Tell me, who is the child?

April [-] was sunny and warm.

In the Chunhui Garden of the Prince's Mansion, gifted scholars who went to the banquet gather together in twos and threes to chat.

Juniper stood on the edge of the rockery and observed the strange rocks, feeling a little bored and even more helpless.Although he is good at business, he still can't change his dislike of dealing with strangers.Fortunately, the scenery of the Prince's Mansion is novel, so it's not embarrassing for him to reward it alone.

After thinking about it, Han Mengliu worried again: Judging from the situation that day, he probably wouldn't come, but if he didn't come, he would be resisting the order.But if it really came, the two would look at each other and recall all the past...

"Oh, that one is..."

Looking along the prestige, at the other end of the cobblestone path among the peony bushes, a tall man with a jade crown, white clothes, and a bamboo bone willow figure walked slowly, and instantly made the surrounding Tianxiang lose its charm.

"Mr. Han..." Du Songfeng whispered softly, obviously he was already a familiar friend, but today he was amazed from a distance, as if he had never known him before.

The people around were talking in low voices——

"That's Han Mengliu, the number one."

"It is said that he is a scholar, so I don't know why he has to take the exam."

"Probably to test the waters."

Jun Feng stood aside and pretended not to care but listened very carefully, thinking that they had checked Mr. Han.No wonder, No.1 naturally everyone pays attention.It is reasonable for someone like him to be ignored at the end, hey.

Han Mengliu came over, and bowed to Junfeng first before other people bowed to ask for acquaintance, "Mr. Du."

"...Mr. Han." Juniper hurriedly cupped his fists, and under the sunlight, Han Mengliu's beautiful eyes were smiling.

Others squeezed over, you said "I have heard Mr. Han's name for a long time, it is like thunder", and he said "Mr. Han's elegance is amazing".Jun Feng felt that he couldn't get in the conversation, so he backed away, but after seeing Han Mengliu deal with it politely, he stood in front of him again, "Are you feeling better?"

Just as Jun Feng opened his mouth, he heard a person say to him: "Could it be that this is Rui Fulin's Young Master Du?"

Juniper was taken aback for a moment, someone actually knew him?Hurry up and return the gift, "Ah, it's right here."

"Young Master Du is polite. When I saw your name on the list that day, I guessed it should be you."

Juniper smiled.

Another person shouted: "Ah! Aren't you the one, the one..."

Juniper was taken aback for a second, actually someone really knew him?Just when he was a little bit happy, he heard the man say: "It's the man who gave birth in the examination room? I saw it when you left..."

Jun Junfeng blushed, and the man at the front said: "What? Have a baby? As far as I know, Rui Fulin and Shaodong are not married yet."

Juniper Feng's flushed face added black and blue.

Han Mengliu said with a smile: "The one hanging on the corridor over there, could it be that I was waiting for the exam? It is said that there is a comment personally criticized by the Grand Tutor. Mr. Du, you and I should go and have a look together?"

"Well, that's fine." Juniper followed Han Mengliu with his head down, thinking that it's better not to be famous, and it's good that no one knows him in silence.

Thirty large screens were erected one after the other on the carved wooden corridor. The painters and scribes in the palace redesigned and transcribed each person's poems and essays in the examination room. The first one was Han Mengliu's.

Juniper carefully read the chic words above, the more he read, the more he admired.Han Mengliu's self-imposed title was a painting, which he expected.But unexpectedly, what Han Mengliu painted was not rivers and mountains, but girls fluttering butterflies.

The girl is wearing a bun and wearing a flowered shirt with a pink face. She leans her body and stands on tiptoe. There are a few willow leaves on the round fan, and the wings of the pink butterfly are lightly fanned, and the tentacles are lifelike.

He probably understood Han Mengliu's original intention for this painting.

There were endless praises from around, Jun Feng was afraid of Han Mengliu's embarrassment, so he said: "Mr. Han, the words are all re-transcribed, but this painting should be printed with your authentic handwriting."

Han Mengliu nodded naturally.

Juniper Feng pointed to a corner of the screen, "Natural and unrestrained, with a very high backbone. This is the comment of Master Taifu, right? It is really good, Mr. Han is a talented man, and I will cast myself on the ground."

"Young Master Du, don't do this." Han Mengliu waved his hands helplessly, "After reading the words of the Grand Tutor, you will know what it means to look up at a high mountain."

"exactly."

"Young Master Han is right."

Everyone agreed, and Jun Feng also nodded in conviction. He was fortunate to have met Jing Lan a few times, and he is really a rare person in the world.Although Han Mengliu is younger, he is not too far behind.

The second screen is No. 2 Zhao Er's poems. Before Jun Junfeng read it carefully, he heard others commenting on the strange name, never seeing his true face in Lushan, and he was the only one who didn't come today.

Jun Songfeng felt strange, as far as he could see, this Zhao Er was also quite talented, his poems and prose were exquisite, and his style of writing was beyond his composure.The Taifu commented on it as "the speech is brilliant, and the system should be first-class." He read these eight words silently, thinking that since he is first-rate, why did he only get second in the exam?He wanted to ask Han Mengliu, but his eyes were fixed on the painting on the side of the screen.

Juniper looks at it with the wind, Zhao Er's self-imposed title is also a painting, the world in the painting is covered with heavy snow, vast and empty, there is a small pavilion and a small carriage silhouette in the snow, and the two freehand figures in front of the carriage seem to be saying goodbye .

The scene was deserted and empty, and I felt chills all over just looking at it for a few moments.

"Well, Mr. Han, what do you think of this person's painting skills?" Han Mengliu is good at painting, and his evaluation is the most appropriate.

Han Mengliu's staring eyes flashed, and he said lightly: "That's right, I've got my heart."

Juniper didn't quite understand, and considering the crowd, he didn't ask any more questions, and continued to look forward at the screen.At first he watched it seriously and happily, but suddenly realized that he was getting closer and closer to his own, and he was nervous when he thought that so many people would be watching the things he wrote when he was in labor pains so much that he almost grabbed the ground with his head.If only I could call everyone away before looking at him.

However, it backfired.

Qiang Zi calmly stood in front of his screen, Jun Feng's eyes wandered, not knowing where to look.

"Correct and beautiful, the meaning is beyond words." Han Mengliu read Jun Songfeng's comment, "That's right, Mr. Tai Tuo has brought Mr. Du's advantages to the extreme."

"Thank you Mr. Han." Juniper expressed gratitude.

"The so-called Xiuying refers to this place." Han Mengliu pointed to the screen, "This set of palace wooden clothes and decorations is gorgeous and unique, and it was printed directly, right? No one else can imitate it."

The rest followed Han Mengliu's words and praised his family background.

"Well, that's right." Juniper nodded happily.At the beginning, when he drew wooden clothes and ornaments, he originally had some opportunistic intentions, but now, when compared, his set of drawings is indeed different.It seems that he was able to pass the exam, and this picture has made a lot of contributions.

Han Mengliu suddenly moved closer, and sighed in a low voice: "Master Du really worked hard to draw this picture under the circumstances."

Jun Feng's heart warmed up, and he was about to reply when he saw a person dressed as an eunuch hurrying towards him on the path in the distance, "Everyone, the time has come, please come to the table with our house."

There are 29 seats in the spacious hall of the Prince's Mansion, and everyone is seated according to their rank, and Han Mengliu is the first one on the right.Juniper Feng sat in the middle of the second row from the left, with a kind of comfort that he could eat and drink in silence without receiving any attention.

The emperor and the prince arrived, and everyone knelt down to meet him. Juniper was lying on the ground. Hearing the rubbing sound of luxurious clothes and boot soles in front of him, his first thought was that Li Yi used to be separated from the emperor by a wall, but now he is really face-to-face, much stronger than Li Yi .Then he began to worry that Han Mengliu was so close to His Royal Highness, would he...

Emperor Jianping opened the mouth and said: "The imperial court system is for the competition of talents and selection of talents. The great Qi is only talented. I see that everyone here is so young, and I feel really comforted. Today, I will give you three graces."

The old eunuch stepped forward and sang: "Imperial decree—!"

The high-pitched voice in the hall lingers——

"The emperor has a decree that all those who are in the middle school can participate in the imperial examination."

Juniper, who was kneeling, was delighted.

"The [-] examinees on the examination list this time will be awarded official positions by the imperial court according to their merits. They will take office in January, and everyone will be voluntary."

Juniper was shocked.

The old eunuch unfolded the imperial decree again, and began to read the official positions that everyone had been granted: the first name, Han Mengliu, was granted "offering to the Hanlin".

Hey, this official is quite small, and he just immerses himself in his work, which is incomparable with the imperial career.But this time he was able to pass the exam and get preferential treatment, which is already a tribute to his ancestors.

As for whether to take up the post, I should discuss it with my father after returning home and then decide.

The banquet was just singing and dancing. Emperor Jianping only sat for a while and then left the banquet to change clothes. The prince accompanied him and said some words of encouragement to everyone before leaving.

After seeing off the driver, everyone was more relaxed, and there was an endless stream of people toasting Han Mengliu.Han Mengliu would not refuse anyone who came, and politely poured down cup after cup, naturally he had an excuse to urinate.

The attendant led him to use the toilet, and when he finished his toilet, the attendant who was waiting outside disappeared.

Walking back along the road in memory, I was a little lost while walking.He couldn't help laughing at himself: he had lived in the prince's mansion for a long time, but he was still ignorant of the structure of the mansion.

Going around, a moon gate appeared in front of me, and peach blossom branches swayed in the wind across the blue and white stone courtyard wall.

Han Mengliu was slightly drunk by the warm wind, stepped into the moon gate, and saw a baby cradle made of bamboo and rattan lying quietly under the tree in front of her.