"The prime minister serves as the chief judge? Isn't this against the rules?" Xia Shang was a little confused. He had never heard of any precedent of the prime minister serving as the chief judge.
Because the Prime Minister is the best official, if he serves as the chief judge again, then most of the students in this class will take the Prime Minister as their foundation and become his disciples.
This new group of officials grew up in the future and became a new force that enhanced the power of the prime minister.
In order to check and balance, no one with an excessively high official position would be appointed as the chief judge in the past dynasties, so Xia and Shang had such doubts.
"Now the Prime Minister has become a good old man in the capital. With the Prime Minister serving as the chief judge, everyone can rest assured."
Lin Yongshi gave a simple explanation, and Xia Shang understood.
This is an inevitable result of the current situation in Beijing.
However, this does not explain why Fu Qianqian is here.
At this time, the waiter had already led them to sit down at a table in the hall.
After sitting down, Xia Shang looked above his head and saw that there were several floors above. A huge banner fell from the roof in the center of the hall, corresponding to each floor from bottom to top, as if giving the floor a name.
They are "famous show, beginning of spring, entering the palace, advancing, and Tianyuan."
This name is a bit awkward and a bit unclear, but I can vaguely feel that it was named after the results of students who came to Beijing to take the exam.
This method is really cheap. Just relying on the name to get some glory, the price will definitely rise exponentially.
However, although the method is crude, it is surprisingly effective. It is estimated that the people upstairs learned that the prime minister's daughter was painting in the hall, and many people were coming down from upstairs.
Xia Shang asked Lin Qingzhu tentatively: "There are so many people here, why don't we go upstairs?"
Lin Qingzhu snorted: "Right here, there will be more people."
Xia Shang was quite satisfied. This woman still knew how to measure her body, and she also considered not wanting to kill too many people in one meal.
"Guys, what do you want to eat?"
"As long as you can afford it, you can have one."
"Okay!" The waiter was delighted, thinking that since you said so, you won't be polite when I serve the food.
The waiter was about to leave when Lin Qingzhu stopped him: "Hey, there are only three of us, so we don't need too many dishes, just enough to eat."
"Yes..." The waiter's voice became longer and less interesting.
Lin Qingzhu sent the waiter away, turned around and said contemptuously:
"Spend generously now, but don't cry when it's time to pay the bill."
Xia Shang couldn't hold himself any longer and said with a smile: "Miss Lin is so kind-hearted that she is not suitable to be the person who rips off customers."
Lin Qingzhu was stunned for a moment after hearing this, her cheeks turned slightly red, and she lowered her head: "So you knew what I was thinking all along."
"Ahem..." Lin Yongshi coughed lightly, "Master Xia is one of the most talented people in the world and one of the most important people in the world. You girl, don't make trouble with your film at your age!"
Then he apologized to Xia Shang again: "Sir, please don't take offense. My little girl really lacks some discipline."
"It doesn't matter, I'm only a few years older than Miss Lin, but we are the same age as Miss Lin. Naturally, people of the same age should speak more simply and directly."
"Sir, are you saying that the little girl is beating around the bush, right? Everyone here is a scholar. If they know that you are the culprit who burned down the Hanlin Academy, I wonder if they can go out safely today?"
Xia Shang smiled: "Miss Lin brought me here just to show off to the next one?"
Lin Qingzhu looked at Xia Shang, not seeing any sign of nervousness on his face, and frowned: "Are you not afraid at all? These literati hate you to the core."
"It doesn't matter how others treat me. I just want to know how the girl treats me."
"You disrupted the capital, harmed the people, burned documents, killed literati, and caused my father to lose his official position. Who can not hate such a person?"
"Hate is still hate, but is it deep into your bones?"
"Come on..." Lin Qingzhu paused, suddenly realizing that the question had an ambiguous flavor, she quickly stopped and turned her face to one side.
Xia Shang still smiled like that: "It doesn't matter, the days are long, and I will spend a lot of time editing the manuscript with Miss Lin. If I hate it now, I don't know if Miss Lin will be able to get along with her in the future."
Can’t you forget me?”
"You! Who will remember you?!"
In terms of face, Lin Qingzhu was far inferior to Xia Shang. Finally, she felt the teasing underlying Xia Shang's words, and stood up with a red face.
Lin Yongshi didn't speak on the side, but was a little nervous. He didn't know what he was thinking.
At this time, a young man in white clothes and holding a folding fan came over and sighed softly: "Oh, isn't this the talented girl Lin? Who could make the talented girl Lin be so embarrassed?"
Seeing the man in white, Lin Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It turns out to be Mr. Guo Wenhan. The young lady just had an intellectual discussion with Mr. Xia. It is really hard to explain that Mr. Xia was in a hurry.
, but I forgot my posture and made Mr. Guo laugh."
"Oh?" Mr. Guo put away the folding fan, looked at Xia Shang, and suddenly became interested, "This Mr. Xia is unfamiliar, but he can make Miss Lin look anxious. I wonder where he is from? Are you a candidate for next year's exam?"
"He is my father's little friend, his name is... his name is..." Lin Qingzhu rushed to explain.
"Xia Chunqiu." Xia Shang stood up, smiled back, and cupped his hands.
Mr. Guo and Lin Qingzhu were both stunned. They both felt that the name Xia Chunqiu was quite charming.
"Xia Chunqiu?" Mr. Guo nodded and smiled, "What an extraordinary name!"
But Lin Qingzhu was thinking: "I don't know where I picked up such a nice name?"
"Okay, let's just have a meal." Lin Yongshi slapped the table angrily, interrupting the conversation between the three of them.
Only then did Mr. Guo notice Lin Yongshi and smiled softly: "It turns out to be Mr. Lin... Bianxiu Lin..."
The former Mr. Lin turned into the current Editor Lin in a blink of an eye. This name sounds awkward.
Today's literati are indeed more realistic. When he was the chief of the Hanlin Academy, which of these literati did not worship Lin Yongshi as a Tathagata?
Now that I have become an editor, I just say hello to him.
Obviously, Lin Yongshi no longer had any status. After Mr. Guo said something, he continued to pay attention to Lin Qingzhu, but became much more enthusiastic.
In the past, the talented Lin Dynasty was the daughter of the chief of the Hanlin Academy. She had a distinguished status and was like a lotus in the pond. She could be viewed from a distance but not played with.
Nowadays, Lin Da's talented woman is only known as a talented woman. She is a fairy who fell into the mortal world. Without her high status, she is easier for people to get close to.
"Ms. Lin, I haven't seen you in Xiangyun Restaurant for a long time. How come you are reduced to sitting on the ground floor? With Miss Lin's talent and reputation, you can only go up to the third floor. Why don't you go upstairs with Xiaosheng? It just so happens
Today I made an appointment with talented people from all over the world, and they all want to see Miss Lin's style."
Lin Qingzhu wanted to refuse, but also hesitated.
She didn't like these so-called talented people, but it would be a shame to raise her own status in front of Xia Chunqiu.