The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

In early summer of the third year of Jiaqing, the results of the palace examination were announced, and the emperor held a banquet in Mingde Hall to celebrate with all the students.

Sanjia wore a red robe, rode a tall horse, and walked through Chang'an Street, enjoying great glory for a moment.

Everyone was smiling and waving to the passers-by with dignity. Only one person looked absent-minded and was looking for a familiar figure in the crowd. He looked for it again and again, but was disappointed every time.

There was a custom in the parade of the Qin Dynasty's Jinshi scholars. Passers-by would throw copper coins at them. If one of them caught it, it meant that the person who threw the coins would pass the exam the following year.

The runner-up next to Li Tingyan took a few in his arms, and there was a cheer from the people. Li Tingyan just watched and smiled, but did not take any.

Even the top scholar at the front greeted them with a fist, holding a few copper coins symbolically.

His colleagues were a little surprised and asked him why he didn't answer.

"It hit the horse's back right away." Li Tingyan just smiled and picked up a few from the folds of his robe in front of him.

"To receive it with your hands is also the people's goodwill."

"I know." Li Tingyan stroked the copper coins in his hand, and said in a low voice that no one could hear, "I'm just waiting for someone."

The runner-up no longer cared about him and his hands gradually became full. The number one scholar, who was walking in the front, couldn't help laughing when he saw him like this.

"Brother Zhang Qing is really an honest man."

The runner-up felt his cheeks getting hot instantly.

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Teahouse on the street.

Jiang Chen propped himself up with his arms and looked at the slowly approaching team. He became a little interested and took out some silver from his pocket, pretending to throw it out.

Ling Si grabbed his hand, "What are you doing?"

"Aren't we going to throw money at them?" Jiang Chen didn't understand.

Ling Si pressed down his hand, took out a few coins from the red brocade bag and handed them to him, "It's copper coins. You're going to kill someone if you hit them like this."

Jiang Chen grew up in Lingnan. Even though he had several opportunities to return to Beijing, he never encountered such a thing. No one told him, so he naturally didn't know.

"I was wondering why it was so weird..." the boy muttered as he took it.

Ling Si tied the brocade bag tightly again, "So you also found out something was wrong. You dare to smash it. There will be a banquet later. If you really smash these people, you are not afraid that the emperor will blame you."

"Don't worry, I'm very accurate." Jiang Chen put the coin in front of his eyes and waited for the top scholar to pass by before throwing it.

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The young man bent his wrist, and a light copper coin flew out, landing right on the wrinkle of the top scholar's arm, and then slid down along the texture of his clothes and landed right in his palm.

"I think so." Jiang Chen approached the young man to take credit, and found a red object flying out in front of him. He took a closer look and found that it was the lucky bag he had just taken out.

Ling Si threw the bag into the arms of Tanhua Lang. The man had no interest in catching it at first, but at this moment he turned around and grabbed it with his left hand, just in time to catch the brocade bag.

The third place winner was stunned, and Ling Si blinked slowly.

A slender and strong hand appeared in front of him and waved it vigorously in front of him, "Come back to your senses."

"He's just so-so in appearance, a pretty boy. It's a pity you've been watching him for so long." The young man turned his back, feeling jealous.

Ling Si pulled down the bamboo curtain to block the view from outside, and with his other hand hooked the fingers under the young man's red sleeve, "I still prefer the prince."

"Really?" Jiang Chen glanced at him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"However, Your Highness may have forgotten that I am the most romantic and dissolute person." He deliberately slowed down the tone of the last few words, and Jiang Chen suddenly covered his mouth and warned him not to say anything more.

He didn't know that the young man had such difficulties, and thought that the other party really was always frequenting brothels and had sex seven times a night, so he said some unpleasant words when they first met.

Unexpectedly, this has become a point for the other party to control him.

In other words, he has been being held in the same position, like a fish on a chopping board, unable to turn over.

"I've already apologized, don't mention it again." Jiang Chen closed the distance between them and kissed the tip of his nose, "Zenan, I was wrong, I will never say nonsense again."

Ling Si, whose courtesy name is Ze Nan.

He was not used to addressing him like that, so he never told the other party, but the boy kept asking.

"You're just being a spoiled brat."

Jiang Chen still retained a lot of his sharp tongue, but ever since he discovered that being soft was useful to the young man, he had been acting like a lamb in front of him.

The other person is young, has a fair complexion, and speaks softly and in a very polite manner, so it is difficult to get angry no matter how big your temper is.

Besides, Ling Si is not the type of person who likes to get angry.

Jiang Chen looked at him quietly.

"Ah Si, after my birthday in July, we can get married, okay?"

"That will be just in time for the Chinese Valentine's Day."

The young man had played out this scene countless times in his mind. He was riding a tall horse, and Ah Si, wearing a wedding dress, placed her jade-white hand in his palm. Behind them was a huge wedding procession, beating gongs and drums, and it was extremely festive.

That's not right either. Two men should ride side by side when they get married.

Although there is no such precedent in the Qin Dynasty, they can be.

Ling Si pinched his face and said, "Are you really not afraid of losing face?"

"It would be a shame if I couldn't marry you." Jiang Chen turned his head and kissed his fingers.

Don't think he doesn't know. Even though Ling Si tried hard to create a romantic personality, there were still many people who coveted him inappropriately.

For example, the commander of the Jinwu Guard.