Chapter two hundred and sixty first ghost upper body
"Morning, early..."
Xueshie Kang looked at Fang Zhe who was sitting back in his seat, his eyes almost bulging out of their sockets.
He had been at the Hanlin Academy for more than twenty years and had worked with Fang Zhe for fourteen years. He had become accustomed to saying hello every day and was used to the other party's lack of response.
Not only him, but also many colleagues in the Hanlin Academy have long been accustomed to this eccentric character of Mr. Fang.
Fang Zhe said "Morning" out of common sense, which made him stand there, shocked and wondering. Could it be that Mr. Fang was possessed by a ghost today?
All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he realized that his thighs were a little hot. He looked down at his wet clothes and the broken teacup on the ground. The corners of his mouth twitched, and a look of extreme pain appeared on his face.
In addition to the pain in my body, I felt somewhat sober. Although the purple clay cups were broken, I still had a few at home. Fortunately, the purple clay teapots were still there...
Two strange things happened in the Hanlin Academy today.
One of them was that Mr. Kang, a bachelor at the time, suspected of peeing his pants and the hem of his clothes was wet, which caused the officials of the Hanlin Academy to whisper around.
The second one is even more incredible, even shocking.
When someone paid a visit to Xueshi Kang, they actually saw Fang Zhe. Fang Xueshi smiled. There were dozens of Hanlin Academy officials. For more than ten years, no one had ever seen Fang Xueshi smile. All they saw was his smiling face.
With a dazed look on his face, Academician Fang's smiling face was as rare as the blossoming of a thousand-year-old iron tree.
When the other two Hanlin editors in the duty room discussed this matter, they did not deliberately lower their voices. Tangning was eating at that time, and Xiaoru and Xiaoyi had prepared the food for him early in the morning.
Fang Zhe's dead face could actually smile. Tangning couldn't imagine what he looked like when he smiled.
Fang Xinyue jumped in from outside and said, "Brother Tangning, I made an assorted casserole, do you want some?"
Looking at the steaming bowl she brought out, Tangning asked in surprise, "When did you make this?"
The meal he brought in the morning was already cold by noon. There was no reason why the meal Fang Xiaoyue brought was still steaming.
"I asked Zhao Yuan to take me to the imperial dining room to cook it." Fang Xinyue looked at him and said with a smile: "I will come to deliver food to dad at noon every day from now on, and I will also cook a portion for Brother Tangning."
Tangning caught the key point of her words and asked, "Sending food to your father?"
Fang Xinyue nodded and said: "Well, we will finish class early at noon. Anyway, I don't want to eat the food in the imperial dining room, so I will make more and deliver it to you."
Tangning couldn't complain about the working meals in the Imperial Kitchen. In the Imperial Academy, there were many officials like him who brought meals, but that was not the point. The point was that the relationship between Fang Xiaoyue and Fang Zhe seemed to be different from before?
Did his threat yesterday really work?
Or was it that Fang Zhe had been in a state of confusion for fourteen years and was woken up by a few punches from him?
Tang Ning looked at Fang Xiaoyue's cheerful figure as she ran away, and thought to herself that some people really don't know how to wake up unless they are beaten, and they feel uncomfortable unless they are beaten. Sometimes, just talking is useless, violence is the most effective way to solve problems.
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Xueshei Kang finally dried his clothes and hugged the purple clay pot. His heart was still aching for the purple clay cup that had been broken in the morning.
An official came in from the outside and said, "Brother Kang, something urgent happened at home. I have to go home now. If the bachelor asks about it, please tell Brother Kang."
Xueshie Kang nodded and said, "Master Yang, please go back first. I will just tell the Master then."
The officials of the Hanlin Academy are quite leisurely on weekdays. They just give lectures and lectures to the princes, serve around them when summoned by His Majesty, prepare orders and respond to policies, and have almost no other duties.
Not long after Mr. Yang left, he got up and packed up, preparing to give lessons to the princes and the children of the princes and nobles.
At this moment, a eunuch came in from outside and said, "Your Majesty has a decree to send a bachelor from the Hanlin Academy to wait in the imperial study."
When the emperor was reviewing memorials, he often had officials around him to act as drafters or advisors.
Sometimes this person is from Zhongshushe, sometimes from Dongtaishe, and sometimes he is a probationary lecturer at the Hanlin Academy.
There is one Hanlin bachelor in the Hanlin Academy, and two bachelor's students and two bachelor's lecturers. One of the two bachelor's lecturers fell ill two days ago, and the other just left. As a bachelor's student, he will immediately go to teach the prince.
, officials below a bachelor's degree were not qualified to serve His Majesty, and Xueshi Kang immediately felt troubled.
"I'll go." A voice came from beside Xueshi Kang.
Xueshi Kang turned his head and looked at Fang Zhe, his mouth slightly opened in surprise.
There are two bachelor's degree students in the Hanlin Academy in name, but in fact he is the only one.
Fang Zhe has been coming to the Hanlin Academy to sleep in the past fourteen years, and he has never taken care of things, let alone acted as a consultant.
Could it be that he is really possessed by a ghost today?
After being stunned for a moment, he immediately came back to his senses, nodded stiffly, and said: "Then... then there is Mr. Laofang."
In the imperial study, Emperor Chen was looking through the memorials. A eunuch quietly led a person in and stood in an inconspicuous corner below.
Wei Jian glanced casually, and the expression on his face suddenly became startled.
He looked at the man standing in the corner, twisted his wrist, and when he looked again, the surprise on his face could no longer be erased.
"The Ministry of Water Resources has done some great things this time. In the next few years, the imperial court will no longer have to spend a lot of money on controlling floods." Emperor Chen closed a memorial with satisfaction and said: "As long as it can be solved
If there is a flood, what if we allocate another 50,000 taels of silver? I will give them another 100,000 taels."
He picked up another memorial and casually said: "Draw up a decree and order the Ministry of Household Affairs to allocate another 100,000 taels to the Ministry of Water."
"According to the decree."
Chen Huang opened the new memorial and after reading two lines, he suddenly seemed to remember something and his hand movements stopped.
Three bachelors from the Hanlin Academy often served at his side, and he was naturally familiar with their voices, but the voice just now was definitely not any of the three.
He raised his head and looked down.
Stab!
The expression on his face was extremely unexpected, and the memorial in his hand was torn into two halves.
Not long after, in Shuxiu Palace, Emperor Chen's face was full of confusion and he murmured: "Could it be that he was really beaten awake by Tang Ning?"
Concubine Fang Shu's face was also full of joy and she asked: "Your Majesty, has he really woke up?"
"I have been waiting for him for fourteen years..." Chen Huang said with a depressed expression on his face: "If I had known that beating him would wake him up, I would have had him beaten eight times a day!"
The imperial examination only takes place every three years, and most of the number one candidates will become the pillars of the imperial court more than ten decades later, not to mention the first top three number one candidates in history.
He once had high expectations for Fang Zhe, but the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. Fang Zhe had wasted fourteen years in the Hanlin Academy, and he had already given up on him.
But what I didn't expect was that fourteen years later, the Fang Zhe from before would actually come back.
When he walked out of Shuxiu Palace, he asked: "Who was the Minister of Hubu recommended by the Ministry of Personnel last?"
The position of Minister of Household Affairs has been vacant for a long time. As early as two months ago, the Ministry of Personnel recommended many people to take up the position, but until today, it has not been finally decided.
Wei Jian thought for a moment and said, "It's Mr. Huang from the Ministry of Industry."
Chen Huang shook his head and said: "From the Ministry of Industry to the Ministry of Household Affairs, the span is a bit big. Let Fang Zhe take over the position of Minister of Household Affairs for the time being."
Wei Jian lowered his head and said: "I obey the order."
He secretly sighed in his heart, although the span from the Ministry of Industry to the Ministry of Household Affairs is a bit larger, isn't the span from the Hanlin Academy to the Ministry of Household Affairs not that big?
What's more, even though the Minister of Works is not as important as the Minister of Hubu, they are still at the same level. From the fifth-grade bachelor of the Hanlin Academy to the fourth-grade Minister of Hubu, there is a lot of difference in the middle!
Chen Huang glanced at Wei Jian and asked, "What do you want to say?"
Wei Jian thought for a while, bowed and said: "Your Majesty, regardless of the recommendation of the court ministers, promoted Mr. Fang in an unusual way. I am afraid that the adults in the court will have objections..."
"Who has any opinions?" Chen Huang waved his hand and said, "If they can give me a top-ranked scholar, why not give them the position of Minister of Household Affairs?"
