I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

The magazine has become the weathervane of Datang.

Those who can leave their names in the magazine—of course, are the group of people who left their names in the academic area, no matter how small and transparent they were in Datang before, and how no one cared about them.

As long as this person's name appears in the academic area in small mere words, then he will immediately become the jewel in the palm of Chang'an City.

Yin Xuan wants him.

Li Shimin wanted him too.

Even... the grandson's family and the Gao family's nobles in Guanlong couldn't help themselves, and contacted them several times in private.

But apart from Li Shimin's attractiveness, these Guan Long nobles... are not attractive at all to the people who left their names in these magazines.

Even now that it's a little bit of summer, the bones of the Cui family have just been taken away.

How could they get too close to these aristocratic families whose future was uncertain.

Li Shimin is lofty, he is the emperor of the real dragon, and he is the khan of heaven from all nations, but his attractiveness is not very great for those who are on the list.

After all, he did not pass the imperial examination, but just a magazine or an academic paper. The official position that can be promised can only be recruited as a small official from the three provinces.

That's how Ma Zhou climbed up.

A mere supervisory censor, in the past, could make these people break their heads and be grateful.But today is different from the past, they all often eat at Tongfu Restaurant, and they are all people who have seen the world.

Especially these scholars who write academic articles have a sense of arrogance in their hearts.

They think that they are not as good as Yin Xuan, but they may not be much worse than Ji Wen. The former president of Tongfu Academy is now the governor of Juzhou, a senior official of the fifth rank.

Juzhou, the word Yingou, is an administrative unit established by Datang in Goguryeo. Its jurisdiction is the former Pyongyang City, and it is also the capital of the entire Andong Province.

It was also because of going to remote places like Goguryeo that Ji Wen resigned as the president of the Tongfu Academy.

But the candidate for the new president...

It was quite unexpected, it was none other than Li Yifu.

Speaking of Li Mao also made many scholars resentful.

Even that little bastard in Li Yi's mansion has now become the supervisor of the Mutual Market Supervisor. His official rank is not high, only a mere eighth rank.But the power is great!

The matters under the jurisdiction of the Mutual Market Supervision are the business exchanges between various countries, foreign countries and Datang, that is to say...businessmen from other countries want to come to Datang to do business, they have to go through the palm of Li Yifu first.

I heard... Li Jiancheng has already bought four properties in Chang'an, and is now preparing to buy a fifth property.

The reason why he can become the new president is also thanks to this.

Since he became a supervisor, he has to spend at least a hundred guan of money every month to support students from poor families in the academy who are in a hurry to spend money.

Or invite classmates and friends to drink and eat.

In the academy, the research costs of many people are all borne by Li Yifu. If someone is interested, it will cost at least two or three hundred yuan a month just for this expense.

With such a huge sum of money and regardless of cost, his prestige in the academy will naturally rise again and again.

If it weren't for Yin Xuan's lack of his three melons and two dates, he would even want to invest in a wave of Yin Xuan's research institute.

This made many people in the academy who were concerned about money feel sour in their hearts.

His grandma's... how fat is this unremarkable mutual market supervisor? How can a mere eighth-rank official earn so much lucrative money every month?

Even if Li Yifu was like this, if they entered the court as officials, how could they be willing to start as an official who could not make ends meet and had no real power.

Even though Li Shimin had such a great reputation and such a bright future, in the end, he only cut off two people, and the rest of them all entered Yin Xuan's research institute and immersed themselves in technical and academic research.

In Tongfu restaurant.

A scholar with a mole stuck to the corner of his mouth had a rather smug expression on his face: "I have to read carefully today, but I have an article to be published."

Several people in the same company had helplessness on their faces.

"understood."

"You have said it several times these days."

"Every article that can be published is something extraordinary. If yours is published, we will naturally concentrate on studying it."

Someone sighed and believed his words: "It would be great if you would show us the article earlier, and I can study and understand it sooner..."

The young man with moles shook his head, raised his head, and the corners of his mouth almost reached his temples: "How can you get good things so casually."

"Besides, my article is not too deep and obscure. With the ability of you and the others, you can naturally read it clearly."

As he spoke, he flipped through the magazine, full of anticipation.

I don't know where my article will be placed in the academic area, the general area, or the boutique area?Although it's just a coincidence, it might be a boutique.

But the world is not always as predictable as mediocrity.

He looked around, but couldn't find his own article.

This made his face stiffen slightly, his hands began to tremble a little, and a bad premonition came to his mind. Could it be that his article was not selected?

impossible!
That stuff is definitely magazine-worthy.

Absolutely did not see it.

He tremblingly flipped through it a second time, but the fact that had already been done would not be changed, and he still couldn't find his own article the second time around.

No, really not.

How can it be!

His face completely darkened.

Several of his friends had discovered this a long time ago and looked at him with their heads tilted, but they were all silent and dared not speak.

After a while, only one person hesitated to speak: "It seems... there is no article about you."

These words were like a knife, piercing his heart fiercely, making his whole body tremble even more violently.If it was not published in the magazine, it was a trivial matter.

Losing face is a big deal.

He was so confident in what he said before, what to say... his article will definitely be published in this issue of the magazine, and he believes everything he said.

No result.

He slapped his face, and he felt his face was swollen.

Originally, he was planning to keep silent, at worst pretending to be dead for a few days, and when everyone had forgotten—or selectively forgotten, he would continue to be active and ponder why his article had not passed the review.

But now... this person said such a sentence, he couldn't even pretend to be dead.

"I also find it strange." His body was trembling, but his tone was as calm as possible, "Let me ask Mr. Zhengyang, maybe there is something wrong with my article."

He was already looking for a step down for himself.

But one of the people on the table next to him couldn't hold back, his shoulders shrugged, as if he was doing something nasty.