[Comprehensive Qiong Yao+Red Mansion] History is turning a corner

Forty-Nine City, Qianqing Palace

E Rong'an reported to the emperor in a steady voice: "A total of 240 three people passed the exam in Chunwei, including 52 from Gyeonggi and 34 from Shandong... Until the announcement of the results, none of the examiners left their posts without authorization or behaved suspiciously."

Yong Jue nodded, and asked casually: "I heard that this year's Huiyuan is not from Gyeonggi?"

It is customary for Chunwei Huiyuan to be reserved for local people.

E Rong'an replied: "Back to the emperor, Huiyuan is Lin Ruiyang, a student from Hangzhou. This student can answer questions in one go. He seldom thinks hard. The bottom of the pen is full of flowers, and the words are meaningful. He has a talent for swallowing phoenixes. "

"Really?" Yong Jue raised his eyebrows, touched the list of Gongsheng students, and smiled with interest, "I can't miss such a talented person."

Hai Lancha stepped forward and said: "The servants and the soldiers of the Qianfeng camp are responsible for checking the candidates for cheating. They found out that two people were entrained, one was an impostor, and the soldiers were guarding day and night. They approached the examination room without permission."

"The two lovers have worked hard. After a few days, the palace examination is over, and then I will tell you to rest."

"Slave, thank the emperor for his grace."

"Kneel down." Yong Jue waved his hand, and stopped looking at the two of them.

Hai Lancha sighed softly in his heart, since he broke his mind that day, except for throwing him out of the Qianqing Palace, the emperor had no other reaction, as if nothing had happened.

Although it was a pity, Hai Lancha was quite fortunate. He didn't agree or refuse, and the road ahead of him could still be walked.

After approving paperwork and having lunch, Yong Jue suddenly wanted to go out of the palace to have a look.

He changed into a black uniform with gold trim, and hung the butterfly love flower white jade plaque that Mingrui gave him. He shook his feet, and prepared to start his journey of skipping work, which he called to find the future pillars of the Qing Dynasty.

I don't know if it's because of Yong Jue's character problem, or because he will always be caught for skipping work, but when he was about to leave the palace, there were three little tails hanging on someone's body - relying on his young age, he put aside his old face and acted unscrupulously Brother Mianxin and Mianheng also brought along the third elder brother Miantian who was raised by Concubine Zhao's side.

The imperial examination is approaching, and the capital is very lively. There are sellers of the Four Treasures of the Study, fortune tellers, such as Dengke Building, Tianyi Pavilion, and Buyun Building, which have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain. Three years' business.

The father and son sat in the carriage, Mian Xin, who had died in the imperial city in her previous life, and Mian Tian, ​​who had never gone out to play at a young age, opened the curtains and looked around, very excited.

Mian Heng didn't feel anything, he lived outside the palace in his previous life, and he was tired of watching it. He nestled next to the coffee table and picked up unsweetened snacks and threw them into his mouth. In order to catch Ah Ma who was skipping work, he didn't even eat lunch.

Yong Jue moved the plate away and poked him on the forehead amusedly: "Let's go to the restaurant for dinner later, you are already full now, can you still make room?"

There are many opportunities to see Ama by Lin Ruoyin's side, Mian Tian is not afraid of Yongjue, and said with a smile: "Second brother is kind, he gave up all the delicious food for a while to Ama, elder brother and son!"

"Stinky boy, you still dare to tease your brother?" Mian Heng stretched out his hands and pinched his face.

"Ama help, second brother vents his anger on his son QAQ" Mian Tian jumped into Yong Jue's arms, with a look of tears on his face, and became Brother Hui Keng's younger brother, "Isn't it Hai Dongqing who embroidered my eldest sister in the morning?" Thinking of it as a quail, the elder sister picked up the bamboo sword and ran around the palace angrily, the son laughed a few times when he saw it, Ama, look, why is his little face so red?"

Mian Tian pointed at her cheek, pouted.

"What else can I do? With my second child's strength, I can at most knead the buns into rouge buns, but they won't turn into bean curds." At times like this, Mian Xin has always favored her brother for two lifetimes.

Mian Heng raised his eyebrows at Mian Tian meaningfully: "Third brother, I heard that my eldest sister has recently learned acupuncture and is looking for someone to practice. Brother, I..."

Mian Tian's face collapsed, and he pulled Mian Heng to shake: "Second Brother, Second Brother, you are the best..."

"Isn't Ama the best?" Yong Jue waved the small sandalwood fan leisurely, smiling brightly and sadly, "That would be a pity, the black cloud riding the snow on Kala Qinjin is still left by myself. Bar."

"Ama..." Xiao Miantian burst into tears/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~ Mianxin and Mianheng both blacked out at the same time, Ama, so you are really good at stabbing 23333

The carriage stopped in front of the Zhuangyuan Building, and as soon as the four of them got off, the shopkeeper rushed out with the wind under his feet, and squeezed out a flower on his round face: "Little one, please greet the master and the three young masters, please go upstairs."

Mian Xin raised her head like a grown-up: "Do you have a private room?"

Yong Jue tapped the back of his head lightly with a fan: "We're here to see Jinkezi, what are you doing in the private room?"

The four of them sat down at a round table near the window on the second floor. After a while, the shopkeeper personally brought tea, exquisite snacks and various foods, and organized them neatly.

"Okay, move your chopsticks, I know the three of you are hungry at noon." Yong Jue said gently, holding a teacup by himself, observing the students around who were talking loudly and eloquently.

Yong Jue and his party are extremely eye-catching.

The three children each have their own characteristics. Mian Xin, who is young, has an outstanding temperament, a dragon and a phoenix, and Mian Heng, who was educated and martial arts in his previous life, was called "the whole person of the universe" and "the prince of me" by Yong Zhengai. without losing poise.

Lin Ruoyin is very good at raising children. Compared with those two people, Mian Tian lacks a bit of high royal aura, but has a naive and cheerful personality that they can't match, with a pair of clear eyes that make people like it.

Not to mention Yong Jue, the black and gold matching clothes, not the elegance of a student, but the decisive sharpness and wisdom, coupled with the majesty after becoming an emperor, anyone who sees it will know that this is definitely not Chi Zhong things.

In the capital, where officials are considered officials if they are above the third grade, maybe this person in front of him is some kind of honorable person.

Everyone wanted to get acquainted with each other, but they were self-confident and reluctant to lose face. They talked about current affairs one after another, hoping to attract Yong Jue's attention.

"Wang Erlie, I have an upper couplet, please give me your advice." A young man stood up, smiled and cupped his hands, "The body is better than the clouds, and the light of the moon shadow stream can prove it."

"Good! Good sentence!" Suddenly there was cheers.

Yong Jue also nodded approvingly, he is not good at composing poems, but it is okay to comment on it.

A young man in green shirt stood up, and said with a gentle smile: "The heart flows with the water, and the sound of the pines and the colors of the bamboo forget the machine."

Seeing someone answer, the student became poetic and said: "If you ask about flowers, no one will laugh."

The young man replied: "There are thousands of ways to play with stones, and there are words to pass on."

"Smoke along the colorful eaves and Yanyan's eyes."

As soon as this sentence came out, the Zhuangyuan building immediately fell silent, and everyone looked at the green-shirted boy.

The young man said confidently: "The fog covers the black house, and there is nothing in the fog."

"Okay!" The young man clapped his palms and laughed, "My name is Wang Erlie, my name is Junwu, my name is Yaofeng, I'm from Liaoyang, I don't know who my brother is?"

The young man smiled and said, "Lin Ruiyang, from Hangzhou, no words."

Huiyuan Lin Ruiyang, second name Wang Erlie, did not expect these two people to run into each other in the same restaurant.

The way everyone looked at him changed drastically, and the name Lin Ruiyang spread among the students after the test.

At the age of 14, he participated in the county examination, government examination, and hospital examination. Xiao Sanyuan, who won three cases in a row, delayed the imperial examination because of his mother's filial piety. He did not take the provincial examination until this year, but he won the Zhejiang Jieyuan figure in one fell swoop.

Not only that, but in the early years of Yanchang, the chief examiner Er Rong'an made an exception to designate a Jiangnan student as Huiyuan. Isn't such a brilliant person their strong enemy?

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Erlie raised his eyebrows and smiled: "A cup of tea can quench your thirst."

"Two wonderful sounds, what music master Lele thinks." Lin Ruiyang answered very smoothly, with a slender and tall figure, and a beautiful appearance like a good girl, which attracted frequent laughter from the private room.

Yong Jue held his chin, watching the two fight hard, and laughed with great interest.

Wang Erlie thought about it for a long time before he spoke confidently: "The province is called Guizhou Province, the river is called Wujiang River, and the god is called the Black God. Why is it so close to the southern sky, but it has the right color in the north? Brother Lin, please—"

Everyone couldn't help but gasped, this couplet was too good, of course, it would be nice to see Huiyuan make a fool of himself in public.

Lin Ruiyang didn't show any sadness on his face, but was full of interest. He savored the charm and admired it, and said: "The cliff is called Hongya, the water is called Chishui, and the village is called Danzhai. It is only because people cherish the ancient country that they are kept as today. Dai Jia's name."

There was thunderous applause in the restaurant, and those who are not convinced should also be convinced.

Yong Jue was excited when he heard it, and suddenly raised his voice: "I admire, I admire Lin Huiyuan, he is indeed the leader of Jiangnan's case, and he is very talented. I also have a couplet here to ask for advice."

Lin Ruiyang was obviously taken aback when he saw Yong Jue, and smiled more genuinely: "Brother, please tell me."

"Five hundred miles of Dianchi Lake, rushing to the bottom of the eye. Wearing the shore cape, the joy is vast and the sky is boundless. Look: Dongxiang Gods; Climbing. Taking advantage of Xieyu Luozhou, combing the Xiang to make the temples full of wind and mist. More frequent reeds in the sky, embellished with green feathers and red clouds. Don’t let it down: fragrant rice around; ten thousand hectares of clear sand; nine summer hibiscus; three spring willows.”

Many people suddenly opened their mouths, is this a couplet?

Different from Mian Tian in Xingxingyan worship, Mianxin and Mianheng are well aware of the nature of their own Ama, asking him to write a poem is not as good as giving him two knives, even Hongli who is out of tune is better than him. He has a strong literary talent.

Lin Ruiyang pondered for a long time, and finally smiled with relief: "Brother is a talented man, Ruiyang is convinced."

But he didn't know that Yong Jue was still muttering in his heart, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Lin Rui's face was familiar, especially the elegant demeanor of Wei Jin scholar, he always felt as if he had seen it somewhere...

Wang Erlie couldn't help becoming acquainted, cupped his hands and said: "What a talent, I'm Wang Erlie, I don't know what to call my brother?"

Very tactful exploration...

Yong Jue smiled and replied: "Wu Yingxian, a native of the capital, whose name is Wang Yu, and whose name is the master of the pavilion (remove Yunting). Recently, talents from the capital have gathered, and they just brought the boy here to learn more."

I gave a small hint, let's see when these students can react.

Wang Yu, Wang Zhiyu, can be either Jue or Xi.

Probably not thinking about the emperor at all, Wang Erlie went on to say: "I see that brother is born with a face, and he is not a student of modern science. Could it be that brother has already passed the rank and entered the court as an official?"

Everyone's eyes lit up, just looking at the other party's clothing and temperament, he was an extraordinary person, maybe he was really a high-ranking official.

Yong Jue shook his head, shattering everyone's illusions: "I'm just a petty official, not a high-ranking official."

The three brothers lowered their heads and curled their lips at the same time. Isn't this emperor just not good?

Seeing that it was inconvenient for Yongjue to bring the child, Wang Erlie said a few words, and went to find Lin Ruiyang to make couplets.

Mian Xin asked in a low voice: "Ama, that couplet just now..."

Yong Jue grinned slyly, and replied: "Well, two days ago, your mother-in-law wrote it casually when she was studying with Bu Shunda. It sounded good to me, so I wrote it down. The left and right are also my women, the same. O(∩_∩)O～”

What's the difference, as a descendant of the Aixinjueluo family, you are the lonely Ama (this is the point), and your literary talents are no match for a woman!Xiao Mianxin roared in his heart.

It's all to blame Hongli, the bastard, Ama, who can write a pen to secure the world, and be able to set the world with martial arts!

(Ah Fei said in her heart: Little boy, you, Ah Ma, are born with such a poor literary talent, what does it have to do with Little Pliers, although he has so many crimes that he can't even remember clearly ╮(╯_╰)╭)

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The third Xiaoshou debut! [Applause]└(￣￣└)(┘￣￣)┘[Applause]

Your Highness Taizhi, you are so cute! Let me go, Ah Fei can't help but want to write about father and son.