I Have Been in the Yamen All These Years

Name: I Have Been in the Yamen All These Years
Author: Milky Way In The Sky

by Milky Way In The Sky

ongoing Xuanhuan Eastern Fantasy Male Lead

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22Kwords10chapters

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Ch. 10 — I Won't Read This Book Anymore

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About This Novel

[Taking fish + pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger + being a scavenger behind the scenes + knowledge is power] My name is Chu Yun, a time traveler, a former social animal, and my current identity is the manager of the Jiazi Library of the Yingtian Mansion Library in the Wei Dynasty. In human terms, she is a librarian. It's not my fault. I passed the boy's examination at the age of eight and became a scholar at the age of ten. The whole county beat gongs and drums and said that I was a literary star. Then I failed for five years in a row. Child prodigy? Genius? When your opponents have a family secret book and someone from above says hello, you are in trouble. My family owed a lot of debt to support my education, my father was seriously ill, and my mean relatives blocked the door and laughed at me. I gritted my teeth and gave up the exam. Borrowing money and relying on connections, he stuffed himself into the most privileged department of the yamen. There are more rats than people in the library, and the dust is thicker than the case files. The previous manager never got promoted until he died. Everyone said, "Chu Yun's life is over." I think it's pretty good. Check in on time every day, make a cup of the cheapest tea, and fish in the sun. I will not participate in the yamen lila clique, but I will be a transparent person who strives for credit and blame. I even compiled a set of borrowing management regulations for the library, and everyone must follow the rules. This day is peaceful. Until one day, I found a book without a cover at the bottom of a book box that had been bitten by mice. It tells me three things: First, there are qi masters in this world who can fly into the sky, escape from the earth, destroy mountains and reclaim seas. Second, many colleagues in the yamen are not human beings at night. Third, there seems to be something wrong with my physique... I silently stuffed the book into my arms, picked up the teacup, and continued to bask in the sun. After all, I am a librarian. If the sky falls, what does it have to do with me?