Two servings were prepared at a time, which clearly made Chen Xi have a midnight snack when staying up late. Xie Qian's arrangement was also thoughtful. As a young man, Chen Xi and the old Xie Qian were incomparable. Xie Qian might not be hungry for a day after all. Chen Xi was growing up and he was hungry even if he didn't eat a meal.

As soon as Chen Xi finished his meal, it became dark. There were only two people in the room. Of course, Xie Qian would not do anything about the miscellaneous matters, and Chen Xi also needed to do it for lighting candles.

There are no other things in Wenyuan Pavilion. There are many candles. Those who can do the position of Grand Secretary of the Cabinet are all old guys over fifty years old. No matter the major and minor things in the memorial that day, the cabinet always needs people to be on duty. These old guys read the memorial at night and don’t illuminate the room, and they can’t even see clearly.

If one is not bright enough, you need to light a few more. Anyway, the candles are public and there is no need to save money.

Xie Qian held the memorial and looked carefully, looked up from time to time to ask Chen Xi for his opinion, then lowered his head and carefully wrote the words. If he encountered something that was not suitable for his wishes, he would have to delete it until he was satisfied.

Chen Xi was also flipping through the memoirs in the small box of three.

These memorials were submitted to the emperor for approval, and even the emperor and the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet did not see them. Instead, he knew the content first, which made people feel that "the whole world is in his hands."

By the time of the previous update, Xie Qian was no longer able to do it. He picked up a memorial book and read it first. He felt that his mind was messy, so he simply handed it to Chen Xi, asking Chen Xi to give him appropriate suggestions directly, and then wrote a ticket according to the inscription, which was equivalent to handing over the errands to Chen Xi for reviewing the memorial book.

Chen Xi was not vague at all. Xie Qiansheng was experienced and knew the preferences of Emperor Hongzhi and the eunuch of the Silijian. Chen Xi also had his strengths, which was his control over the current situation and interests.

For example, what the court needs now and doesn’t need, whether the local reports are concerned about Emperor Hongzhi, which involves money, food and materials, how to dispatch, how to make the emperor feel satisfied, and how to maximize the interests of the court…

Chen Xi's head was like an encyclopedia. When he seriously took himself into the role of a cabinet minister, he had a level of ability.

Chen Xi would express what Xie Qian could think of, but what Chen Xi thought of might not be what Xie Qian could think of. In the end, Xie Qian felt that it seemed useless to stay in the payroll room, so it would be better to let Chen Xi review the memorial by himself. Not to mention the speed faster, he could also rest.

Before the second day of the second day, Xie Qian stood up and said, "I have been busy with business and am exhausted and cannot support myself. I will leave it to you here. You will write the suggestions on paper and must be put into the memoir and question books. I will get up tomorrow morning and read it. Don't end it too late. There are a lot of memoir and question books here, so you don't have to deal with them all. Choose the important thing! Haha, I'll go and rest first."

He is indeed a cunning old fox. After the explanation, Xie Qian went to the side courtyard behind the duty room, leaving only Chen Xi alone in the room.

Chen Xi can finally sit in Xie Qian's seat to process the memorial, and said to himself: "Old Xie said that I asked me to choose an important solution. Since it is all the memorials from the emperor, which one is important and which one is not important? If I want to screen it, wouldn't I have to read all the memorials? You know how to use people. Here are four or five hundred memorials, when will I see?"

Chen Xi just complained that his ability was completely able to deal with these memoirs.

In the Ming Dynasty, the melody books had a fixed format. Not to mention the complex ones, the number of words in the melody books alone was controlled within 300 words. Even if the number of words was calculated based on the large number, the total number of words was only 150,000.

When Chen Xi first reviewed the articles on Shuntian Prefecture's provincial examination, he read the test paper of 20 to 30 million words in less than ten days. He distinguished the pros and cons from it. It was easy to read two to three million words a day. Now he only read 150,000 words in one night, and the task is not heavy.

When others review articles in the provincial examination, they only read the four books. When Chen Xi reviews the provincial examination papers, they first read them through them, grasp whether the article is in line with the theme, grasp the key points, and then consider the writing style and intention. If these fail, they will be directly brushed down, but if everything is fine, they will continue to go deeper. This must be professional reading training.

Chen Xi read the memoir, and this is basically the process.

But the memorial does not mean that even if you read it, he must quickly grasp the theme of the memorial, make his own judgment, and then write down his own opinions. This process is actually more complicated than reviewing articles in the provincial examination.

After all, the articles in the provincial examination are just a circle and a fork, and this memorial must be written with a pertinent approval opinion. Some also need to record the follow-up process of the six ministries and corporations, which takes extra time.

The night became darker and deeper, but Chen Xi's spirit became stronger and stronger. Until the fifth o'clock drum was ringing outside, he still felt sleepy when he raised his head.

“It’s great to be young.”

Chen Xi stood up, stretched, and was still in good spirits.

The fifth day is the end of Chen Xi’s review of the memorials. Another half hour is the time for the palace gate to open. After all, the Mid-Autumn Festival is not over yet, and the sky is about to be bright during the fifth day.

Although it was dark outside and Chen Xi was ready to leave the palace, he still packed up the memorials and put the corresponding approval notes on all memorials.

In order to make Xie Qian more "convenient", Chen Xi changed his handwriting, imitated Xie Qian's words, and wrote down a ticket. Even if Xie Qian could not rewrite these memorials, he could still send someone to the Silijian.

Chen Xi opened the gate of the courtyard and saw an eunuch in his thirties outside greeting him. The eunuch looked at Chen Xi with a smile and asked, "Mr. Shen, have you not rest yet?"

"Well. When is it?" Chen Xi asked casually.

The eunuch laughed and said, "Just after the fifth update, I won't want to leave the palace, right? It's still early, so it's not too late for you to stay for about half an hour before leaving! Lord Shen, will you send you some ginger tea and breakfast?"

Chen Xi thought to himself that this eunuch is quite good at doing things, so he would send food and drinks early in the morning. He was just an unemployed Hanlin official and stayed in the cabinet. The external statement was that he came to ask Xie Qian's etiquette for praying for blessings in the palace and delayed his time leaving the palace.

Not long after, the eunuch put the refreshment away. According to convention, he should have greeted Chen Xi and informed him of his name, but he did not do so and retreated, as if Chen Xi did not need to remember his contribution.

At this point, the eunuch was very smart, which made people impressed him unconsciously. Chen Xi didn't say much. After drinking hot tea and eating breakfast, his face was slightly hot, but the sequelae of being patient for a night began to appear, and he was a little dazed, but Wenyuan Pavilion was not a place to rest, so he had to rush home to lie down.

When the window was bright outside, Chen Xi thought that the palace gate had almost opened, so he dragged his exhausted body towards the palace gate.

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On this side, Xie Qian slept until midnight before getting up. This was the night he slept the most peacefully. When he woke up and came to the yard of the duty room, he looked through the window at the room with his desk full of his desk and a note-inserted, and felt a little proud.

"It's really my good grandson-in-law. I helped me review all the memorials this night. Now it's my turn to accept the results!"

Xie Qian walked into the duty room and just sat down. He was about to pick up the memoir on the table and look at it. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong, but there was a "rustling" sound coming from behind the screen opposite.

Xie Qian thought to himself: "Is it possible that this kid Chen Xi hasn't left?"

Just as Xie Qian was about to go over and find out, a familiar voice came from behind the screen: "Yu Qiao, is it you?"

Xie Qian immediately closed his eyes and felt the urge to hit the wall with his head. It was Li Dongyang!?

In the past two years, Li Dongyang has rarely come to Wenyuan Pavilion so early. Occasionally, there is a Wu Dynasty, so I have to wait for the Wu Dynasty to begin. Li Dongyang came late. After the Wu Dynasty ended, Li Dongyang would leave the palace or go to Wenyuan Pavilion to take a look, but he couldn't sit for long.

Xie Qian never expected that Li Dongyang would have come here long ago today.

"Brother Binzhi, why are you free?"

Xie Qian walked over and lifted the screen. Li Dongyang stood up from behind the table, holding a memorial book in his hand, looking at the contents of the memorial book.

There were originally screens between the three desks, but Liu Jian and Li Dongyang did not use it before before. Outside the window, Xie Qian's attention was placed on the thick stack of music books on his desk, and he did not notice that the screen had been placed.

Xie Qian's mind was confused: "What should I do? I hope Binzhi is now reading the memorial I reviewed last night. Otherwise, his handwriting was not mine... But the problem is that there are so many memorials, and I don't know how long he has been here, so how can he know nothing?"

Two days ago, Li Dongyang had a small quarrel because Xie Qian made a statement about "stop the war" of the memorial, but the cabinet's Grand Secretary had different political views and could be friends. In addition, Li Dongyang's status in the cabinet was already higher than Xie Qian, so Xie Qian naturally would not be angry. Li Dongyang put down the memorial, raised his head and smiled, "I read the several votes that Yu Qiao had drafted, and I feel so excited!"

The words were praiseworthy, and the smile on Li Dongyang's face was sincere enough, but to Xie Qian's hearing, it seemed that Li Dongyang's words mean something.

Xie Qian thought to himself: "Is Binzhi trying to test me on purpose? Or did he not notice it at all...or what he saw was the ticket I wrote yesterday?"

Li Dongyang handed the memorial to Xie Qian and said, "This morning, His Majesty summoned him, and the Wu Dynasty must be attended. This is the first time that Your Majesty has been ill for a long time. Liu Shaofu will come here later."

Only then did Xie Qian know what was going on.

It turned out that Emperor Hongzhi was going to hold the Wu Dynasty today. I thought that when I came to the Silijian, I should go to various yamen and ministers to convey the news. Xie Qian himself was on the turn of the Wenyuan Pavilion, so it was not surprising that he did not receive the notice.

"I see."

Xie Qian nodded, "It seems that Your Majesty's condition should have improved a lot."

Li Dongyang sighed, "It's not entirely true. Maybe it's because Your Majesty is unable to let go... Last night, Governor Yansui wrote a memorial and went straight into the ban. Without going through the cabinet, do you know this?"

Xie Qian was stunned when asked. He slept soundly last night and left Chen Xi alone in the room to write a ticket. He knew nothing about what the situation was.

ps: The second update!

Last night, the guest came to my house at 9 o'clock and needed to sleep in the study room. The emperor could not continue to write. Today, the emperor had to organize food again and was busy. After that, the customer had to sleep in the study room again, which again led to the emperor's idea of ​​adding more updates going bankrupt!

Well, the emperor has set the explosion time to December 1st, and there will be another guaranteed fifth update at that time. Please support me!

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