Discipline traitor husband

Chapter 195 Seeing Things You Shouldn't See (3)
The headmaster was slightly startled, then smiled.

"Brother Fu." Gao Yuanzhi watched the master leave, and waved to Bu Youran.

Bu Youran was quite familiar with him, and walked over, but she didn't dare to show too much emotion, for fear that he would see his flaws.

"Brother Fu, I'm afraid our life will be even more difficult in the future." Gao Yuanzhi sighed.

"What's wrong?" Bu Youran was already prepared.

"Hey, Liu Jiwen was also transferred to Quanzhou yesterday to be a magistrate. This month, five people have left, and you and I are left in the Imperial Academy." Gao Yuan said sadly.

"I thought you were from the capital, so you should be promoted earlier." Bu Youran asked doubtfully.

Gao Yuan smiled wryly, "Although I have the advantage in the capital, it really doesn't matter. There is only one uncle, who is the housekeeper of the university scholar's mansion." He leaned closer and whispered, "You don't have much to do with walking around?"

Seeing him so close, Bu Youran couldn't help but retreat, "What do I have? It's just a white body."

Gao Yuanzhi said helplessly, "I knew that I shouldn't have chosen this path. I heard that the longest working person in the Imperial Academy was two years. If you and I were really like this, those who were in the same class as us would have already married wives outside Give birth to children, wealth rises to heaven, the distance between you and me is getting bigger and bigger, and one day we will meet each other, and I feel very ashamed."

Bu leisurely bowed his head and remained silent.

After all, she is not the one who has the final say in front of her. The official career is exactly as he said, and it is definitely more difficult for those without background.

No wonder Fushan couldn't help it...

Let’s say that this day seems normal, but in fact the workload is astonishing. Now only she and Gao Yuanzhi can complete the work of ten people in the past. She was so tired that she almost vomited. You have to stick your chest to your back until it gets dark before leaving.

After Bu Youran went back, his body seemed to be falling apart, and he felt pain when he turned his head a little.

However, there is one advantage, falling asleep as soon as you lean on the pillow, and you will have no dreams until dawn.

Seven days passed like this, when it was about to leave that day, it happened to be raining lightly, Bu Youran thought of the makeup on his face, so he had to stay in the Imperial Academy for a while, and he wanted to wait for the rain to stop before leaving. The rain is getting bigger and bigger.

In desperation, I flipped through the recorded books in the editorial hall of the Hanlin Academy, picked out a random one, and found that it was about the daily life of Emperor Guangjing, ranging from what time he went to the toilet every day to what he had done since he ascended the throne. Big things, etc., etc., Bu Youran regarded this daily life book as a biography, and it was very interesting to read. After about an hour, I had roughly finished reading it. I got up and wanted to put it back on the shelf but forgot where it was. After looking around, I accidentally saw the Prime Minister's Daily Record.

Bu Youran was very surprised. After all, the Hanlin Academy always only remembered the royal family, but now it also added the prime minister's. This shows Chu Jinyu's status in the Guangjing Dynasty.

Bu Youran's heart was filled with curiosity, she picked up the Prime Minister's Daily Life from the shelf, her fingers were trembling with excitement, but when she turned to the first page, her expectations were suddenly dashed.

blank……

The second page is still blank.

Page three, blank...

……

The whole daily life is just a skin, but it has no content?
Bu Youran doesn't understand, since you don't plan to record it, why do you have to set up a separate book?
She was becoming less and less aware of what these people below were thinking, or maybe, it was just a cosmetic project.

Bu Youran inserted the scroll back to its original place, still holding the emperor's daily life record in his hand, searched around again, and finally put it back in its original place. leave.

(End of this chapter)