The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 5 History Books Are All My Name

Master Chengzhi is in a hurry.

On the one hand, this is due to the fact that the deadline set by His Majesty the Emperor is not far away, and on a deeper level, it is a hidden worry about status.

The improvement of the status of the Hanlin Academy reached its peak in this dynasty, and it has really set foot in the court from Qinggui, and this process will not be smooth. If you want to have enough "prime minister" in your lifetime, editing "Yuanqing Grand Ceremony" is the best Chance.

So no matter how unbelievable it was, when the volume of the manuscript was presented in front of his eyes, he still grasped the straw without hesitation.

Could it be fake?unconfirmed.

Even if the few flaws mentioned on the paper match His Majesty's instructions, it cannot prove the correctness of the rest of the items, but it at least gives clues and directions.

It is far easier to verify the correctness of a statement than to fill in a blank experience out of thin air.

For this goal, he didn't mind lowering his figure and asking a junior for advice, but he was mentally prepared, and when he saw Ji Ping'an's too young appearance, he still couldn't hide his surprise.

"What's the matter?" Ji Pingan, who was sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard, frowned indiscernibly, and then relaxed.

Perhaps this scene was too weird, and everyone present had different thoughts, so that no one noticed the disrespect in Ji Ping'an's tone.

Bachelor Chengzhi took a deep breath, and said in as gentle a tone as possible: "I do have something to discuss with Ji Sichen."

The title was changed to "official name", which means that the following conversation is not private, but public to public.

As for the purpose of the other party's visit... He knew it already when he saw Huang He. It was indeed an important matter involving his reputation behind him, but it was just a bit too coincidental for him to come.

Ji Ping'an cast his eyes on Si Li in black, and seeing the other party nodded with complicated eyes, he got up and bowed his hands to the surrounding students apologetically, and then walked away leading the large group of Hanlin students.

During the whole process, the courtyard was silent, and it was not until the people left that the noise suddenly shook.

"I am not wrong, right."

"Is he really a great scholar?"

"Who is that Ji Pingan..."

Shi Jilun's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he still couldn't believe the scene that just happened. That classmate from a poor family, a quiet, old-fashioned classmate, was treated with more courtesy by the university scholar?
Xue Hongjian still maintained the posture of bowing and bowing. At this moment, he stood up slowly, his handsome face couldn't hide his shock and doubts. He turned around and saw the same expression on the faces of Wang Shimei and other "astronomy students".

"Pei Sili, what's going on?" Someone looked at Si Li in black who was left behind.

The latter was silent for a while, and said, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

He paused slightly, facing pairs of curious eyes, he sighed, as if he could see through everyone's thoughts:
"I can only say that he is different from you. He is neither astronomical nor yin and yang, but was recommended by the national teacher before his death."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Only a group of young people were left standing there.

Recommended by the national teacher... Shi Jilun opened his mouth, and only then remembered that the other party had never acknowledged his identity as a "yin and yang person" from the beginning to the end, and he immediately rejoiced: Fortunately, he was drawn into his camp by mistake.

Although the follow-up is not enthusiastic enough, it can still be redeemed.

Recommended by the national teacher... Xue Hongjian and a group of young masters and ladies looked at each other, with strong regrets in their hearts: If they got up and invited at that time, would it be different?
But who would have thought that ten years after the national teacher left the world, there would still be juniors who were supporting him in prison?
"What's the big deal?" After a long time, the young man in brocade clothes said stiffly, "Looking through the history books, there are also many mediocre and mediocre talents recommended by the national teacher."

"That's right." Someone echoed: "Besides, the emperor and the courtiers are not the same now as they were back then. I think he hasn't practiced yet, which means that his talent is not good, otherwise it would be our turn to be with us, and he would have been included in the gate wall by the prison lords long ago. "

After calming down, everyone carefully analyzed the situation and found that the other party was just a scary person, so they couldn't help but balance a lot.

Xue Hongjian was silent, looking towards the direction of the person leaving in the pale robe, thinking:
Having said that, is it really easy for the recommender of the national teacher?

……

When Pei Sili stepped up the stairs to the second floor and pushed open the door of the tea room, what came into view was the back standing by the window.

The star map outlined by the thin golden lines on the back of the white robe is shining brightly. The chessboard on the wooden coffee table behind him is spotless.

"Master Jianhou, that Ji Ping'an met with the members of the Imperial Academy alone," said Si Li in black.

Li Guofeng didn't turn around, but still stood with his hands behind his back, his slightly vicissitudes eyes reflected the scenery of lakes and mountains in the distance through the raised window panels:
"It seems that he is more valued by the national teacher than expected, and he has told him so many past events."

Pei Sili thought for a while and said:
"When a person is about to die, it is always inevitable to recall the past and become nagging. Maybe the Master of the State Teacher is also not immune?"

Li Guofeng said with emotion:

"Master Guoshi was the best at divination and calculation during his lifetime, and the Da Yan Tian Ji Jue is the best in the mainland. I even suspect that before his death, the old man had already calculated that there would be an editorial life in ten years, so he recommended a mouthpiece to come over." , in order to prevent a bunch of Confucian scholars from making up and ruining the name of the old man after death. Otherwise, why did he come to this day?"

Pei Sili smiled bitterly: "Your statement is too scary, how can a person do this?"

But he is a national teacher... Li Guofeng thought to himself, but didn't say anything.

……

Qinglian Xiaozhu.

When the red sun was sinking and the evening was approaching, the senior scholar Chengzhi and others left with a large stack of manuscripts written in ink in their hands.

In the explanation given by Ji Pingan, when he was with the national teacher ten years ago, the other party told him the magnificent life of the national teacher in the tone of a story, and this was the reason for his correction of the "biography".

There is no way to verify this statement. Fortunately, what the Imperial Academy wants is just clues.

With Ji Ping'an's dictation, combined with the historical materials already mastered or cross-validated, or followed new clues to verify... There is always no shortage of manpower, so the remaining things will not be difficult.

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door outside the courtyard. Sitting in the wicker chair, Ji Ping'an raised his eyelids tiredly, said "Jin", and then saw Dr. Huang entering the inner hall respectfully.

Huang He's eyes were extremely complicated, and the experience of this day seemed like a dream to him. It was not until his classmate Yu Wenjing thanked him gratefully at the time of parting that he realized what he saw and felt really clearly.

"Ji Sichen," he showed guilt, a little embarrassed to speak, and suddenly bowed to the ground: "It's me, Meng Lang, who gave the manuscript to others to watch without your consent."

Although he made great contributions to this matter and was even praised by his superiors, he simply believed that his handling was against the principles of a gentleman.

"When did I say I blame you?" Ji Pingan smiled.

Huang He was startled, looked up at the young man sitting in the wicker chair, and said falteringly, "But I..."

Ji Pingan's eyes were peaceful and peaceful, with a hidden smile, he said softly: "Since I wrote it to you, I intended to use your hand to spread it. What's wrong?"

Is that so... Huang He couldn't speak, feeling relieved, for some reason, it was clear that the other party was younger than him, but every time the two got along, he was extraordinarily cautious.

"But it still delayed your business." Huang He said.

He was referring to the party he was supposed to be attending in the afternoon.

Ji Pingan said "En", pretending to be thinking, and then laughed:
"That's true, then please help me get back my robe, waist card, primer and other things."

After a pause, he added: "If it's convenient, I still have some sundries I want you to buy from Shendu City. After all, it's my first time here and I'm not familiar with the place."

Well... for the first time in this life, it's not a lie.

"Of course," Huang He readily agreed, happy to be able to express his apology with actions, "What do you want to buy?"

"Go, carving knife... and books." Ji Pingan explained, "I heard that practicing is boring, so I have to find something to relieve my boredom."

Huang He wrote it down silently, and then asked, "What kind of book do you like to read?"

"As long as it's not a history book, it's fine."

Huang He was puzzled: "Why? History books are always more interesting than classics and history collections."

Ji Pingan smiled and said nothing, and waved off the guests. He remembered that an old friend asked him the same question a long time ago.

"Why don't you like reading history?"

"Probably because... the history books are full of my name."

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(I like the title of this chapter)
　Thanks to Heimedinger 123 and Rainbow Dash for their support, blowing kisses~
　　
　
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