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After experiencing this incident, Guan Tong deeply felt that in this deep palace, there is nothing silly and sweet, and there are dangers everywhere.She wasn't of a competitive nature in the first place, so she decided to live a good life as a salty fish like herself, and not to stand out in everything.

As for the matter of finding Wei Nanfeng, Guan Tong pondered for a long time, and realized that if he wanted to be safe by Wei Nanfeng's side, it would be a story of a harem female official's promotion.

The original body has worked so hard, being a human being with her tail between her legs, and finally she is safe and sound, and she will leave the palace in a few years, so why did she bother to come?

Thinking about it this way, Guan Tong realized the beauty of salted fish. Apart from work every day, he just chatted with the little girl A Miao, played with the monk for a day, and didn't think about anything else.Gradually, the wound on the forehead became much shallower, and there was no need to take medicine every day.

On the contrary, Wang Jiaohua, who had met once before, met several times later.Wang Jiaohua didn't deal with her. Although Wang Jiaohua didn't have any official rank, she hugged the secretary's female history, ran errands for her, and occasionally got out of the palace.It is not enough compared to the top, but it is more than enough compared to the bottom.Ordinary palace maids would ask her to go out of the palace to sell silk to exchange for money, or to bring some gadgets from outside the palace.

At this time, Wang Jiaohua would hold her head up and her feet up, chatting and laughing loudly, and if she saw Guan Tong walking by, her words would be very unpleasant.

"Some people are so busy that they can save some money throughout the year, so they want to go out. If they go out, they will be destined to be housewives!"

"It's really a servant girl's body, but she has the heart of a young lady."

Guan Tong smiled, she had experienced life and death, and this was like a breeze to her.What's more, she doesn't know other people well, so she doesn't care about others' opinions.On the other hand, the little girl A Miao was young and energetic, full of passion, once she encountered Wang Jiaohua's speech that was not pleasant, she would roll up her sleeves and go forward to argue on the spot.Guan Tong hastily led her into the house, trying to persuade Shunping the little girl's anger.

"Sister Ah Jiang, why are you angry when she says that about you, you!" Little girl A Miao stomped her feet and sounded hate again.

Guan Tong poured A Miao a glass of water.Tea in this era is still an elegant thing, and the spices are so heavy that Guan Tong can't bear it.Of course, there is another way to order tea, which is more similar to Japanese matcha.But no matter what, Guan Tong couldn't bear the smell, let alone the price, so he could only pour ordinary water.A Miao was so proud that he was so stuffy, he put the water glass on the table heavily, and said loudly: "I just can't bear this breath!"

This is bold and unrestrained, quite chivalrous.Guan Tong's eyes were bent, and he patted the little girl's shoulder: "Don't worry, the wicked will be tortured by the wicked."

A Miao looked at Guan Tong strangely, and after a while said, "Sister Ah Jiang is different from before. Although she didn't fight against people before, she didn't, but she didn't like this..." She tried her best Brain, finally picked out a word from the barren language, "Detached from the world, like a sister-in-law."

God damn aunt, you are the nun.

Guan Tong almost didn't come up in a breath, she said to A Miao with a stiff smile: "I think you should go to the Inner Literature Museum more often, and learn how to use words from the bachelors."

A Miao hurriedly waved her hands, and her words were full of fear: "Don't, don't, I can't bear those nonsense. Once the bachelors read it, my head will turn into eight big! Alas, my younger brother spends money to study at home. , I came to the palace, but I also want to study. If brother knows, I don’t know what to think.”

"If you have this opportunity, study hard. There is a way out when you go out of the palace in the future." Guan Tong said, recalling the memories of her original body, she vaguely remembered that there were also women who were proficient in writing books, writing letters, and writing for others. Manage the accountant's business.Compared with the ancient times in her original world, it is much better.

"But I'm not a material for studying." A Miao cleaned up her hands and feet briskly, looked after Guan Tong with a bitter face, and finally lowered her head, "Besides... I don't want to go out of the palace either."

Guan Tong looked at A Miao in surprise.

A Miao is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and it is the time when nature is lively.And there are a lot of gossip in this deep palace, and there are many hidden things. A few days ago, Guan Tong and Wang Jiaohua confronted each other. If the bachelor Zhou hadn't intervened, maybe she would have been thrown to Gongzheng's place.If this is the case, then Guan Tong must not be able to reap the benefits.A Miao wanted to stay in such a dangerous place where every step of the way was taken.

Guan Tong opened his mouth, feeling that this was A Miao's own privacy.She is an adult, and when she time traveled, she was much bigger than this body.She abides by the social etiquette of adults and modern people, and does not interfere with other people's privacy too much.In the end, she didn't ask, and A Miao quickly recovered her mood, and said with a happy face, "Speaking of which, Sister Ah Jiang, do you know that there is a little child prodigy in the Literature Museum?"

Guan Tong subconsciously thought of the little girl he saw a few days ago.She blinked her eyes, amused and curious: "Your sister A Jiang also lost her head and her heart was hurt, how do you know what a little child prodigy is?"

"Sister Ah Jiang will get better after taking medicine." A Miao replied with a smile, her eyes lit up when she talked about gossip, and she was a little proud, "This little genius is not ordinary. Her grandfather was a first-class official. A flamboyant family in the middle of the capital. It's just that her father committed a crime, and she was not allowed to enter the court as a female family member."

Guan Tong hummed a few times, thinking that this setting really resembles Shangguan Wan'er.

A Miao said again: "So, the dragon begets the dragon, the phoenix begets the phoenix, and the little genius is the same. It is said that she has a photographic memory and can recite poems at the age of seven, which is loved by the scholars. A few days ago, um, it was A few days ago, I was mentioned by a bachelor to be a child by my side. Hey, this is riding on the blue sky, if I have the chance to have a look in front of the saint again, this will be a great success."

A Miao danced and danced. Guan Tong was amused. He leaned forward and scratched A Miao's nose, and asked, "Why are you so happy? You are me, you are me."

A Miao was a little embarrassed, and shrank back with flushed cheeks. She looked around and whispered: "She was scolded by many people in Yeting, and that Aunt Wang was one of them. She was the one who scolded her the most. Fierce. When the news came, her face was ugly."

Guan Tong smiled and didn't speak, A Miao said in a low voice again: "The book is full of great principles, and a young genius who has read a lot of books should know how to repay her kindness. I helped her talk before! I'll go Tell her so that Aunt Wang will not target you."

Guan Tong's heart warmed up, she didn't expect that the little girl was still thinking about herself.

Although the people in this deep palace are sinister, there are also good people.She rubbed A Miao's little head, and said softly: "It's okay. I don't care."

In this world, righteousness is always a dog slaughterer, and reading is mostly a heartless person.Guan Tong didn't tell A Miao about this truth.

As the days passed by so slowly, Wang Jiaohua still looked at people with her nostrils, and Guan Tong didn't care. If Wang Jiaohua gave her a look, she would give him a supercilious look.Guan Tong will naturally not be afraid if he uses language to run on him.She knows very well that it is useless to shrink back and endure when dealing with wicked people. It will only make the other party think that you are easy to bully, and thus treat you more excessively.

This day it was A Miao Xiumu's turn, and she came to Guan Tong excitedly early in the morning.Guan Tong yawned. She ironed until late last night, which was considered as overtime for social animals. Shangguan took pity on their hard work and specially let them sleep a little longer today.

I didn't expect A Miao to come so fast.Guan Tong yawned and nodded his head three times when he heard a sentence.Seeing this, A Miao blamed herself a little: "I shouldn't have come so early."

"Nothing, I'm just not used to it." Guan Tong replied, she was telling the truth.As a modern person, Guan Tong is also a young man who used to stay up all night, but she got sick early and had to work and rest regularly.When I got here, I followed the law of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, and I was a little unaccustomed to working overtime suddenly.

A Miao was young, and when she heard Guan Tong's comfort, she believed it was true, and quickly put it aside, saying excitedly: "Sister A Jiang, let's go to the Inner Literature Museum today, the little genius is thinking of me, and he sent a letter saying that he would Let’s talk. I want to find a way out, and it would be best if I can help in the Inner Literature Museum.”

The Literary Museum is a place for gentlemen, with limited physical labor, so it can be regarded as a good place.After thinking about it, Guan Tong understood, she nodded, "Wait for me to clean up."

"I'll help you!" A Miao said hastily.She has already seen Guan Tong's untidy appearance, and now the place she is going to is full of bachelors and literati, so she can't be rude and attract disgust.

Guan Tong did not refuse.She has a good idea of ​​how much she has.

A Miao was quick and dexterous, and the two dressed quickly. Guan Tong took out a silver hairpin from his cage, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and said, "Let's go."

The two walked forward, and now the heat is gradually rising, and the willows are Yiyi, the air is full of water vapor and heat.The palace people are in a hurry, they maintain the operation of the entire palace, they are busy from morning to night.

The sound of reading came from afar, and the voices were not all immature.But the sound of reading itself is full of vigor, Guan Tong squinted his eyes slightly, thinking of his previous study career, thinking of those morning readings that accompanied him day and night.The literature museum looks like it is also full of kindness.

"In addition to Neifang, there are also people coming from Waifang. There are still girls who are waiting to be selected, ladies from aristocratic families. I have to be responsible for teaching these people. This is not a small number. We are short of manpower."

Voices came.

A Miao hurriedly stopped, not daring to go forward, Guan Tong also stopped, but unlike A Miao looking down at her own toes, Guan Tong couldn't help but look around to see what the fabled Inner Literature Museum was like. What does it look like.

In front of the big house with wide eaves stands a green pine stone tablet, and further ahead is a small square paved with blue bricks, surrounded by gravel.Surrounded by a circular corridor, you can walk along the corridor from the gate to the Inner Literature Museum.And Guan Tong and the others are at the gate.

As for the person who spoke, Guan Tong also knew someone, it was Zhou Xueshi whom he had seen that day, and standing beside him was Lu Wuniang, who was wearing a schoolboy uniform.The person talking to Xueshi Zhou was over half a hundred years old, but his expression was gentle, and he nodded from time to time.

"What's Wu Niang thinking?" Xueshi Zhou asked suddenly.

Lu Wuniang also seemed to be taken aback, she blinked, then bowed and said: "I think that you can choose someone who has achieved success in the palace school as a teaching assistant." She straightened up and talked eloquently, "As far as I know, The sage ordered the construction of a literary museum, and many palace people read and read at an early age, and they have all the four books and five classics. Although it can’t compare with the Zanying family, it is more than enough to educate the barbarians.”

"It makes sense, time is tight, and we don't have to look far away." The older man nodded and asked kindly, "Then how do we choose?"

"Since it is to educate others, it must not damage the face in the palace. Losing the face in the palace is losing the face of a saint. I think it is best to conduct a collective assessment to prevent cheating and using power for personal gain."

Guan Tong swears, she saw Lu Wuniang blinking at her! !

The author has something to say:

Accounting belongs to the subordinates of Shanggong: the post of Shanggong, the course of taking charge of women's merits, and the officials of the four divisions of the chief division system, Sizhen, Sicai, and Siji.The chief tailor of clothes.Si Zhen is in charge of treasures.Si Caizhang is in charge of the brocade thread.The accountant is in charge of clothing, food, and firewood.There are two planners, and they are six grades.There are two people in Dianji, and they are seven grades.There are two people in charge, and they are eight grades.Two female historians.

The post of Gongzheng is in charge of orders, corrections, bans, and punishments.Sizheng, Dianzheng Zuozhi.

That's why Guan Tong said to go to Gong Zheng's.

Inside the Literature Museum, among the female officials, there are scholars of literature who are bachelors, and are in charge of teaching concubines, palace officials, cultural books, etc.

The long corridor of the Inner Literature Museum is based on the appearance of Horyuji Temple. If you want to see it, just leave a message, and I will throw it on Weibo for everyone to see.

Weibo name is: Youzai Piaoqi