At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

As for him to be the Minister of War, it is better to let Si Yuandao do it, and he can also tie up a small seedling by the way.

Nalan Qing on the side sighed: "This child is very talented, but his body is too weak."

"Master, don't worry, I've already sent Doctor Du to see you."

Chu Heng had doubts about Xie Yuheng's fainting from anger.

How could Si Yuandao still take care of his apprentice at home when he was so angry? Why didn't he come to the palace earlier and ask for a doctor?

He reached out and took out a new booklet from the case. It was about the impeachment of a prostitute in Tang Dynasty. The year, month, day and girl were clearly written down.

Chu Heng put down the book speechlessly. He remembered that the old man had just celebrated his seventieth birthday at the beginning of the year...

"How does the Grand Master think this matter should be handled?" Chu Heng asked.

Nalan Qing smiled and stroked his beard, and replied: "Your Majesty has already sent Doctor Du, so I think I have already made a decision in my mind."

Chu Heng picked up the tea cup, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

Since he came to Beijing as a child, for the sake of his clean grades and reputation, he has never summoned him, but he has attracted some flies.

......

Sifu.

Pear blossoms fall into the snow, and begonias scatter brocade.

After yesterday's palace examination, the young men had just left Chengtianmen and heard people talking about Jianglinghou being fainted from anger.

I hurriedly arrived home... It turned out that there was nothing wrong with a certain bird, and he was just pretending to be a good person for Si Yuandao, so he was worried in vain.

At this time, a group of people were sitting around under the crabapple tree. The fat and lean mutton was grilled over the charcoal fire until it became sizzling and oily, and the aroma was overflowing.

Xie Yuheng held grilled lamb chops in one hand and played chess with Si Yuandao in the other, eating and playing without delay.

Du Sheng, who was led in by Chang He, saw this and his mouth twitched.

Mr. Si took good care of him, taking care of everything on the chessboard, and the Marquis of Jiangling didn't look like he was about to die.

Du Sheng put down the medicine box, bowed his hands and said, "I have met Mr. Si, the Marquis of Jiangling."

"This is the envoy of Du Yuan, no need to be polite."

Si Yuandao happily handed a plate of roasted mutton to Du Sheng and said, "It's freshly baked. It's delicious if you try it."

Du Sheng: "..."

After a cup of tea, Du Sheng's mouth turned red from the spicy food. He was fanning himself while hissing and refusing to shut up.

"This tastes really good, so delicious!"

Si Yuandao raised his hand and ordered: "Chang He, bring the food box and put more in it for the Du Yuan envoy to take home."

"How embarrassing."

Du Sheng smiled from ear to ear and drank another cup of tea. He is a native of Yizhou and has a spicy taste.

"Hey, there's nothing here, just some food." Si Yuandao said with a smile.

Du Sheng, who had eaten, drank, and taken drugs, remembered what he had come for before leaving the office.

He went back and checked Xie Yuheng's pulse. Nothing happened. His pulse was calmer and stronger than his own.

After Du Sheng left the Si Mansion, he went straight back to the palace to report to His Majesty. Of course, the roasted mutton from Dahe was also robbed by Chu Heng.

Ignoring Du Sheng's resentful look, Chu Heng rewarded him with a sheep with a wave of his hand and asked him to retreat.

A sheep is exchanged for a box of roasted mutton. Du Sheng is clearly making money, so why is he still not satisfied? He is so ignorant!

The sun rises and the moon sets, and another two days pass.

Since the day of the imperial examination, the Marquis of Jiangling was so angry that Si Yuandao, the Minister of the Ministry of War, had been taking leave.

Tang Tai, the left minister who was the most subordinate in the Ministry of War, regained the authority of the minister in the palace.

The direction of the wind in the morning made people confused for a while. They said that His Majesty valued the Marquis of Jiangling, and allowed Tang Tai to indulge in his carefree life.

To say that he doesn't take it seriously, when he was granted the title of Marquis of Jiangling County, His Majesty was quarrelsome with the Confucian scholars and did not listen to the censor's words.

Today, April 25th, outside the Chunming Gate in the east of Shangjing City, people gathered early in the morning waiting to post the results.

The tea house in the city near the city wall was also full of guests, and some people even started a bet on the spot to bet on who could climb the highest branch.

The common people who joined in the fun kept placing bets on Xie Yuheng. An insider whose elders in the family were officials in the court sighed:

"Well, the Marquis of Jiangling is in poor health, so the possibility of winning the first prize is not very high."

"After all, the No. 1 pick can't be a sick man! But something like that happened a few days ago..."

The Minister of Tang Dynasty had been an official in the court for many years and had a deep foundation. Si Yuandao has been away from the court for many years, how can he be compared with him?

It's nothing more than hitting an egg against a stone and fighting for your own head and blood.

In the box, Si Yuandao's eyes fell on his weak and sick disciple.

Yesterday, we went fishing in the countryside, and this little guy broke off a wild willow tree that was in the way with his bare hands... I don't know who the sick man was.

Feeling his husband's unmoving gaze for a long time, Xie Yuheng said with a smile: "Is it possible that your husband regrets playing around with Yu Heng?"

Si Yuandao raised his hand to hit her on the head, "Talent and fame are something external to the body, but it is you. When the time comes, you and I will plant sweet potatoes together, so don't cry."

Xie Yuheng held his chin and chuckled: "Yuheng is not bad at business, why do you want to grow sweet potatoes?"

"Scholar farmers, industrialists and merchants, businessmen without power or dependence, are just gangsters' money warehouses. They can take it when they want." Si Yuandao shook his head.

Xie Yuheng thought for a moment, nodded in approval, and agreed: "Sir, what you said makes sense. It seems that Yuheng can only grow sweet potatoes with you."

Xie Zhushu looked confused. Isn’t Your Majesty a benevolent king? Why are you reduced to growing sweet potatoes at home?

Xie Zhushu put down the tea cup and said seriously: "Then why do we still need to look at the rankings? Why don't we just go home."

“If we go back now, we can still catch up with the last crop of summer sweet potatoes.”

Xie Yuheng burst out laughing, his eyes turning into crescent moons.

Xie Zhuqing sighed and silently moved the stool further away. What is a book bag? Please read Xie Zhushu.

Si Yuandao stroked his goatee and said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry. It's still too late to go back after looking at the list."

Seeing Xie Zhushu nodding, Xie Yunhua held his forehead. Since His Majesty wanted to protect that person, why would he send an imperial doctor to treat the family head? Wouldn't it be superfluous and unnecessary?

The uniform footsteps of the soldiers were heard from downstairs. Xie Zhushu watched them out of the city gate sadly, saying that they were both prosperous and devastated. They and the head of the family were one.

The crowd outside the city was bustling. In order to calm the mood of the examinees, the list soldiers first fired a false shot and released a blank fake list, and then posted a gold list more than 20 meters long.

On the gold list, the red emperor's seal is eye-catching.

It not only represents the solemnity and majesty of the imperial power, but also is the best affirmation for the students who have studied hard for ten years.

On the city wall, the glazed tiles on the eaves of the gate tower are dazzling and shining.

Under the refraction of the morning sun, it emitted a dazzling light that hurt the eyes of the gray-haired student, who covered his face with joy and cried.

Chunyan, who was passing by for a rest nearby, also felt the noise of the screaming students, so he fluttered his wings and flew into the city gate, then flew northwest to the Imperial City official's house.