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On the fourth day after the palace examination, people gathered outside the Ceremony Department early in the morning. Students from various guild halls in Kyoto were also eagerly awaiting it because today was Xiao Chuanlu.

Sure enough, at the end of the morning, officials from the Ministry of Rites led their horses out of the government office one after another, and the onlookers immediately chased after them on horseback.

Outside Qingshi Hutong, when Jiang Mingyue was talking to her husband, she was a little absent-minded and glanced out from time to time.

Xie Yuan's big hand fell on her small hand and said warmly: "Jingxin, it's not that fast."

Jiang Mingyue nodded and looked at Xie Yuan curiously.

"Are you nervous?"

Looking into his wife's bright eyes, Xie Yuan said honestly: "To say I'm not nervous at all would be a lie. No matter what the outcome is, it's within my tolerance."

Just as Jiang Mingyue was about to speak, she saw Apple running in.

"Madam, Master, Yu Xing said that officials from the Ministry of Rites are coming in our direction."

Jiang Mingyue stood up suddenly. She hurriedly pulled her husband out of the main hall, and heard the sound of horse hooves.

Zhou Bin hurriedly opened the door with a face of joy, and then an official from the Ministry of Etiquette walked in and said loudly, "Xie Yuan, a tribute scholar of Xuan Xin Ke, came to the palace to pay his respects."

The top ten was confirmed, and Jiang Mingyue suddenly beamed.

Xie Yuan walked up to the clerk, and while talking to him, he took out a purse and quietly stuffed it into the clerk's hand.

"Thank you for your trip."

"Thank you, Jinshi, for being so polite. Please be sure to arrive at the Ministry of Rites at the beginning of noon."

"Thank you for reminding me. I will definitely not miss the time."

After sending away the officials from the Ministry of Etiquette, Jiang Mingyue looked at the happy faces of the people and said happily: "Each person will be rewarded with ten taels of silver."

"Thank you madam, congratulations!"

Aunt Gui led several people to bow and give thanks.

After a while, the couple returned to the main hall. Jiang Mingyue looked at her husband and discussed: "Sister, brother, villagers, and Uncle Luan, should we send someone to tell them."

"Sister, there is no need to send someone to tell you. With the fifth prince here, she will be well-informed. Where is Wanping..."

Xie Yuan paused and said, "I will send Zhou Bin back after the grand ceremony tomorrow."

"So good!"

People who paid attention to this matter at the same time knew the top ten list immediately. Those who were in the top ten were naturally happy, while those who were not in the top ten were dejected.

After Song Cheng and Song Min received the list, they remembered these ten people in their hearts. After the ceremony, it would be great if they could win over their own camp. If not, they could not be used by the enemy.

At the Ministry of Industry, Chen Fugui sent away the people who came to deliver the news. He couldn't help but frown, and found that Xie Yuan was among the top ten.

Before Chen Fugui received the news, Song Ren also received the news. Although he did not know Xie Yuan's specific ranking, the top ten could already serve as officials in Kyoto. Xie Yuan really impressed him.

In Qingshi Hutong, because Xie Yuan had to rush to the Ministry of Rites at noon, Jiang Mingyue ordered Pingguo to serve dinner early that day.

After the meal, she personally put on the tribute uniform for Xie Yuan and sent him out of the alley. After watching him go away, she turned to look at Pingguo and said, "Send someone to go to Beiluo Hutong to tell my aunt the news and also ask him to go to Beiluo Hutong." She rejoices."

"Yes!"

In the Ministry of Etiquette, Xie Yuan met nine other people here. Everyone had learned etiquette here for half a month and were already familiar with each other. Seeing that it was not time to enter the palace, the ten people stood together and started chatting.

A quarter of an hour later, ten people from Xie Yuan walked towards the imperial city, following Zhao Shilang of the Ministry of Rites, just like last time. The difference from last time was that this time the streets were crowded with people and very lively.

When he stood in the crowd, he could feel the envious eyes of others.

Xie Yuan vaguely heard that everyone was commenting on them and asking people around them about their situation.

Xie Yuan didn't need to listen to know that what they were most concerned about was whether they were getting married or not, because some bold girls had already thrown a few sachets at him.

In this way, Xie Yuan and his party passed the inspection and entered the palace again under the watchful eyes of everyone.

In the dark, Song Rui listened to Fule saying that the tributes were approaching, but she couldn't help but stick out her head. She saw Xie Yuan walking in the crowd at a glance. He is a man without equal in the world, and a stranger is like jade. She thought He is talking about people like Xie Yuan.

Song Rui grabbed the handkerchief again and again, why, why is he married? What should I do if the more I watch, the more I like it?

Fule saw that Xie Yuan and his party had walked away and whispered: "Princess, it's time for us to go back."

Song Rui glanced at the person who left again before returning to the palace.

A quarter of an hour later, Xie Yuan and his party arrived at the Chengqian Hall again, and then Eunuch Wei came out. His eyes scanned the crowd, and finally stopped on Xie Yuan.

"Thank you Gongshi, please come with me."

Xie Yuan walked in amid the envious and surprised eyes of the others.

Although the Holy Sage has not yet announced who will be the No. 1, No. 1, or No. 2 pick, according to the established rules, the first person to go in to meet the Sage will usually be the top pick, unless you are disrespectful in front of the Sage, or have poor bearing and are disliked by the Sage. It was obvious that Xie Yuan would not make such a mistake.

Xie Yuan walked into the hall and bowed respectfully to the person on the dragon chair.

"Get up!" Song Ming looked at the people below and said in a gentle tone.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Xie Yuan slowly stood up.

Although the Holy Emperor looks very majestic, he speaks very gently, just like an ordinary elder asking questions. The questions are very brief, asking about his age, place of origin and so on.

As early as five years ago, Xie Yuan had prepared for today. His tone was calm, polite and calm.

Song Ming inevitably asked a few more questions about the people he was optimistic about.

"Are you getting married?"

Xie Yuan's mind turned slightly, knowing that his opportunity had come. He spent a few breaths thinking about the words before speaking.

"My son got married last autumn and is going to be a father this year. It is said that I was able to meet my wife only because of the blessing of God."

This sentence instantly aroused Song Ming's curiosity, "Oh? My blessing?"

"Thirteen years ago, the Holy Father wrote a poem about the Yuanjiang River when he passed by the Yuanjiang River on a trip."

Song Ming couldn't help but sit up straight and asked in surprise: "Which poem do you know?"

"Boy knows."

Xie Yuan immediately recited it and then said: "This poem is widely circulated, and every scholar knows it."

This sentence brought a smile to Song Ming's face.

"It is precisely because of this poem that when the boy was traveling, he secretly vowed to follow the footsteps of the Holy Master and visit the Yuanjiang River. At that time..."

Xie Yuan told the Holy Emperor the scene when he and his wife met in extremely humorous language.

Song Ming just listened casually at first, but later he listened with great interest. Until Xie Yuan finished speaking, he still had something to say.

"It's true that a thousand-mile marriage is tied by a thread."

"The Holy One is absolutely right."

Song Ming originally wanted to chat with Xie Yuan for a few more words, but Eunuch Hai next to him coughed, and Song Ming realized that they had been chatting for a long time.

Xie Yuan knew that going too far was not enough, so he retreated.