[Red Chamber] The imperial examination life of the great master

This morning.

Jia Daishan got up early as usual.

Jia She also got up early today, today is the day of the imperial examination, those Jinshi who are on the list have to enter the palace at Yinshi to learn the rules to deal with in the palace.

Jia Daishan took a look at his clothes and nodded in satisfaction.

The sons of civil and military officials all over the capital are no match for his son.

"Don't be nervous when you enter the palace later." Jia Daishan reminded, holding a teacup in his hand, which contained ginseng tea, and his concerned eyes were clearly visible in the dense heat.

Jia Amnesty's heart warmed, and he said, "My child knows."

He has been waiting these days for the black hand hiding behind the scenes to make a move, or submit a memorial to impeach him, or file a complaint in front of the palace, but these days have been calm, and he knows when he thinks about it, there may be a mountain of swords and fire waiting for today's palace test With him!

However, you have Zhang Liangji, I have a wall ladder!

A sneer appeared on the corner of Jia She's lips.

Perhaps Tu Lu procrastinated for so many days in order to completely make him and the Rongguo Mansion completely unable to turn around, and deliberately waited until the day of the palace examination, but at the same time, Tu Lu also gave him time to think about how to deal with it .

I don't know if Tu Lu and the person who instructed him behind the scenes thought about this.

Three quarters of ugly time.

Carriages rattled loudly on the official roads of the capital.

Soon after.

All the carriages stopped at the gate of the palace.

Get down from the carriage one by one proud juren, some of them may become the pillars of the country, and some may disappear from the crowd, but at this moment, their starting point is the same.

Jia Amnesty got out of the carriage. He was wearing a sky-blue robe with bamboo pattern, and a cloak with a blue silver silk trim behind him. His attire was not very eye-catching, but when he wore it, he showed an elegant and handsome temperament, as if The cold pines on the edge of the cliff are like cold plums in the snow, which makes people feel a little bit more fond of them when they look at them.

"It's a pity." Someone sighed decently: "Such a person did such a thing."

"What a pity, let me tell you, even if someone like him is beheaded by Qiu Hou, his death is not a pity!" Someone said angrily.

"Silence! This is the imperial palace, don't talk too much!" Xiao Huangmen, who was in charge of guiding the way, scolded with a sullen expression.

Everyone quickly shut their mouths, and followed Xiao Huangmen quietly to the side hall to learn the rules.

at the same time.

Zhang Heng held the secret letter in his hand, his face was gloomy. The news in his hand was obtained after a few nails, not only about Feng Dao, but also about the truth about Emperor Jianming's neglect of the prince in recent days!

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, "Xu Chengsong! I underestimated you!"

"My lord, this matter is urgent, please make up your mind quickly." Seeing that he was very angry, his subordinates hurriedly reminded him.

Zhang Heng took a few deep breaths, and with his hands behind his back, he paced back and forth in the room.

In this world, there are not many things that can make Zhang Heng angry, but this time this incident involved his three most important people - his deceased sister, the prince and Jia Amnesty, so Zhang Heng can hold back his anger now, It is already extremely rare.

ten years.

Zhang Heng gritted his teeth, his eyes almost filled with hatred.

His sister sacrificed herself to save that bastard and proved her innocence, but this bastard believed others so easily!

Zhang Heng had never hated a person like this.

For the sake of the prince, he suppressed the hatred in his heart and endured the hatred of killing his father all these years, but in the end, what he got in exchange was the questioning of that bastard.

"Find out the Seventh Prince's thorn in the imperial hospital, no matter what method you use, you have to bring him to our side!" Zhang Heng has already made up his mind, that bastard's "son" wants to send him there If you are dead, if you don't go with the flow and follow the tricks, wouldn't you be sorry for Tu Lu's kindness!

As for Feng Dao, a coldness flashed across Zhang Heng's eyes.

He should go down with his family too.

"Yes!" said the subordinate.

Yin three quarters.

Juren who had roughly learned some rules could finally satisfy those picky father-in-laws.

"Okay, let's rest for a while, and those who don't know how to study on their own, so as not to make a fool of themselves in the hall later." Xiao Huangmen said with a choked voice.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It felt like an hour was longer than a day.

During this time, everyone can also take a breath.

Jia Amnesty stood at the front of the line, only feeling eyes sweeping towards him from time to time, those eyes were cold and malicious, making people's backs go numb.

He turned his head and met Song Ziyang's gaze.

Song Ziyang panicked for a moment and then calmed down. He showed Jia She a slightly sarcastic smile.

What is there to be afraid of Jia Amnesty, he and the Rongguo Mansion are certain to die today, there is no need to be afraid of him at all.

However, even though he thought so in his heart, when he met Jia She's calm eyes, his heart trembled for some reason, and he unconsciously looked away, not daring to meet his gaze.

Morning time has come.

Xiao Huangmen sharpened his voice and told everyone to follow him to the Golden Luan Hall.

It's not the first time Jia Amnesty has come to the Golden Luan Hall. It's funny to say, but thanks to those things, he has been to the Golden Luan Hall more times than those seventh-rank officials.

At this moment, when I went to the Golden Luan Hall again, I couldn't help but feel a little complicated in my heart.

When he stepped into the hall, the civil and military officials couldn't help but look sideways at him.

At this time, the morning light shone on his side face, making him look more and more like a young man like jade, unparalleled in the world.

Rao was someone from the Seventh Prince's faction, and he couldn't help secretly praising in his heart that this Jia Enhou did have a good face.

Tu Lu glanced at him maliciously, and the corner of his mouth twitched, a dying man will soon be proud!

Emperor Jianming coughed a few times, covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and said dully: "Which one is the Huiyuan this time? Stand up and let me see."

Jia She took a step forward.

When Emperor Jianming saw that it was him, his pupils shrank, and he said with a little surprise, "So it's you."

"Yes, the student has met His Majesty. May Your Majesty live forever." Following Jia Amnesty's kneeling, the other Jinshi also knelt down.

All of a sudden, the youthful voice echoed in the hall.

The gloom that was suppressing in Emperor Jianming's heart seemed to dissipate a little in the sound of long live, long live, long live, and a little smile appeared on his face, as if it had been cloudy and rainy for days, "Okay, flat body, no courtesy."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Everyone responded in unison, and then stood up.

Emperor Jianming sized up these dozens of Jinshi, and kept nodding his head. Most of this year's Jinshi were high-spirited young people who hadn't been tortured by the imperial examinations and lost their vitality. Looking at them, it was refreshing.

Especially Jia She, the leader, although Emperor Jianming didn't like him very much because of the prince's affairs, he had to admit that this young man from the Jia family was indeed one in a million.

If he had a princess, Jia She would be more than enough to be a son-in-law.