In the spring of the 21st year of the Great Zhou Dynasty, two major events occurred. One was the grand examination held every three years, and the other was the recruitment of the Taihu water bandits, who had been causing trouble for a long time.~~~~
The imperial court selects scholars through the imperial examination and uses talents in any way. Regardless of whether they are from a noble family or a poor family, as long as they write well, they will have the opportunity to become generals and prime ministers. What's more, the examiner this time is Liu Songpo, the right prime minister, who is famous.
He is fair and honest, so the poor candidates are all happy and full of confidence, while those who expect to hand in notes and steal exam questions are frowning and complaining.
After the examination, the list was released. Most of the people on the third list were people with real talents and practical knowledge. The candidates who were watching the list commented and discussed a lot. Some were happy and some were sad. However, compared with the previous list, there were fewer people who complained.
It's much less.
After the Spring Festival, there was the palace examination, and the number one scholar who finally won the gold medal was Yang Feng, a scholar from Songjiang. The emperor gave him a robe and appointed him to the Imperial Academy. He paraded on horseback and praised his officials for three days. The number one scholar wore a red robe and had a cross on his chest.
Dressed in red, wearing a gauze hat, pink-soled official boots, and a jade belt around his waist, he rode a big white horse and wandered around the streets and alleys of the capital in high spirits. Wherever he went, people gathered around to watch, and the scenery was endless.
Although he has not yet been awarded a real job, the Hanlin Master is also qualified to assign subordinates. The official officers wearing black and red hats puffed out their chests and bellies, following the number one scholar, each with a proud 258,000 yuan. You must know that the number one scholar is different from ordinary Jinshi, he is the emperor.
Disciples have a bright future. Meng Zhuangyuan of Enke last time also started from the Hanlin Academy. Later he became the supervisory censor of Shaanxi Yushi Xingtai, patrolling on behalf of the sky, and investigated the case of Wen Yan, the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu.
The embezzlement and fraud case shocked the officialdom of the Zhou Dynasty. I heard that Yushi Meng was about to be transferred back to the capital to advance to the next level.
Yang Feng was born in a poor family. He studied poetry and books since he was a child, and finally jumped into the dragon gate. Even the examiner Liu Xianggong praised his article. When the emperor in the Golden Palace took the exam in person, Yang Feng even answered fluently. He wrote an article on the current situation in the northwest.
His policies made the civil and military officials of the entire court look at him with admiration. He was highly praised by the emperor, and Jinkou Yuyan hand-picked him to be the first in the world. How many people in the world can have such an honor? Yang Zhuangyuan must have a greater future than Meng Zhuangyuan.
The subordinates beat gongs, shouted, and escorted the No. 1 Scholar throughout the streets and alleys of the capital. The common people also liked this tune. The three-level imperial examination, which happens once every three years, is a repertoire in the capital.
Due to the nature of the carnival, wherever the No. 1 Scholar went, there were crowds of people, especially the young ladies and young wives, who rushed forward to catch a glimpse of the No. 1 Scholar. They were so proud of their lives that they could die without regrets.
The Number One Scholar was riding a big white horse and walking on Sanshan Street. There were crowds of people on both sides of the road. Yang Feng bowed his hands in greetings and his mouth was numb from laughter. Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in the vast sea of people. He had a pretty and charming face, a simple and well-fitted body.
Wearing a sarong and cotton-padded jacket, her two bright black eyes were twinkling. Isn't this the little girl who met by the lakeside of Mochou, who was smart enough to fight against evildoers?
Liu Ying'er ran to the noodle shop to take stock today, and happened to meet the number one scholar parading in the street. Seeing such a commotion, Liu Ying'er grinned happily. The number one scholar's eyes came over, and their eyes met. Liu Ying'er didn't recognize this.
It was an old friend whom I had met once before at Mochou Lake. I just thought that this number one scholar was silly, so I immediately pursed my lips and smiled.
This smile didn't matter, the soul of the champion man was lost, and he entered a petrified state at that time. The cheers around him could no longer be heard, and there was only a beautiful woman in his heart...
Back at the No. 1 Scholar's Mansion, there were already a large number of visitors blocking the door, and there was even a drawer full of invitations. There was a recognition gate, for those who married in the same year, and some who invited guests to drink and cultivate relationships, but the most people came to propose marriage.
The new No. 1 scholar is a potential stock with high quality and low price. Although he is still young and has not been awarded a real job, his future is limitless. Among the high-ranking officials in the capital, there are many young and old who still have daughters to take care of at home. This year’s imperial examination
The top three, the second, and the top pick are all middle-aged. Only the top pick is a young man. It is said that he comes from a poor family and must not have been married. Therefore, people whose daughters have not yet left the court come to visit one after another, hoping to become relatives.
Faced with a lot of birthdays and horoscopes and handkerchiefs embroidered by girls, Yang Feng couldn't lift his spirits at all. His mind was filled with the smile of the unknown woman at the door of the noodle shop. His family came to explain the matter, and he couldn't help but explain it twice.
I didn't hear anything and was in a daze.
The situation was urgent, and the servant had to bravely push the champion, and then Yang Feng was awakened from his addiction. When he was startled, official authority was immediately written on his face, and he said in a deep voice: "Presumptuous!"
The servant quickly bowed and said: "Sir, your right minister has invited you."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier, change your clothes quickly, and prepare your car!"
The Right Prime Minister is no better than others. He is the highest-ranking minister in the dynasty and has the most holy affection. He is also upright and selfless, and has an excellent official reputation. Ordinary people can't find a way to curry favor with him. Yang Feng actually received an invitation to pass the government. This is
What an honor, how valued.
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Yang Feng was born in a poor family and had no backing in the court. The so-called emperor's disciple was just a term. How could he really go to his "mentor" for help when something happened? Yang Feng's real mentor should be Liu Songpo, who was his imperial scholar.
As an important minister of the imperial court and a disciple, it is necessary to visit and have a casual meal. It is obviously inappropriate to wear official uniforms for such a private meeting, and Yang Feng has no other clothes. It is too late to buy clothes at the last minute. Yang Feng ponders for a moment, but still
Ask your servant to get the green shirt you wore before you were named on the gold medal list.
Wearing a half-worn green shirt and a square scarf on his head, with the same clothes but a different spirit, who could tell that this dignified scribe was the poor and down-and-out man who was reluctant to hire a carriage in order to see the view of Lake Mochou?
From the Qishen Temple in the southern suburbs of the city to Mochou Lake in the west of the city, my cloth shoes were so open that I even got beaten up by a bad boy. Thinking back to that time, it felt like a lifetime ago.
"Master, is this appropriate to wear?" the servant asked cautiously.
"It doesn't matter, Prime Minister Liu is not someone who judges people by their appearance." Yang Feng was full of confidence and straightened his square scarf in front of the mirror.
When they arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, the housekeeper went out to greet him and welcomed him into the second hall. Mr. Liu, accompanied by his son Liu Jingyun, stood at the door of the second hall to greet him. Seeing Yang Feng wearing a half-worn green shirt, Liu Songpo couldn't help but smile in approval.
"My teacher is here, please bow to me." Yang Feng lifted his robe and knelt down. Liu Songpo quickly helped him. The champion insisted and kowtowed three times. There was a banging sound. Even Mrs. Liu sitting in the hall heard it and secretly sighed that this child was honest.
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"For these three heads, what the students worship is not the Prime Minister, but the teacher, the Lord of Heaven and Earth, and the five moral principles and principles." Yang Feng spoke loudly and plausibly.
"Well, Songpo stroked his beard and smiled, introducing his son and wife to Yang Feng, "This is the bitch, and this is the dog."
Yang Feng was polite and kowtowed to his wife and Liu Jingyun. When he raised his head, he suddenly saw a small head sticking out of the flower door on one side of the second hall. It was the girl he had never forgotten in his heart!
At this moment, Yang Feng felt as if he was struck by lightning. It turned out that the person he loved was the daughter of his mentor. He was surprised, happy and depressed. Needless to say, he was surprised. As for the reason for depression... only Yang Feng himself knew.
"Come here Ying'er, I've seen the new top scholar."
Liu Ying'er acted like a lady, walked over with gentle steps, said a soft blessing, and whispered in a sweet voice: "I have seen the number one scholar."
Yang Feng was already petrified, staring blankly at Liu Ying'er with his eyes. Fortunately, Liu Jingyun coughed beside him, which woke up the dreamer. Yang Feng realized that he had lost his temper, felt extremely regretful, and quickly returned the gift.
The female family members went back to the back house after seeing the guests. Liu Ying'er happened to have something in her mind. When she walked into the flower gate, she looked back at Yang Feng and smiled. This was the third time she smiled at Yang Feng.
Yang Feng tried hard to adjust his emotions, try his best to think clearly and speak freely. Fortunately, Mr. Liu didn't ask any difficult questions, just some commonplace questions.
"I wonder if the number one scholar is married?" the prime minister mentioned seemingly casually.
Yang Feng's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't hesitate for a moment and answered directly: "The student has been poor since he was a child and has not yet been married."
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