"Sneeze!" Shangguan Ruoli sneezed loudly, put down the clothes in his hands, and rubbed his nose, "Who the hell is scolding me behind my back?"

Dongming Ziyu yawned, came out of the back room, stretched, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you catching a cold?"

Shangguan Ruoli asked: "Why are you up? Why don't you sleep a little longer? You stayed at Prince Shun's Mansion until dawn last night and didn't sleep all night."

"I won't sleep anymore. If I sleep too much during the day, I won't feel sleepy at night." Dongming Ziyu walked to the basin to wash up.

Shangguan Ruoli put the breakfast in the existence space on the table, "You have been staring at it all night. Prince Shun must have checked Lin Jiahui when he returned to the house, right? Did you find out anything?"

Dongming Ziyu finished brushing his teeth and then said: "Prince Shun was not so stupid as to question Lin Jiahui directly. Instead, he arrested her dowry nun and personal maid and interrogated her with severe torture."

With that said, he started to wash his hands and face.

Shangguan Ruoli took the skin cream, opened the cap, picked a dollop with his fingers, waited for him to wipe his face, and quickly dabbed it on his forehead, the tip of his nose, his cheeks and his chin, leaving a few white balm dots.

Dongming Ziyu sighed helplessly and spread it evenly with his hands. He felt that it was not necessary for men to take care of themselves. She was always unhappy, saying that he was also her face.

Shangguan Ruoli closed the box and asked, "How much did you tell me?"

Dongming Ziyu sat down at the dinner table and said: "A lot. Your disappearance was indeed planned by Lin Jiahui and her brother Lin Minghao. When the kidnapper covered the mouth and nose of the original owner with a drugged cloth, Lin Jiahui and Aunt Tang were there.

Helping with the cover.

The original owner saw her true face, but it was too late and was taken away by a kidnapper. Lin Jiahui was the person involved. King Shun often asked her to understand the situation at that time and look for clues. Lin Jiahui wore the clothes that the original owner liked to wear and imitated the original owner's expression.

Well, I’ll pretend to be the original owner anyway.”

Shangguan Ruoli said: "I understand. Originally, the two were cousins, so they looked similar. Over time, King Shun fell in love with Lin Jiahui."

Dongming Ziyu finished a small bowl of porridge in several sips and said, "That's more or less what it means. Lin Jiahui asked the Lin family to find the assassin at the alley that day. The maid told him that Mrs. Xunyang Hou sent someone to the Lin family.

Tell them that Shangguan's imperial doctor is treating you and your memory will be restored. Then the Lin family went to ask Lin Jiahui for instructions, and Lin Jiahui decided to eradicate the root cause."

Shangguan Ruoli's eyes narrowed, "It's that old godly woman! This is beyond my expectation. Let me think about it, what stimulated her to suddenly kill me?"

After thinking for a while, his eyes lit up and he said: "I know. It must have been at the dim sum shop years ago that Xie Xianer and Lin He provoked me. I provoked them with the story about Mrs. Xunyang Hou and Mrs. Lin being kidnapped. Xie Xianer

I went back to file a complaint. That old godly woman values ​​her reputation most, and she must have thought that I forced her to die."

Dongming Ziyu held her hand, looked at her firmly, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, my husband will vent your anger for you."

Shangguan Ruoli can handle this trivial matter by himself, but a man must protect himself and be grateful, "Okay! Fortunately, I have you. But don't take risks for that old godly woman, just find an opportunity to teach her a lesson."

Dongming Ziyu said: "Don't worry, we won't kill her. Death will be a blessing for her."

Shangguan Ruoli felt that Mrs. Xunyanghou must have a bad relationship with Mr. Xie when she treated her like this. Otherwise, for the sake of her daughter, she could not kill her granddaughter.

Prince Shun must have done something to restrain Lin Jiahui and the Lin family, and the following days passed very peacefully. Time passed very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the day of the palace examination.

Dongming Ziyu left in a carriage before dawn. He had to queue up at the palace gate and undergo inspection first. This inspection was not to prevent cheating, but for safety.

The imperial examination lasted for one day, starting at about midnight. The papers were handed in at dusk. They were sealed and reviewed by eight ministers. The papers were divided into five grades. Finally, the top ten papers were selected and presented to the emperor, who selected the top one from them.

Three people.

The hierarchy of the imperial palace is strict and everything has rules. The palace examination is a relatively important ceremony of the imperial court and is held in the Jinluan Hall. Important civil servants from the cabinet, the Sixth Ministry, the Metropolitan Inspectorate, the General Affairs Department, Dali Temple, Zhanshifu, Hanlin Academy and other yamen will come.

Participate in and serve as deacons such as reading, receiving, sealing, and palming scrolls.

Dongming Ziyu, as the Huiyuan, walked at the front of this batch of new tributes. He followed the head of the Ceremony Department of the Ministry of Etiquette into the palace to wait, and at the same time accepted the scrutiny and evaluation of some officials. This feeling was very fresh, but he was also full of pride in his heart.

, full of fighting spirit, and having reached this point, of course I want to get the best results.

The Imperial Guardsmen were wearing brand-new official uniforms, with their hands on the sabers at their waists. The leather scabbards and cowhide boots were polished black. They were majestic and solemn, making people feel a sense of awe.

Officials wearing official uniforms of various colors entered the palace one after another and lined up under the white marble steps.

The master of ceremonies of the Ministry of Rites shouted loudly: "Crack the whip!"

The ceremony was about to begin, and the square in front of the palace with thousands of people instantly fell silent, and you could hear a needle drop.

"Pah...pah...pah..." Three crisp cracks of long whips resounded above the entire palace, making the atmosphere even more solemn.

Immediately afterwards, Shao music was played and salutes were fired.

Dongming Ziyu, who had been emperor, knew that this was the emperor's ascension.

He couldn't see the situation in the palace, so he guessed that the emperor had taken his seat and the master of ceremonies shouted: "Bow..."

After five bows and three kowtows, the master of ceremonies shouted: "Get up..."

The music stopped, and then a deacon presented the prepared examination questions to the emperor for his review.
Chapter completed!