe you will be able to make it in a few years. Isn't that how you managed to get through the tough times back then?" p>
"Oh, I hope so..."
Just when the two of them were mourning the spring and autumn, the official on duty suddenly rushed in and announced: "Wei Xiu, Li Xiu, Cai Xiu, there is someone coming from the palace, please follow me out to greet them." p>
Li Zuochang and Cai Xuan looked at each other, and they were both in high spirits. They immediately wiped their faces, straightened their appearance, and walked out quickly. Wei Chen, who was reading a book with great interest, was also pulled out by the two of them.
In the review hall, a chamberlain held a picture scroll in his hand and said: "Today before noon, the official family went fishing in the imperial garden. The palace painter painted a picture on the spot, called the Holy Master Fishing Picture. However, he still lacked a hand to inscribe the poem. The official
I want all the Hanlin officials to write poems and poems about the paintings and submit them."
Should I make a poem?
All the officials in the hall were a little lazy at first, but they immediately cheered up after hearing this.
You should know that although the poems that should be produced are not easy to be outstanding, they will be directly submitted to the imperial review, and maybe they will be appreciated by the officials, and they will become prosperous from then on. This is much more efficient than spending several years or more to compile history. At this time, the chamberlain had already unfolded the scroll and showed it to the Hanlin officials. In the scroll, they saw vast mist, distant mountains, and in the boat on the water, a man in yellow robe was holding a silk thread and concentrating on fishing.
No one cares about how this painting turns out at the moment. Everyone is thinking about how to word it, write this poem, and seize this hard-won opportunity.
Out of caution, even the most agile Hanlin officials did not easily write poems out loud, but instead pondered over them in their hearts.
For a moment, everyone lowered their heads and thought hard, but no one responded, and the sound of needle drops could be heard in the review hall.
At this moment, Li Zuochang was the first to speak and break the silence: "Occasionally, I will gain something from you, so I will show my shame first."
The old Hanlin officials couldn't help but shake their heads secretly when they saw this.
This Li Zuochang is quite young, but he doesn’t know the importance. Do you really think that others don’t have this ability to speak well?
It is the most difficult thing to write a good poem when it is required. You must consider it repeatedly before submitting it. You must not rush into it, otherwise you would rather not submit it.