"I'll introduce you to me. This is Xu Xiu, a Jinshi of Ding Wei, and a native of Songjiang Prefecture, Nanzhili!" Zhu Dashou hurried forward and introduced to the three of them solemnly.

Although he was just entering the officialdom, Lin Weiran could not be considered a real rookie. Just because of Zhu Dashou's reaction and what he said, he could already infer something.

This short and fat man, about forty years old, has a very deep qualification and belongs to the old man from the Hanlin Academy. Zhu Dashou bit the "Songjiang Mansion" more seriously, which is obviously a key point. Mr. Xu Ge is also a person from Songjiang Mansion, and the two are likely to have a relationship.

"I've seen Lord Xu!" Lin Qian seemed calm. Even though he guessed that the other party had the support of Master Xu, he still gave the greeting without being humble or arrogant.

"Haha... the new top scholar is really a handsome talent, and you two are not bad either!" Xu Yuanping seemed very friendly, and then said heroically to the three of them: "Since you have entered our Hanlin Academy, you will be a family. If you encounter any things you don't understand in the future, you can ask me, my brother! I will definitely not be stingy if you can guide you!"

"Thank you brother!" Mao Dunyuan bowed gratitude.

Lin Junran exchanged a look with Xu Wei, revealing a bit of helplessness. He bowed to Xu Yuanping, and spit out the word "thank you" in his mouth, but the "brother" did not spit it out.

Although Xu Yuanping's qualifications are indeed at the forefront, it is a bit far-fetched to be their "brother", especially Lin Weiran, who is also a Hanlin editor.

Xu Yuanping felt good about himself, and still acted like a "brother" and briefly introduced other officials, and then ordered Zhu Dashou to lead three newcomers to meet the officials.

On the right side of the repair and inspection hall is the information room that stores historians' classics, and on the left is a large office area. The seat of the historian is in front and the small seat of the clerk is behind, and the small conference hall next door is connected.

Lin Xuran was led to the meeting hall by Zhu Dashou and called all the clerks from the maintenance hall. The clerks bowed to the three Shangguans sitting on the seats.

The officials and officials of the Ming Dynasty were separated. Officials were from juren and jinshi, while officials were from students or scholars. When officials met officials, even if they were students, they would need to kneel down at the ceremony.

After the officials finished kneeling and worshiping, Zhu Dashou pointed at the clerk standing in the two rows in front and said, "The court stipulates that you have a clerk for your service. You can choose one of these two rows of clerks!"

Lin Weiran immediately understood that this was equivalent to selecting a secretary. The standard for a good secretary was naturally "the secretary had something to do, and the secretary had nothing to do." It was just obvious that this was the officialdom and there was no such a beautiful option.

When they found that Xu Wei and Mao Dunyuan were both looking at him with a smile, they bowed to the two of them without hesitation and said, "Then I will choose first!"

"Please!" Xu Wei and Mao Dunyuan returned the favor, so naturally they would not compete with him, Shangguan.

Lin Qingran looked at the officials in the front two rows, ranging from twenty to fifty years old, with young people full of excitement and dejected old men.

Sun Jixiang is a clerk in the Hanlin Academy's Repair and Inspection Department. He has always been diligent and served waves of noble people.

When he first entered the Hanlin area, he was like other clerks, trying to get along with noble people and change his destiny. However, time erased all this, and hope gradually became a bubble.

At the beginning, a noble man chose him as a specialist clerk, but later the noble man was transferred to the public after a few years. As he grew older, he looked very ordinary, just like the old prostitutes in brothels, and no one wanted to look at him again.

Now that I am standing here for people to choose, it will become a foil for some people, and I can't help but feel sad.

But suddenly, his clothes were pulled. First, he looked at his companion next to him in confusion. His companion's eyes seemed extremely eager. He looked along his companion's gaze and saw the young companion pointing at him.

"What's your name?" Lin Qingran pointed to the little old man in the second row and asked with a smile.

"My name is Sun Jixiang!" Sun Jixiang replied stutteringly with an incredible look.

"Jixiang? Good name! That's him!" Lin Qingran nodded first, then smiled at Zhu Dashou.

Zhu Dashou was slightly stunned for a moment, but he did not expect that Lin Junran actually chose Sun Jixiang, who was not very good-looking. Although this kind of person has experience, he has no vitality and is not as smart as a young man.

"Brother Ruoyu, should you be careful?" Zhu Dashou hesitated for a moment, but chose to persuade him.

"No need, thank you!" Lin Weiran was so excited that she burst into tears when she saw Sun Jixiang, so she naturally couldn't change it.

Compared with the shrewd young people, he was more optimistic about such steady scholars, who were really good at doing things. On the other hand, although those young scholars were smart and energetic, they were stuffed in at such a young age, and they were probably marked by some power, or even the eyes and ears of others.

Mao Dunyuan chose a young clerk, and Xu Wei seemed to have his considerations in this regard and chose a steady and mature clerk.

After selecting exclusive officials, Zhu Dashou brought the three of them back to the official office area and brought them to the official case.

Lin Qingran was in the first row with Xu Yuanping and other Hanlin writers, but it was the closest position inside, that is, the sixth desk in the first row, next to it was Zhu Dashou.

The case seemed to have been cleaned, and the four treasures of the study were already prepared, and everything was good. He placed the location of the inkstone and looked around, and felt a sense of familiarity.

He remembered the situation when he first joined the company in his previous life, which was very similar to now. At that time, he was a newcomer in the workplace, and was both nervous and curious about everything. Now he is a newcomer in the officialdom, but he is more excited in his heart.

However, I also had some common ground in my previous life, that is, I have the passion to do something.

Since there was no specific work, he asked Sun Jixiang to find him a history of the Ming Dynasty and slowly read it. He planned to use this leisure time to gain a deeper understanding of this era.

For example, why did Zheng He go to the West, why did the Ming Baochao decline? The royal family... what gossip?

Just as Lin Qingran was flipping through an interesting Ming history, Xu Yuanping suddenly came to him and handed over an exquisite purple clay teapot with a smile on his lips and said, "Ruoyu, help me make tea! This is the purple clay teapot given to me by Mr. Xu, please be careful!"

As soon as this was said, the entire district case suddenly became silent, and they all looked at them.

Just looking at Lin Weiran with a smile and reached out to pick up the purple clay pot. Although we knew that this was actually a very normal result, everyone couldn't help but sigh.
Chapter completed!