After he and Shen Yongmao reviewed the last batch of selected works for the "Nine Yuan Poems Collection", Lin Zhuangyuan was ready to get up and leave. Anyway, he was just here today to acknowledge himself.
The next day was the official first day of work for Lin Jiuyuan Tailai, editor of the Hanlin Academy.
After Lin Xiuzhuan walked into the Zhuangyuan Hall, he saw that a new set of desks, chairs and stationery had been installed inside. They were set up next to the window. There were bamboos outside the window, making it quite elegant and quiet.
After sitting on the chair, Lin Xiuzhan found that he had nothing to do.
Of course, for Hanlin scholars, as long as they are not in a hurry to improve their spiritual practice, having nothing to do is not a big problem.
I wandered around Hanyuan, spent my days leisurely, laughed at the Cabinet, the Six Ministries, and the Department of Science and Technology, fighting with each other all day long.
At the same time, my own skills are still growing automatically. This is called a fairy life, as long as I can endure the loneliness of staying away from the mortal world (little extra money).
For example, Lin Xiuzhuan, even if he sat in the No. 1 Scholar Hall, he would only be in a daze or sleep, and he would remain in a daze or sleep for three to five years.
Then I couldn't help but feel lonely. If I wanted to go down to earth, I could directly become the prefect of a small place, a co-prefect of a large place, or an inspector in a province.
Maybe it's because the Imperial Academy has a strong aura, and one year of cultivation for a true disciple in the Imperial Academy is as good as three years of casual cultivation outside.
Suddenly, Lin Tailai saw two seniors, Zhu Guozuo and Tang Wenxue, who were in the same room together, looking through dozens of large books and talking.
So he walked over curiously and asked, "What are you doing?"
Tang Wenwen replied: "Previously, the emperor gave instructions to the cabinet that the ancestral teachings are the historical record of the current dynasty. How could it be unknown that he ordered them to be copied and bound into a volume for easy reading day and night?"
Therefore, the first assistant took the lead and organized the Hanlin Academy to compile a set of "Lei Chao Xun Lu"."
Lin Zhuangyuan understood clearly that the teachings were the "Precious Instructions" and the recordings were the "Records", which meant re-editing and copying the treasured teachings and recordings of all the Ming dynasties and placing them in the Emperor's Palace of Qianqing for easy reference at any time.
There is not much to say, book editing is one of the core businesses of the Hanlin Academy.
Of course, during the Wanli Dynasty, it was better not to revise books casually. What if someone discovered a demon book case?
Other businesses of the Hanlin Academy include: compiling history, such as compiling historical records after the emperor's death, going on diplomatic missions, such as going to North Korea to show off, serving as an examiner to recruit students, giving lectures and compiling teaching materials, writing articles and poems, consultants answering questions, official academic research, etc.
Tang Wenwen also reminded: "The final draft of this set of "Le Chao Xun Lu" is about 2,000 volumes. The scholar Tian who is in charge of this matter has said that all the Hanlins can get the first 30 volumes to copy.
As an editor, you can also pick up thirty volumes and slowly copy and submit the manuscript.
In fact, you have plenty of time now, so it would be good to participate more in the copying of "Le Chao Xun Lu"."
Thirty or thirty volumes? At least 200,000 words, right? Lin Zhuangyuan calculated in his mind, and after finishing the calculation, his face twitched.
It is really a torture to copy 200,000 words carefully with a brush. Thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable and boring.
He subconsciously asked: "What are the benefits of copying "Lei Chao Xun Lu"?"
Tang Wenwen replied matter-of-factly: "This is to accumulate merit. How can one rise without merit?
It only took me three years to be promoted to the rank of Attendant, relying on my accumulated merits."
It’s definitely not because the teacher is Zhao Yongxian and the teacher is Wang Xijue.
Lin Zhuangyuan suddenly realized that this was the mission of the sect.
But he didn't want to take on this task and slipped away.
Tang Wenwen didn't say anything more. For Hanlin, it didn't matter if he didn't want to accumulate merit.
The worst thing is that he has no merit and is slow to upgrade. This is called having a noble mind and being indifferent to fame and fortune.
There are quite a few people who have been in the Hanlin Academy for twenty years and are still in the sixth and fifth grades, and most of them are of the "Leanping" faction.
Returning to his seat, Lin Zhuangyuan was bored and kept letting himself go in his mind.
If you were in a cultivating sect, the number one scholar would be a disciple of the best heavenly spiritual root, right? What kind of spiritual root would the nine yuan be?
Just when I imagined this, I saw Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu, the guardians on the left and right, escorting a random cultivator into the Zhuangyuan Hall.
Master Lin snorted coldly, this person is just a small casual cultivator in the foundation building stage, but he dares to offend the top sect's true disciple of the golden elixir stage of Tianlinggen!
"Brother Tang, are you okay?" Lin Zhenren said calmly, "When I was praised in Suzhou as a man who never leaves his fist, you were a witness. It has been four years, right?"
Tang Xianzu, who was being escorted, was stunned for a moment. What the hell is a monk?
Although the articles I write often cover gods, ghosts, ghosts, and spiritual practice, the main theme is not about cultivating immortals.
"My name is Ruoshi, not a monk." Tang Xianzu responded. He thought the other party had made a mistake.
Lin Tailai slapped the case and shouted: "The Sa family has never offended you, so why did you write a ditty to slander me!"
Tang Xianzu: ""
As a writer who is extremely sensitive to words, he would feel very uncomfortable and awkward switching randomly between the fairy tale context and the martial arts context.
"What? Are you speechless?" Lin Tailai asked.
Tang Xianzu asked in confusion: "Why did this happen?"
Lin Tailai pulled out the manuscript of the ditty "It's Hard to Be the No. 1 Scholar" and showed it in front of Tang Xianzu, "Didn't you write this?"
Tang Xianzu stretched out his head to look at it, and shouted angrily: "Literary prison! This is a literary prison! What crime is there if you dare to privately arrest an official because of a piece of paper?"
Lin Tailai sighed, Qin Tang Xianzu has been in Vanity Fair for more than ten years, why is he still so naive?
Maybe he is engaged in popular literature and his temperament is relatively simple and naive, right?
Ten years ago, when Zhang Juzheng was at his peak, Tang Xianzu didn't even want to sell Zhang Juzheng's face.
Later, Tang Xianzu did not even show favor to the leader Wang Lao in the literary world, and wrote a book called "The Purple Flute" which was banned.
He is such a pure anti-authority angry young man, and of course he is angry now.
Later, Ang Lao wrote a poem like "The mountains and rivers are hollowed out by the middle stream, and the Holy Lord prays for gold and works day and night."
Just be angry if you're angry, some people will still be young until they die, but Lin Zhuangyuan didn't want Tang Xianzu's anger to affect him, so he could only teach Lao Tang how to behave:
"It's useless to scream even if your throat is broken; if you sue, do you want me to send you to the Metropolitan Procuratorate?
Believe it or not, I am suing you for insinuating the emperor? Let you open your eyes and see what the real literary prison is?"
The atmosphere instantly became tense! Even Zhu Guozuo and Tang Wenxian on the other side put down their pens about their achievements and looked sideways.
Suddenly, someone rushed in from outside, shouting in panic: "Jiu Yuanjun, show mercy with your sword, no, show mercy with your mouth!"
Lin Tai looked over and saw that it was Wu Daonan who was ranked second in the same subject.
It turns out that Wu Daonan and Tang Xianzu were both from Fuzhou, Jiangxi, and both were students of Luo Rufang, a scholar at Fuzhou University and a master of Jiangxi Xinxue.
The second in the list was appointed editor of the Hanlin Academy. Today Wu Daonan came to the Hanlin Academy to report, but he met Zhang Wen, Lin Zhuangyuan's attendant, at the door.
Later, Zhang Wen took the initiative to inform him that Lao Tang had been captured by Lin Zhuangyuan!
This was a fellow villager and classmate, so he had to save him, so Wu Daonan had to rush to the No. 1 Scholar Hall, thinking of selling his face to get someone.
Lin Tailai immediately changed his target: "Brother Wu Nian is right, he wrote a ditty to slander me for no reason, how can you ask me to show mercy?"
Wu Daonan quickly explained: "I know a little bit about this matter, so I can't blame Tang Ruoshi!
This ditty is just a section of "Handan Ji" written by Tang Ruoshi, and was not deliberately written for current events!
I don’t know who made trouble out of nothing, but cut out this little ditty separately, and then started to spread it, so it was misunderstood as being about current affairs.”
Lin Tailai: ""
Why is this operation method so familiar? It seems like I have seen it many times in my previous life?
Malicious screenshots? And then taking them out of context?
"In any case, this little song has already caused a bad impact!" Lin Tailai shouted to Wu Daonan.
In fact, it is difficult to say how bad the impact was. After all, the citizens of the late Ming Dynasty were well-educated, and all kinds of black materials were flying everywhere. For example, a recent hot gossip said that Shen Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites was still drinking aphrodisiacs in his sixties because of infertility.
But in front of Wu Daonan, Lin Zhuangyuan must show that he was deeply hurt by it.
Wu Daonan, who came from a remote mountain village, was a relatively simple man and asked: "Jiu Yuanjun, please calm down, I will replace Tang Ruoshi and apologize. If there is a way to compensate, I will do my best."
Lin Tailai sighed: "Originally, I was going to see Master Tian to get thirty volumes of "Lei Chao Xun Lu" copied and corrected, but now I'm not in the mood.
Since you have already reported to the Hanlin Academy, when I receive these thirty volumes, you can copy and correct them for me!"
"It's easy to talk about!" Wu Daonan agreed immediately.
This culprit who was number one in the same year was famous and vindictive. If he copied thirty volumes of books, he could completely solve Lao Tang's troubles, which would be totally worth it.
With 6,000 updates per day, it only takes one month to complete.
Lin Zhuangyuan said happily: "Okay! Let's do it like this, the two sides will be cleared!"
To be continued...