Zhang Yang smiled apologetically, "I wonder what the secretary is here for?"
Cen Wenwen explained: "Your Majesty has arrangements, and I will inform you before going to court in the morning."
"So that's it. Secretary, why don't you go ahead and talk."
Cen Wenwen looked at the sky, which was already white with fish belly, and looked at Zhang Yang in front of him wearing a very weird skirt, "This skirt is..."
"This is an apron. I'm decorating my home. I'm going to have to take a shower soon."
"It turns out that this is the case. He is really a weird person." Cen Wenwen sighed: "I won't go in to talk for fear of missing the morning meeting. Your Majesty means that you will come to the Secretary Supervisor to handle various memorials and documents.
Of course, you are still Ren Chaoyilang."
Zhang Yang asked in a low voice: "Does this mean that the official position remains unchanged and the post is changed? Then can I still go to Chongwen Hall?"
Cen Wenwen nodded and said: "Of course it's okay. It's getting late, so I'll go to the morning court first."
"Then don't delay."
"Don't give it away."
Cen Wenwen left quickly.
After the others left, Zhang Yang continued to stir the mortar, lifted the mortar onto the roof and laid the bricks onto the lake.
Li Yue also got up early. She washed up and looked at the roof first, "Just now, were there any guests at home?"
Zhang Yanghu pointed at the wall and said, "Secretary Lang Cenwen is here. He asked me to go to the secretary to sort out documents and memorials."
"Last year's imperial salary has not been paid, and this year my husband has been asked to serve as secretary supervisor." Li Yue muttered with an expression full of displeasure, as if he had been wronged.
Climbing down from the roof of my home, I looked up at the roof again. Every brick and tile in my home was built by myself. It felt good to see my own achievements.
The couple had breakfast, and the two aunts came over to help.
Li Yue patiently helped Zhang Yang put on his official uniform.
"Whatever you want to eat, I'll buy it for you when I come back."
"Want to eat asparagus."
"There should be more to buy this season. I'll go to the market to have a look."
"Don't be in a hurry to eat. My husband should still take up his position in the court." Li Yue carefully arranged Zhang Yang's sleeves, "I will be able to join the Zhongshu Province again in the future. Although the official position is small now, there will still be opportunities in the future."
The two aunts came early to help repair the platform.
After putting on his official uniform, Li Yue took out some dried fruits and said, "If you come back late and you are hungry, I can eat some secretly."
Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and pinched her little face, and walked out of the house under the eyes of his wife's resistance.
Walking on Zhuque Street, Zhang Yang was thinking about how to make a shower pipe. He also had to drill holes in the roof to create a water channel, and then use a bamboo tube to connect it to the bathroom. The water valve must be strong and made of iron.
While I was thinking about walking into the imperial city, I suddenly felt a lot quieter when I walked into the Zhuque Gate from Zhuque Street.
There are officials coming and going here, and everyone is busy with their own affairs.
When he looked up, he saw a guy waving to him. As he walked further, he saw it was Xu Jingzong.
"Did Minister Xu just go to court?"
"Is Mr. Zhang on duty here?"
Zhang Yang put his hands in his hands and said, "Your Majesty asked me to go to the secretary's office to be on duty, sorting out the memorials and doing some other chores."
"Master Zhang, please take a step to speak." Xu Jingzong pulled Zhang Yang aside.
Seeing that there was no one around, Xu Jingzong said: "Your Majesty wants to use it, and even wants Minister Zhang to return to the Ministry of Rites. Due to the mistakes he made at the beginning, and the promotion that was announced by many people, it is difficult to understand directly."
In the sunshine, Zhang Yang stood leaning against the wall with his hands in his hands, "Actually, this is quite good."
Xu Jingzong also leaned against the wall, "When you go to the secretary prison, you have to be careful about someone else."
Looking at Xu Jingzong suspiciously, Zhang Yang asked in confusion: "Who should I be careful of?"
Xu Jingzong lowered his voice again, "Shilang Zhang, do you know Yan Shigu?"
"Yan Shigu? I've heard of him, but I don't know him."
Zhang Yang quickly answered, with some fragmentary memories of later generations flashing through his mind.
Xu Jingzong looked at the secretary supervisor in the distance, "This Yan Shigu has been born in a famous family since he was a child. He is the grandson of Yan Zhitui, a famous scholar at that time. He is also a young supervisor who is both a regular attendant and a secretary. Moreover, this person and Cen Wenwen have never been at odds with each other.
Deal with it."
"How not to deal with it?"
"Yan Shigu is easy to make friends with, but he is quite prejudiced against people from poor families. It is indeed a wise move for Your Majesty to recruit erudite people to the court and use them for the country..."
This guy went on and on to flatter Li Shimin. Where did he get his bad habit from? He would praise Li Shimin at every turn.
Xu Jingzong whispered: "A person of Zhang Shilang's background must have been made difficult by Yan Shigu, so be careful when you are on duty."
Zhang Yang asked doubtfully: "What about Cen Wenwen?"
"Many people in the court know that Cen Wenwen's talent and learning far exceed that of Yan Shigu. However, Yan Shigu comes from a well-known family and has so many friends to help him. Cen Wenwen is no match for them, so he can only swallow his grievances and do things."
"The government office is not big, but there are a lot of things going on." Zhang Yang frowned.
Seeing someone coming, Xu Jingzong said quickly: "I will go back to the Ministry of Rites first. I heard that a letter has been sent from Tibet recently. Maybe it will arrive in the next two days."
"Go and do your work."
"Farewell, farewell."
Zhang Yang adjusted his official uniform and walked towards the secretary's office.
There are benefits to being a small civil servant, at least you don't have to go to court every day, which is a benefit.
Xu Jingzong is a Chang'an expert, and he can say a few words about anyone and anything in the court.
When we arrived at the door of the Secretary's Prison, we were busy with civil servants coming and going.
On the contrary, it was very quiet inside, and even the people here spoke very quietly.
After scanning around, he didn't see Cen Wenwen. When Zhang Yang walked in, no one came to pay attention to him. He looked at a middle-aged man sitting in the upper seat. It seemed that he was Yan Shigu.
Picking up a book here, Zhang Yang opened it and took a look. The book contained a compilation of the Five Classics. He put the book down again and walked to a corner, where there happened to be a table with an empty seat.
Zhang Yang sat down cross-legged, looked at the people in front of him, and saw a man of similar age sitting down beside him.
This man didn't say anything. He sat down and pretended to read a book. You could tell that he was pretending mainly because he had knocked down the books in his hands.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! It turns out that this secretary prison also has people who make jokes, and at first glance, they are like-minded.
Seeing that the other party also smiled at him, Zhang Yang cupped his hands and said, "I dare you to ask..."
"I'm in Tangguan."
"It turns out to be Brother Tang, whom I have admired for a long time."
"you know me?"
"I don't know you, please be polite." Zhang Yang had a smile on his face and reached out to avoid hitting the smiling person. No matter how embarrassed he was, he would still smile.
"I've never seen you before, new here?"
Zhang Yang nodded, "Yes."
"Did someone recommend it?"
"It is true that someone recommended me to be admitted to the Secretary's Prison."
Seeing that the man in front of him was illiterate, Zhang Yang asked: "Brother, how did you get into the secretarial prison?"
"I'm different from you. I submitted my application to Yan Shilang. Yan Shilang liked me to study, and that's why I entered the Secretary's Prison."
"Really?" Zhang Yang picked up a pen and wrote down a word, "May I ask my brother what the word is?"
The other party looked at me for a long time, then smiled bitterly, "To be honest with you, I was indeed involved in the Secretary's Prison. Yan Shilang did not value my talent and learning, because my family gave Yan Shilang a few pieces of silver cake."
"How many pieces of silver cake can you get into the Secretary's Prison?" Zhang Yang became more and more puzzled. After all, the Secretary's Prison is also a government office that handles government affairs. How many pieces of silver cake can you get into?
The other party smiled coldly, "Of course it's not just a few pieces of silver cake, because my father is Tang Jian, the Minister of Household Affairs."
"So that's it."
Zhang Yang nodded in understanding.
"And coming to the Secretary's Prison is not just about being an official, but also studying to increase your knowledge."
"I think Brother Tang's father also has good intentions."
"That's natural." Tang Guan said puzzledly: "Who are you? Why do you ask so many questions?"
Zhang Yang smiled dryly and said: "I'm Zhang Yang."
"The surname is Zhang? Zhang Yang?" Tang Guan slapped the table and said loudly: "Red Mansion!"
"The Red Mansion is indeed a business done before." After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he saw the other party holding his hand tightly, "Brother Tang, why are you holding me."
Tang Guan stared with big eyes and said foolishly: "Red Mansion."
Zhang Yang struggled, "I know Honglou, can you let go first?"
Tang Guan smiled foolishly, as if he was crazy.
Is there something wrong with this person? It seems abnormal. Zhang Yang took his hand away and stood up to leave.
Tang Guan fell to the ground with a thud, clutching Zhang Yang's feet.
After looking around, fortunately no one paid attention to this corner. Zhang Yang lowered his voice and said, "Brother Tang, what are you doing? I don't seem to owe you any money."
Tang Guan grabbed his leg, "Tell me!"
Zhang Yang wanted to pull his legs out and asked: "What can I tell you?"
Tang Guan slowly raised his head, with bloodshot eyes, "Tell me, is the vicious Aunt Zhao dead or not, what happened to Baoyu later, and why the Red Mansion is no longer in the volume."
"You let go first, if you don't let go I'll do it!"
Tang Guan hugged his legs and said aggrievedly: "Do you know how I spend these days? I can't sleep well and eat well all day long, all because of the Red Mansion..."
The dispute between the two finally attracted the attention of everyone in the Secretariat.
Yan Shigu saw Tang Guan's behavior, waved his sleeves and said: "Then what exactly did Tang Jian give birth to?"
Faced with everyone's gaze, Tang Guan burst into tears, like a woman who had been wronged.
Zhang Yang walked out of the secretary's prison quickly, he couldn't stay in this hellish place.
After walking out of Zhuque Gate, Zhang Yang lost interest and continued to stay in the Secretary's Prison. He went to Dongshi to buy some meat and vegetables and then returned home.
Half a month later, the platform on the roof was almost completed. Zhang Yang took a wooden hammer and knocked it into a big bucket.
Li Tai whispered: "I don't know what happened to Tang Jian's son recently? He has been waiting for you at the door of the secretary's prison all day long. Just because he was half-full of Red Mansions, it seems that the whole city of Chang'an is going crazy."
There are more and more voices talking about Red Mansions, and some people even doubt whether the characters written in the book really exist.
The most debatable thing is that Red Mansion only has the first half of the volume but not the second half. How many people are waiting for the next volume.
In the palace, Li Shimin held this volume of The Red Mansion, "Everyone in the world is asking about the second half of The Red Mansion."
Li Chengqian bowed and said: "Father, I heard that many people have begun to learn to read and write recently, just to read this book."