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Chapter 40: Those who will take credit

The emperor wanted to learn about some things about the Western Regions, and the Ministry of Rites had very little information here. On the way back to the imperial study, the emperor simply wanted to see how Liu An, who was only seventeen years old, was working in the secretary's supervision.

At this time, Liu An was working in his own house, surrounded by countless pieces of paper.

These papers of Qian Ruoshui arranged for people to copy the documents about Xizhou. This time, Qian Ruoshui had to give Qian Ruoshui a great contribution because he not only dug out the collected classics, but also got a lot from these scholars.

There are also some pieces of paper, which are educational historical stories that were initially compiled by the students.

These are not only useful to the emperor, but also the people's kindness, virtue, benevolence, righteousness, etc.

The students put in a lot of effort to get reward points.

Liu An looked through some content, which was like unofficial history or stories compiled, but these were not important. What was important was that these stories were meaningful and valuable.

When the emperor came to the secretary's supervisor, the officials quickly reported that Qian Ruoshui was close to the door and was the first to greet him.

The emperor was startled when he saw Qian Ruoshui.

Qian Ruoshui's head is messy, his clothes are wrinkled, his eyes are two dark circles, and his eye sockets are deep.

Liu An asked Qian Ruoshui to sleep only two and a half hours a day. In fact, Qian Ruoshui only slept for one and a half hours a night these days. He wanted to be promoted and he wanted to achieve results, so he was a little anxious.

"Your, why is this..." The emperor didn't think of any words for a moment.

Is it awkward or unbearable?

Qian Ruoshui stepped forward: "The official family, the less supervisors sorted out the secretary and supervisors. First, the secretary and supervisors were divided into internal and external groups. The inner group focused on the inner classics of our Song Dynasty, and the outer group focused on the collection of classics of various states outside the Song Dynasty. Officials and others believed that this move was a great achievement, so they had not returned home these days."

Qian Ruoshui has been an official for many years. He will praise Liu An and add his contribution to it.

Liu An only came out at this time. After saluting, he heard the emperor say, "You can have relevant classics from Xizhou, and let me show you."

Liu An gave Qian Ruoshui a wink, and Qian Ruoshui quickly said, "Yes, but it's a little messy and is being sorted out."

"It's okay."

Xizhou uses Uighur language. Not only does it contain original Uighur classics, but it also has translation parts.

The earliest books are a century-old.

The emperor saw what he wanted to see. These classics were not precious books, but they had the humanities, customs, social structures, and records of some historical events of the Uighurs.

Liu An and Qian Ruoshui were with him.

But after a while, Qian Ruoshui, who had nothing to do, fell asleep.

Liu An stepped forward: "The official family, Doctor Qian has not slept for a few days. I am not punished for the crime of rudeness."

The emperor nodded slightly and continued to flip through the information he wanted to read while Qian Ruoshui was snoring.

The emperor saw some books from Xizhou, Liugu, and Xingnong.

"No," the emperor nodded in approval.

The emperor likes people who do things with heart, and can do things with heart, and the emperor will keep things beautifully in his heart. After the emperor read these classics, he said to Liu An: "Come with the couplet."

"yes!"

In the study room of the emperor, the emperor gave Liu An a seat.

"Liu An." The emperor called out Liu An's name: "I am not in a hurry, things are being done, do it well."

"Yes, the official."

Liu An understands that the emperor couldn't bear to watch his ministers play so hard.

The emperor ordered the eunuch around him, "Tell me what I mean, and let the imperial chef give the secretary a banquet."

"Yes!" The eunuch on duty gave his salute and went down to do business.

A banquet was delivered to the secretary's supervisor, and Qian Ruoshui was sitting on the ground crying.

A fifty-year-old man sat on the ground and cried like a child. This scene was so eye-catching.

The emperor said that a banquet would be a banquet.

The corresponding standards are strictly stipulated in the palace. According to the current staff of the Secretary-General and the students who come to work for free, each person will be out of this banquet if they eat a few bites.

Qian Ruoshui only drank a glass of water and wine, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Dr. Qian, let's have another bite of food." Someone was persuading.

Qian Ruoshui burst into tears: "I, I actually fell asleep in front of the official family, I'm dying, I'm dying!"

After saying that, Qian Ruoshui cried even more sadly.

No one can persuade this matter.

He didn't dare to say that the emperor would not blame Qian Ruoshui, and no one was qualified to plead for Qian Ruoshui.

Let’s talk about the emperor’s study.

There was tea in front of Liu An, which was a little bit hearty.

The emperor is drawing cakes for Liu An.

"Brother An, if you can buy Lingzhou back, Kou Xiang said that my uncle really cares. That is, there is no one businessman. Mr. Lu said before that if there is only one rice shop in Bianliang City, the rice price will definitely be angry and resentful. If several rice shops privately priced, this matter would be abominable."

The emperor will be called relatives with Liu An, not for official business, just chatting.

What can Liu An say, he can only bow and bow: "My uncle is wise."

The emperor nodded with a smile: "Brother An, you are confident of persuading Mr. Li."

"If you are my uncle, it is difficult to convince Mr. Li by virtue of verbal benefits. I have a plan. Although it is a bit troublesome, I believe that Mr. Li can change his mind."

"Okay, wait and see."

"yes."

The emperor and Liu An talked for a long time, and gave Liu An some explanations on some classic stories from the courts compiled by the scholars.

From the emperor's perspective, he is still confident in teaching Liu An how to be a good minister.

Liu Anxin said, this will be yours, I am, everyone. But when there is a huge conflict in interests, you, the emperor, will probably kill me.

But I, Liu An, had probably had his wings hard at that time, so it was not certain who would cut whoever was.

More than an hour later, Liu An returned to the secretary's supervisor.

Qian Ruoshui sat on the steps with dull eyes, staring blankly at the wind blowing leaves.

As soon as Liu An came back, a junior came over and told him why Qian Ruoshui was crying so sadly.

Liu An gently patted Qian Ruoshui on the shoulder: "Old Qian, the official praised you, and asked me to tell you that the body is capital, don't be too tired. The official did not blame you for the crime of losing etiquette. Next, return to normal work and rest time, work hard, organize the classics and the agricultural books."

"Really, really?" Qian Ruoshui's originally dim eyes flashed in an instant.

"I'm lying to you, is it interesting? And..." Liu An whispered in Qian Ruoshui's ear: "I told you before that you can only sleep for two and a half hours a day, and you will always be rotten in your stomach."

Qian Ruoshui instantly thought of the story of Constable A and Constable B that Liu An told him.

I also understand why Liu An asked him to sleep for only two and a half hours a day.

high.

Very clever.

Could it be that I am also a Tanhua, a deputy secretary who has only been in the secretary's prison for so many years, and Liu An has been the secretary's prison for joining the official position.
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