Imperial Exam Daily

"Since it's Yang Gongsheng's husband, why do you keep it hidden? It doesn't matter if you call out to see it. Could it be that Yang Gongsheng's husband is ugly and difficult to enter the hall?"

The more anxious Yang Ye was to leave, Song Yiyu insisted on pressing him every step of the way.

"Let's not say that my husband is very handsome, even if he is ugly as Mr. Song said, it has nothing to do with Mr. Song." Yang Ye said: "If Mr. Song hinders you again, don't blame me for being rude. polite."

Song Yiyu didn't know whether it was because of the alcohol or because he was provoked by Yang Ye's words, his eyes started to turn red: "Today I just want to find out!"

"Song Gongzi's good tone! Although it's not in broad daylight today, but this is also at the feet of the emperor, and he blatantly blocks people's way, intending to molested his married brother!"

An angry voice sounded from behind Song Yiyu. Yang Ye looked up and saw Mr. Shaofu in plain clothes with his hands behind his back. He quickly stepped back and bowed his hands in salute: "Master Shaofu."

Seeing this, the vendors around him quickly saluted. Song Yiyu's back stiffened when he heard the sound of saluting one after another, and he turned his head slowly. It was the young Fu Jiangjian with a serious face. , How could I bump into Shao Fu so well: "Jiang, Mr. Jiang is still on the street at this late hour."

"If I'm not on the street, I don't know that Mr. Song, who has always been praised for being elegant and gentle, is openly molesting other people's husbands in the capital!"

Song Yiyu's face turned pale: "Master Jiang, this is a misunderstanding. I just think that Yang Gongsheng's husband is very similar to my old friend, so I want to meet him."

Jiang Jian's voice was neither salty nor weak: "Oh? If it's really an old friend, why did the others refuse to see each other, but hid in the sedan chair in fright, and Mr. Song will pester you again!"

Yang Ye said: "If Mr. Song is dissatisfied with the students, you can come to the students, don't make things difficult for the students' husband."

Song Yiyu's brows furrowed, looking at Yang Ye who was begging for forgiveness, he couldn't help but get angry, just now he argued with himself that it wasn't this expression: "You!"

"That's enough, what else is this old man thinking, Mr. Song, you smell like alcohol, why don't you hurry back and sober up!"

Song Yiyu clenched his fists: "Thank you Master Jiang for your teaching, I'll go back right away."

After watching the people leave, Yang Ye hurriedly saluted Jiang Jian again: "Thank you, Master Shao Fu, for coming to rescue me."

Jiang Jian flicked his hand: "It's okay, this Song Yiyu really surprised the old man, he did such shameless things openly."

Yang Ye frowned incredulously. He never expected that Song Yiyu would have a good reputation in the capital. He was really a dog in disguise. He collected his thoughts and went to the sedan chair: "Axi, come down quickly!" Meet Master Shao Fu."

Jiang Jian sent people to investigate Yang Ye when the emperor wanted to see Yang Ye, and found out that his family was in business, selling some novelty food, and had a very good reputation in the small county. A little brother from the same village.

Back then, he was quite sorry that Yang Ye got married so early, otherwise the emperor would value him so much, and he couldn't help but choose the noble daughter and younger brother in the capital.

A Xi slowly got off the sedan chair, and bowed politely: "I have seen Master Shao Fu, thank you for coming to rescue."

Jiang Jian's expression froze, the person coming out of the sedan chair surprised him, and the sigh in his heart was relieved overnight, Yang Ye's husband is not like a little brother who grew up in the countryside, gentle and polite, good-looking It's beautiful, but it can't be said that it's a pity that Yang Ye got married early. It should be said that Yang Ye has good vision and married this little brother back home early.

No wonder Song Yiyu wanted to block people in the street!

Jiang Jian sighed, "It's really a pair of Bi people."

Yang Ye smiled.

"Okay, the results of the imperial examination will be released soon, the old man still has a lot of business to do, you should go back earlier."

"Congratulations, sir."

After the two watched Jiang Jian leave, Axi said, "I never met Mr. Jiang when I was young, but I only know that he is the teacher of the current emperor."

"One dynasty, one courtier, the emperor was not the prince, and his teacher was naturally not a high-ranking official. It's normal if you haven't seen it." Yang Ye patted Axi's head: "But Song Yiyu is going to be in trouble now. Young Fu will definitely sue him."

"Okay, let's go back." Yang Ye sent Axi back to the sedan chair, turned around and went to the vendor just now.

The vendor said, "What's the matter, sir?"

Yang Ye took out two taels of silver and put it on the stall, and said in a warm voice, "Go to the teahouse to have a cup of tea and chat."

The street vendor understood and quickly put away the money: "That's right, sir."

Yang Ye curled his lips into a smile, and got on the sedan chair shortly.

Two days later, it was the day when the palace examination results were released. The streets of the capital were very lively that day. The girls and boys in the boudoirs of the capital were all dressed up very brightly on this day. They went out to wait and see. Those who are good will go to the teahouse facing the street to reserve a seat early, and when the gold list comes out, you can see the tall horse, the number one scholar in red robe parading the street, and have a glimpse of his style.

The Palace Examination is not like an ordinary exam. The release of the rankings is not about posting the red rankings early in the morning, but after filling out the rankings, the candidates are summoned into the palace, and a grand ceremony is held for the emperor to call.

Yang Ye and Li Cheng Wen Han set off early in the morning, A Xi went out with the three of them, and Li Cheng booked a private room in the teahouse where they drank tea, regardless of whether any of them won the first class , Ah Xi can watch the number one scholar parade in the private room.

After Yang Ye sent Axi to the teahouse, the three of them entered the Forbidden City.

It was still nearly a hundred people, a vast expanse of black and white, all of them were in a state of anxiety, and their palms were sweating.

Today, entering the palace and paying tribute during the exam is another mood. Some candidates may enter the Forbidden City for the last time in their lives, while some candidates will enter the Forbidden City every day in the future. The fate of a person is arranged at the moment when the eunuch unfolds the imperial decree.

Eunuch Qiao's voice was sharp and penetrating, resounding through the entire hall. After an insignificant announcement, the imperial decree came to the point, and Yang Ye's heart was raised.

The eunuch intentionally paused for a moment, and then announced: "No. 1 in the Imperial Examination, from Wenyang County, Yang Ye!"

Yang Ye's heart constricted for a moment. He was caught off guard by the name, and he was a little confused. Even though he had expectations, he never thought that he would become No.1. During the test, he was full of expectations, but the reality turned out to be He slapped him in the face, and now when he was expecting nothing, he was hit by surprise again.

His brain was buzzing, and before he woke up from the shock, he heard the eunuch declare: "Yijia No. 2, Li Cheng from Wenyang County, Yijia No. 3, Wenyang County Warm and cold."

Everyone was amazed, Xiaoxiao Wenyang County even came out with the top three in a row!

Immediately after that, the second and third class candidates were announced.

The three of Yang Ye didn't want to listen to the names in the future, and their minds were completely on themselves and their two companions. The happiest thing is probably that they have achieved fame, and their friends are also at the high point of their lives.

Feeling dizzy, they left the palace after going through the procedure of listening to the list in the Forbidden City. The three of them, one champion, one second, and one third, were appointed officials by the emperor in the hall. Wearing an official hat and a red robe, his complexion is rosy, and he is really high-spirited.

"Congratulations Brother Yang!"

"Congratulations, Brother Li!"

"Congratulations, brother Wen!"

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"congratulations!"

The three of them were happy in their hearts, and they congratulated each other at the gate of the palace as if they were amused. It is very rare that the three candidates in Yijia are friends. An officer and soldier kindly stepped forward and said: "Please get on your horse, three adults, and don't miss the good time for parading through the streets."

Yang Ye gave a dry cough, and then put away the smile on his face, and under the guidance of the officers and soldiers, the three returned to the horse tied with the big red silk.

Yang Ye is the number one scholar, the leader of the parade, he pulled the horse hitch, got on the horse, the horse parading the street is a good and gentle horse, even so, in order to show the majesty of the official, the horse was chosen to be very tall and strong, if he had no experience in riding a horse, He might not make it yet.

Sitting on the horse, the whole person is a lot taller. He is already tall, but now he has to look down to see people. In an instant, everything becomes shorter. It seems that he has been raised, and the feeling of being condescending is really extraordinary. extraordinary.

Yijialang got on his horse one after another, the officers and soldiers who opened the way beat gongs and drums, the horseshoes stepped on the stone slabs, and they walked slowly towards the main street of the capital in a big battle.

"I heard the sound of the gong, and the number one scholar is parading through the streets!"

With a cheer, the people all surrounded the main street, looking in the direction of the Forbidden City.

As the sound of gongs and drums approached, Mr. Lang came on horseback, and the crowd was boiling: "The first-class candidates are all young men around the age of the crown, so handsome!"

The voices came one after another, and the girls and boys in the teahouses by the street all opened the windows to look out, young talents, how could they not be attractive.

The tall and big number one scholar Lang is handsome and gentle, the second place is personable, and Tanhua is delicate and restrained. For a while, young girls and buddies are really dazzled. Every three years, there will be a parade in the capital, but such an eye-catching parade like today is still a head-scratcher. If it wasn't for the three of them being accompanied by officers and soldiers and wearing red robes, it would make people misunderstand that this is a beauty parade.

"Brother Li Cheng!"

The teahouse was full of delicate shouts, Li Cheng heard the shout from the noisy voices, and went looking for the sound, but before he looked up, a sachet hit him on the shoulder.

Li Cheng secretly gritted his teeth, slandering who the girl is so strong, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Song Miao crowded against the window like a ball of sandbags, her face flushed with excitement, and he quickly retracted it as if she hadn't seen anyone look.

I heard earlier that there would be girls and brothers throwing flowers, sachets and other objects at Yijialang's body to express his admiration in Yijia. Li Cheng also told Yang Ye Wenhan about this yesterday. If there is a chance to parade, He hoped that all the girls would throw things at him boldly to show off their charm. Unexpectedly, there are actually some people throwing things at him now, but the throwers are not satisfactory.

Wen Han, who was side by side with Li Cheng, was about to snicker, tilted his head slightly, and before he could smile, a sachet brushed past his mouth.

It seemed that they were influenced by Song Miao, the reserved girls and boys felt that it was not enough to just look at people and blush, and they had to be bolder, so they all threw sachets and flowers at their favorite Yijiarou.

Along the way, the sachets of flowers thrown from the teahouse hit the three of them in an endless stream like hailstones. The horses were walking. At this time, it was impossible to tell whose sachets of flowers were more popular. When being hit, not only the head is hit, but also the head is thrown, and the three of them have to maintain their demeanor, be prudent and self-restraining, and cannot hide.

His expression seemed to have changed from the triumphant look when he just got on the horse to a serious one.

Yang Ye cursed Li Cheng silently, what kind of flower sachet did he want, and now he was making a fuss like a mouse crossing the street, even hanging flowers on his hat.

At this time, Jiang Jian, who was also watching the parade in a restaurant in the city, sighed with a smile: "The capital has not been so lively for many years!"

"After all, the emperor will choose people!"

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