"Your Majesty, my minister Li Guangdi boldly spoke out and failed to comply with the Yuan Dynasty's edict. It has reached the point where he must change it!" Li Guangdi's heart suddenly changed and he said loudly, "God bless our Qing Dynasty, and God has sent down the Manchu Wenkui. This is sincerity." It is a grand event for the country. Your Majesty, God cannot take anything from you. This is a big mistake!"
Good guy, Li Guangdi's impassioned and self-sacrifice statement for the country made the other six ministers dumbfounded.
"I respectfully request your Majesty to withdraw the previous edict, so that from now on there will no longer be distinctions between Manchus and Han people in the world!"
"There is no distinction between Manchu and Han anymore!"
"Manchus and Chinese are one family!"
The shouts of the eight important ministers were louder and louder than the previous wave. They shook the Qianqing Palace and left a lingering sound.
"Your Majesty, if you don't accept your loyal advice, I would rather hit you to death!" Wu Jun stood up in a hurry, trying to hit the palace pillar.
Kangxi was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly and called people, "Quick, quick, stop Mr. Wu Ge quickly."
Liang Jiugong was the first to rush out from under the palace pillar. He hugged Wu Jun's waist with quick eyes and quick hands, and repeatedly persuaded: "Mr. Wu Ge, why are you doing this? Long live the Lord is an eternal wise king. As long as what you say is reasonable, How could you not obey?"
Hi, Wei Zhu, who was a little slow and rushed to hug Wu Yu's arm, felt admiration in her heart that cannot be described in words.
Mr. Wu Ge, Mr. Li Ge, Mr. Liang, damn, this kind of hard-hitting ability, even if Wei Zhu learns it for fifty years, he will still be unable to flatter him.
"Your Majesty, my Majesty, please obey me." Wu Jun burst into tears and wanted to crash to death in front of the palace.
Li Guangdi took off his hat and kowtowed heavily. Soon, his forehead turned blue and purple.
"Oh, you guys, come on, come on, come on, I'll just follow you and point the jade pillar as the yuan. Is this done?" Kangxi looked up and sighed, helplessly picked up the ink pen and wrote on the Yuzhu paper. One word: Yes.
"Hey..." All the record readers and eunuchs in the palace took a long breath, it's done!
"Li Guangdi, who drafted the decree, is Wu Jun, the great scholar of Baohe Palace. He has been working hard for many years and has made great achievements. He is rewarded with the third-class light chariot captain Spyke."
Spyker, a hereditary nobleman.
Li Guangdi walked to the small desk, writing as fast as he could, writing in one fell swoop.
Kangxi looked at the first draft handed over by Li Guangdi, nodded, immediately picked up the ink pen, and commented: Yes.
Alas, all the ministers present were extremely envious.
This ginger is still spicy!
Wu Jun earned the precious Spyker for future generations with just some hard work of singing, chanting and fighting. How amazing is this?
You know, if a Han minister without military merit wants to get the title of Spyker, it will be even harder than reaching the sky!
Later generations of Zeng Guofan and Zeng Wenzhenggong were nothing more than a first-class Yiyonghou with their extraordinary achievements in wiping out the Changmao in the south of the Yangtze River.
"Oh, you guys, it's really a grind!" Kangxi didn't bother to look at the papers for the second to ninth names anymore, and sighed, "Take the photo as requested!"
"I am waiting for you to receive the order!"
The ministers all performed courteously, and the result of the palace examination was decided.
After leaving the Qianqing Palace, Wu Jun straightened his back, glanced at the somewhat depressed Li Guangdi, and couldn't help but smile.
Humph, when I was selected as Jinshi, you were still herding cattle.
Li Guangdi had been setting up the game for a long time, but when it was about to harvest, Wu Yu picked the peaches, which made him feel depressed.
Originally, Li Guangdi thought that Wu Jun would mention something auspicious. Unexpectedly, the old fox surnamed Wu not only did not mention the sixth yuan, but also always insisted on the political correctness of Manchu and Han, and became the final winner.< /p>
You can keep auspicious things secret, but you can never mention them to your face.
Whoever mentions it will be in trouble!
Nowadays, the auspicious trend of Liu Yuan and the third place has been established and cannot be changed!
On the day when the gold list was announced, many people came outside the palace gate early, waiting to see the list so that they could rush to report the news and receive the reward in time.
At noon, Liang Jiugong came to the Meridian Gate holding the gold medal and surrounded by several guards.
After the gold list was posted, everyone swarmed up, scrambling to see the ranking clearly.
I saw several rows of eye-catching large characters on the left side of the gold list.
According to the destiny of heaven, the emperor made the following announcement: On March 19, the forty-fifth year of the reign of Emperor Kangxi, he planned to test the tribute scholars from all over the world, including Tong Jia and Yuzhu. Two hundred and fifty people were awarded. The first grade was awarded the Jinshi title, the second grade was awarded the Jinshi background, and the third grade was awarded the Jinshi background. I was born with the same Jinshi family, so I would like to give this edict.
Then, from left to right, there are densely packed rankings and names.
"Yeah, I got the sixth yuan!"
"Wow, the Banner Man has won the first prize!"
"Yeah, yeah, the top pick in the Big Four!"
"Wen Kuixing has descended to earth!"
"Damn, what kind of book does my uncle know how to read? He even selected the top prize?"
"Alas, be careful what you say, be careful that walls have ears."
In Long Mansion, Li Si'er and Long Keduo got up early and sat upright in the upper room. They didn't even want to eat breakfast, so they just waited for someone from outside to announce the good news.
After the first three drills, the servants in the Long Mansion, under the arrangement of Grandma Liu, formed a long line, extending from the outside of the mansion to the front of the main room.
As long as the official messenger came to announce the good news, the servants would relay the news inside.
Aunt Liu made a special request. Anyone whose voice is not loud or resonant will be deducted three months of monthly salary!
Last time, there was a group fight in front of the dignified Nine Gate Admiral’s Gate. It was simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!
Therefore, this time, under the auspices of Grandma Liu, all the servants in the mansion were assigned to their posts and were not allowed to leave their posts without permission.
Outside the gate of the mansion, Luo Xing'a, the newly promoted deputy general of the Green Camp District, led his soldiers and surrounded the entire alley.
If there are fights and troubles again, can Luo Xing'a still be regarded as a lieutenant who has not covered his body?
"Dedede..." The rapid sound of horse hooves broke the tranquility in the alley.
"Tong Jia, the master of your mansion, has a taboo on the jade pillar, and he has been selected as the number one scholar on the gold medal list!"
This time, the official messenger who came did not have so many lies, he was direct and clear.
"Congratulations, sir and madam. Congratulations, sir, madam. Our second master has won the first prize on the gold medal list."
"Congratulations, sir and madam. Congratulations, sir, madam. Our second master has won the first prize on the gold medal list."
"Congratulations, sir and madam. Congratulations, sir, madam. Our second master has won the first prize on the gold medal list."
The sound of congratulations, amidst the relay of servants, spread from the door of the mansion to the upper room of the main courtyard.
"Wow..." Li Si'er almost jumped up with joy and said repeatedly, "Bonus, reward, reward all."
Longkodo couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Good son, my good son!"
Hongmei knelt down at Li Si'er's feet and said with joy: "Madam, my good wife, our second master has become the number one scholar, so you are waiting to have a golden grandson!"
Li Si'er was slightly stunned, and then he was as happy as an old hen, giggling non-stop.
Grandma Liu on the side couldn't help but wonder what it was like.
Hongmei, who is only twenty years old, is already better at controlling Li Si'er's temper.
After the messenger came in, the district deputy general Luo Xing'a immediately gave an order to withdraw the guarding soldiers.
The common people who had been gathering around for a long time immediately cheered and swarmed in when they saw the officers and soldiers withdrawing.
The chief steward, Wu Shanwen, led the servants in the mansion to carry out baskets of copper coins, carried them to the steps in front of the mansion, and sprinkled them all over the sky.
"Your house is very happy!"
"Thanks for the reward, little ones!"
"Wen Kui has come down to earth!"
"I'm picking up money."
For a time, the entire Long Mansion was filled with joy and immersed in a sea of joy.
At this time, Yuzhu was leaning on the imperial concubine's couch, with a thin quilt on her knees, smiling and listening to Lin Yan'er playing the flute.
"Congratulations, Mr. Second, for being the number one scholar in high school!" The sound of the announcement came from the doorway into the room.
When it was Wu Jiang's turn, he immediately turned over and prostrated in front of the couch, smiling and saying: "The second master is the number one scholar in high school, and Xiao Qing is waiting for the second master to marry the second grandma back."
Oh, did you really win the top prize?
Yuzhu was somewhat surprised. He did not expect that for the so-called great auspiciousness, Kangxi would overturn the previous edict that was not full of points.
Alas, the emperor has been doing this for too long, and he has become extremely happy with his success!
Yuzhu has a particularly calm temperament, and even the servants around him are all calm and do not dare to make any mistakes.
"Master, I miss you!" Lin Yan'er ran over like a baby swallow returning to the forest, jumped into Yuzhu's arms, her pretty face was red, she bit her lips, and said softly, "Guan...yin, it's still...
Dead...tree..."
The beauty knew her temperament so well that Yuzhu couldn't help but feel happy. He put his arms around her waist, shook his head slightly and said, "Not now, let's do it tonight. My students will definitely come to congratulate her later." p>
In the same year as the provincial examination, Zhou Quan was implicated by his father Zhou Kuang in clinging to the prince. He had just suffered bad luck and was exiled to Ninggu Pagoda.
In the same year of the imperial examination, Seleng'e and Actun were held.
The problem is that the two of them must stay at home now, accepting congratulations from relatives and friends, and it is impossible to come to Yuzhu.
The relatives of Lao Tong's family have always looked down on Li Si'er and Yuzhu, and they are unlikely to come over to congratulate them.
However, Yuzhu's three imperial grandson students will definitely come to congratulate him after getting the news.
Is it ridiculous that my mentor is the number one scholar in high school, but his students avoid seeing each other? How is that appropriate?
On the other hand, the emperor's disciples all came to congratulate him, but Yuzhu was lying on the bed with his beauty high. Is it ridiculous?
As expected, it didn't take long for Hong Hao to arrive with generous gifts.
"Disciple Honghao congratulates my mentor, the number one scholar in Jinban High School." Xiao Honghao bowed to the ground respectfully, and all his haha beads knelt down and congratulated him together.
Yuzhu still has no beard under his chin, so he can't do the gesture of stroking his beard and smiling kindly, which is a bit regretful.
"Have you ever read in the morning?" Yuzhu asked Honghao with a smile as if he were a mentor.
Hong Hao raised his hands in a polite manner and said, "Replying to my mentor, when I got up early, I had already read the morning reading."
"Very good." Yuzhu began to randomly check Hong Hao's homework progress, "Carry Mang and face Luo, float and Wei occupy Jing. The palace is gloomy, and the buildings are frightened. Continue memorizing."
Hong Hao shook his head and retorted: "Illustrations depict animals and colorful fairies. Beside Bingshe, there are couplets on the first tent..."
Seeing that Hong Hao was reciting so smoothly, Yu Zhu couldn't help but smile. He was slowly getting back on track.
To be honest, with Tang Bing's superb level, as long as Xiao Honghao can sit still, the progress of his homework and studies will not be bad.
However, Hongshu's temperament is too out-of-the-box. The progress of homework is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, which makes people unavoidably worried.
The bigger problem is actually Hong Yun, the eldest son of the fourth concubine.
This child came out of his mother's womb prematurely when he was only seven months old. He had congenital deficiencies.
In history, Hongyun died when he was ten years old.
If Brother Si had not forced Hong Yun onto Yu Zhu, Yu Zhu would not have been able to take care of him.
The problem is that Hongyun, who is only six years old, has officially accepted Yuzhu as his teacher, so he cannot ignore it.
Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!
Yuzhu was thinking about Hongyun, so Hongyun was brought over by Dai Duo.