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Seven or eight days later, at the place where the soul is hung, Shaoyao is serving Ming Jin to drink medicine. In the past, the master who drank bitter medicine and insisted on candied fruit has been particularly happy in the past few days. He is almost bored and then immersed himself in sorting out books.
, cautiously, like serving a baby.
"Girl, you have been so busy these days that you don't even care about your health."
Ming Jin lightly covered her mouth, with anger in his eyes. Shaoyao immediately peeked outside and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Xie Yuan was no longer around. Now she also knew that her girl was also poisoned, and although it could be cured with curative effects,
But he didn't dare to let Xie Yuan know.
Otherwise...the three-bedroom father and his daughter would not be able to eat and walk away.
Shaoyao still remembers the tragic situation that day when Xie Li was seriously ill and almost died on his knees.
Therefore, the medicine he drank was actually mixed by Ming Jin himself. It was true and false, but it covered up the poison.
"There's no problem. Haven't you seen that I feel much better recently?"
Shaoyao took a look and saw that it was indeed Ming Jin who was busy but looking very energetic. He felt relieved and walked away holding the medicine bowl.
And Ming Jin was using a soft book and a chicken feather bag to gently wipe away the dust from a classic book, and then used small pliers to pick out the bone thread of the page and carefully repair it...
No matter how evil is rampant, between heaven and earth, Zhaoyang is just and has its own brilliance to welcome everyone equally. It enters through the slanted window, warm but not burning, and the dust is misty. She bends down, her sleeves are lifted up and hung over her shoulders, revealing the snow-white color.
The delicate forearms and wrists, the movements of the hands are meticulous, and the brows and eyes are focused, gentle and picturesque.
It seems difficult to describe this scene with gorgeous words.
Not beauty, not color, just tranquility.
If there is snow in the gentle breeze, the wind and snow are swirling and rustling, Yinchuan is falling into the sky, and the earth's veins are wrapped in the atmosphere.
This is a fusion of movement and stillness. Her movements are all sharp and can make people's hearts palpitate at every turn. If it were still, it would really be a painting.
The people standing outside the threshold, close to the door, and looking at her were also very quiet.
After Ming Jin finished the matter, he seemed to be aware of it. He turned sideways and looked back at him, just once. He was surprised, then thought, and then suddenly realized, his eyebrows and eyes returned to peace, and then he performed the boudoir ceremony.
"Mr. Xu has a good reputation and is worthy of being admitted to the Imperial Academy. Congratulations."
You can be distant and polite, but you can still be polite and considerate.
Xu Qiubai also knew how to advance and retreat, so he stood there and saluted without entering through the threshold.
"It's just an edict from the Cabinet. The senior Hanlin civil servants have recently been busy with the Jiannan literary reform and the compilation of the three generations of literary books left by the late emperor. We really can't get rid of the manpower, so we took out a few candidates from our class."
He also knew that even if he didn't tell her, she would know that all his imperial examination results would be on her desk.
Of course he would not think too highly of himself, even if he won the top prize, it would be nothing to the Xie family.
So I don’t want to mention it.
As expected, Ming Jin didn't mention it, just smiled, put down the tools at hand, and inadvertently put down his sleeves to cover his arms.
"Thankfully, Mr. Xu, you are here. This book editing and compilation is something that a woman in my boudoir is not good at. This is good. If there is anything wrong, please forgive me."
She is just polite, but she will not belittle herself.
In terms of talent, knowledge, and foundation, she is arrogant, and she knows that Xu Qiubai understands her, so she just explains it in words.
Xu Qiubai glanced at the books on the side, which were neatly arranged. They looked much cleaner and newer than the books on the side.
"Thank you for your hard work, girl."
"polite."
Ming Jin walked out, and Xu Qiubai turned aside to let her pass by. A wisp of light fragrance drifted by and dissipated neatly.
She didn't stop.
After passing a corner, Ming Jin saw a man standing there thoughtfully, "What are you doing? It's like being a thief."
Ming Dai came here two days ago, but Ming Jin usually stays in the inner hall library and has not seen her much.
"I just came here to ask you to eat, so that you wouldn't get full from the smell of book dust."
"It's because you don't want to be a filial daughter who serves me at the bedside, but you come to this cold and cold place, and yet you insist on running against me with all kinds of evil intentions. You are not so unreasonable."
Mingjin leaned against the pillar and couldn't help but blame her.
Mingdai hated to see her like this the most, "I'm not running against you, I just happened to bump into the awkward way you and Xu Qiubai were acting coyly."
"That girl Mingyue has a huge belly, but my other sister is also gifted with piercing eyes?"
One is a pig and the other is a monkey?
I just said something to you, why did you scold me?
"Hey, you also know that you have fiery eyes and golden eyes, so I am right?"
Ming Jin saw that she was determined to orchestrate him, so he walked over and gave the other party a result.
"Between men and women, if they foresee that they will not have a lasting marriage, it is all a matter of coquettishness and indulgence. Otherwise, they must not be serious about it. Sister Dai must be vigilant."
Not talking about love, but talking about desire.
These words were so explicit that they shouldn't have come from the mouth of a lady, but she was so frank that she didn't see any obscenity, only that she felt sincere and far-reaching.
She has always been a person who takes a long-term view of everything she does.
Mingdai was stunned for a moment, then walked behind her and couldn't help but said: "This is your business, why did you teach me a lesson?"
"There is no room for my future marriage, so the possibility of making mistakes is small. But for you, my third uncle and aunt love me, and I have a lot of room for you. You have a wide range of choices. I hope you will have no regrets and be happy in the future."
Ming Dai paused lightly, and when she regained consciousness, she found that Ming Jin had already walked away.
"Ming Yue is not here, but you are teaching me to be addicted?"
She also forgot Xu Qiubai for a moment and wanted to follow him, but found that if she didn't run, there would always be some distance.
But both of them saw not far away a young civil servant in a green robe and official hat leading many well-educated scholars up the steps to the palace, a large group.
But they saw them, but they couldn't see them.
The secret guards and sergeants were majestic. These civil servants were trembling and did not dare to look around. Moreover, their line of sight was also isolated. The leading civil servant only raised his head and looked into the distance to see a piece of bright red clothes floating around the corner of His Highness.
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The secret guards came to accuse them. Because these people arrived too quickly, they did not mention it to the two women in advance. Fortunately, they did not let those people see it, otherwise the reputation would be hindered.
As for Xu Qiubai... Ming Jin didn't say anything, and it was hard for the others to threaten the poor, stinky scholar.
I always feel that this scholar is a little different.
During this period of time, Xie Yuan was very ghostly, and even Ming Jin rarely saw him. He didn't know whether he was hanging his soul in the coffin. Because the people sent by the imperial court had arrived, and Xie Yuan was not there, Ming Jin couldn't escape.
She could make arrangements for them and assist these people in sorting out ancient books and documents, but she herself did not show up.
It was not until three days later that the civil servant asked to see something, and the secret guard came to report. Ming Jin pondered for a while and agreed.
But I didn't expect Xu Qiubai to be there.
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Hanlin Academy Wen Zhizhuang is about twenty-five or sixty years old. He is also a rare young talent. He was once the first in the imperial examination. He is extremely talented. Although he is only working in the Hanlin Academy, he is also a fifth-grade official. Hanlin
The court has always been the cradle of the cabinet. If you accumulate more qualifications, this person will enter the court to show his ambitions, then go to the outside world, come back and become a high official, and finally join the cabinet.
This is the most orthodox and superior path for civil servants, which shows that it has a bright future.
But Ming Jin knew that Xu Qiubai was not weaker than the other party. Of course, she was not talking about skin.
He raised his eyes and saw the village curtain first, but was inevitably attracted for a moment by Xu Qiubai, who was dressed in white next to him.
Chapter completed!