Regardless of Su Ziji's thoughts, King Qi's face turned livid at this time, and his nails cut into his flesh. Even the King of Shu also changed his color. For a moment, everyone was in a trance, as if he saw his respectable and terrifying prince entering the palace again.
, this is really similar.
If you take a closer look, it's not the looks that are too similar, but the temperament and demeanor.
Only the new King of Lu, who was still young when the prince passed away, did not have much association with him. He just secretly praised: "This man has a good appearance and an even better expression. He has the attitude of the ancients throwing fruits to fill the cart."
When they were on the same page, the two kings of Shu changed their expressions, and several ministers looked at them from the corner of their eyes. They also changed their expressions, and stopped their smiles. They looked at each other secretly and thought to themselves: "Is there anything special about this son? Maybe he can be given to Gu's disciples.
have a look."
Regardless of his thoughts, he came in the same way and bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to express his gratitude.
However, the second place finishers in the second and third place, as well as those in the third place, do not have this treatment. They do not need to enter the palace, but only need to kneel and thank them outside the palace.
The fourth biography is Rong Yongxin, a young man in his twenties. He looks very good-looking, full of vigor and heroic appearance.
The emperor seemed very satisfied with these four people, nodded with a smile, and looked at Zhong Fanzhi again.
Zhong Fanzhi took the golden book, but did not open it, but said to Rong Yongxin: "According to the decree, you will pass the roll call!"
"Yes!" Rong Yongxin was obviously excited, but suppressed it. He held the gold book in his hands, kowtowed to the emperor, then stood up, walked back to the entrance of the hall, and began to roll call to the people kneeling outside.
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This song is about the rankings after the second place in the top two.
There are also guards on the left and right. There are several people in total. Their voices are loud and loud. They sing each name of Chuanlu and repeat it loudly in unison.
Loud embarrassment.
As for the Grand Bachelor, there are only four singers, and they are all kneeling in front, so it is impossible to hear clearly.
Two hundred and thirty-three people, except three people in the first class, seventy people in the second class, and one hundred and sixty people in the third class. As the roll call continued, some people were happy and some were sad. Everyone had a different taste.
In my heart, apart from those who were really ranked at the top, those who thought they were very high had their rankings dropped. At the same time, Xie En, he felt envious and jealous of the three people in the first-class rankings, especially Su Ziji, the number one scholar.
Su Ziji had long been accustomed to facing these familiar malices.
The impact on him was not as great as the "admission notice" thoughtfully sent by the Ministry of Etiquette when he exited the hall after singing his name, bowing and thanking him, which made him think more.
When Su Zi was taking the Huiyuan examination, someone also sent a post to the Jushi Garden of Qingyuan Temple. At that time, the post was considered elegant.
But now the Ministry of Rites has sent a gold-plated book post that represents the honor of the First Class and represents the status of the new Jinshi. That is one in the sky and one on the earth.
"For scholars, even if they are admitted as a scholar, it can be regarded as a change of family. But for the upper class, only at this moment, only when they get the title of new Jinshi and everything is finalized, can they really change their family."
"This is truly a transformation from an ordinary scholar to an official."
Even Chuanlu, who seems to have a good reputation, is different from the first-class students in this "admission notice". He has the same treatment as the second-class and third-class students, and all he gets are red cards.
"Su Zhuangyuan, here are the Zhuangyuan robes and palace flowers." Officials from Honglu Temple led people to the side hall.
The first and third officers should wear special red robes and put bright red palace flowers on their hats.
This was actually made on the spur of the moment. You only need to wear one outfit over the clothes you are currently wearing. Generally speaking, they are very loose, and add a jade belt to make it more festive.
Looking at the red robe on the tray, Su Ziji once again thanked the main hall from a distance. The side hall had been surrounded by curtains and a dressing room. All three people went there, one person at a time.
Inside, Su Ziji changed into the No. 1 Scholar's uniform, a plain silver belt around his waist, and a red flower on his black gauze hat.
"She really looks like a groom."
In fact, the attire of the groom's official was imitated by the number one scholar. Although the size of the number one scholar's uniform was large, the color was very red and not vulgar. Because the official uniforms of this era were looser, it didn't look like anything.
As for the very feminine palace flowers, because it has long been known that the number one scholar will wear palace flowers on his hat. This is an honor that belongs to every number one scholar. Naturally, Su Ziji will not dislike it. He put the palace flowers directly on his hat and smiled.
Go out, and when you come out, the two of you are already waiting outside.
Taking a look at the second-place finisher, Tanhua, who had also changed into clothes, Su Ziji could probably guess how festive he looked at this moment from the way he put it on.
"If you see it, you will definitely laugh at me." This was Su Ziji's first reaction.
But then I thought, no, if I usually wear red, the other party might secretly laugh, but when she puts on this champion robe, she will probably just look at him with bright eyes and admiration on her face.
"I don't know if Buhui knows that I have become the number one scholar." This moment of honor, a brief rise to the top in the field of scholars, made Su Ziji very eager to share it with Ye Buhui.
Su Ziji lowered his eyes and saw half of the red sandalwood shadow floating in the field of vision with a faint green light, and a line of green characters appeared: "Winning the number one scholar and transforming into the seed of human nature, is it through Panlong's mind method (8015/
10000) absorbed (this move is irreversible)?”
"yes!"
"The Panlong Heart Technique absorbs the seeds of humanity, [The Panlong Heart Technique] is 2000, increased by 11 levels (15/11000)!"
“What a double blessing.”
Su Ziji accepted it calmly and directly. He only checked it and ignored it for the time being.
After that, it’s all about praising the official.
Dazheng's boasting officials only set out from the palace and went all the way to Daming Gate. The journey was not very far and there was no need to ride a horse. Su Ziji guessed that this change was probably to restrain the military attachés.
The boundary between civil servants and military attachés was clearly drawn, and even the "military" element was completely eliminated when praising officials.
"I'm in poor health. I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it if I follow him for such a long distance." Su Ziji lowered his eyes and thought to himself as he thought about the journey ahead.
At this time, the court dispersed, and King Qi got off work. He was confused and confused. When he saw his brother Shu, who had competed with him in the past, his face was also pale, but he did not smile. Instead, he felt a sympathy for each other.
As for King Lu who was following him with a confused look on his face, the two of them looked down upon him and ignored him.
In the silence, the three of them had already stepped out of the palace gate. Three ox carts were waiting in sequence not far from the steps. There was still noise in the distance. Everyone knew that this was a parade to praise officials.
"It's ridiculous to parade around and praise your officials." King Qi couldn't help but sneer.
The atmosphere of the former Wei Dynasty was open. Although Dazheng was a little tight, he still inherited the system of the previous dynasty. He occasionally read Fangshi's novels. In addition to talented men and beautiful women, there were also princes occasionally.
But in novels like this, when princes compete for favor, it turns out that they are honest and meritorious, and hate evil as much as hatred.
This really made King Qi laugh out loud.
Integrity, meritorious service, and hatred of evil are just the knowledge of a courtier or even a censor. The more he does it, the more he proves to be a slave.