I'm so hard

Chapter 240
The next day, it was just dawn.

The hall of the government office of Zhongshu Province was full of people.

There are more than 200 young elites from the Six Departments, Jixian Academy, Zhaowen Museum, History Museum, Yushitai, Third Division, and even the six departments under the jurisdiction of Zhongshu Province.

Today, these people have only one task, which is to turn the several cartloads of books and materials that Pan Wenyue brought back into a one-page result.

In fact, Pan Wenyue and others could have sorted out such a page of results a long time ago, but the imperial court has court rules. In order to avoid fraud and flooding, this result can only be summarized by the departments directly under the imperial court.

However, Zhao Yan and the others already had a rough outline of what the content of this piece of paper would look like.

Immediately, these people began to get busy.

Young officials from the Sixth Department of Zhongshu Province were responsible for civil affairs, industry, prisons, etiquette and other important affairs. Officials from Jixianyuan and the Second Hall were responsible for sorting out and analyzing, the Third Department was in charge of money, and Yushitai was in charge of supervision.

These officials seem to be the elite of the imperial court, but they actually look down on each other.

Officials from the Sixth Ministry of the Ministry of Education believed that the Second Hall and the Jixian Academy were idlers who were incapable and pretended to be noble, while the latter believed that the former was too secular and had a lower level of education than theirs.

The third division just settles accounts honestly and ignores anyone, while Yushitai looks down on any yamen and wants to find faults, and other yamen also unanimously reject Yushitai.

Not long after, the officials quarreled over trivial matters.

"You wrote this incorrectly. You are still a Jinshi. Is it only at this level? This passage can obviously be more refined!"

"Do you know how to convert money into money? If you don't understand, don't supervise blindly, just sit there honestly!"

"Put down this book. In Dazhou, only Jixianyuan can sum up the best answer. You should go and do something else!"

……

At this moment, there was a coughing sound outside the door.

"Cough cough..."

The more than 200 people inside the door fell silent instantly, because they recognized that the voice came from Wenxiang Xiao Jingye.

Xiao Jingye is the only official who can be respected and feared by all Yamen officials.

Xiao Jingye has scolded Kong Moshan, Shangguan Buyue, Liu Chaotong and a group of people.

Xiao Jingye strode to the center of the hall, looked around, and said loudly: "If there is no result today, everyone can sleep here!"

After finishing speaking, he sat on the big chair in the middle, and someone beside him immediately offered a cup of strong tea.

The officials on the side were instantly full of energy and got busy in a friendly manner.

Today's event is a major event that is enough to be recorded in the annals of history.

Whoa!Whoa!
In the main hall, the pages of the book were turned, the footsteps were hurried, and there was the sound of "shua, shua, shua, shua".

Everyone is extremely serious and dedicated!
Xiao Jingye leaned comfortably on the chair, and murmured in his heart: "After my Da Zhou New Deal is stabilized, I can retire and return to my hometown with peace of mind!"

……

Around noon, Zhao Yan left the palace with Hei Wa and two large altars of imperial wine.

Last night, Kong Ze bragged to Zhao Yan in a half-drunk state. In Changdan City, young people under the age of 30, his drinking capacity is the best. If you don’t believe me, he can have a drink with Zhao Yan alone at noon tomorrow. .

After Kong Ze said this, Kong Moshan broke out in cold sweat, and immediately covered his son's mouth.

But Zhao Yan smiled slightly, but immediately promised that he would invite Kong Ze and Xiao Zijie to drink at noon tomorrow, and he would not return if he was not drunk.

Thus, there is today's drinking out of the palace.

Zhao Yan loves wine very much, but the heights are extremely cold, no one of his age in the palace dares to drink with him, brag, talk about the world, and even talk about which girl's song in the Goulan is good-looking.

As an emperor, he is also lonely, and he also wants to enjoy the life of ordinary people full of fireworks.

Therefore, when he encountered such an opportunity, he naturally wanted to have a big drink.

This time, Zhao Yan did not go to Wanbaolou, but chose an ordinary restaurant called Qingfeng Restaurant.

Here, almost no one knows the three of them, so they can have a good time drinking.

Qingfeng Restaurant was chosen by Zhao Yan on the spur of the moment. He chose the best standard room on the second floor, and then ordered Heiwa to send someone to pass on Kong Ze and Xiao Zijie.

As soon as the two heard that the emperor was waiting for them, how dare they neglect them, they ran over in a panic.

In the private room on the second floor, a long table was laid out, besides more than a dozen dishes, there were also two jars of ten-jin strong imperial wine on it, and several large black porcelain bowls were placed beside it.

Seeing this scene, Kong Ze and Xiao Zijie were a little scared. If the emperor was not sitting opposite, they would have fled long ago.

Zhao Yan looked at the two people who were still a little nervous, and said with a smile: "Today, we are just like training in the imperial army back then. We don't address each other as monarchs and ministers, but gossip!"

"Okay!" The two replied excitedly at the same time.

Immediately, the two sat down and drank wine with Zhao Yan.

After several cups of strong wine, Kong Ze rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "My lord, isn't it interesting for us to drink only plain wine?"

"Haha!" Zhao Yan understood immediately, and said to Hei Wa, "Hei Wa, call the manager of the restaurant."

After a while, a chunky shopkeeper walked in quickly.

"Masters, what orders do you have?" The shopkeeper bowed and said with a smile. He could clearly see that these three young masters were rich and noble, and definitely not ordinary people.

Zhao Yan said with a smile: "Shopkeeper, who is the best singing girl near you, call her over!"

The short and fat shopkeeper replied quickly with his eyes: "Then it is Miss Lin Yuer, but her price is..."

Before he finished speaking, Kong Ze took out a bank note and handed it to him, asking, "Is that enough?"

"Enough is enough, I'm going to invite her over here!" The short and fat shopkeeper's eyes disappeared from the smile, and he quickly backed out.

A quarter of an hour later, a young woman with a graceful figure and a pipa in a white dress walked in.

Singer girl is a kind of female profession. Although it is not very high-end, these girls are basically performing arts without selling themselves, and they have their own character and temperament.

Under normal circumstances, girls who have received a good education since they were young, but their families have fallen into poverty and don't want to laugh in the fence will engage in this kind of occupation.

"Little girl Lin Yu'er, please greet the three young masters!" Lin Yu'er bowed and said, when she saw Zhao Yan, she couldn't help being stunned for a moment, because she had been practicing art in Changdan for nearly two years, and she had never seen such a temperamental young master.

Zhao Yan looked at Xiao Zijie and Kong Ze, and said, "Order!"

Kong Ze thought for a while and said, "Girl, let's play a song called Fengqiuhuang!"

Lin Yu'er nodded, and then the voiceless voice sounded slowly, tactfully and pleasantly.

The three of Zhao Yan continued to drink and started laughing and chatting.

What the three of them talked about was basically anecdotes about Shuzhou and the analysis of certain details of the New Deal. From these words, it could only be heard that they were all scholars.

And Hei Wa, who is tone deaf, fell asleep not far away after eating.

at this time.

boom!
With a loud bang, the door was suddenly knocked open.

(End of this chapter)