Wearing a secret agent with many tricks, the cold and proud prince flirts easily

Murong Hao's flying flower order lasted for an hour and a half.

From the Flying Flower Order, Murong Hao discovered some talents of Jinshi. This time the palace examination did not test poetry. Tonight, he could see which Jinshi had poetry skills, so it was not in vain for him to watch everyone play with the Feihua Order.

This time, Bai Siheng, the top scholar in the Feihua Order, produced the most good poems, and the second and third place were not the second place scholar and Tanhua Lang, but other Jinshi. Murong Hao gave gifts to the top three in the Feihua Order.

The first place will be rewarded with a white jade Howling Wolf calligraphy brush, the second place will be rewarded with a famous inkstone, and the third place will be rewarded with a collection of poems by famous writers.

After Feihua ordered the three of them to receive the reward, Murong Hao saw that it was getting late and he wanted to go back to the palace to accompany his Xi'er.

"Fellow Jinshi, you can continue to drink and write poems. I will go first." Murong Hao stood up and left.

"Farewell Your Majesty." Everyone stood up to see each other off.

Murong Hao left the banquet hall, quickened his pace, and soon returned to the Ambergris Hall.

After closing the hall door, he walked around a door and entered the inner hall, where he found Lin Yunxi writing something.

"Xier, my husband is back." Murong Hao slowed down and called out.

Lin Yunxi frowned when she saw his slow steps. Didn't this man tell him not to drink so much? Why was he disobedient? She hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

"Husband, how many drinks have you had?" she asked, smelling the faint aroma of alcohol on his body.

"Can not remember."

He took her into his arms and leaned his head heavily on her shoulder, with a wicked smile on his lips. He liked Xi'er to care about and be nervous about him the most. He only drank one glass of wine tonight, the first one. Blessing the wine, he deliberately spilled a small glass of wine on his sleeve when he left the hall.

"You are the king of a country, and someone dares to persuade you to drink? Really, I don't want to learn to control myself. Come on, take off the dragon robe smelling of alcohol." Lin Yunxi complained, but slowly helped him. Go to the bed and let him sit on the edge of the bed.

Murong Hao, the drama queen, was now online, pretending to be weak and drunk. Seeing her busy taking care of herself, his heart felt warm.

She took off his dragon robe, went to the bathroom to fetch a small basin of warm water, wiped his face with a hot towel, and said as she worked.

"You can't drink so much in the future, okay? Don't you understand why drinking is harmful to your health? Xi'er wants to stay with you for a few more years. How come you don't know how to take care of yourself at such an old age?"

Lin Yunxi said, looking up to see Murong Hao looking at her intently, his eyes full of tenderness, but he didn't say a word back to her.

"Why are you looking at me like this? Am I wrong? You are the emperor. It is you who orders people to drink, not others who ask you to drink. Zhao De and the cavalry are how to serve you. You can't change tomorrow. It's true."

Seeing that Murong Hao didn't say a word and just looked at herself, she became even more angry and drunk.

"I'm so angry. Come on, take a hangover pill. You'll feel better when you sleep tonight." Lin Yunxi put down the hot towel and went to the round table to pour him a glass of warm water.

"Can you not take it?" Murong Hao was not drunk, so he could not take medicine randomly.

"You're so drunk that you still refuse to take medicine?" Lin Yunxi frowned.

"Xier, I'm not drunk." He stood up, picked her up and walked to the bathroom.

"Murong Hao, put me down, I'm pregnant." Usually drunk people say they are not drunk, because they are really afraid that he will fall down due to his unsteady steps.

"I'm really not drunk. I'm teasing you. It turns out that my Xi'er cares about my body so much." Murong Hao had a smile in his eyes. This woman's concern for people is addictive.

"Murong Hao, hello, you're pretending to be drunk. You are the emperor. I don't want to joke. Do you understand?" She said angrily.

"I'm just an ordinary husband at home, not an emperor, so I can naturally tease my wife." Murong Hao held the person in his arms and stepped onto the bathtub stool, entered the bathtub, and filled the warm water.

"Murong Hao, you are really getting worse and worse." She said with a flushed face.

"Do you like Xi'er very much?" He lifted her chin and kissed her red lips.

"These methods can only be used on me." She smiled between her lips and teeth.

"That's natural." He hugged her tightly and took off her clothes.

The water mist in the bathroom is filled with the strong fragrance of lust. With a glass of wine, the man is greedy for the rich tenderness that the woman gives him.

After a long time, Murong Hao took the rosy-faced woman out of the tub and put her on the dragon bed. The two had a good night's sleep.

The next day, morning court. Today's morning court is very special. Today is the day to confer official titles to 150 Jinshi. All Jinshi, except the top three, put on temporary official clothes and went to the palace to accept the emperor's conferment.

The top three, the top pick, the second top pick, and the top pick put on special colorful uniforms and waited for their official appointment. Then they received the royal gift of BMW and paraded around the streets in red and colorful clothes to praise their official status.

"I pay my respects to the emperor. Long live my emperor." All the new scholars knelt down and saluted.

"Pingshen." Murong Hao responded.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Everyone stood up to thank him.

Seeing everyone stand up, Murong Hao picked up the letter of appointment from the top three and read it out.

"Bai Siheng, the number one scholar in the new subject, was awarded the official rank of editor of the Hanlin Academy. He is an official of the sixth rank. Liu Shuhao and Fang Weisheng, the second best scholar, were awarded the official rank of editor of the Hanlin Academy. They belong to the seventh rank. You three will go to the Hanlin Academy first to practice hard and decide in the future. There will be a future.”

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will obey the Emperor's order." The three people stepped forward, took the letter of appointment from Eunuch Zhao to them, and bowed to the Emperor.

"The official positions of the others will be announced by Zhao De." Murong Hao ordered.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Zhao De picked up a list and began to read out the official positions of the remaining 147 Jinshi.

From this moment on, the court of Dongsheng Kingdom began to inject fresh blood. After the 150 new Jinshis were hired, they would replace the inactive old officials that Murong Hao had wanted to replace.

After everyone's official positions were read out, Murong Hao left the political hall. Officials from the Ministry of Rites arranged for the Jinshi to parade to praise their officials. This was to let the people know that as long as they study hard, they would have the opportunity to enter the imperial court and serve as officials.

Murong Hao left the political hall and asked the cavalryman beside him.

"Tieqi, today I will parade around the streets to praise my officials. Is everything arranged properly?"

"Back to the emperor, the royal guards are protecting the Jinshi in secret, especially the top three. Everything is arranged properly." Tieqi said respectfully.

"Well, I hope nothing will happen today." Murong Hao said seriously and walked towards the imperial study room.

Today, on the four main streets in the southeast, northwest and northwest of Shangjing City, people have already surrounded the streets.

Everyone waited on the bustling street for a long time, and suddenly a row of imperial guards walked out of the palace, followed by the top three soldiers riding tall horses and wearing red colors, followed by all the new scholars.

"Here it comes, here it comes, the new scholar has come out of the palace."

"Ah, this year's top pick is so young and so handsome!"

"Yeah, I don't know how many women from the capital will be charmed."

"Second place, Tanhualang, is also pretty good-looking. He looks to be in his early thirties."

Among the common people, men, women, old and young watched a large number of new scholars parade slowly, and each talked about the top three from different angles.

Upstairs in a teahouse, a man in a golden mask looked towards the busy street.

He said to the silver masked man guarding behind him.

"It turns out that the new number one scholar is a very talented person. He can win the number one title at such a young age. No wonder Murong Hao takes a fancy to him."

"Master, how do you say this? I think the emperor only granted him the title of Editor of the Hanlin Academy? He is only from the sixth rank." The man in the silver mask asked doubtfully.