The final result of the two was naturally "almost" fighting - Jian Di and others persuaded them to leave.

It was the fuse of the dispute - Fu Yan and Fu Langfeng, the 26-year-old new student, stood aside with his sleeves and watched the fun happily.

The two masters assigned to him by Mr. Yan: 6 Yan, who had a cold expression and Yuan Ji, who had a disdainful look, each hugged Shu Jian and came over and ordered him to "stretch out your hand."

Fu Yan blinked and stretched out his hands.

Both books were piled up in his arms: "We are collecting useful information in the history of the Sui Dynasty. These seventeen volumes belong to you. Excerpt the useful ones and finish them tomorrow."

Fu Yan blinked again, responded, and looked around and saw that the shelf of Jian Xun and Mr. Yan had been persuaded to be distracted. Jian Dizheng, who was kind-looking, pulled Jian Xun to speak, smiled, walked forward, hugged Shu Jian, bowed to him, as a gift: "Two Mr. Jian."

Jian Dijianxun stopped talking and turned to look at him: "What's the matter with Fu Banyan?"

Fu Yan smiled: "Mr. 6 and Mr. Yuan have no time to care about me. I dare to ask the two Mr. Jian, what is the editing procedure? What is the format of the book? Where is the third prince now?"

Jian Di paused in his heart, looked at his cousin, and nodded, "The third prince is in the side hall. Just in time, my son-in-law is about to explain the procedures to your prince. Why don't Fu Banyan go and listen together?"

Fu Yan's smile immediately became warm: "Thank you Mr. Da Jian."

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afternoon.

Fu Yan leaned halfway under the corridor column of the side hall basking in the sun.

Qin Wei ran out of the hall and threw a book to him: "The excerpt is ready. Remember to take Shu Jian back."

He turned around and ran back, shouting, "Mr. Xiao Jian, give me another hour, and wait for me to finish reading the "Records of the Grand Historian"..."

Jian Xun's hoarse voice was furious in the hall, and he was angry and said: "He is a second-ranked first-rank second, second-ranked new subject, let him do his job by himself! You review the information carefully! If you teach someone to make mistakes in this book, your highness will not have to come again!"

"Sir, there is no saying in the market: I can't eat hot tofu if I'm anxious. Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. You are very honest. I'll take it carefully and there will never be any more missing." Qin Weng actually comforted Jian Xun with a good temper.

Fu Yan glanced lazily at the palace, squinted his eyes, and a plain face face facing the sun, murmured: "It turns out that the sun in the palace is no different from outside..."

Old Secretary Yan walked over slowly, full of majesty. When he saw what Fu Yan did, he was shocked. He then became furious and shouted, "What kind of morality? Fu Langfeng! Are you a three-year-old child? Why are you writing hard, but you are basking in the sun here?! I want to report to Your Majesty! This is simply despising the Lord!"

Fu Yan didn't even leave the back of his head, and looked up at Old Shangshu Yan with a smile: "I remember the imperial edict said that you can go home to recuperate immediately - Oh, you have to hand over first... to whom to hand over?"

Old Shangshu Yan's old face suddenly turned green: "The handover is not mentioned in the will! What do you mean?" He paused and looked at him with confusion: "Do you know who I should hand over to?"

Fu Yan nodded, lazily stretched out his hand to catch the sunshine, and told him absent-mindedly: "Transfer it to me or the third prince, either. Tomorrow, Pei Ji comes over and then hand it to another of the two of us, so that's fine."

"Bold! He actually made a false imperial edict!" Old Shangshu Yan was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke!

"You little second-tier boy, have seen a few broken books that have no place to hide, and have written a few lines of broken words that no one can read, so you dare to speak loudly in front of me! With your stinky yellow-mouthed child, you can also afford the position of editor and hosting the book compiler and hosting that Taizu Yukou has appointed? What kind of thing are you!"

Fu Yan was a little helpless. One sleeve covered the sunshine, squinted at the old man, and one sleeve wiped the saliva that was sprayed on his face by Old Shangshu Yan, and sighed: "Old Shangshu, everyone is the same in the matter of loving the power of the store. However, after all, you still have a late holiday. Are you planning to bring your reputation in and make me a contribution because I am younger?"

"Fuck!" Old Shangshu Yan was so angry that he began to swear, "Your Majesty only said that I would rest, but never said that I would retire! I just taught you a lesson, so how could it have nothing to do with the power of the love store?"

"I really don't cry until I see the coffin..." Fu Yan muttered, climbed up reluctantly, and called out Jian Di: "Mr. Da Jian, how can I meet the saint? I have to ask Your Majesty, is my third prince here to help or lead the presidency?"

Jian Di was also stunned.

Use Fu Yan and Qin Wei to replace the host of the old Shangshu Yan and Pei Jijiu!? What a joke!?

However, when Emperor Jianming passed it back, he really shocked the chins of the Jixian Hall: "This kind of big book is naturally led by the royal family."

In this way, the position of the third prince was clearly defined!

In other words, Fu Yan’s is indeed here to be the deputy to the third prince!

If the third prince replaced the old Shangshu Yan, who was in charge of the editing work, then Fu Yan should have replaced Pei Xi's position and become the actual commander of the specific dispatch of personnel and daily affairs!

The prince leads it, understands it.

But can he do it if the new department is the second best person to take charge of actual affairs?!

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Xuanzheng Hall.

Emperor Jianming was complaining to Shen Xinyan: "Your old minister is really ignorant! If you don't send a prince to send a clan relative. I asked him to partner with Pei Jijiu for so many years, and originally planned to let my brother-in-law lead him. He was so humble that he was bullied by him.

"This time I sent my own son. He should have taken a step back clearly, right? In the blink of an eye, he scolded the deputy sent by me to my son! My true cousin and the Imperial College priests didn't complain at all, and he even made him angry with the tutor!

"I really don't know why he is so big-faced! The late emperor is really the case. Such a person forces me to stay and be the Minister of Rites, and insists that he teach the prince! My teacher back then is more than 10,000 times stronger than him!"

Shen Xinyan sat with his eyes closed, and waited for Emperor Jianming to come to an end before opening his eyes. Then he said: "The Imperial Heaven has watched the days. The best day this year is September 19th. Good luck and everything is feasible. In my opinion, as long as the prince's wedding ceremony is a little more frugal, the preparation period for the six-year period will be enough."

"Well, then it's set for that day." Emperor Jianming agreed casually and continued to complain, "And you, the Left Minister! He is almost seventy years old, so he just takes on the job and refuses to retire! Do he still want me to give him a title? If he has occupied such a pit, I will not give him a favorable place! Let his two stupid sons take the exam at home for a lifetime!"

Chen Xinyan was helpless, and he supported his hands on his knees and straightened his neck to reason with Emperor Jianming: "If our old minister and the left minister retire, then he will have to be on the top.

"The two ministers of the Ministry of War are now all purely military generals and cannot support the Ministry of Rites. It depends on the Ministry of Justice.

"Mr. Qin, Your Majesty, to be fair, can he do the Ministry of Rites? If he wants him to come to the Ministry of Rites, I will be exhausted every day just by guarding him to dig a hole for me. At that time, will the Ministry of Rites still do the errands?

"Now our old minister and the left minister occupy this place, at least no one buzzes in my ears. I am tired because I am tired, so I don't have to worry about a fire in the backyard!
Chapter completed!