The Grand Secretary's Pampered Wife

Chapter 292.2: Deliberately Making Things Difficult

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Grand Preceptor Zhuang wanted to make Xiao Liulang experience some suffering.

However, if An Junwang was willing, he could still somewhat protect Xiao Liulang.

In any case, weren’t the three of them also the top Jinshi of this year? They were all the disciples of the Son of Heaven, and fellowship under the same master was a different kind of friendship.

But he also knew that Xiao Liulang wasn’t the kind of person who agreed overtly, but opposed in secret.

"Go back now." Xiao Liulang said, "It's too hot here."

"Alright, I'm leaving." Seeing that he didn't want to go deeper into this topic, Ning Zhiyuan sighed, took the food box, and went out cautiously.

In the afternoon, Xiao Liulang took a new inscription written by himself to Senior Compiler Yang.

Senior Compiler Yang naturally made a lot of critical remarks again. If it weren't for the rules, he might have dropped this stack of inscriptions on Xiao Liulang's head.

"Truly unable to accomplish anything right!"

He sat back in his chair in anger and glared at Xiao Liulang grumpily, "What are you standing there for? Why don’t you go and immediately rewrite it again!"

Xiao Liulang turned around and left.

"Hah— What's with your attitude——" Senior Compiler Yang gritted his teeth and was about to flare up when An Junwang suddenly came in.

He looked at Xiao Liulang, who was approaching, and then at Senior Compiler Yang, who was blowing his top. He said with a hint of guilt, "Did I come at a bad time?"

"How could that be?" Senior Compiler Yang changed his expression in a second and stood up with a smile. He came up to An Junwang and saluted.

An Junwang avoided his courtesy and said politely, "There is no An Junwang here, only Zhuang Yuheng. Senior Compiler Yang is being too polite."

"Ah... Yes! Yes!" Senior Compiler Yang smilingly scratched his head and asked, "Yuheng is looking for me... Er... Is there something you need from me?"

An Junwang responded, "I met Chancellor Han on the way here just now. Lord Han said that there are a batch of history books that need editing and compiling in the library in Mount Yueluo. He wants Senior Compiler Yang to take several people over there, saying it would be best to finish it today.”

The library in Mount Yueluo was donated by an old folk hermit, and there were many historical books in there. However, some of the history books needed to be reedited and recompiled.

Senior Compiler Yang hurriedly answered, "Alright, I'll bring people over right away! Junior Compiler Zhuang... "

"I can go." An Junwang nodded.

Senior Compiler Yang smiled brightly.

An Junwang looked at Xiao Liulang, who had already gone out, and said, "Take Senior Compiler Xiao with you too. I remember that he is excellent when it comes to historiography."

Senior Compiler Yang flatteringly retorted, "He still can’t compare with you!"

However, since it was An Junwang who spoke up, Senior Compiler Yang temporarily gave up the plan of tormenting Xiao Liulang by making him write inscription again and again, and instead took Xiao Liulang and An Junwang to Mount Yueluo outside the capital.

Ning Zhiyuan didn't go. He was summoned to run an errand by an academician reader-in-waiting in the afternoon.

Mount Yueluo wasn’t too far from the capital. It was only ten li southeast of the south gate.

The library was a courtyard with two entrances. There were only two study rooms— the east wing and the west wing.

The owner of this courtyard probably wasn’t very fond of reading books. The books were disorganized and unclassified. There were Bamboo and wooden slips, as well as paper books. The order was all messy, and many of them were even eaten by termites.

However, these ancient books were of great significance to the study of history. All they had to do was sort them out according to different dynasties and eras and try to fill in the missing pages or damaged places as much as possible. If there were any that couldn’t be filled by them, they would mark them. Then they would consult the Five Classics Erudites and Hanlin Academy Chancellor later.

There were four Senior Compilers and two Junior Compilers who came to the library this time. Senior Compiler Yang thought there were enough people. After all, there were only two study rooms.

But when he entered the room, he was completely dumbfounded.

Was this really a study?

You sure it wasn’t a utility room?

The bookshelves and cabinets were tilted, and books were scattered all over the place. The former servants probably cleaned them up and packed some in baskets, but they couldn't read and packed them in a mess.

Senior Compiler Yang felt a headache and only hated that he didn't bring a few more people!

An Junwang also had a headache. The Hanlin Academy Chancellor reminded him that this task might be a little onerous, but he didn't expect it to be this onerous.

He raised his hand and sighed, "Lord Yang, let's move all the books out first and tidy up the inside."

"Yes, yes, Yuheng is absolutely right!" Senior Compiler Yang never forgot to curry favor at all times, his face smiling all over as he hastened to answer.

He then turned to Xiao Liulang and his smile instantly faded, "Why are you still just standing there? Hurry up and move the books at once!"

Xiao Liulang went to the west wing with a Junior Compiler surnamed Cen. The west room’s orientation wasn’t good. In the afternoon, there would be sunlight coming from the west, coupled with the hot weather, it was like a steamer inside.

Naturally, the cooler east wing was given to Senior Compiler Yang himself and An Junwang. Senior Compiler Yang wouldn’t make An Junwang exhausted. He mainly directed the other Senior Compilers to do the job.

An Junwang was about to carry the basket with several books.

Senior Compiler Yang stopped him and said with a smile, "Just leave this kind of thing to them. Yuheng, you can go outside and bask the books in the sun."

Basking the books in the sun was a much easier task. One just had to put the books one by one on the stools in the porch, on the stone table in the yard or on the ground.

An Junwang didn't deliberately play the role of a thoughtful younger generation. People were born different. He was born superior, and he had also paid a heavy price for it.

People who were not born as noble as him didn’t have to leave their hometown at the age of eight to go to an enemy country as a hostage prince like he did.

So he didn’t have to concede to others.

An Junwang accepted Senior Compiler Yang's arrangement as a matter of course.

Senior Compiler Yang mainly gave out instructions at the scene and occasionally helped An Junwang in basking the books.

Xiao Liulang’s leg was inconvenient, so he moved a bit slowly.

Junior Compiler Cen, who was assigned to the same study with him, was a Hanlin bachelor three years ago. He was admitted to Hanlin Academy as a Junior Compiler after his three-year term ended this year. He was also a newcomer, just a few months earlier than Xiao Liulang, An Junwang and Ning Zhiyuan.

Naturally, he knew that Xiao Liulang was the new Zhuangyuan, but this Zhuangyuan seemed to have offended the Bangyan, and even the Tanhua, Ning Zhiyuan, had a more comfortable life in Hanlin Academy than him.

Junior Compiler Cen grumpily curled his lips, "What bad luck! How did I end up being assigned to the same room as you!"

Xiao Liulang said nothing and simply kept silent as he picked up the books on the ground and put them in a basket.

Several people worked for the whole afternoon. Even An Junwang, who was only responsible for basking the books, felt a backache. But until now, they had only finished half the work—— they had only moved the books out and hadn’t sorted them out yet.

"You two, clean the room first!" Senior Compiler Yang instructed Xiao Liulang and Junior Compiler Cen, "You clean the east wing while you clean the west wing."

Junior Compiler Cen didn't dare to disobey. Of the two rooms, he chose the relatively cool east wing.

Xiao Liulang didn't compete with him.

Instead of being grateful, Junior Compiler Cen sneered at Xiao Liulang, "If I hadn't been in the same room with you, I wouldn't have been so unlucky!"

That was a bit exaggerated.

Xiao Liulang was at least a sixth rank Senior Compiler, and his official position was above him. Today, whether Xiao Liulang came here or not, the dirtiest and most tiring work would still fall on Junior Compiler Cen.

After all, being the same seventh rank Junior Compiler, Senior Compiler Yang could not leave such a work to the noble An Junwang.

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