Farmers' group pet: the blessings of powerful ministers are soft and deceitful

Chapter 533 Acquaintances
Shen Chenlan understood Master Zhao's meaning. He thought that according to Master Zhao's temperament of fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, it would take ten and a half months to make progress on this matter.

Unexpectedly, only two days later, Mr. Tan sent someone to send a message, asking Shen Chenlan to go over and ask questions.

What I asked was about the compilation of this book.

Tan Xinji didn't think it was impossible for the people below to find things to do on their own.

"My lord Zhao has already informed me that your book still lacks some articles?" Tan Xinji said straight to the point.

Shen Chenlan cupped her hands and replied: "My lord, I really need more articles to fill in to enrich the content."

Tan Xinji nodded, and said: "Well, I will tell the courts about your compilation of the book, and how many other colleagues are willing to help at that time can only depend on God's will."

Shen Chenlan knelt down and bowed, thanking Tan Xinji for his help.

The head of the Hanlin Academy was willing to say something for him, which was already showing favor.

As for whether the rest of the people can help, it depends on whether Shen Chenlan has the ability.

So when Shen Chenlan came the next day, he ran into a colleague from another courtyard at the door. The man saw Shen Chenlan, looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "Is your lord the editor Shen lord?"

Shen Chenlan stopped and said, "Yes."

"Oh, I have some articles in my room. When I have time for lunch, come to the Academy of Literature and History to find me, and I'll bring them to you." The man said.

Shen Chenlan nodded, and just about to thank the other party, the man left.

In a day, I met three or two people, most of them were like this.

In the afternoon when Shen Shi arrived, both Wen Hongfang and Mr. Zhao had left, and Shen Chenlan was still on his seat sorting out the articles submitted to him by others recently.

When the tea was finished, he stood up and prepared to ask someone to add water, and at the same time went to the toilet to drain the water.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the courtyard door of his house, he ran into an old acquaintance at the door.

When Shen Chenlan went to Beijing to take part in the examination, when he was having dinner with Song Zhicheng in a restaurant, he was stopped and talked nonsense.

How did Qiu Shutong laugh at him at that time?

Oh, I said that I almost won three yuan in a row, and finally got tenth in the exam.

Shen Chenlan would like to be called "Mr. Almost".

If he calculates it like this, he can also say that he has one billion, but now he only has one or two in his pocket, so he can also say that he almost has one billion.

However, today's Qiu Shutong seemed to be a little more serious than when he first saw him. In front of him stood a man in a fine attire, with his hands behind his back, as if he was talking to the people around him.

Shen Chenlan wanted to take a few more glances, but was patted by the servant who came out with him, motioning him to lower his eyes.

Can't look directly at...

Shen Chenlan immediately understood that the person Qiu Shutong was following was probably a certain prince in the palace.

Hearing that Qiu Shutong is currently working for the Third Prince, it is obvious that the person standing in the Imperial Academy is the Third Prince.

Now that we have met, there is no reason to retreat and leave, and we can only stand quietly by the side, waiting for the person to leave before we can continue to do our own things.

Shen Chenlan felt nothing, but his bladder was a little tight, and he had to go to the bathroom when he went out.

After waiting for a while, the third prince seemed to have finished talking with someone, and he heard the sound of someone walking over there.

Shen Chenlan was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard footsteps getting closer and then stopped in front of him.

The incense used by the prince was very strong, and Shen Chenlan guessed that it was something similar to ambergris.

"I heard that you are this year's new champion."

The third prince spoke with a kind of innate oppression, maybe this is a habit that the superiors have gradually cultivated by instilling in themselves the idea that they are the "son of the real dragon" since childhood.

(End of this chapter)