The sky is slightly hazy, and there are no court gatherings all year round during the Tianbao period. The birdsong and breeze in the early morning make everything look leisurely and beautiful. Full version 520.

 Chen Xilie had already played a set of five-animal tricks in the courtyard and was sweating slightly. He sat in the hall and let the maids comb his hair and massage the acupuncture points on his forehead to brighten his eyesight, dispel wind, and prevent headaches and tinnitus.

It is precisely because of such careful maintenance over the years that even though he is over fifty years old, he does not have too many gray hairs.

"Which gate will your husband sit at today?" his wife Wei asked, preparing to arrange a groom.

Chen Xilie closed his eyes and thought for a while, then sighed: "Go to the Secretary's Office."

This is strange, I usually don’t go there once a month, so how can I go there these two days in a row?”

 “A Bi Mawen is here, I have to keep him under guard and don’t cause any more trouble.”

  What is Bi Ma Wen? "

“Ah, I know!” the little grandson playing in the hall shouted loudly: “Sun Wukong should not be Bi Mawen, but should be the Monkey King and cause havoc in the Heavenly Palace!”

Chen Xilie laughed and scolded: "Little naughty boy, are you peeking at my book?"

“No, my grandson heard the story from my sister. She also said she wanted to marry the number one scholar.”

 “Go away, a monkey that cannot be chained is not likely to be married.”

 Chen Xilie sent his grandson away, picked up the clothes in a leisurely manner, and got up to go to the office. Mr. Wei followed behind and hissed: "Oh, how could we be so busy in the past? My husband must have worked too hard."

　　At the hour when the secretary was in charge, the handymen, craftsmen, and calligraphers had already arrived, and they were working in an orderly manner. Going around to the official explanation at the back, officials were still coming one after another.

In the middle hall, Lingheng and several envoys to the Tang Dynasty were busy copying books again, while Jiang Jiangming came belatedly. There were more than ten fruit trees in the back courtyard, which were in bloom but had not yet produced fruit. Xiao Yingshi was sitting under the tree, making tea.

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“Supervisor Chen.” The officials saluted one after another.

"No need to be polite." Chen Xilie said with a smile, "Take the scroll and read it, and call me when Xue Bai arrives."

“Back to Supervisor Chen, Principal Xue has arrived and was sewing in the academy just now.

　　“So early?“

Chen Xilie was curious about what Xue Bai was doing in a place where subordinates were waiting, so he went there in person.

When I arrived at Xiu Academy, I saw Xue Bai talking to several craftsmen and calligraphers. One of the calligraphers looked very excited and was talking non-stop.

If you do what the Number One Scholar said, you should be given more monthly salary, right?

“Uncle Yin, this is the truth.” Xue Bai said, “I have to make this request to Supervisor Chen first.”

From a distance, Chen Xilie stopped when he heard this and asked his entourage to call Xue Bai over. "The number one scholar came early. At your age, you should have the same enthusiasm for starting a family."

Jiao Chen is worried about it and has already made arrangements," Xue Bai said.

“Really?” Chen Xilie was quite surprised. He stroked his beard and said with a smile, “I have to be worthy of such a talented person like you, so I won’t be disappointed.”

 “It’s worthy of me. In fact, I am the one who has climbed higher.”

"Okay, okay, young people should listen more to the advice of the elderly." Chen Xilie sighed, "You, after entering the secretarial department, you should take some time to relax. As soon as the news is over, many things will be over. The so-called 'can't bear it,' You cannot make the best of the world."

 Come, I will lead the way for you."

The word "lead the way" means not only the way Xue Bai leads the official affairs, but also the way he intends to lead Xue Bai in the officialdom.

Xue Bai was also very sensible and did not propose to give monthly salary to craftsmen and regular calligraphers at this time.

Today I went directly to the bookstore.

 The Book Pavilion is located in the center of the entire Secretariat Department, just behind the atrium lobby, separated by a fruit grove.

"This is the Secretariat's Secretariat, which is divided into four volumes of the Classics and History Collection. There are twelve study rooms, each with sixteen rows of shelves. Currently, there are 81,789 volumes of books. The complete... ????????.????"

Xue Bai listened to Chen Xilie's talk and looked around. He saw a portrait of Confucius posted on the main door. Immediately, a clerk came forward, saluted Confucius, and slowly opened the door of the bookshelf.

 There are fine dust floating in the morning light, and at the same time, the scent of books comes to my face.

 The volumes of books are lying quietly on the shelf, without saying a word, but they seem to be silently telling the wisdom of the ancestors over a long time.

Chen Xilie didn't rush in. When the dust cleared a little, he stood there and started talking about his achievements again.

“Today, I lead the Secretariat Province with the honor of the Left Prime Minister and restore Lantai’s reputation. But do you know who brought the Secretary Province back to life before me?”

 “He Jian?“

 “What about earlier?”

 “I don’t know.“

Chen Xilie raised his hand, pointed to the courtyard to the west, and said: "That's the Bachelor's College over there. In the fifth year of Kaiyuan, the book envoy Ma Huaisu submitted a letter to reorganize the book catalogue, and sent the Guozi doctors Wei Zhizhang, Wang Yi, Yin Jianxian, Wei Shu, and Yu Qin

, don’t wait for more than 20 famous Confucians to check it.”

Among these famous scholars, Xue Bai only knew Wei Shu and Chen Xilie said: "Ma Huaisu took the lead in cataloging and drafted the 200-volume "Qunshu Sibu Lu". Unfortunately, Ma Huaisu died of illness before it was completed. Later, Yuan Xingchong took over to complete it.

, it’s a pity that the catalog is no longer consistent with the book. Needless to say, I always have regrets and secret thoughts chasing snow.”

Xue Bai looked around and saw that the west courtyard was empty. There were not a few famous scholars compiling books. He couldn't help but ask: "

 Why doesn’t Supervisor Chen continue this matter?”

 Chen Xilie waved his hands lightly, not wanting to answer such an innocent question from the young man, so he put his hands behind his back and led Xue Bai into the library.

"For all four books, there must be three copies, the original, the copy, and the storage copy. The original is for the saints to read; the copy is for rewards and for borrowing by ministers and officials; the storage copy does not need to be said much, just save the copy...

After roughly introducing it, Chen Xilie picked up two volumes of books and handed them to Xue Bai's hands. Both volumes were "Huang Ting Jing".

 “Look, which one is the original and which one is the copy?”

Xue Bai has been watching his movements very seriously and said: "The original and the copies are all made of purple wood as the axis. The original book has a small seal stamped on the seam, and the copy has a bookmark. The storage version uses white wood as the axis?"

“Not bad.” Chen Xilie stroked his beard and looked up at the shelf. Only then did he realize that a lot of copies were missing.

Xue Bai also noticed it and asked: "What is the editor's job to do? Is copying these missing copies?"

 “No need, I’ll copy it by hand in regular script.”

Then you dare to ask me what I should do?"

 Chen Xilie yawned and murmured after a while: "Let's find Ke Dou."

By this time, the two of them had been shopping for two minutes and returned to the Academic Hall of the West Academy. Chen Xilie pointed to the two volumes of "Huang Ting Jing" in Xue Bai's hand and said, "You can just proofread this scripture."

 “I don’t know when it needs to be completed?”

"When?" Chen Xilie seemed sleepy and rarely answered. He only said casually: "No hurry, no rush."

 As he spoke, he yawned again and turned back to his officer to rest.

Xue Bai sat down behind the writing desk, spread out the two volumes of "Huang Ting Jing", glanced at it, and couldn't help being surprised. It was not because of the content, which was nothing more than self-cultivation, but because the handwriting on these two volumes of scripture was so extraordinary.

Liu Taizhen was holding a book and reading it. In fact, she was secretly observing Xue Bai's reaction and smiled at this time.

 It turns out that the original version of "Huang Ting Jing" is Wang Xizhi's small regular script that Chu Sui imitated.

Looking at the copy again, although it was handwritten in regular script by the secretary of the province, there are a few words that were crossed out and rewritten by Yan Zhenqing, the school secretary twelve years ago. This is "looking for Kedou", that is, finding typos and correcting them.

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 “Why hasn’t this copy been given out yet?”

“Because there was still Jixian Yuan and the Secretariat Department was located in the imperial city, it was inconvenient for saints to read books. So Jixian Yuan was established in the Daming Palace to share the responsibility of collecting books.”

"I see."

Xue Bai still compared and proofread the two volumes of books in his hand, while all the officials in the Western Courtyard were making tea, reading, painting, playing chess, or copying books, and everyone was at ease.

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 Chen Xilie also prepared a soft couch among the officials in the Secretariat Department. After sleeping for more than half an hour, he felt more energetic when he woke up.

  After rearranging his clothes, he called over the young watchman and said, "I will have dinner early today. I also got the memorial to be approved by the political hall before returning home."

“Well, let’s arrange a dinner party.”

Another attendant helped Chen Xilie up and said, "My husband has to keep an eye on a ninth-rank official for the past two days. It's really hard.

"It's good if he doesn't cause any trouble. Now that he's in this quiet yamen, he should live in peace for a while."

Thinking that after today’s dinner, the secretaries and governors would leave the office, Chen Xilie went all the way to the middle hall and saw Xue Bai talking with a group of officials.

Jiang Jiangming, Xiao Yingshi and others were all stroking their beards and thinking deeply, but they looked balanced and excited. Of course, he was always like this no matter what happened.

 Chen Xilie stepped forward and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? You know how to eat."

“Chen Jian, Zhuangyuan Lang said that he wanted to write a letter to the saint and increase the number of secretaries and ministers to revive Lantai’s reputation!”

"Not urgent."

Before Chen Xilie could react, a paper manuscript had been handed into his hand.

On the basis of "Records", compile a comprehensive collection of books, "Fanjing Shizi", a collection of books from hundreds of schools of thought, astronomy, geography,

Medicine and skills are all compiled in one book; secondly, instead of being provided to ministers and officials for borrowing, the copies of the secretarial department's books are better to be made available to the Imperial College, students and disciples from various states, and even to the world's eager to learn, so that they can be used to their fullest extent.

Thirdly, I once offered "movable type printing" to the saint, but it may be useless elsewhere. The secretary can have a set of printing templates. In addition to printing ancient books, he can also print the saint's edicts to the subordinates and promote my Tang Dynasty articles.

The prosperity...
To be continued...