Lin Jue entered the Dauchi Palace under the leadership of officials from the Ministry of Civil Affairs and went to report to the public house where he worked. Although this official position has the name of Chongzheng Hall, the public house is not in Chongzheng Hall. Although it is affiliated to the Hanlin Academy
, but the public housing is not in Hanlin Academy. The office is located in the corner of the square between Chongzheng Hall and Jingfu Hall. It is just a few low-rise buildings, which are very simple.
When they arrived at the public house, the accompanying officials only pointed at the low buildings and then turned around and left. Lin Jue could only walk slowly towards the corner of the house alone.
Let’s go to the small courtyard.
The courtyard door was ajar. Lin Jue opened it and looked around for a moment. Under the shade of a tree in a corner of the courtyard, he saw a handyman dressed in short clothes lying on a piece of bluestone sleeping. Lin Jue did not disturb him, but went straight to a small building in the middle.
Walking through the hall, it looks like an office space.
Lin Jue entered the small hall. There were several tables and desks in the small hall, and the walls were full of books. Behind the desks, two old men were leaning on the backs of chairs with their heads tilted, and their gray heads were dozing off little by little. The hall
There was a living person under the corner window, a young man in wrinkled official uniform, playing with a black myna hanging under the window.
When the young official saw Lin Jue coming in, he straightened up and looked at Lin Jue in surprise. Lin Jue quickly put down the green official robes, hats, boots and other items he was holding in his hands, raised his hands and saluted, "Excuse me, is this..."
"You are Lin Juelin's number one scholar, right? No, no, no, it's time to call him Master Lin." A smile appeared on the young man's face. He stepped forward and saluted with his hands in hand.
Lin Jue smiled and said, "How does this lord know it's me?"
"Of course I know. We were notified yesterday by the superiors that the new top scholar is coming to work here. Haha, we have another colleague here. Welcome. I am Yang Xiu, and I am also a storyteller in Chongzheng Palace." The young man smiled.
road.
Lin Jue cupped his hands and said, "It turns out to be Mr. Yang. I have admired you for a long time."
"Hey, you're welcome, just call me Yang Xiu. We don't have many adults here. They are all colleagues. These two...one is Mr. Jiang and the other is Mr. Hu." Yang Xiuchong and the two were still dozing off.
The old man pointed and said with a smile.
Lin Jue hurriedly asked: "Who is the adult in charge here?"
"Who's in charge? There's no one in charge. Mr. Jiang is older, and he's the one who usually contacts the officials. We are all on the same level here. We are all seventh-grade Sesame Officers, and they all hold the position of storyteller in the Chongzheng Palace." Yang Xiu.
smiled.
Lin Jue frowned. It turned out that there were actually four storytellers in Chongzheng Hall, including himself. Could it be that they were quite busy?
"Mr. Lin, the cabin next door is for your private use. You can change clothes and eat there. You can also sleep there when you are on duty at night. Please come with me and I will take you there. Just change your official uniform over there.
It’s duty time now and you have to wear official uniform.” Yang Xiu greeted warmly.
Lin Jue thanked him and followed Yang Xiu out of the small hall to a small room in the east. The light inside was dim, with a bed and a table, and nothing else. Yang Xiu withdrew.
, Lin Jue slowly put on the official robe. The official robe was obviously not made according to the figure. It was big and fat, and it was wrinkled and uncomfortable when it was covered on the body. What made Lin Jue feel even more unhappy was that this seventh-grade official
The color of the uniform is actually green, and it looks like a big grasshopper behind you. Fortunately, the official hat is a black wing crown, otherwise Lin Jue would never wear it. After sorting it out for a long time, Lin Jue finally summoned up the courage to come out and wear it again.
Back in the small hall. There were voices in the hall, and the two old colleagues who had dozed off had woken up. Yang Xiu should have woken them up.
"Ah, are you the new Mr. Lin? Hey, you look so energetic in this new official robe. Gee, you are still young and look good in anything you wear. Look at the official robe we are wearing, they look like green bugs.
"The slightly fatter one is Mr. Jiang. There are still a few drops of sparkling saliva hanging on his gray beard. It must have flowed onto his beard when he was dozing off. At this moment, he was smiling and said with a smile.
"Green bug, green bug." cried the myna in the cage under the window.
"What a delicious thief, you start talking when you hear there are bugs. Tomorrow I will scald them with boiling water and make soup for you." Mr. Jiang turned around and cursed.
"You old man." Bago cursed.
"Hey, you flat-haired beast." Mr. Jiang reached out and grabbed a book and was about to smash it over.
Yang Xiu hurriedly stopped his laughter and said, "Master Jiang, why bother with a bird? The number one scholar in the forest is saluting you."
"Oh oh oh, you're polite." Mr. Jiang then put down his book and returned the favor.
Lin Jue bowed to another Master Hu again, and then they all sat down. The servants outside were also called in to make a cup of tea for Lin Jue. The tea leaves were thick and black, and there was a circle around the edge of the tea cup.
Dirt, Lin Jue dared to say it, thinking that he would have to bring a tea set when he came back.
The two old men seemed to be very interested in Lin Jue, and kept staring at Lin Jue with their eyes. Lin Jue was embarrassed by them.
"Lin Zhuangyuan, do you really want to serve here?" Mr. Jiang stretched his neck and laughed in a low voice.
Lin Jue said with a smile: "Of course, the imperial court has granted the Chongzheng Hall the job of storyteller, isn't it just for duty here?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Mr. Jiang and Mr. Hu both tskted and shook their heads.
"You adults, please take good care of me in the future. I don't understand anything." Lin Jue said with a smile.
"It should be, it should be. Everyone is working here, so naturally they help each other. Well...Lin Zhuangyuan...have you offended someone?" Mr. Jiang suddenly asked in a low voice, without knowing anything.
The question left Monk Lin Jue Zhang Er scratching his head.
"Why do Lord Jiang ask that? Who can I offend?" Lin Jue said with a smile.
Mr. Jiang shook his head and said with a smile: "Asking, just asking. We are surprised that you, a new top scholar, were assigned to come to us? If you didn't offend someone, how could it be like this?"
Lin Jue frowned and said, "Isn't it good here?"
Mr. Jiang turned his head and glanced at Mr. Hu, and the two old guys laughed.
"I can't say it's not good, but how can I say it? Just look at our public house, the furnishings here, and the way we are dressed, and you will know whether it is good or not. In this public house, it rains, leaks, snows, and there is a strong wind outside.
, there is a slight wind blowing inside. You have to be careful with these tables and chairs, they may collapse if they are too strong. Also, you have to put on your new official uniform carefully. It only takes three years to replace it. At the end of the year, point out
This is the way it is. You have to carry it yourself if it's broken. And what's more... we only have a seventh-grade salary. They have carbon wages, car money, and red envelopes at the end of the year, but we don't have any.
So when it comes time to get your monthly salary, don’t compare with others. Apart from the above, there is nothing bad about us here." Mr. Jiang laughed.
Lin Jue frowned and looked around. He didn't take a closer look just now, but now he realized that the situation here was really bad. There were several cracks in the tiles on the roof where sunlight shone through, and some seats did have half of their legs and feet, and they were simply tied up with ropes.
The tables, chairs, benches, and furnishings in the room were all dark and covered with mold, and they had obviously not been replaced over the years. The clothes on the three adults in front of them were also wrinkled and dark, and Mr. Hu’s official uniform was under his ribs.
There is obviously a big patch.
"This...how could this happen? Didn't it mean that our official position as a storyteller in Chongzheng Palace is to accompany the emperor to study? Why is it so shabby? The public house is shabby, but if the clothes are disheveled, how can you face the saint? Isn't that disrespectful?
?" Lin Jue frowned.
"Hahaha, are you meeting the saint? Lin Zhuangyuan, you are thinking too much. Old Hu, do you still remember the last time we were recruited to accompany the saint to study?" Mr. Jiang chuckled.
"It's been almost a year." Mr. Hu smacked his lips.
"What's almost a year? It's one year, three months and twenty-two days, okay? I have a record of this. We haven't been summoned by the emperor to accompany us for one year and three months. The three of us are sick every day when we are idle.
I've got lice. Hey, Lin Zhuangyuan, it's okay for us people to hang out here, but why are you, a top scholar, sent here? It's really not worth it for you." Mr. Jiang shook his head and sighed.
Lin Jue's heart sank slightly. It seemed that the situation here was worse than he imagined.
"The emperor doesn't study? Didn't he say that when the emperor studies, he wants us to be on call?" Lin Juewu felt that it was not credible. How could he not see the emperor for more than a year in his job as a storyteller?
"Of course the emperor is studying, but the errand of accompanying the emperor to study is now taken care of by the lecturers and bachelors of the Hanlin Academy. Who wouldn't rush for the opportunity to see the emperor? The lecturers and bachelors of the Imperial Academy are all us.
Shangguan, you have done all the errands for us. As people say: I have done the errands for you, what else can you be dissatisfied with? If I don’t let you share some salary as reward, it will be an advantage for you. Hehe, that’s true,
What are we dissatisfied with?" Mr. Jiang chuckled, with a hint of helplessness and bitterness in his laughter.
"Lin Zhuangyuan, you really shouldn't come here. Our place is like a remote place where we are exiled. No one thinks of us and no one cares about us. It's like a pool of stagnant water with no waves. It's windy and rainy outside,
Sunshine, rain and dew have nothing to do with us. And once you come in, you will basically not be able to get out for the rest of your life. You will die here alive. You must not believe it. Do you know how many years have Master Jiang and I been here? Come here Master Jiang.
I have been here for twenty-two years, and I have been here for eighteen years. After all these years, Mr. Jiang and I are still seventh-grade officials with no chance of promotion or transfer. Mr. Lin, you see that we two old
Guys, I know who you will be in twenty or thirty years. This place is like a quagmire. If you step in, you will fall in and you will never get out." Mr. Hu said with a wry smile and a desolate voice.
Lin Jue's heart was sinking. He didn't expect the situation here to be so bad. Maybe it was suitable to escape the wind and rain outside, but it seemed that it was difficult to escape. There was no chance of promotion in his life, and he had nothing to do here every day, so what?
What's the use of an official position? It seems that he has really been plotted against. Someone should have deliberately chosen such a place and such an official position for him.
