Five hundred and twentieth chapters Guangyao lintel
The day when you are named on the gold medal list, when you return home in rich clothes.
Xiang Yu once settled in Guanzhong, but when he saw that Guanzhong was in ruins, he wanted to return to his hometown, but others stopped him and said that he should stay in Guanzhong. So Xiang Yu said that he would not return to his hometown after becoming rich and noble, and he would be like walking in the night wearing brocade clothes. Who would know?
This sentence tells us the urgency of showing off after becoming rich.
Even if thousands of years pass, this will never change.
For example, Zhang Shi's true identity was clearly revealed. The neighbor who had just closed the door and not seen him, who had just won the Jinshi, was now dragging his old man to call him brother and sister.
Unexpectedly, the other party was flattered because Zhang Shi was Xing Yuan's father, and his own son was barely at the bottom of the list.
Therefore, even though the other party's son is only a few years older than Zhang Shi, he still treats him as an equal.
Soon many officials and gentry heard that the Zhang family had another province, and they also came one after another.
Mrs. Yu took her son's hand and asked, "Why did you change your name? It's so hard for your parents to find you."
Zhang Zhi said: "The child's name violated the taboo of a saint's name. Later, under the guidance of Bachelor Wang of Jiangning Prefecture, I changed it to a straight character. I didn't tell my parents clearly enough, so I ask for your forgiveness, mother."
Mrs. Yu cried with joy and said, "Well done, as long as you are in high school, it will be fine. It's just that I am worried about you."
"The child is unfilial."
An official on the side stepped forward and said respectfully: "Mr. Yuan, the auditorium has been decorated. Can we perform the formal ceremony?"
Zhang Zhize said: "My three uncles and three aunts haven't arrived home yet. I want to bow down to them when they arrive. Is that okay?"
The official smiled and said: "Young Master, please be polite as you please. We will just listen to your orders."
Mrs. Yu on the side looked at Zhang Shi and said happily: "This is exactly the truth. My son has really grown up!"
On this day, Shi Qi Niang and Xiao Zhang Yue went to the Daxiangguo Temple to ask for an autograph for Zhang Zhi. In the temple, they obtained an autograph for Zhang Zhi. When Shi Qi Niang and Xiao Zhang Yue returned home, they saw something unexpected at the door of their home.
It was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.
Seventeenth Mother smiled and said: "Your brother Axi has won the Jinshi."
"It's so lively, I want to be a Jinshi in the future!" Xiao Zhang, with a childish look on his face, stretched out his little finger and pointed forward and said seriously.
The Seventeenth Mother stroked her son's little head and smiled.
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At this moment, Zhang Yue was working in Tianzhang Pavilion.
The eunuch in charge of Tianzhang Pavilion spoke to Zhang Yue and said: "Zhang Zhengyan, this new provincial title has been issued. It comes from the Zhang family in Pucheng and is named Zhang Zhi. He must be the same clan as the number one scholar. Our family is here to congratulate the number one scholar first."
"Zhang Zhi?"
Zhang Yue instantly thought of Zhangqiu. It was normal for candidates in the Song Dynasty to change their names to take the exam.
For example, Zhang Yue's old senior Liu Ji changed his name to Liu Hun, thus escaping Ouyang Xiu's persistent pursuit and finally won the first prize.
Apart from Zhang Qiu, Zhang Yue really couldn't think of anyone else who could save Yuan.
You must know that the examiner is Sima Guang. With him as the examiner, the possibility of clearing the joint is extremely low.
That's right, it must be Zhang Zhi.
There is nothing to say, Zhang Yue has such faith in his eldest nephew from the bottom of his heart!
Wait, so the emperor knew that Zhang Zhi passed the Jinshi examination? They were both very young!
But consider that both uncle and nephew have entered the officialdom. In the officialdom, in order to distinguish the two of them, they have to have some titles.
For example, one calls them Da Zhang and the other Xiao Zhang, or one calls them Lao Zhang and the other Xiao Zhang.
Zhang Yue thought that he might be called Lao Zhang in the future, and he couldn't help but feel happy and troubled.
When Zhang Yue thought of this, he heard that the officials were summoning him.
Zhang Yue is sitting here as the lecturer of Tianzhang Pavilion, waiting for the emperor's summons at any time. As soon as he hears the emperor's summons, he gets up and enters the palace.
But when he saw the official pacing anxiously in the banquet hall, as soon as he saw Zhang Yue, he immediately ordered his left and right people to leave and asked: "Zhang Qing, why did your nephew change his name?"
Zhang Yue was stunned, where did the emperor see it?
Yes, even if it weren't for the handwriting, the officials must have known Zhang Zhi's writing style since they were classmates for so long.
Zhang Yue immediately briefly explained the story of Zhang Zhi's running away from home two years ago, and then said: "Perhaps he is afraid of breaking a sacred taboo, or maybe he doesn't want my family and me to know about it."
The official was relieved after hearing this, and then asked again: "Did Zhang Qing not tell A Xi my identity?"
Zhang Yue said truthfully: "This...not yet."
The officials were very satisfied after hearing this, and were obviously still immersed in the pleasure of showing off. From this we can see that showing off is a necessity, even the emperor needs it.
The official then told Zhang Yue: "Keep this secret for me. It's a pity that this subject is in the imperial examination and there is no palace examination. Otherwise, I will definitely give him another number one scholar."
Zhang Yue heard this and thought to himself, "Guan Jia, I will remember your words for my eldest nephew."
Zhang Yue said: "It is my nephew's blessing that your majesty can keep him in mind. As for the number one scholar, our Zhang family does not dare to ask for it."
The official said with some enthusiasm: "Why don't you dare to do this? I just recently learned that Duke Zhang Dexiang of your Zhang family in Pucheng was the first prime minister of the Fujian people in the Song Dynasty. Emperor Renzong regarded him very highly."
"And your uncles and nephews have known me since I was young, and now they have all joined the imperial court and become officials. I also hope that your uncles and nephews will serve me as wholeheartedly as the Duke of Xi did in the future!"
Zhang Yue almost burst into tears when he heard this. Thanks to his eldest nephew, is it safe for us to become prime minister in the future?
But no matter what, this is the benefit of the Haoying family. As long as there is an outstanding person in the family, it will help the entire family rise.
This is like the wild geese returning south. As long as a strong leading goose takes the lead, the geese behind will fly much more easily.
The same is true for regions. Since Zhang Dexiang became the first person from Fujian to become the prime minister, the number of Fujian officials worshiping the prime minister has been like a surge. Almost every government must have a Fujian prime minister.
For example, in the current two palaces, there are Zeng Gongliang, the Prime Minister, and Chen Shengzhi, the Deputy Privy Envoy.
As for Taizu's words about not allowing southerners to serve as prime ministers, they have long been thrown aside.
Who would have thought that such a barren and barren land of Fujian would be filled with prime ministers. However, there is still a big question mark as to whether they are good prime ministers. After all, the legend of traitorous ministers in the history of Song Dynasty is there.
"I and my nephew must serve Your Majesty in return for your kindness."
The official smiled and said: "Zhang Qing is alive, you go home to reunite first, I will send you a reward later!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Zhang Yuelang said loudly, his voice almost shook the palace!
After the official said this, Zhang Yue bid farewell to the official family and left the palace. His joy was beyond words, almost comparable to the time when he won the first prize.
Zhang Yue left the palace, changed his clothes, and then rode his horse on the streets of Bianjing. He saw that every household was decorated with lanterns and colorful sheds. It was the time when the results were released, and the people of Bianjing were celebrating a festival.
, the scholar who walked on the streets in bright clothes and angry horses was highly respected wherever he went, and countless girls' families looked at him with admiration.
Coincidentally, there was spring thunder in the sky at this moment, but there was no rain. Looking from a distance, it looked like a dragon soaring above the nine heavens, moving through clouds and spreading rain.
Seeing this chapter, he galloped his horse and whipped his whip, and then the cool and pleasant spring breeze blew in his face, bathing his whole body in the majesty of the emperor's grace.
Zhang Yue was still a mile away from his home, but he saw that the streets and alleys were already surrounded by people.
When one person came out, others started asking: "Have you seen the Xinke Province?"
The other party smiled and said: "Of course I saw it."
"How?"
"He is so handsome and extremely brave... I took a look from a distance, but I saw that Duke Yuan was eight feet tall and his waist was eight feet too..."
Zhang Yue almost got angry after hearing this, saying that his eldest nephew should be renamed Zhang Yuan.
The other party said vividly that Tang Jiuwang Gong had opened the way for him, otherwise Zhang Yue would never have been able to reach the door of his house.
But in front of the door, I saw firecracker red chips spread on the ground. There were craftsmen busy building colorful buildings in front of the door. Two of my own doors had been brutally attacked, and others were replacing the Zhang family's new tung oil doors.
When Zhang Yue arrived at the door, the neighbors all said, "The Number One Scholar is back!"
"The Number One Scholar is home!"
"My uncle is the number one scholar, and my nephew is the provincial scholar, so he is very good at everything."
"It's amazing how all the glory in the world has fallen to his family."
"You are truly worthy of being from a scholarly family!"
While listening to the praise, Zhang Yue smiled and exchanged hands with his neighbors. He raised his head and glanced at the two hairpins on the lintel.
Today is finally the time to shine!
Zhang Zhi, who was inside the house, had already heard the message telling Zhang Yue to come back, and immediately came out to welcome him.
"Third uncle!"
Zhang Zhi wanted to bow, but Zhang Yue held him back.
Zhang Zhi said with tears in his eyes: "Without the guidance of my third uncle, my nephew would never be where he is today..."
Zhang Yue said: "Why should you and my uncle and nephew be apart from each other? Remember that now that you are an official, you must put your family and country first and do something for the common people. Don't fall into the family tradition of our Zhang family and do things that dishonor our ancestors."
Come."
Everyone on the left and right applauded Zhang Yue's advice to correct the family tradition.
Zhang Qiu bowed and said, "My nephew, please remember your uncle's teachings."
An official said: "The father is kind and the son is filial, and the uncle and nephew have a deep love. With such an honest family tradition, it is no wonder that the children in the family are diligent in their studies and make progress, even in high school!"
Another official said: "It is the Qi family that can govern the country, and only by governing the country can the world be peaceful!"
Zhang Yue led Zhang Zhi inside, and the courtesy official said: "Now that Zhang Zhengyan has arrived, I would like to invite Duke Yuan to pay homage!"
Zhang Zhi nodded, but saw Zhang Shi and Yu's family sitting high in the main hall.
The ceremony officer on the side praised: "The noble man is rich and prosperous. He never forgets the kindness of his parents and kowtows!"
Zhang Shi said loudly: "My child, I thank my parents for raising me!"
"Two kowtows!"
"Three kowtows!'
Zhang Zhi wore a brocade robe and kowtowed three times to his parents.
Zhang Shi and Yu had tears in their eyes, but they were extremely happy on each other's faces.
Zhang Yue thought to himself, this can be regarded as an award-winning speech for future generations, thanking you for anything, but the ones you should thank most are your parents. There is no kindness from heaven and earth greater than the kindness of your parents.
Zhang Shi Yu's family saw that Zhang Zhi had become a leader, and now they have finally come to the end of their hardships.
Then Zhang Yue and Qi Niang sat down, and Zhang Zhi kowtowed to them. Zhang Yue and Qi Niang got up and supported Zhang Zhi before he kowtowed to the second time.
After Zhang Yue personally helped Zhang Zhi, Zhang Yu, who had been watching from the side of the hall, was about to step forward to say a few words to Zhang Zhi, but Zhang Yue told the ceremony officer that the ceremony had been completed.
At this moment, countless congratulators poured into the Zhang family's door, and the threshold was broken...
Countless candles were lit up and down the hall, and an unknown number of lanterns were held outside the door, illuminating the Zhang family in a dazzling and resplendent light!
