Five hundred and ninetieth chapters Guangzong Yaozu
Come to the courtyard.
I saw that people sent by the imperial court had already brought in ten boxes full of gifts.
Everyone in the Ye family was flattered.
"This is Enrong who has been fed by the imperial court!"
"Sure enough, he is inferior in everything, but he is good at studying! Only by passing the examination can you have such an honor! I never dared to think about it before!"
"Oh, it's a pity that no one in our Ye family is good at studying. We have suffered the loss of not studying for many years, otherwise we would have risen long ago!"
"When Mr. Ye Fan becomes the head of our family, we must let him teach his experience of reading to the younger generations, so that our Ye family will have a few more scholars in the future!"
At this time, Mr. Ye Fan was stroking his beard lightly, feeling very proud of himself.
Han Chuang has been studying hard for more than fifty years, why not just wait for this moment!
The goal of life seems to have been accomplished, and death is worth it now.
Mr. Ye also praised: "Brother Ye Fan, you can get so many rewards even if you are a top pick. If you are the number one scholar, that's incredible!"
"Haha!" Ye Fan said with a smile, "Unfortunately this year, the number one scholar I met was a junior from the Yan family in Fengtian - the Yan family, that is, the previous Hanlin scholar Yan Qixue, a contemporary great Confucian! The grandson he trained personally
My son, I can be said to be a dragon or a phoenix among people, but I am far inferior to you."
"If I hadn't met someone from the Yan family, my ranking would have been even higher, and I could have even competed for the top spot."
Everyone in the Ye family said: "Third-level Jinshi Tanhua is also very impressive! Old man, you are upright and upright. If you don't compete with the younger generation, you will leave it to the younger generation of the Yan family."
"From now on, when you, the old man, become the head of the family, you will strive to train a champion!"
Although it was a joke, Ye Fan said seriously: "The imperial court was considerate of my age and did not transfer me to a dangerous department like the Demon Suppression Department. Instead, it arranged for me to teach in the Imperial College."
"It just so happens that from now on, as the head of the family, I can select a few good seedlings among the younger generations of the Ye family and take them to the Imperial College to train them well!"
The Imperial College is the highest institution of higher education in the country, and ordinary people are not qualified to enter it.
Compared with Qingbei, the highest private university in the country, it is like a worm looking at a big tree. It cannot be compared with the same.
After hearing this, everyone in the Ye family was even more grateful, as if they had finally met their master and could lead the family to the road of rejuvenation.
Mr. Ye was even more excited and burst into tears: "Last night, my grandfather gave me a dream, saying that our Ye family will have a great success and will be prosperous. I was originally worried that the dream was the other way around, but I didn't expect it to come true!"
"Brother Ye Fan - no, from now on you will be my brother and the head of the Ye family! From now on, the Ye family will leave it to you!"
The two old men, as if they were long-lost brothers, hugged each other excitedly and cried.
At this time, a group of guards, surrounded by a graceful and elegant middle-aged man, walked in.
"General Manager Cao! Master Cao!"
When Mr. Ye saw it, he hurriedly took the initiative to greet him.
This is the Ouchi General Manager. He can only be seen on TV. Today, he finally got to see him in person. How can he not be excited?
It would be difficult to even meet a big shot of this level, let alone come to their Ye family.
Mr. Ye thought to himself, thanks to his brother Ye, the family is lucky and the family is proud of its ancestors!
"The common people pay homage to Lord Cao!"
Mr. Ye's knees softened and he bowed his head.
"Oh, Mr. Ye, I can't help it, please get up quickly!" General Manager Cao didn't dare to accept it. He quickly supported Mr. Ye, held his hand, smiled and congratulated, "Mr. Ye, you have a good grandson.
From now on, your Ye family will flourish!"
After hearing this, Mr. Ye was stunned and thought, what does this matter have to do with my grandson?
Then it suddenly dawned on him that it seemed that Manager Cao had mistaken the candidate Ye Fan for his grandson.
After all, if they were normal candidates, they would only be in their twenties and thirties if they were named on the gold list. How could anyone like Ye Fan, who was fifty or sixty years old, take the exam?
Mr. Ye smiled and explained: "How could I have such an outstanding grandson? That is my brother!"
As soon as these words came out, Manager Cao was also stunned, thinking, what is going on?
Even if Ye Feng of your family becomes famous and has a glorious ancestor, it won't mean that all his seniority will be given to him.
Are you directly calling your grandfather a brother?
You Ye family are quite good at playing!
However, this is a family matter of the Ye family after all, and it is not convenient for Manager Cao to talk too much.
What's more, Ye Feng is so popular nowadays that he doesn't dare to care about him even if he is the king and hegemon in the family.
After a while of greetings with Mr. Ye.
Manager Cao ordered people to submit the imperial edict.
Seeing this, Ye Fan straightened his clothes and immediately stepped forward, ready to receive the order.
Mr. Ye also stepped aside wisely.
Manager Cao slowly opened the imperial edict, looked solemn, and said loudly: "Ye Feng, accept the edict!"
Hearing this, Ye Feng stepped out and bowed: "I'm here!"
At this moment, there was deathly silence in the Ye family!
