In the Three Kingdoms period, the opening scene features the killing of Huang Gai, shocking Zhou Yu!

Eight hundred volumes of official documents.

an afternoon.

All approved.

Those clerks whose names were marked "Get out" by Zhao Yu,

While shedding tears, she rewrote it according to the "six requirements".

Don't say it.

Really fragrant.

In the past, it would take more than three thousand words to explain "the pig ran away".

Now it can be done in just a dozen words.

What to do with the rest of the time?

Go home, drink, sleep.

The sense of happiness of civil servants in the Han Dynasty

It skyrocketed.

But there will always be a couple of bad apples.

Yang Xiu.

They returned to the Yang family home.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

If they won't approve my leave request, fine.

"vulgar!"

"This is an insult to scholarship!"

"To write articles like account books is the work of merchants! How can this be the work of a great man?"

Yang Xiu grew angrier the more he thought about it.

He lost face at the Prime Minister's residence and was thoroughly humiliated by Zhao Yu.

I simply can't swallow this insult.

A direct confrontation?

impossible.

That's a rogue, Cao Cao's vicious dog.

This situation,

You have to play dirty tricks.

Standing on the moral high ground,

Suppress him to death with a thousand years of traditional etiquette.

It was so heavy it made him feel suffocated.

then.

Yang Xiu wrote several letters overnight.

They sent it to the residences of several respected senior officials in the court.

In particular, one of them was the Grand Master of Ceremonies, who was in charge of rites and music.

……

Court meeting.

Emperor Xian of Han sat on his throne.

My eyes are a bit dark.

He's been staying up late these past few days.

It wasn't for approving memorials; that was the responsibility of the prime minister and his colleagues.

It was for compiling a book.

After Zhao Yu made the suggestion, he resolved to become a Great Wall of culture.

As for the government?

Let Cao Cao do whatever he wants.

If it weren't for the lack of legal justification, he would even have wanted to hand over the imperial seal to Cao Cao.

Cao Cao was resting with his eyes closed at the bottom of the steps.

Zhao Yu, now serving as the Chief Clerk, stands behind Cao Cao.

What was said was that a commotion broke out in the queue.

Wang Taichang.

With a "plop".

He knelt in the center of the main hall.

"His Majesty!"

"Old minister... I have a report to report!"

Liu Xie was still unaware of what was going on.

These days, the morning court sessions are just a formality.

To get to know them.

"Your Majesty...My dear Minister, what is the matter that has caused you such alarm?"

"Your Majesty!"

"The cultural lineage of the Han Dynasty is about to be severed!"

"Zhao Yu, the Chief Secretary of the Prime Minister's Office, has arbitrarily altered ancient systems and abolished traditional etiquette!"

"He forcibly ordered that all official documents must not quote classical texts or use archaic language; they must be written in... vernacular Chinese!"

"They even stipulated something like... 'six requirements'!"

He cried and banged his head on the ground.

That's an old trick used by intellectuals.

"'Who, where, what are they doing'... Listen to this, is this even human language?"

"This is like interrogating a criminal!"

"The beauty of an article lies in its spirit and its subtlety!"

"Zhao Yu's actions have turned a great man of the Han Dynasty into a mere accountant! A crude and uncouth brute!"

"If this continues, what will become of the teachings of the sages? What will become of the dignity of Confucianism?"

"We beg Your Majesty and the Prime Minister to depose Zhao Yu and abolish the new regulations, so as to set things right!"

As Wang Taichang wept,

A large group of people immediately knelt down behind them.

It was all arranged by Yang Xiu overnight.

Although Yang Xiu himself hid at the very back.

Head down.

Pretend this has nothing to do with him.

Emperor Xian of Han was in a real bind.

He looked at the group of old men below.

Then I looked at Zhao Yu, who was picking at his fingers.

Zhao Yu is the Prime Minister's man.

He was also the one who suggested that he revise the book.

"This..." Liu Xie was in a dilemma.

He wasn't interested in Zhao Yu's reforms.

But I don't want to offend those old fogies because of this.

After all, his book wasn't finished yet.

We still need these people to polish it up.

"My dear Wang, you're exaggerating..."

"The reform of official documents is also for... that..."

Liu Xie couldn't continue editing.

"Your Majesty! You can't do this!"

When Wang Taichang saw that Liu Xie wanted to smooth things over, he cried even harder.

"If the new regulations are not abolished, this old minister... this old minister will kill himself by crashing into this pillar today!"

He would rather die than submit to this admonition! This is a decisive move.

No one spoke.

Waiting for Cao Cao's reaction.

Cao Cao opened his eyes, his eyes filled with disgust.

He waved.

Someone brought in several scrolls of bamboo slips from outside.

Cao Cao walked up to Wang Taichang.

He threw the bamboo slips in front of him.

The howling stopped.

"Prime Minister...?"

Do you recognize this?

Wang Taichang trembled:

"This...this is..."

"This is Prefect Lu's memorial to the throne, written a few months ago."

Five thousand words.

"A full five thousand words!"

Cao Cao suddenly erupted,

"I had just returned from the campaign in Xiliang at that time."

"He watched for half an hour!"

"It turned out to be a turtle at the very end."

"What words are engraved on it?"

"The rest is all nonsense!"

"It's all 'auspicious purple clouds coming from the east,' and 'auspicious clouds gathering in the north!'"

"What's the use?"

"You keep talking about 'refined' and 'cultural tradition'."

"I ask you."

"Now the north is just pacified, the Western Liang has just been subdued, Jiangdong has not yet conquered Jingzhou, Yizhou, Hanzhong, and so many other places are still unconquered!"

"I deal with important military and national affairs every day, why should I spend several hours listening to your pointless whining?"

"Is what you've written an official document?"

"It's so long and tedious!"

Cao Cao kicked the bamboo slips on the ground away:

"I think Chief Clerk Zhao's method is excellent!"

"Who? Where? What are they doing? Everything must be crystal clear!"

"With the time saved, I can approve dozens more memorials! How much time can be saved!"

That felt great!

Cao Cao never thought of that.

One day I can freely curse them like this.

They still pointed their fingers and cursed.

"Starting today!"

"If anyone dares to write this kind of nonsense to me again..."

"Anyone who dares to use 'saint' as a shield again..."

"I'll send him to sweep the streets of Xuchang!"

"Go learn from the common people what it means to speak properly!"

"Get back to reality!"

Wang Taichang, who just said he was going to bang his head against a pillar.

Now they've huddled together.

I didn't dare to breathe loudly.

Sweeping the streets.

A high-ranking official like yourself is sweeping the streets?

I'd rather be dead.

Yang Xiu hid behind the crowd.

He swallowed hard.

He hadn't expected that Cao Cao harbored such deep resentment.

This is hardly an insult to Wang Taichang.

This is clearly an insult to those who like to quote classical texts.

Zhao Yu, who was watching the show from the sidelines,

The atmosphere has been built up to this extent.

They have to come out and show their skills, right?

He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket.

He walked up to Wang Taichang and squatted down.

"My lord."

"Don't cry."

"Let's wipe it."

"Tears have ruined his beard; that's truly unsightly."

Wang Taichang subconsciously took the handkerchief.

I also want to say "thank you".

Zhao Yu put it away and became businesslike.

"However, sir."

"In accordance with the 'six requirements' recently implemented by the Prime Minister's residence."

"Your tearful complaint just now."

"Who? You."

"Where? The imperial court."

"What are you doing? Crying."

"Why? Because I don't want to revise official documents."

"How? Run your head against a pillar."

Zhao Yu shook his head.

"The cause and effect are clear."

"but……"

"What you're doing is 'emotional catharsis'."

"Lack of 'substantial content'."

"And it wasted the time it takes for His Majesty and the Prime Minister to burn an incense stick."