readsfreenovel Chapter 304 Reading Memorials
Chapter 304 Reading Memorials
After the court session, Ying Wuyou, clutching his meticulously prepared memorial and detailed plan, hurried towards the side hall of Zhangtai Palace. Upon entering, he saw the King of Qin reading the memorial, his expression dignified.
Ying Wuyou quickly stepped forward, respectfully bowed to the King of Qin, and then presented him with the memorial and proposal he had painstakingly written. The King of Qin accepted the thick stack of papers Ying Wuyou handed him. He first glanced at them briefly, then picked up one of them and began to study it carefully, word by word.
The King of Qin's gaze was fixed on every word on the paper, his concentration inspiring awe. As time ticked by, the entire hall became eerily quiet; even the slightly rapid heartbeats of those present, born of tension, seemed clearly audible.
After a long while, the King of Qin finally put down the paper he had finished reading, and then slowly placed the remaining papers aside one by one. After doing this, the King of Qin raised his head, his eyes deep and thoughtful, and at the same time extended his right index finger to gently tap the armrest of the throne.
"Hmm..." The King of Qin coughed lightly, breaking the long-suppressed silence, and said, "The content of your memorial is far too cumbersome and lengthy, making it difficult for anyone to understand at a glance. I have some other memorials submitted by other ministers here. Take them and study them carefully, and learn how others write them."
Upon hearing this, Ying Wuyou's face showed a hint of embarrassment, but he still quickly replied, "Your subject knows that there are many shortcomings in the memorial I wrote this time. After all, this is the first time in my life that I have written a memorial, and I still lack some experience. Please forgive me, Father."
The King of Qin shook his head and said earnestly, "Your memorial is not only too long, but it is also written entirely in plain and simple language. Now that you are no longer going to school, you should read more poetry and classics to improve your writing skills. Otherwise, when many complex memorials are presented to you in the future, you may not even be able to understand them!"
Ying Wuyou's lips curled up slightly, his face beaming with a smile, and he said softly, "Your subject truly finds vernacular language very convenient."
Upon hearing this, the King of Qin's face darkened, and he replied sternly, "Writing memorials in vernacular is utterly improper! You must diligently study orthodox writing style." With that, he handed several memorials to Ying Wuyou.
Looking at the stack of memorials in the King of Qin's hands, Ying Wuyou felt a little uneasy and timidly asked, "Father, is it inappropriate for me to look at these memorials?"
Upon hearing this, the King of Qin frowned deeply and asked with displeasure, "What's wrong with it?"
Ying Wuyou looked worried and replied in a low voice, "If the ministers in the court knew about this, they would probably scold me."
The King of Qin stared intently at Ying Wuyou, his gaze sharp, and pressed, "Are you afraid of being scolded by others?"
Ying Wuyou shrank back and quickly replied, "Of course I'm afraid."
The King of Qin shook his head helplessly, sighed deeply, and slowly said, "You have already offended most of the ministers in the court. They probably curse you countless times in their hearts. Do you really care about adding another curse to your name?"
Upon hearing this, Ying Wuyou secretly glanced at the King of Qin, then silently extended both hands and took the memorial from the King of Qin, muttering softly, "Well... alright."
Ying Wuyou sat upright at the table, holding a memorial presented by someone else, her gaze focused intently on the dense text. However, this seemingly short memorial took her a considerable amount of time and effort, because the classical Chinese used in it was far too difficult for her to understand.
She meticulously deciphered the memorial, pausing occasionally to reflect. When she couldn't understand something, she asked the system to consult relevant classical texts to aid her understanding of obscure words and complex sentence structures. A considerable amount of time passed in this manner, but Ying Wuyou still hadn't fully grasped the document.
Seeing this, the King of Qin, who had been observing from the side, couldn't help but frown slightly. He asked, "At this rate, when will you be able to finish reading all the memorials?" Hearing his father's question, Ying Wuyou quickly raised his head, a hint of embarrassment on his face.
Her eyes darted around as she tried to defend herself, saying, "Father, I think there's too much nonsense in these memorials! A lot of the content is just irrelevant and tedious words, which is why I'm reading them so slowly."
Upon hearing this, the King of Qin's face darkened, and he said sternly, "You simply haven't read enough books. Now that you are the Director of the Coal Transportation Bureau, handling government affairs is your duty. From now on, you must come to the Zhangtai Palace every day to review the memorials for an hour without fail!"
Upon hearing this, Ying Wuyou's eyes widened immediately, and he hurriedly retorted, "Father, I am really busy every day, how could I have so much time to read memorials? This is absolutely unacceptable!"
However, the King of Qin was determined and remained unmoved. He waved his hand dismissively and said, "If you are busy, you can delegate some tasks to your subordinates. This will also provide them with opportunities to hone their skills. This matter is settled and there is no need for further discussion!"
Faced with the King of Qin's resolute attitude, Ying Wuyou knew she couldn't change the decision, so she could only nod helplessly and reply, "Yes, Your Majesty, I will obey your will." Although she was inwardly groaning, she could only obediently accept the arrangement and prepare to face the days ahead filled with tedious memorials.
Next, Ying Wuyou sat upright in the Zhangtai Hall, engrossed in reading the thick stack of memorials. Her reading speed was remarkably slow, a world apart from the Qin King's rapid scrolling through the memorials beside her. Often, while the Qin King had already finished reading a dozen or so memorials, Ying Wuyou had only turned a few pages of hers. This enormous difference made Ying Wuyou feel immense pressure and frustration.
Time passed slowly, and after a full hour, the King of Qin finally noticed Ying Wuyou, who was listless and yawning beside him. So, the King of Qin waved his hand, signaling that Ying Wuyou could leave.
Ying Wuyou stood up as if granted a pardon and hurried out of Zhangtai Palace. As soon as she stepped outside, she took a deep breath of the cool, fresh air, as if exhaling all the oppression and fatigue that had accumulated inside. Then, she shook her head vigorously, trying to shake off the dense, chaotic text of memorials from her mind. Having composed herself, Ying Wuyou headed straight for the Imperial Medical Bureau.