Queen Flower

In fact, Jiang Lan made a fool of himself. The entire Hanlin Academy is the emperor's secretary office and reserve officials. As the emperor's full-time secretary and official successor, it is normal to be called by the emperor. It is precisely because the Hanlin Academy is such a special place that can approach the imperial power. Only after the imperial examinations did the jinshi continue to take the shuji shi, so that they could stay in the Hanlin Academy and one day flourish. No matter which dynasty they were in, the Hanlin Academy gathered the cultural elites at that time, and the Hanlin bachelors were always the group of scholars with the highest status in the society at that time. , After the Ming Dynasty Emperor Taizu abolished the prime minister in Chinese history, non-Hanlin people were not allowed to enter the cabinet.

Of course, as the lowest-ranking Hanlin official, Jiang Lan didn't have many chances to see the emperor, but the emperor had someone in his heart, which was a different matter.

Liu Jun and Jiang Lan followed the **** into the palace. Instead of entering the monk's study in the south study of the front palace, they entered the imperial study in the harem. So it's not important anymore? Otherwise, the emperor would not have chosen the imperial study, which paid more attention to rest and entertainment, but should have chosen the study in the front palace with a strong political color, Jiang Lan thought to himself. She really didn't understand the affairs of the state. It was a real tragedy for a person like her to be in the Hanlin Academy.

Liu Jun and Jiang Lan entered the imperial study and immediately knelt down and shouted long live. The emperor Sima Jin sat on the couch in a bright yellow robe, with a stack of memorials on the desk in front of him. He waved his hand, "flat body."

The two stood up after thanking them, bowed their heads slightly, and waited for the emperor's instructions.

Sima Jin didn't speak, his eyes swept across Liu Jun, and stayed on Jiang Lan. He didn't see him for a few days. This Tanhua Lang became more and more red and white, and his face was picturesque. Such a beautiful man is really heartbreaking.

Jiang Lan didn't dare to look up, but out of the corner of his eyes he saw Sima Jin staring at him, and he lowered his head again subconsciously. The tortoise shrunk into its shell."

Jiang Lan couldn't help it, so he could only kneel down again, "I don't dare, it's His Majesty's dragon body majesty, which is dazzling and eye-catching, but I'm humble and don't dare to face the face of heaven." A bunch of bullshit, shoot it Well, she will still be able to flatter her. Sure enough, she is also suitable to be a minister.

Sima Jin laughed, "Aiqing, get up, don't be so restrained."

Jiang Lan stood up.

Sima Jin knocked on the table. "The two Aiqings are from the south of the Yangtze River. One is a water town near the sea, and the other is inland near the lake. I heard that the gardens in the south of the Yangtze River have their own unique characteristics. Please describe them in detail with me."

Jiang Lan thought to himself. Why suddenly say gardens? Could it be that he also wants to build the "Summer Palace" and "Yuanmingyuan"? No matter how well-built it is, it will only increase the suffering of the common people, and if not, it will increase taxes.

Liu Jun replied, "I was born in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with small bridges and flowing water in the gardens of the south of the Yangtze River. The emphasis is on nature..."

He was talking nonstop, Sima Jin nodded frequently, and Jiang Lan panicked. It will be her turn in a while, grandma's, this Jiang Juren is from the middle of the Celestial Dynasty, how would she know which lake is near. My god, it's going to happen again.

really. After hearing that, Sima Jin nodded, then turned to Jiang Lan, "What is Aiqing's rhetoric?"

Jiang Lan bite the bullet and said: "The minister also lives in the south of the Yangtze River. Generally speaking, it is similar to what Mr. Liu said. The Jiangnan garden focuses on the harmony and unity with nature, but Wei Chen was born in a poor family, and what he sees is just a folk map, just a glimpse of the leopard. ."

Sima Jin asked, "Folk map? Does Aiqing have it now?"

Jiang Lan shook his head, "This minister has sold his business and went to Beijing to take the examination. He has no sleeves, but if His Majesty wants to read it, he only needs to collect it from the people, and then compile it into a book and put it in the study. Naturally, it can be used for reference when needed. Not only gardens, but ancient history, the world, agriculture, forestry, farming, weaving, and medicine are all civilizations that can be collected, referenced, and passed on." As he spoke, the Yongle Grand Ceremony and the Siku Quanshu suddenly appeared in Jiang Lan's mind. Isn't that what she's talking about now?

Sima Jin's interest was actually transferred by her, "What Aiqing said is to compile ancient books?"

In order to prevent him from interrogating the gardens of her hometown, Jiang Lan could only make persistent efforts. "Not only the history of ancient books, but also natural farming, astronomy, geography, art, culture, poetry and novels, schools of thought, etiquette, military and political laws, and even divination, etc. All of them are treasures of the culture of the Celestial Dynasty. If they can be collected into a book, it will be a masterpiece that will last forever. If it is popularized and studied, it can also improve the cultural accomplishment of the people.”

Sima Jin's eyes lit up when he heard the words "Liu Fang Bai Shi". It was the dream of the emperors of all dynasties to make future generations sing praises to the previous king. Although Sima Jin was not young, he had already considered what happened behind him.

"Aiqing actually has this idea? Can you bring me a memorial?" Sima Jin marveled.

Jiang Lan lowered his head, "Wei Chen's blasphemy, in fact, is the idea of ​​Master Liu and his minister together, Wei Chen dare not covet merit?" Jiang Lan ignored Liu Jun's slightly surprised eyes and dragged him into the water, she didn't know how to write She will only come up with bad ideas about any memorial, so it is better to give Liu Jun this task, she just needs to be a deputy.

Sima Jin turned to look at Liu Jun, "If that's the case, Liu Jun can write a detailed list when he goes back, and present it to him early tomorrow." He glanced at Jiang Lan, smiled slightly, and waved: "You guys step back. ."

Jiang Lan and Liu Jun exited the imperial study according to their orders. Jiang Lan sweated on his back. It was terrible, and he almost finished the game. However, in a hurry, he actually misappropriated Zhu Di's creativity. She looked at her with undisguised astonishment this time, and it was inconvenient to elaborate in the palace, so she had to go out of the palace gate and then explain it carefully.

After walking a few steps, a woman in a palace dress and a long gown came across the face, it was the eldest princess Sima Rong.

The two of them couldn't avoid it, and knelt down and saluted, "Eldest Princess Chitose."

Sima Rong glanced as she passed by, then passed Liu Jun directly and stared at Jiang Lan, "Mr. Jiang." She waved Liu Jun to step back, leaving Jiang Lan behind.

Originally, Sima Rong went to see the emperor in the imperial study, but now that she saw Jiang Lan, she suddenly changed her mind and asked her to come with her.

Jiang Lan said unlucky, you two brothers and sisters will be tossing people. After dealing with one, you have to deal with the other. Today's bad luck is the first photo, why did you enter the harem? It would be nice to be in the front palace, then I would not meet Sima Rong.

Sima Rong didn't speak, and walked slowly in front of her. The wide-sleeved long skirt and the red pleated skirt spread out layer by layer, like peach blossoms rolled on the water, slapping the ground between the corridors one after another.

She walked into the imperial garden, stretched out her hand and folded a thin willow, and turned around to look at Jiang Lan. She had a slender waist, slender shoulders and long neck, and delicate eyebrows. Standing without speaking, she was a beauty who came out of a lady's picture.

Jiang Lan sighed silently in his heart, why don't you like Yan Zhan's pig head? But to disarm the right, it is estimated that if you like it, you can only dislike it.