Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 324 Anxiety
The carriages of the Imperial Academy are simple and elegant, and the embroidery on the curtains is moon satin and white magnolia.

As soon as the carriage stopped at the gate of Zongzheng Temple, it could be recognized at a glance.

Officials and ministers who can serve in the Imperial Academy, not to mention rich in learning and talents, know that they are worthy of profound knowledge.

Zongzheng Temple holds the royal genealogy, and the Hanlin Academy has the post of editor and editor.It's just that Zongzheng Temple manages the affairs of the Tian family, while the Hanlin Academy manages more miscellaneous things, ranging from the drafting of imperial edicts to the compilation of historical books and lectures on scriptures.

The positions of prime ministers in Dongying's past dynasties were all selected from the Hanlin Academy.

But this Zongzheng Temple has been in charge of the affairs of the Tian family for a long time, and it is a bit contemptuous of the people in other yamen when they talk and do things.

The other ministries who came to check some files were treated with cold eyes, not to mention that Zongzheng Temple had always been hostile to the Imperial Academy, and it was a dream come true to be able to greet them with a friendly smile.

As soon as the carriage stopped, the yamen servants guarding the door of Zongzheng Temple crossed their arms and lazily yelled at the door, "The ladies and gentlemen of the Imperial Academy are here. Brothers, hurry up and be careful. Let people bump into each other and say that our Zongzheng Temple does not treat guests well."

The chauffeur of the Hanlin Academy got a little annoyed, he put down his whip and wanted to go up to teach the rude servant of Zongzheng Temple.

The warm and refreshing voice called him back, "Hemi, go and park the carriage."

Yan Huaijin lifted the curtain and got off the ground.

He smiled and looked at the little yamen servant at the gate of Zongzheng Temple, "I will go in with Lu Shishu to check the files first, and you don't need to come here to look for us after you park the carriage. It's cold, it's good to find a teahouse to rest your feet."

After finishing speaking, Yan Huaijin walked to the driver's side, took out a purse from his cuff and handed it to him.

Hemi knew that Lord Xiaoyan wanted to send him away, so don't let him stay here for a while to get angry.

"Master Xiaoyan, they are really deceiving people too much!" He Mi was indignant.

Yan Huaijin patted his arm with a relieved smile, "There are so many things about bullying people too much, is it possible that you really care about everything? If you don't accumulate virtue with your mouth, you will always be hurt."

He Mi sighed, clutching his purse and striding back.

Although he murmured, his tone was still respectful, "Lu Shishu, please."

This Lu Shishu Hemi has never seen, or even heard of.But after all, he was the one who was personally led by Lord Xiaoyan to run the errands, and he never doubted the identity of this servant Lu.

Lord Xiaoyan is a well-known living Bodhisattva in the Hanlin Academy. He is upright and kind, and he is extremely patient with others.

Although he is an elegant person, he never pretends to be noble.

Lu Ziyu got out of the carriage.

She issued a Lun scarf and wore a blue silk scholar's robe.The tender and delicate jade skin was pasted with some light brown material, and the charming color faded a lot, but the heroic appearance made him look like a handsome man.

Yan Huaijin stood not far away and called her, "Lu Shishu, let's go in."

Lu Ziyu nodded slightly, but his expression was slightly nervous.

If she was recognized, would Yan Huaijin be implicated by the way?
Step forward slowly, feeling a little drummed.

The two men lined up shoulder to shoulder, very close to each other.

Yan Huaijin saw that the little girl beside him was a little uneasy, and coaxed softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Lu Ziyu glanced at him gratefully, suppressed the panic in his eyes, and calmly walked towards the gate of Zongzheng Temple.

"What is the Hanlin Academy doing here today?" the yamen servant guarding the door asked bluntly.

"Compiling the history of the country is difficult, and I need to borrow the precious land of your temple to look up some information." Yan Huaijin replied with a smile.

The yamen servant leaning on the door looked up at the attire of the two of them, stretched out his hand and hooked his fingertips, "I can rest and have nothing to do today, and we will be busy when you Hanlin Academy comes. Today It’s so cold, if you want to go in, why don’t you come up with something that can warm your heart?”

Yan Huaijin understood, and took out a piece of silver from his cuff, "There's only so much, I hope my little brother can help me."

The yamen servant saw joy on his brows, took the silver and grinned, "Come on, let's go in."

Yan Huaijin gave a salute smile and led Lu Ziyu into Zongzheng Temple.

Along the way, many bureaucrats of the Zongzheng Temple looked at the two of them with unkind expressions.

Lu Ziyu frowned, and whispered next to Yan Huaijin, "They are bureaucrats in Zongzheng Temple, it's a shame that you gave such a large ingot of silver to the gatekeeper just now."

Yan Huaijin smiled and remained silent.

The money he gave is not so easy to get.
"What kind of genealogical file are you two looking for?" A kind-hearted guide Bo came forward to greet him.

Yan Huaijin took out a folded post from his sleeve, "To compile the history of the country, we need to check the empress dossier."

Bo was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly took over the post to read it.

It is true that the Dossier of Emperor Chadi is needed.

"The empress dossier is a secret of Zongzheng Temple. I have no right to take you to see it, so please ask Zhang Shaoqing to take you there."

"May I ask where Zhang Shaoqing is?"

"You all come with me." The host Bo led Yan Huaijin and Lu Ziyu towards the back of the temple.

It took only a cup of tea, and a few people came to a beautifully repaired courtyard behind the temple.

The host Bo knocked lightly on the door, "Master Shaoqing, someone from the Imperial Academy said that they want to read the emperor's dossier."

After finishing the words, there was a voice of exasperated rage in the room, "Look at the emperor's dossier? Why didn't the Imperial Academy say that they want to see the dossier of the king and Lao Tzu?"

Bo Shansam, the lead guest, glanced at Yan Huaijin and the two of them.

He explained with some embarrassment, "Master Shaoqing has been a little irritable these days, and I hope you two will take care of me."

Anxious?

This is not anxious, it is clearly the appearance of wanting to tear people apart.

Lu Ziyu was puzzled, he didn't understand why Master Zhang was so violent.

Logically speaking, people who like wine, sex and wealth should be smooth and treacherous people, and everything should not be so virtuous
"The compilation of national history is the top priority of the Hanlin Academy. If your Zongzheng Temple dares to be uncooperative, why not argue in front of the Queen Fengjia tomorrow in the court hall!" Lu Ziyu said sharply, pretending to be serious. A sneer came out of the door with a hint of anger.

The lead guest, Bo, did not expect that there would be such a quick-tempered person in the Imperial Academy.

The next day, when the staff of the Imperial Academy came to their Zongzheng Temple to check the files, they were all as gentle as lambs, but why is this boy in front of him similar to that mountain beast?
Lu Ziyu put down his words and walked out the door without any hesitation.

Yan Huaijin knew what she was planning.

Zhang Yan was used to bullying the weak and fearing the strong, if he talked to him flatteringly, it would be strange if he could show himself the empress dossier today.But if he forced her with words, Zhang Yanding would have some concerns in his heart.

Now the situation in the court is unstable, and the king and queen are ruthless, and all the officials don't want to hit the sword at this time.

There were rustling sounds in the room.

Before Lu Ziyu walked out of the courtyard, the door behind him opened suddenly.

"How big of a deal is this going to go to the court?" Zhang Yan was wearing a court dress, standing at the door of the room with a pleasant face.

His body is thin and muscular, like a bamboo pole, and although his face is a bit gloomy, he is still sleek and shrewd.
(End of this chapter)