Daming: What abandoned baby?That is the grandson of the old Zhu family!

The snow is pressing down on the branches, although they are not covered with mud.

Once the red sun rises, it is still in line with the sky.

Zhu Yuanzhang finished writing happily in the imperial study and called Zhu Lide.

"Look at how we write this word?"

Zhu Lide just smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Your Majesty knows that the slave is stupid and can't find any good words to praise. Of course, Your Majesty's words are very well written."

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed twice: "You are the one who knows how to make people happy without being hypocritical. Zhu Lide'ah, you are a smart person."

Zhu Lide nodded and smiled twice.

The person who has been fighting in the palace for so many years, and who is by the old man's side, of course needs to be more discerning.

A companion is like a tiger, if you say something wrong, you may put your own head in it.

You only have one life, so you can't just throw it away.

"Your Majesty seems to be in a very good mood recently." Zhu Lide brought the lotus seed soup from the imperial dining room to the table.

Zhu Xiongying raised his eyebrows, sat on the chair, glanced at the lotus seed soup in front of him, and said, "Yes, it's all thanks to our eldest grandson."

"We also read this year's Chunwei's paper, it's really good. Our eldest grandson is capable!" Zhu Yuanzhang said, took a sip of lotus seed soup, and the sweet and greasy taste made him wince.

"We don't like this kind of stuff that's too sweet, and we'll ask the imperial dining room not to make this kind of thing for us." Zhu Yuanzhang took a sip and put it down.

Suddenly, I began to miss the days when I drank happily with Zhu Xiongying.

It's been a long time since I had a drink with that kid!

In Wei Guogong's mansion, Zhu Xiongying had nothing to do and felt that he was always restless recently and didn't bother to do anything, so he might as well go to the rouge shop and sit down.

And today is also the day when the test will be revealed...

"Jing Han, follow me to the rouge shop."

Xu Jinghan was a little surprised: "Did you call me today?"

Zhu Xiongying didn't bother to pay attention to his temperament that if you give some sunshine, it will be bright, and if you give three points of color, you will open a dyeing room: "If you don't want to go, I will go by myself, but next time there is something interesting, don't think about me taking you again."

Xu Jinghan immediately put down the book he was fascinated by.

"Don't! I'll go with you!"

Xu Jinghan caught up and grabbed Zhu Xiongying's shoulders: "Didn't you just go there yesterday? Why do you go there so often recently?"

"Go and see if Ning Songyue has high school."

"By the way, why do you care so much about that guy?" Xu Jinghan was very puzzled by this.

Although Zhu Xiongying and Ning Songyue got along pretty well, Zhu Xiongying was generous and kind by nature, and at the beginning he was left in the shop because of the pity that Ning Songyue was homeless, and other friendships were really out of the question.

Are you so concerned about whether that kid is in high school now?What kind of revolutionary friendship did they establish behind their own backs!
Zhu Xiongying glanced at Xu Jinghan's rich expression changes, and knew that this person was thinking wildly again, and knocked his round head.

"I said, can you stop being so imaginative, and stop being a general. It's more appropriate to go to a teahouse to tell stories."

Xu Jinghan chuckled twice: "It doesn't affect me being a general."

The two talked and laughed all the way to the rouge shop. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Ning Songyue packing things with a sad face.

"Ning Songyue, what are you doing packing?" Xu Jinghan squatted down, looking very curiously at the clothes that Ning Songyue was about to put into the bag.

Ning Songyue hung her head in frustration, and sighed: "I failed the exam, so I will go home and prepare to take the exam again next year."

"Huh? Failed?"

Zhu Xiongying and Xu Jinghan issued a big question mark almost simultaneously.

Xu Jinghan knows that Ning Songyue is a talented person, and those who are praised by Zhu Xiongying will naturally not be far behind, and Zhu Xiongying also said that Ning Songyue is a talented person. grades.

But it never occurred to me that there was no name on the list.

Zhu Xiongying was also very surprised. As far as he knew, since the establishment of the imperial examination system, the examinations held every year in the past dynasties were generally admitted according to their grades.

After the exam is released, those who pass the exam are called "Gongshi", also known as "Chinese-style Jinshi". The No. 1 in this exam is called "Huiyuan". Those who are at the highest level will be assessed as first-class, and the top three in first-class will be awarded Jinshi and rank, and the best one will be selected as the number one scholar.

Although Zhu Xiongying couldn't be sure that Ning Songyue would definitely become this year's No. [-] scholar, but he should be at least one of the top three, it shouldn't be like this.

Zhu Xiongying was puzzled by this.

Ning Songyue smiled wryly, touched her favorite ancient book, there was an unconcealable loneliness in her eyes.

Han Chuang studied hard for more than ten years, just for this time, everyone came to the capital with good and exciting expectations, and naturally hoped for a happy ending, but time and things are as usual, some people are proud and others are disappointed, but I happen to be a frustrated person.

"It's nothing, the big deal is to take the exam tomorrow. There are many students in the world who haven't studied hard for more than ten years, and haven't passed the exam in three to five years. As expected..."

Although Ning Songyue was saying comforting words, Zhu Xiongying could see the unwillingness in his heart.

Although what Ning Songyue said did have some truth, maybe there were indeed better and more powerful talents in this year's test, but Zhu Xiongying intuitively told him that it might not be that simple at all.

If someone dares to tamper with it, it is not an ordinary pest.

"Who is No.1 in this meeting?"

Ning Songyue was taken aback by Zhu Xiongying's question, and said: "It seems that the surname is Zhou, and the name is Zhou Ji."

"Stay in the shop first and don't leave. I will tell you when I find out in a few days."

Zhu Xiongying nodded, turned and walked out.

"Hey! Huaiying, are you leaving just like that?" Xu Jinghan quickly caught up.

On the second floor of a large restaurant on Chang'an Street, Zhou Ji was drinking with Wu Qiming, one of the chief examiners of the examination, a scholar of the Hanlin Academy and a servant of the Ministry of Rites.

"It's thanks to Mr. Wu that I won the championship in one fell swoop this time in Chunwei!" Zhou Jijie took the wine poured by his servant Ah San and raised it to his chest and said to the middle-aged man opposite.

The other party laughed a few words, and the creases on his face were very obvious: "Mr. Zhou is being polite. It's not because Mr. Zhou has his own skills that I can make a fuss about it!"

Zhou Ji took part in the imperial examination five times, until he was in his early thirties and hadn't passed the threshold of the general examination. Now he received a compliment from Wu Qiming, and he was too shameless to respond generously.

"Haha, Mr. Wu is more skilled! Mr. Wu has means and schemes, and he will definitely achieve great things in the future!"

Wu Qiming has been an official for nearly 20 years, but he has never had any outstanding achievements. Even the position of Minister of Rites was obtained by nepotism in the family, so he can't be called a talent.

It is really a spectacle that two people with mediocre qualifications are here to praise each other.