In the sympathy or gloating eyes of everyone, Zhu Ping'an completed the report and went to the place where he would work in the future - the library under the guidance of the errand officer.

The library pavilion sits on the north and faces south, from the outside it looks like it is two floors up and down, in fact, it is three floors inside, and there is a dark layer in the middle of the eaves. The library pavilion occupies a very large area, there are six rooms in size, made of cyan stone bricks, the top is black glazed tiles, the whole library pavilion does not have a little wooden structure, in order to prevent fire, that is, the black glazed tiles are also for fire prevention, in the eyes of the ancients, the black main water, with water to extinguish the fire to protect the safety of the library pavilion.

There is a pond carved out of the library, and the inside is rippling, and if there is a fire in the library, you can draw water from the pool to extinguish the fire.

It's a good place, why do people look at themselves with sympathy and schadenfreude? Zhu Ping'an stood outside the library pavilion, a little puzzled.

The errand led him into the library pavilion, and there was a set of tables and chairs on the left side of the library hall, which was where Zhu Ping'an would work in the future. In addition to Zhu Ping'an in the library pavilion, there are also three errand servants who are not in the stream who are responsible for taking care of the books and classics, which is basically the duty of cleaning and care, and the main tasks such as archiving and sorting have to be done by Zhu Ping'an.

Entering the library pavilion, Zhu Ping'an probably understood why others looked at him with sympathy or schadenfreude.

The library is really as vast as smoke, there are countless books, and there must be tens of thousands of books on this floor alone, and the placement is also a little messy. Some of the books in the cabinet are neatly placed on the bookcase, but many of them are stacked in stacks of bookcases, which seem to be out of order. There are even some books scattered in the cabinets. In addition, the golden silk nanmu bookcase in this library is beautiful, and there is a kind of jagged beauty, but it is not practical. It's not as easy to search and use as the shelves of modern libraries.

Zhu Ping'an took a general look at the upper and lower floors, and the Yongle Dadian series of books were relatively neatly placed, but the other books were not flattering. In short, compared to the modern well-organized library, this library is like a swarm of headless flies.

Zhu Ping'an had just settled down in the library pavilion, and Zhang Siwei and another editor of the Hanlin Academy came together, who was about thirty years old. In the past three years, he has been a veteran. This person's name is Zhang Bo, and Zhang Siwei is a fellow countryman. Zhang Siwei was also lucky to work directly with his fellow countrymen.

"Ahem, why is it so messy." After Zhang Siwei entered the library pavilion, he looked at the vast number of books in front of him and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"The third floor is even more chaotic. Do I want to open your eyes? Zhu Ping'an smiled.

"Don't. When I come to help you clean up in the future, there will be a chance to see it. Zhang Siwei shook his head, and then introduced his seniors to Zhu Ping'an.

Zhu Ping'an washed the teacup and tea set, made a pot of tea, and invited the two to sit down and taste tea. Tea is an ordinary tea provided by Hanlin Temple for each person, and if you don't like it, you can also bring your own tea from home. Zhu Ping'an doesn't have high requirements for tea, and the tea from Jue's Hanlin Academy is enough. But Zhang Siwei was drinking tea. said that next time he brought some good tea from home and gave some to Zhu Ping'an. Zhu Ping'an did not refuse. Thanks in advance with a smile.

"Zihou, did you have a holiday with Master Li?" Zhang Bo asked, picking up the teacup.

Zhu Ping'an shook his head and told the scene he guessed in the Jinluan Palace, there is nothing to be told about it, there is no need to hide it.

"I see." Zhang Bo nodded when he heard this, and then whispered to the two, "It's no wonder that our dean is the most disagreeable with Yan Ge Lao, preconceived, even if you explain it, it may backfire, but Master Li is not an unreasonable person, and when the misunderstanding is solved in the future, Zihou will be able to leave this exile land." ”

"Exiled Lands?" Zhu Ping'an looked at the books in the library pavilion, and was still a little puzzled, "Although this library is more tiring and takes a long time to organize and archive, but with so many books as companions, it won't be called a place of exile, right?" ”

"Hehe, you're still young." Zhang Bo smiled when he heard this.

"What's the explanation?" Zhu Ping'an was even more puzzled.

"What else is there here besides books?" Zhang Bo explained, "Besides, I can't read enough books in the cold window for ten years?" You are still young and have just entered the officialdom, how many people do you think will insist on reading books after becoming an official? Many people have forgotten the way of Confucius and Mencius, and there are many things to do after becoming an official. ”

"Our Hanlin Academy is a noble place, but if I didn't hit your son, your classic archive can be described as a place of exile. The reason why our Hanlin Academy is called the place of storage is because the daily work of our Hanlin Academy is not only daily work, it is ostensibly to deal with political affairs, but in fact, it is to exercise government affairs ability and increase knowledge. ”

Zhang Bo is a chatty person, and after taking a sip of tea, he told Zhu Ping'an and Zhang Siwei about the work of the Hanlin Academy in simple terms.

"For example, let's say I'm in charge of drafting the edict now, well, by the way, I drafted the edict of the edict of the Lingtang edict." Zhang Bo put down the teacup as he spoke, looking at Zhu Ping'an with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, Brother Zhang." Zhu Ping'an thanked him again and again.

"Wherever it is, it's all a matter of duty." Zhang Bo smiled, and then continued to explain, "To get back to the point, the edict issued by our saint, this kind of thing should be drafted by the cabinet, but in fact, our Hanlin Academy is also responsible for it, and I am also responsible for some of it." This kind of drafting edict, he is not a simple drafting task, this kind of work can help us adapt to government affairs, deepen experience, and after a long time we will understand and be familiar with the affairs of our Ming Dynasty. ”

Hearing this, Zhu Ping'an and Zhang Siwei couldn't help but nodded.

Seeing Zhang Siwei and Zhu Ping'an's reactions, Zhang Bojue was very satisfied, and he spoke more energetically, "Another example is the Song Dynasty records that Ziwei is in charge of now, and the work of compiling and revising the Song Dynasty records can increase the in-depth understanding of the allusions to the Song Dynasty's politics, and the more you know, the more you will understand how to govern." In addition, there is also a banquet lecture that our Hanlin is responsible for, which can increase our understanding and comprehension of the imperial court etiquette and national affairs, and at the same time, this banquet can also increase our relationship with the saint, leaving an impression on the saint, which will be of great benefit to us in the future. Oh, by the way, it's still a good opportunity to get in touch with Confucianism and the powerful in our Hanlin Academy. Sometimes, we also participate in court meetings and political discussions, which can deepen our understanding of the political situation and current affairs. ”

"These are good opportunities for us to gain experience and develop our abilities." Zhang Bo took another sip of tea and concluded.

Zhu Ping'an filled the teacup for Zhang Bo in a timely manner, Zhang Bo nodded with satisfaction, and continued: "There are countless opportunities to be an errand in our Hanlin Academy, but there are some exceptions to your errand. There is no oil and water, not to mention the tedious and hard work, squatting in this library pavilion, and even having no chance to contact the outside world. What can be exercised by archiving books and classics, and there is no opportunity to contact the saints and the powerful in this library pavilion. ”

"Oh, by the way, you can see how messy it is, some books are hard to find like a needle in a haystack. Sometimes a piece of paper comes from our saint asking our Hanlin Academy to provide such and such a book, and the first two Hanlin who were in charge of the classics were scolded very badly. The predecessor Liu Hanlin made a lot of effort, and almost bankrupted his family to change his position. ”

No oil and water, no opportunities, no exercise, tired and tedious, the key is that you will be scolded and punished.

Well, that's where other people's sympathy or schadenfreude comes from.

"Not really." After listening to this, Zhu Ping'an took a sip of tea and said lightly.

"Not really?" Zhang Bo opened his mouth wide when he heard this, shook his head and sighed, "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, alas, it's good to be young." ”

"Zihou, and forbearance, after some time, I will ask my uncle to intercede for you." Zhang Siwei thought that Zhu Ping'an was comforting him, so he couldn't help patting Zhu Ping'an's shoulder and comforting.

Uh, what I said is true. Zhu Ping'an was a little speechless.

"It's not completely exiled, isn't it still a saint who will pass notes to find books?" Zhu Ping'an said.

"Stop, you'd better pray to the Holy One not to look for books." Zhang Bo looked at Zhu Ping'an like a madman, and stretched out three fingers exaggeratedly, "Let me tell you the truth, as far as I know, in the past three years, the saint has uploaded three notes to find books, and each time it is as difficult as the sky, not to mention that you are alone, the first few times we have been in the Hanlin Academy, and the shortest one took a day and a night to find." Every time I was scolded, the most pitiful time was Liu Hanlin, and I was beaten with a cane, that miserable"

But

Anyway, I worked as a librarian in Daming, and Zhu Ping'an looked at the subset of scriptures and histories on the floor and said silently. (To be continued.) )