Thank you sir, he is still outputting!

Chen Funeng has come to this position today, among other things, at least his handling ability is first-class.

In just two hours, he found someone to clean the house to make it look brand new.Originally, Xie Zhao had to do the job of buying servants, but Eunuch Chen was a considerate person, so he even took this into consideration.

Looking at the servant girls and servants who filed in, Xie Zhao quickly waved his hands: "I don't need so many people to serve me."

In the end, only a few people remained.

This house is neither big nor small, and these few people are enough.

Chen Fu ordered someone to take out the plaque that had been prepared and replace it.

On the high-quality ebony lacquer floor, the dignified and majestic "Xiefu" was carefully pasted with gold foil by the craftsman, which is rich and conspicuous.However, the most conspicuous thing on this plaque is not the word "Xie Fu", but the inscription and seal on the left side of the plaque.

——Yes, this plaque was inscribed by the Holy One himself.

Chen Fu said with emotion to Xie Zhao: "Your Majesty loves you very much."

The last person whom the Holy Majesty cared so much was Xie Zhao's own father, the deceased General Xie Yan.

Xie Zhao also knew the weight of this plaque.

Although the Xie family was well-known in the capital relying on his parents and grandparents, Xie Zhao himself had just entered the officialdom and did not have much power.With this plaque, even if someone really wanted to attack him, he would have to restrain himself when he looked up at the plaque.

After all, this is the person whom the Holy Majesty has made clear to cover.

After Chen Fu left, Xie Zhao brought Bingwen to live in this freshly baked Xie Mansion.

Xie Zhao handed over all the new servants to Bingwen to arrange.

This made Bingwen very happy.

He happily arranged the work of several people, and made a promise to Xie Zhao: "Young master, don't worry, Bingwen will take good care of our Xie mansion. From now on, young master can only worry about his own business, and Bingwen will never let young master Worry about these trivial things!"

Xie Zhao suppressed a smile and hummed, pretending to be serious: "Good Bingwen, with your words, I will work hard no matter what, my lord, and climb up." He joked solemnly, " At that time, I will let you live in a bigger house and manage more people."

Bingwen's eyes lit up, and he said loudly, "Bingwen believes in you, sir!"

Becoming a bigger official and living in a bigger house seems a bit far away at present, the first thing Xie Zhao has to face is to accept the canonization.

Xie Zhao fell asleep, and the next morning put on the new clothes sent by Chen Fu and entered the palace.

Not only him, this year's No. [-] Tanhua and Scholars will all enter the palace on this day to accept the canonization of the Holy Majesty.

This crimson royal uniform for the number one scholar has fine stitches and is made of fine brocade yarn from the south of the Yangtze River. The cuffs and the hem are painted with vivid patterns of egrets.When Xie Zhao appeared above the main hall wearing this No. [-] Scholar scarlet robe, all civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty couldn't help but stare sideways.

When he sees people, he first smiles with a three-pointed smile, and his eyebrows and eyes have a romantic charm, looking forward and shining, as bright as a jade tree before the wind.The clothes were originally solemn and elegant, but Xie Zhao insisted on wearing them with a bit of elegance and elegance.

There are many heroes in the court, but no one can take away half of his brilliance.

In previous years, Tanhualang was always the most handsome person among the top three.This year's Tan Hua Lang can also be called a handsome man, but standing beside Xie Zhao is still overshadowed.

The second son of the Holy Majesty and the current His Highness Cheng Wang has always admired beauty.

He looked at Xie Zhao's slender back for a long time, and even though he was still in the court, he even praised: "It's really a dragon and a phoenix, and the nature is natural!"

He didn't restrain his voice, and he was in the forefront of officials, so he was not far away from Xie Zhao, obviously he didn't care whether Xie Zhao heard his frivolous words.

Xie Zhaohuan seemed to have never heard His Highness Cheng Wang's words, and was still standing in the center of the hall, his body like a green pine.

Xie Zhao didn't respond, but the prince who was in front of His Highness King Cheng couldn't help frowning, and looked at King Cheng disapprovingly.

He warned coldly: "Heng Yue, be quiet."

King Cheng curled his lips and said no more.

Apart from the two princes, there were other people in the hall who paid more attention to Xie Zhao.

Prime Minister Xu Yixin looked at this young man who had heard of it for a long time with a complicated expression. His overly familiar appearance reminded Xu Yixin of some old friend he didn't like.He himself didn't notice that his brows were deeply wrinkled, his lips were tightly pursed, and the hand holding the wat board was unconsciously exerting force.

He lowered his eyes and thought: Is this the son of Xie Yan?

Lin Zheng, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, stood comfortably behind Xu Yixin.

His eyes moved away from the blue veins bursting out on the back of Xu Yixin's hands in front of him, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared on the corners of his lips.The smile quickly disappeared, so Lin Ying changed back to his usual serious appearance.

On the surface, the court is calm, but in fact, the tide is already surging.

Xie Zhao, who was in the center of the undercurrent, didn't realize it at the moment. He was listening to Chen Fu's reading of the Holy Majesty's canonization edict seriously.

"By God's blessing, the emperor's decree said: In the 31st year of the Zhengyuan Enke Palace Examination, Xie Zhao High School, a talented student from Jin'an, won the first prize. I hereby announce it to the world and celebrate with the sky!"

Throughout the ages, most of the champions will go to the Imperial Academy to become a editor, and they will be given important tasks after a few years of precipitation, and they will go to other places to work.

The academicians of the Hanlin Academy had already secretly trimmed their clothes, ready to go out to accept this year's newcomers, but who knew that the next decree would surprise him, and he almost lost his grip on the wat board in his hand.

"If you are not a virtuous man, you will prosper if you get a scholar. Xie Zhao is gentle, intelligent, and quick-witted. He is like Ke Xiao's father. Now he is appointed as the sixth-rank servant of the censor, and the order of Xi—"

What, servant censor? !

Shouldn't it be compiled by the Imperial Academy?How could it be the censor at the censor's station? !

Shouldn't all champions go to the Imperial Academy?Even if he didn't go to the Hanlin Academy, how could he go to Yushitai?

The officials of the Manchu Dynasty couldn't hold back the shock on their faces for a moment, and looked up in disbelief.

It's a pity that they didn't wait for any reply from the emperor.He sat upright on the court hall, looked at everyone below calmly and silently, and gave his answer silently.

Yes, there is nothing wrong with this decree, Xie Zhao was indeed sent to Yushitai.

Dou Shun, the official censor, barely restrained his surprise.

He stood out from the queue with a wat board in his hand, and knelt down respectfully on the ground: "Follow the will of the Holy One."

Not only civil and military officials were shocked, Xie Zhao himself was also a little confused.

But one of his advantages is that he doesn't go into a dead end. If you can't figure it out, then don't even think about it.There must be a way for the car to reach the front of the mountain. Thinking about it better, Yushitai may not be a good place.

Xie Zhao's grandfather, Xie Hui, once joked with him, saying that most of the officials in Yushitai are upright, and getting along with them is not as tiring as other places.

Thinking about it this way, Xie Zhao accepted this strange canonization frankly.

Except for Xie Zhao's strange whereabouts, this year's No. [-] Tanhua and other Jinshi still went to the Imperial Academy as usual.

After the canonization is completed, it is a street parade-the number one scholar has always led other Jinshi to parade through the street after being named on the gold list.

Chen Fu handed the imperial decree to Xie Zhao, smiled and rolled his eyes: "Congratulations Mr. Xie——no, now I want to say congratulations Mr. Xie."

After 15 years, after Xie Yan, this court finally ushered in another Master Xie.

Xie Zhao accepted the imperial decree and thanked the Holy Majesty.

In the eyes of everyone, he led the other scholars to turn around and leave the main hall, heading for the Meridian Gate—the place where the parade started.

Xie Zhao dressed in the wind, walked out from the ranks of hundreds of officials on the left and right sides.

When passing by King Cheng, whether intentionally or not, he raised his eyelids lightly, and the light in his eyes casually passed over King Cheng.There is no emotion in this glance, no curiosity, no likes and dislikes, it is clear and clean, as if everything is put into the eyes.

Teach people to think that he just saw a speck of dust, or just a reptile.

Xie Zhao quickly disappeared from sight.

King Cheng stood there for a while, his eyes darkened.But soon, the gloom disappeared again, revealing a bit of fun.

He laughed back angrily, and said to himself: "... Interesting." As if affirming himself, he stood up straight, with the tip of his tongue touching the roof of his mouth, and repeated: "It's really interesting, Xie Zhao."

A small official at the Meridian Gate had already prepared the horses and had been waiting for Xie Zhao and the others for a long time.

The little official pointed to the tall horse in front of him and smiled: "You are finally here, thank you sir."

So Xie Zhao turned on the maroon horse and raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Then let's start parading."

This smile is really radiant, indescribably high-spirited.

The best horse with golden saddle and red mane is surrounded by cheering crowds, with standard bearers and drummers pushing the way ahead, and the crowd's cheers and gun salutes can be heard in your ears.

Xie Zhao was riding on a horse, with raised eyebrows and an unrestrained smile. The sun was shining brightly this day, but it was not as radiant as him.

It was not the first time that the number one scholar paraded the streets, but it was the first time that such a young and handsome number one scholar came to parade the streets.

The people in the capital originally just wanted to join in the fun, but after seeing this Zhuangyuan Lang, they couldn't help asking the people around them: What is the name of this Zhuangyuan Lang?How old are you this year?

After asking, I couldn't help being even more surprised: So this champion man named Xie Zhao is only nineteen this year, and he has not yet reached the championship!Moreover, he was also the first player in the dynasty to win the triple!

The so-called heavenly talents are nothing more than that!

The beating of gongs and drums outside Xie's mansion did not stop until evening.

Bingwen was so excited that his face was flushed, his eyes were shining brightly, and his voice couldn't hide his excitement: "Young Master, you are really beautiful today!" He was sure: "After today, you will be a household name in the capital. gone."

"The scenery is really beautiful, and the tiredness is really tired."

Xie Zhao took a sip of water, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and gritted his teeth: "Walking on the street today, people around me crowded together and rushed towards me—it doesn't matter if someone touched the hem of my clothes, but someone even planned to sneak off my boots! "

Xie Zhao didn't expect that there would be people who would do such a thing.

The incident happened suddenly, fortunately he reacted quickly and stabilized his foot in the stirrup in time, which saved him from making a fool of himself in public.

Bingwen was taken aback when he heard this, and then burst out laughing: "Perhaps the champion's boots also have talent?" The more he thought about it, the more funny he became, and he couldn't stop laughing: "That man is planning to steal your boots, Do you want to go back and wear it yourself?"

Xie Zhao put the teacup heavily on the table, and said bitterly, "Ghost knows where this weird character came from!"

Xie Zhao's side was full of joy and scenery, but it was a pity that his neighbors suffered from the noise of gongs and drums all day.

Fu Ling put down his pen, looked at the unwritten paper, and remained silent for a while.

The sound of horns and firecrackers outside was endless, ear-piercing and disturbing, making people feel depressed.

He rubbed his temples, which were uncomfortable from the noise, his snow-like face showed a bit of fatigue.

After a long time, Fu Ling sighed, and said in a cold voice, "Noisy."

This new neighbor is really annoying.