Chong'er didn't have a second thought and hurriedly said: "I'll do it."
Yu Qing suddenly changed his smile, put his arm around his shoulders again, and walked into the house together, "That's right. I said Chong'er, you seem to be very different from me. Why, you can't bear to leave Xu Fei,
Do you feel wronged by following me?"
Zhong'er shook his head again and said "No", but big tears had already popped out of his eyes and slipped down.
"Look at you, you talk nicely, why are you crying? You cry all the time. No wonder others always misunderstand you as a woman. Well, just live here with peace of mind from now on. You can clean up whichever room you want."
Yu Qing patted him on the back and pushed him out, "Put the things away so that you can eliminate your slave status."
After he put away his things, Yu Qing reached out and pinched the back of his neck and pushed him out when he saw that he was uneasy and hesitant to move forward.
Arrived outside the gate of Zhong Mansion, the people arranged by Butler Li were already waiting, and the carriage was ready.
I got in the car and went straight to the Dufu Yamen. The people in charge of related affairs in the Zhongfu were also familiar with the journey. After all, the Zhongfu itself had many servants, and it was done not long after arriving. But the appearance of 'Ashi Heng'
, which shocked the relevant government officials, and a group of people got wind of it and came to see what Hui Yuan Lang looked like with a perfect score.
At this point, Yu Qing was certain that Ashheng would never show his true identity again.
When he got in the car and returned, Chong'er seemed to have remembered something when he thought of the scene just now, and tried to say congratulations, "Congratulations, sir, for passing the Huiyuan exam!"
Yu Qing stared speechlessly, realizing that this boy really didn't like to pick up the pot. However, he had no words for it, so he could only sneer, "Maybe in the future you will understand whether you are helping me or hurting me."
Chong'er is puzzled...
It is late at night, with the stars and moon in the sky, a night rider and a man wearing a black cloak are galloping alone on the official road.
There were lights on the road ahead, and as we approached there was an inn. A single column of horses slowed down and entered. A man came out to look around. The man in a black cloak jumped off his horse and threw the reins to the man before entering the house.
The shopkeeper behind the counter greeted with a smile, "Do you want to stay in a hotel or eat and drink?"
The man in the cloak took out a piece of silver and pushed it to him, "I want to see the list of people who have checked in today."
"This..." The shopkeeper saw that half of the other person's face was covered and could not see his face clearly. He hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out and took away the silver, and then moved the roster to him.
The man in the cloak immediately looked through today's check-in list, and his eyes finally locked on a name that had only been checked in at night. As soon as the list was closed, he turned around and walked straight in.
The shopkeeper immediately shouted: "Sir, please don't cause trouble. There are officers and soldiers staying at the inn today." He was deliberately trying to scare him.
The man in the cloak turned his back and said, "You are overthinking it. You are just here to see off a friend."
The person went straight to the backyard, looked around to confirm the location of the target concierge, and then ran up the stairs...
In the dimly lit room, Mr. Ming was writing at his desk.
“Tuk…Tuk Tuk Tuk…”
A rather rhythmic and steady knock on the door suddenly sounded. Mr. Ming, who was writing, listened slightly and continued writing his own. At the same time, he said lightly, "If you came all the way from the capital, please come in."
The door bolt jumped open, the man in the cloak pushed the door in, closed the door again, and looked at Mr. Ming, who had his back turned, and lifted up his cloak. It was Yu Qing's junior uncle.
He was searching for things along the way. Basically, he would ask about inns and inns when he saw them, and then he finally found them.
“You knew I was coming?” Zhou Xinyuan was confused and looked around with high vigilance.
Mr. Ming, who was writing at his desk, said: "It came later than I thought. I thought I would come last night." After saying that, he put down his pen and turned around to sit down. He saw a face that he didn't recognize at all, but he still had an extraordinary bearing.
, asked: "With Ash Heng?"
Zhou Xinyuan found that the teacher was a bit interesting. He walked to the edge and lifted his cloak and sat down, "I guess, I must have guessed why I am looking for you."
Mr. Ming: “What else can I do besides cope with the imperial examination?”
Zhou Xinyuan: “Can’t it be murder and silence?”
Mr. Ming: "It is not ordinary people who can leak test questions before the exam. The country's affairs are so dirty, corrupt officials are intertwined, and the court has become a den of thieves. I can't move them even if I report it. Besides, I have no evidence. Why should I be silenced?"
, is there something wrong with Huiyuan who wants to prove that the imperial examination is difficult to end? I just don’t understand why people who don’t want to pass the exam should take the exam, and why do they have to figure out the exam questions? "
Is it so obvious that he was wrong? Zhou Xinyuan was a little speechless. Unexpectedly, even this person could clearly see that Yu Qing was just going through the motions.
Seeing that the other party did not speak, Mr. Ming said: "So you are really coming to me because of the imperial examination?"
Zhou Xinyuan nodded: "Excuse me, sir, please come with me."
Mr. Ming: "Your Majesty will set the questions on the spot in the Imperial Examination. Can you still master the questions set by His Majesty in advance?"
Zhou Xinyuan: “That’s our business.”
Mr. Ming: "I know that now that someone is here, I have no choice, but I still want an explanation... If I get angry, I also want to try how hard my bones are to see if I can
My blood will make you feel uncomfortable!"
After a while of silence, Zhou Xinyuan spoke up: "Sir, have you ever heard of Ajiezhang, the former doctor of the Ministry of Yu?"
Mr. Ming thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "I know, I also saw it in the capital back then... They all had the surname 'A', could it be related to Ash Heng?"
Zhou Xinyuan: "He is Ashheng's father. Even a gentleman can verify this at any time. Back then, Ajiezhang opposed the emperor's search for immortality. He was found guilty for speaking out and was dismissed from office and expelled from the capital. He was intercepted and killed on the way.
The whole family was bloodbathed, and only Ajizhang and Ashheng were rescued and saved their lives. Ajizhang was disabled for the rest of his life and could never stand up again, and passed away a year ago."
Mr. Ming was stunned for a while, and finally let out a sigh.
"There are many things that I can't tell you in detail with my husband. In short, there are people in the court who want Ashheng to inherit his father's legacy, but Ashheng himself doesn't want to be taken advantage of anymore, so he has no choice but to have the situation mentioned by my husband. Obviously
People who don’t want to pass the exam, why should they take the exam, and why are there exam questions..."
In the early morning, Yu Qing, who was drinking tea in the east courtyard, received the good news. It was delivered by Zhong Su and Wen Jianhui.
The couple asked someone to check the date, and one and a half months later it was a very auspicious day.
“Shiheng, how do you feel about this day?”
Wen Jianhui, who was standing in the courtyard talking, asked with a smile, her attitude was naturally gentle and approachable.
The couple came here to seek Yu Qing’s opinion.
Yu Qing didn't know what to say about these two people, and he didn't tell him in advance about the public engagement. If he had said it at that time, he could have found an excuse to stop it. Now the engagement between Ash Heng and Zhong Ruochen is already causing trouble.
Now that everyone knows it, does it still matter to him what days and days he is not living?
He could only pretend to be as nonchalant as possible and said, "It's all up to my uncle and aunt."
Wen Jianhui chuckled and said, "Okay, then it's settled. I'll get you married in one and a half months."
Zhong Er, who was sweeping the floor next to him, moved softly. He listened to the conversation and secretly bit his lip.
Zhong Su: "We will take care of the wedding. You don't need to worry about it. Just don't worry about it and just prepare for the palace examination with all your strength."
Wen Jianhui: "Yes, yes, the imperial examination is also a big event."
After rambling for a while, Yu Qing finally managed to get rid of these two people, and Yu Qing couldn't help but let out a deep breath.
Zhong Er, who was sweeping the floor, happened to come over and couldn't help but ask, "Sir, is Miss Zhong more beautiful than that Lady Tie Miaoqing?"
Yu Qing shrugged, “I don’t know, I’ve never seen it.”
Zhong'er whispered, "Congratulations to the young master."
“Hmph!” Yu Qing smiled but didn’t smile. He really didn’t know where the joy came from. He hoped that the Zhong family would not fall out with him.
A few days later, what was supposed to come finally came, and the palace examination came as promised.
Early in the morning, outside the magnificent palace, about two hundred tributes were waiting in line, and the palace gates were heavily guarded inside and outside.
Yu Qing, who was neatly dressed and with his hair neatly combed, stood out. He led the charge alone and stood in front of all the tributes, attracting the attention of countless people. Even the guards on the palace wall wanted to see clearly.
What does this perfect score mean look like?
Outside the large venue, there were people watching, and there were many failed candidates. Since they had come to the capital, they all wanted to see the opening scene of the palace examination, which would be a good experience.
Su Yingtao among the crowd asked: "The one standing at the front should be brother Shi Heng, right?"
It’s a bit far away, so I’m not allowed to get close and can’t see clearly.
Pan Wenqing said: "No need to doubt it, it must be the case. No one except him is qualified to lead the way. With more than two hundred tributes, he is the first to lead the way into the palace. What an honor it must be!"
Fang Wenxian: “What a pity, we are not even qualified to be included.”
A few sighs and a few sounds of sadness.
Mr. and Mrs. Zhong Su, as well as Du Fei and Butler Li, all came. They were all watching happily in the crowd. With Yourong, Wen Jianhui really wanted to tell the strangers around that the leader of the group standing at the front was me.
son in law.
Wen Ruowei also wanted to come and watch the fun, but this time his parents refused to let him go, and they became more and more strict, fearing that some people would say that the Zhong family's daughter was uneducated.
Yu Qing, who had received countless envious glances, looked calm on the outside, but felt extremely nervous in his heart, which was rare.
He was the only one who knew best. He might have been risking his life by entering the palace this time. He didn’t know what the situation was like in the palace. What if something unexpected happened at the palace examination site and the junior uncle made a mistake? How should he deal with it?
But there is no way, just like what my uncle said, you are the one who caused the disaster. If you don’t take the risk, who will?
He wanted to look around, but he had been taught the etiquette of entering the palace before and was not allowed to look around.
Hum…
The palace door opened with a dull whimpering sound, and an old man wearing eunuch clothes walked out with authority, and two whips came out from behind him.
After the whip-holders each made three loud "whips" in the air, Lao Huangmenfang sang loudly with a high-pitched voice: "Jinkehui Yuan Ashiheng, leading the tribute scholars into the palace, the palace exams are in place!" Dragging
After singing the long coda, he stood sideways and flicked his whisk, as if to invite him.
The sound of the whip sounded again, echoing in the air.
Ashiheng immediately raised his hands, bowed towards the palace, and then stepped forward with his head held high.
A group of saluting tributes followed him into the palace in three columns.
Zhou Xinyuan, who was also mixed in the crowd and watching, couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his forehead. He couldn't bear to look at it. He estimated that the previous masters of Linglongguan never dreamed that one of the younger disciples would actually do this.
