Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Chang Yu didn't hesitate to take Man Bao to watch the fun, so Ming Da left the book in his hand and went too.

The three talked while walking over there, "Didn't you say you can't go?"

Mingda said: "Both of you have gone, what difference does it make if I go or not, anyway, you will tell me when you come back, it's better for me to see it myself."

Man Bao said: "If you want me to tell you, you should tell His Majesty directly, see for yourself, and choose. After all, it is you who chooses your husband."

Mingda laughed, "Aren't you afraid that I won't choose Bai Cheng?"

Man Bao said: "Although he is my junior brother, but you are also a friend, this kind of thing naturally requires you to love me. If you think that one of the eighteen people is more suitable than him, then choose him."

"My father will not agree, at most a few candidates will be decided, and finally let Mingda refer to it."

The three of them talked and arrived at the hall where the emperor invited people to meet.

That's right, it's the Great Hall!

Said to let people enjoy the flowers, but the flowers were not seen, and they were directly dragged to the main hall to test the school's knowledge.

The uninformed thought that the emperor had taken a fancy to their talents and wanted to use them, so he was answering with all his strength.

Bai Cheng also tried his best to answer.

This is the first time he has felt so much pressure during the exam, except for the National Child Invigilator Exam that year.

Bai Cheng was more cautious than when he took the entrance exam back then. He went through it in his mind first, and then wrote the answer with a pen. The handwriting was very neat. He was surprised by himself. He was really amazing.

When he arrived at the place, Chang Yu was a little bit constrained, Ming Da walked in the front, and quietly slipped forward with the two of them who were familiar with the road.

The guards didn't take it at all, they opened their eyes and closed their eyes as if they didn't see it.

The servants and the maids were more familiar with it, so they watched Princess Mingda drag a person into the door quietly, and then hid behind a screen.

Not to mention the eighteen students sitting below the hall, even the emperor sitting above didn't notice it.

He was looking down at the poems they had just written. After reading one, he threw it to the left, center and right. The one on the left was barely passed, the one in the middle was for exams, and the one on the right was is directly out of consideration.

It was Gu Zhong who came forward to add tea to him and gave him a slight hint. Then the emperor raised his head and glanced at the hall, and at a glance, he saw three small heads sticking out from behind the screen.

The emperor's heart froze, and the paper in his hand trembled a little.

Gu Zhong cautiously reminded, "Your Majesty?"

The emperor glanced at the poem in his hand and threw it to his right.

Gu Zhong glanced at it and felt that Meng Zhijie's poems from the Imperial Child Supervisor were not bad, at least not worse than the one the emperor put on his left.

However, Gu Zhong didn't dare to say more. This is to choose a son-in-law, not a talent. Who knows which sentence he wrote is not as good as the emperor's intention?

The emperor opened one eye and closed the other, as if he hadn't seen those three little heads.

Chang Yu, who rarely had the opportunity to pick up here, was a little bolder, and whispered to Man Bao Mingda, "Which one do you think looks good?"

Mingda: "This is a son-in-law election, not a beauty pageant. What's good to see?"

"Of course I will," Man Bao and Chang Yu whispered in unison: "Appearance is still very important."

Man Bao took the opportunity to recommend her junior brother, "My junior brother looks good, isn't Yushu Linfeng?"

Chang Yu understood it a while ago. It turned out that Man Bao wanted to match Ming Da and Bai Cheng, but she felt that Bai Cheng was not worthy of Ming Da.

But Ming Da seemed to like the other party a little, so Chang Yu didn't speak. At this time, she took a serious look at the appearance of the other seventeen people, and then nodded slightly: "If you only look at the face, you can rank in the top five."

"The top three," Man Bao said fairly justly: "Only that one and that one look better than him, and no one else can match."

"I also think those two are the best looking, but those two aren't bad either."

Man Bao refused, "It's not as good-looking as Bai Cheng, if you don't believe me, ask Mingda."

Mingda looked at it carefully, nodded and said, "Man Bao is right, but the two of them have a slightly inferior temperament, and they look tired."

Bai Cheng quietly raised his head and looked to the side, and immediately met the eyes of the three of them. Ming Da shrank back and pulled Chang Yu and Man Bao.

The two also retracted their heads.

Bai Cheng was stunned when he saw it, he just said, he always felt that he heard the voice of someone talking, and there were familiar voices among them...

He looked left and right, and seeing that everyone was immersed in writing and seemed to have found nothing, he hurriedly lowered his head and continued to think.

As soon as his thoughts were interrupted, it was difficult to reconnect. Bai Cheng remembered scratching his ears and cheeks, and couldn't help but puff out his cheeks.

Bowing his head, he didn't see the emperor sitting at the top squinting at him, and then turned to look at the three people hiding behind the screen. He didn't know why, but he couldn't help but snorted.

When it was almost time, the emperor glanced at Gu Zhong directly.

Gu Zhong glanced at the incense that was still burning, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "The time has come, everyone, hand in the papers."

Some people turned in calmly, some were a little remorseful and frustrated, and some showed joy, Bai Cheng's face was tangled, he scratched his head, and still handed in the paper.

The emperor let them sit back on the mat, and while scanning their papers at a glance, he asked: "Today, I wanted to announce that you will come to the palace to enjoy pomegranate flowers, but I found that there are no pomegranate flowers, but pomegranates have grown. "

The emperor said: "The world thinks that having more sons and more happiness is a good thing. Tell me what's so good about it. If you were you, how many children would you want in your life?"

This is a question set by the queen. In fact, if you want him to say, there is no need to ask such a question, because who doesn't want more children and more happiness? Children, of course, the more the better.

The students who didn't know the insider thought that this was a metaphor, and the rich thought had already extended from the emperor's current battle between the princes to the feudal towns in various places, thinking that the emperor wanted to set up more Jiedushi to disperse the power of the current Jiedushi. and many more……

And the students who knew the inside story only thought of Princess Mingda's body.

There are people like Liu Huan who are unwilling to be concubines, and naturally there are people like Bai Cheng who want to be concubines, so everyone racked their brains to answer, all wanting to give the emperor a perfect answer to achieve their goals.

Bai Erlang thought seriously, and then told the emperor, "Your Majesty, I don't think many children are needed, and three or two are the best."

The emperor heard a lot of sons and more blessings, and some people mentioned loyalty and righteousness from filial piety, and also listened to the words of half-headed heirs. It was the first time that he heard such a specific number, so he asked: "Why is it three taels? One, not five, six, seven, eight?"

Chang Yu thought: Are so many pigs born?

Man Bao thought that no matter how good her body was after having so many children, her mother, for example, would be ruined.

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