At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Chu Chen walked out of the queue leisurely, twitching the corners of his lips and saying with a smile: "The food in Guanglu Temple is indeed not very delicious."

"According to Master Fan, I am no longer a gentleman."

The old foxes in scarlet robes in front silently promoted Xie Yuheng, the new top scholar, in His Majesty's heart.

King Rui is used to being idle, playing with cats and walking dogs.

I'm speaking out for Xie Yuheng today. Maybe it's because His Majesty gave some orders in private.

This was really an injustice to Chu Chen. The emperor had a kitchen with a small stove, but he didn't.

If it is the morning of the dynasty, he will eat the food of Guanglu Temple just like the ministers.

The food ingredients at Guanglu Temple are diverse and colorful. It's a pity that they all have the same taste - a taste so unpleasant that it makes you want to hang yourself from a rafter.

"this......"

Fan Hong, the minister of Guanglu Temple, was sweating profusely and racking his brains to think of how to explain so as not to offend King Rui.

Chu Heng glanced at Fan Hong lightly and said, "Since Xie Qing has this intention, I will directly ask someone to go to Guanglu Temple tomorrow to order the mao."

"You also want me to have a taste of the cooking skills recommended by the Number One Scholar."

Xie Yuheng responded, and the monarch and his ministers discussed strategies to increase revenue and reduce expenditure.

When asked and answered, the nine-year-old was not afraid of the situation at all, and spoke clearly and logically.

Fan Hong could only return to the team angrily. He could not touch the talent of the new champion for the time being.

But... no one can know about the good things my brother-in-law has done.

As the monarch and his ministers finished speaking, Ye Zhongliang finally read out the last name of the top three in a hoarse voice.

Ritual music was played inside and outside the hall again, and the master of ceremonies loudly said: "The new Jinshi is saluting——"

Xie Yuheng lifted his robe in greeting, and the moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to see five hundred years ago.

The young man who only loves blue robes ascends to the Emperor's Hall, establishes the world for all people, and turns the tide to save the country and the people...

But in the end, he was persecuted and his body was separated.

The Qi Dynasty is dead, Chi Gou deserves to die!

I think my father should have received the letter at this time. The taste of this dirty water is also for the Chi family to have a taste of.

After seeing the ceremony, the Jinshi were led out of the hall by officials from the Ministry of Rites.

The first three people came out from the Taiji Gate. As for the second and third grade scholars, they could only be led by the officials of Honglu Temple through the East and West Pavilion Gates.

Even the doorway in the center of Chengtianmen that was closed in the past was now open.

Xie Yuheng, wearing a bright red robe and a black gauze hat with gold flowers, walked at the front with square steps.

The small body seemed to contain a huge light, which made it difficult for people to look directly at it. Chi Song silently looked away.

It's ridiculous that I had tried to overpower him earlier. Although I didn't know the answers to his palace examination, just above the main hall, His Majesty was 100% satisfied with the Jiangling Marquis.

Not to mention Xie Yuheng's examination paper, everything he thought about was something he had never heard of or seen.

He was a child prodigy at the age of one, passed the county examination by memorizing the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of five, and won the first prize in the new subject at the age of nine with six yuan. Jingzhou's prodigy lived up to his reputation.

Looking at Shihe, I thought that only the twelve-year-old Gan Xiang could be better than him.

He, Chi Song, is indeed not as good as the Marquis of Jiangling... Besides, he has no weaknesses anymore.

......

After walking through Chengtianmen Street, we exited through the middle door of Zhuque Gate.

There were already officials from Honglu Temple waiting nearby holding a sign saying "No. 1 Scholar" and "No. 1 Scholar", as well as an ceremonial umbrella unique to the No. 1 Scholar.

But as soon as Xie Yuheng came out, two slaves in black clothes led a white horse forward.

It's just that this horse is really too tall for the nine-year-old new champion, and no one is as tall as the horse...

It's not that the people in the Ministry of Rites didn't think carefully. The Yunnan horse has short legs, but it looks clumsy and dull. It’s really not worthy of their top pick who won six yuan!

The two Zaoli were about to step forward and lift the new champion man onto the horse, when Xie Yuheng made an unnecessary gesture.

She didn't want to lose face when someone picked her up in public!

Xie Yuheng stretched out his hand and ran it along his mane soothingly. After a while, Baima obediently lowered his head and started to rub her head affectionately.

"good."

After Xie Yuheng dodged, he held the reins tightly, mounted the stirrups with his strength, and jumped onto his horse neatly. Suddenly there was a sound of applause from all around.

"it is good!"

"Ah - the Marquis of Jiangling is so handsome, sister, I'm waiting for you to grow up!"

"No, no, aren't you here to see Mr. Chi? You are too fickle."

"The Marquis of Jiangling looks at me. The third female student is holding gold bricks, while I am holding three big gold bricks!"

"Zai Zai, Auntie set up a longevity plaque for you at Jianfu Temple. Zai Zai wants to live a long life—"

Xie Zhushu, who was following at the end of the top three teams, also had his eyes shining and murmured: "Master, this is pretty cool."

"You are all from the same clan, how come Xie Mingli got second place?"

"Someone has good things hidden and given to their brothers. You really sold them to others and paid for them."

A Jinshi next to him said angrily, as if he was trying to defend Xie Zhushu.

The only pair of eyes filled with jealousy revealed his desire to replace him.

Xie Zhushu glanced at him. This man seemed to understand what his sister was talking about. He was a person who was bitten by a mad dog and could not be cured.

It's really strange that if you don't do well in the exam, you don't look for the reasons from yourself, but blame others.

The team in front moved slowly, and flags and drums opened the way. Xie Yuheng rode at the front of the Jinshi team, accompanied by an ceremonial umbrella, which was very majestic.

People all over the city rushed out to watch it early in the morning. At this moment, the spacious Zhuque Street was packed with people.

Xie Yuheng stretched out his hand to catch the early peach thrown by his aunt, and heard someone muttering: "Why is this Tanhualang not as good-looking as the second best?!"

The distance between Yijia and the three of them was not very far. If she could hear it, Chi Song could naturally hear it too. They were really at home.

The young scholar in red clothes rides a white horse with a silver saddle, and two slaves in black clothes follow him. There is a peaceful scene everywhere.

The Vientiane State delegation, accompanied by officials from the Ministry of Rites and Household Affairs, hid behind the human wall.

Ba Yufeng, the envoy of Vientiane, was infected by the lively atmosphere and sighed: "Daliang is really a vast land, rich in resources, and full of talents. Our Wanxiang can't compare."

"Then, why don't we find a teahouse and continue discussing the trade between the two countries?"

Bayu Feng looked eagerly at Dai Ji, the right minister of the Ministry of Revenue. During the meeting, Daliang's ministers mentioned a few things about the caravan.

Then he talked about the time and what kind of ceremony was going to be held, and kept silent about it, but it made him anxious.

Although the domestic locust plague in Vientiane has passed for several years, there are new locusts hatching every year.

The crops are still growing in the ground but are still buds. If you are not careful, they will be eaten by you again.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be like plucking the hair from the tiger’s butt and robbing the beams.

"Hey, don't be in a hurry."

"It's almost noon. I'll take you to Dongshi to try the delicacies of my Daliang."

Dai Ji stroked his long beard and refused to answer the Wanxiang envoy's words. "Lord Bayu doesn't know. This caravan thing was a wonderful idea brought up by the scholar in red just now."

"Oh? I heard that the number one scholar in your country is only nine years old this year. He is really a genius."