Su Ziji heard the cry and came out. At this time, the sky was clear and clear, the water was wide, and the waves were crashing on the shore. Cen Rubai pointed to the pier by the lake and said: "Sir, look, it's the officials and gentry of Shuangye Mansion who are here to greet us!"
"Well, indeed, the fifth-grade official uniform in the middle should be the prefect, and the left is Tongzhi (juncheng)..."
Su Ziji identified them one by one and saw a group of officials waiting anxiously and eagerly. The big ship was getting closer and closer to the shore.
The magistrate stood up and gave orders, and the drums and music were loudly played. When the boatman docked, anchored, and built a plank bridge, Luo Pei was getting off the shore in his clothes, and saw a few rays of light and a sudden boom, which was to welcome the salute fired by the imperial envoy.
Although the area near Panlong Lake is not a prosperous area, many people have heard that the imperial envoy is coming to deliver an edict to the Dragon Girl in the Dragon Palace. This kind of thing is most likely to arouse the curiosity of the people. In the beginning, the blood sacrifice officials attracted many people to watch, not to mention
Is it now?
Therefore, in addition to the officials, squires and some distinguished scholars who arrived at the request of the prefect, there were also many people gathering further away, pointing at the big boats in the lake.
"Is that the high platform where the decree is announced?"
Seeing that a high platform at least five meters high and more than twenty square meters in size had been built by the lakeside, surrounded by officers and soldiers, prohibiting anyone from approaching it, Cen Rubai took a look and guessed what it was about.
Su Ziji also took a look and found that a table had been set up, with an incense burner and offerings of chickens, ducks, pigs, melons and fruits.
After all, if you are announcing an edict to the Dragon Palace like this, as long as you are not deliberately dismissive or the time is too tight, there must be a sacrifice first and then the edict is read out.
The last time Luo Pei came to Panlong Lake, he performed a sacrifice. Now that he was here again, looking at the relatively calm lake, he felt a little complicated.
"The last time I came here, Qiu Chang and a few others separated from me because of the incident involving Huang Liangping. Later, they were even more afraid that I would sacrifice the blood of the guilty ministers. Now they have switched to other people's sects, but I cannot regret it myself."
Luo Pei was not unaware of the fact that some people in the court mocked him as a cruel official, but given another chance, Luo Pei would still do the same.
Thinking like this, his eyes fell on Su Ziji who got off the last boat, and he couldn't help but sigh to himself: "On the other hand, this Su Ziji, who would have thought that he would obtain the Sacred Heart in such a short period of time?
If what some people in Beijing are secretly spreading is true, this boy is far above me."
"The king of heaven is a noble man, so the division between the king and his ministers is like this."
It is said that this is just a moment of thinking. Everyone on the shore has been trained for a long time. When the cannon fired, the music stopped, and the prefect and the officials all knelt down and kowtowed deeply: "I respectfully greet you!"
"Holy greetings!" Luo Pei received the gift from Daitian and calmly accepted the gift. He said calmly and went ashore, followed by his entourage.
"I've met the Governor!" The officials also paid tribute to the Governor.
Su Ziji ranked third. Although he was only a sixth-rank official, he was an observer of the imperial court and was considered a semi-imperial envoy. Even the prefect had to pay homage to Su Ziji first.
"I've seen the imperial envoy." Several middle-aged men wearing low-grade civilian robes came out of the crowd and greeted Su Ziji. Su Ziji recognized them at a glance and hurriedly supported them.
"You are all my teachers, how dare you." Not only did he support me, but he also saluted them in turn. People on the sidelines looked at it, and many nodded secretly.
Although Su Ziji, Tiandijun's personal teacher, has a bright future before he is twenty years old, he is neither arrogant nor impetuous. It is very good to be so polite to the academic officer of the government school, even if it is just a pretense.
Seeing Su Ziji's attitude, these academic officers felt better. At least they were honored to have this close friendship.
Su Ziji was communicating with local officials. Behind these officials, the squires and several familiar faces lined up in the crowd were looking at Su Ziji with emotion as he held the moon in his hands.
Zhang Sheng, who was wearing a sapphire blue scholar's robe today, watched eagerly, but knew that with their status, they were not qualified to get close at this time.
Even though they are all talented people, including Fang Wenshao, they are really not among the welcome team at this moment.
At this time, a squire couldn't help but sigh with his companions in a low voice: "To reach the end of this imperial examination is really no less than reaching the sky in one step. Look, the young man who is talking to the prefect looks like he is less than twenty.
At the age of 30, he is already an imperial envoy of the imperial court. I heard that he is... oh, an observer of the imperial court? "
"You don't know him?"
His companion glanced at him: "That's a talented man from our place. Not long after he passed the imperial examination, he gained the trust of His Majesty and was sent as an imperial envoy. Look at the official uniform he is wearing. I'm afraid that in addition to his status as an imperial envoy,
There is also a sixth-grade official position."
"Imperial envoys are temporary, but official status is real."
"After all, it is different to win the top prize at such a young age. I heard that in the past, I was just a student from a poor family, and now I have changed my family. If I have a son who can do this, I will die in peace."
"A sixth-grade official who is less than twenty years old, tsk tsk!" The squire was also stunned before: "I am afraid that it will be difficult for our province to produce another one in a few years with such achievements. Your son, bah, I have to dream at night.
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Fang Wenshao and Fang Xi happened to be standing near the squire, listening to their low-pitched conversation. Both of them had complicated expressions, and Fang Wenshao was even more emotional.
At this age, he is still just a scholar, and has no intention of continuing to take the entrance examination. He only hopes that his son Fang Xi will be able to outperform others and be admitted to the Jinshi in the future to make up for his regret of repeatedly failing.
Everyone was talking about it, and a Taoist priest who was also crowded among the squires took a look and heard someone lamenting that in the future, Su Ziji was afraid that he would be able to be at least a fourth-rank official and create a family fortune, so he directly said: "More than just wealth?
This person has the appearance of a prince."
Although everyone was talking with envy, many people still couldn't help laughing as soon as the Taoist's words came out.
The appearance of a prince?
Doesn't this mean that Su Zi's status means that he can be granted the title of duke or marquis in the future?
It is true that the meritorious officials in the founding of the country were granted the title of Duke, but now in the Taiping Period, how can a civil servant be granted the title of meritorious service?
Without making lasting contributions, can civil servants be granted the title of public official or marquis?
Without military merit, there is no title. Even if he is the prime minister and has made meritorious service to the country, he will only be granted the title of uncle. Moreover, this is a rank of rank, not a title, and it only lasts one generation.
It is absolutely impossible to ennoble the public and create a marquis.
Most of the people who heard the Taoist's words complained in their hearts, but most of them just laughed at him. Some people felt that the Taoist was deliberately flattering him. With this in mind, they planned to make fun of him.
Fang Wenshao spoke first.
"Guanzhu..."
"Mr. Fang, Pindao has long since resigned from the position of temple master. Now he is just a wandering Taoist priest." The Taoist who spoke was none other than Hui Daozhen, who was once the master of Tongshan Temple.
After hearing what he said, Fang Wenshao immediately changed his mind and said, "I didn't expect you, Taoist Master, to be here. I heard that Taoist Master knows faces, so what he said must be true."
Recalling that when his son Fang Xi had an accident, he got better quickly because he was close to Su Ziji. At that time, he knew that Su Ziji would definitely be a noble man and would have a bright future in the future.
This was also the reason why he mostly believed Huidao's words.
He was also a little curious and asked sincerely: "I just don't know when the prince will be, will it be thirty years later?"