Sheng Shian

"What do all the talents think of this venison?" Emperor Chengming asked.

Shen Shi glanced at the table, it was the first time since the founding of Daqi that venison was served at the Enrong Banquet. Deer is a fairy beast, which means a rare talent, and it shows the emperor's heart to accept talents.

Most importantly, expensive.

In the year of his death, if the treasury held such an extravagant and wasteful banquet, the next year would be unnecessary.

Can't complain that the New Deal is in full swing, and the white money in the treasury is its indomitable sharp edge.

Surrounded by the mighty sound of thanking God.

Shen was thinking of someone in the crowd, and he didn't know whether it was comfort or worry.

Eunuch Lu picked up the imperial decree and read it out. It was no surprise that he was ranked in the top three Hanlin Academy, ranked second in the Tanhua list, edited by the seventh-rank Hanlin Academy, Jinshi was distributed in various magistrates, and those with background were stuffed into the Shujishi. Pin Hanlin Academy attendant said, a little strange.

Although the Imperial Academy is a small official of Sesame Mung Bean, it has always been the focus of everyone. After all, entering the Imperial Academy is equivalent to stepping half a foot into the cabinet. Such an important position, but the emperor gave him special favor. premeditated.

In an instant, I felt that the venison was no longer fragrant, and I was sucked into the vortex as soon as it came up, and no one could be happy.

After being appointed as an official, Eunuch Lu began to read the rewards.The No. [-] Scholar bestows Kui Xing with some points to win the championship; the second place bestows a piece of Guilin and a piece of jade from Kunshan.Tanhua bestowed the top three and the first, and the fifth son was admitted to the imperial examination.The rest of the pictures of Jinshi, durian, sunflower, and rooster, imply fame and wealth, and officials will increase their ranks.

The literature and art mentioned above are actually small things. The number one scholar will give a ghost ornament with upturned legs, the second place will give a potted osmanthus flower covered with jade slices, the Tanhua will give a bone star anise five hen box, and the Jinshi will give you flowers and flowers. Cockscomb painting

What the emperor bestowed cannot be sold, and it is urgent that it is not enough to relieve the sinking.

It was the last silver reward that sounded very comfortable, Mr. Shen, who was used to living a good life, thought of it from the bottom of his heart.

The continuous rewards pushed the banquet to a high point, everyone shouted long live, and began to sing their praises. Countless talented people stood up to toast, performed wine orders, beat drums and passed flowers, witty words, and flattery.Some talents are not enough, so they find another way, talking about doggerel with allusions, to gain Shengyue.

And Shen Shi, apart from being named by Emperor Chengming and made up a poem that was not salty and not light, has been tasting wine quietly, enjoying it. Sao Ke is drunk to death.

Wen Tong finally rested from the competition for beauty, bumped his elbow and sank, urging him in a low voice: "Brother Shen, you are well-educated and talented. It's rare to see a holy face, why don't you show it?"

Shen Shi waved his hand: "I'm already drunk, let alone composing poems, I can't even finish my words."

Wen Tong glared at him bitterly, and snatched all the wine from his hand.

Just kidding, the sage pushed him to the cusp of the storm, and he was bluffing ignorantly, and he was shoveled before he could live to tomorrow.

Shen Shi just ate venison on his own. In the past, he couldn't eat venison. Apart from being poor, there was really nothing to say about this body.

He awkwardly picked up a piece of crispy salt and pepper golden fish: "Brother Shen, thank you for your kindness."

After a few rounds, the Holy Majesty left first, and everyone finally enjoyed the delicacies heartily, rich nectar and jade dew, you toast me a glass, I will give you a compliment, Shen Shi pretended to be too drunk to lie down on the desk.

Until late at night, it was the gifted scholars who were proud of their lives, all drunk and passed out in the wine pool and meat forest. He opened his eyes and started to walk around the courtyard of the Ministry of Rites.

Although he could see everything vaguely, he knew the palace very well.

He missed every tile he touched and every brick he stepped on.

And the other person leaned on the water pavilion and stared at him until he walked under the moonlight, revealing half of the perfect facial arc.

Ah Liang didn't know what Lord Liu was looking at. He followed his eyes curiously and found that it was a person. Except for the Taifu, he had never seen Lord Liu being so caring about anyone. He looked carefully at him. Fan.

It was a face completely different from that of the Taifu, with a high nose bridge, thin lips, and light brownish-yellow pupils, like mysterious amber immersed in thousands of years.

He is slender, bright and clear, like a green pine on a rock, tall and graceful, with tenacious vitality, unlike Tai Fu who will fall down when the wind blows.

Especially those hands, white and clear under the moonlight, with a few mottled scars faintly visible.

Master Liu Hou narrowed his eyes and jumped off the waterside pavilion.

A Liang shouted nervously: "Master Hou."

But the sound was too soft, Shen couldn't hear it clearly, he only felt someone approaching, so he stopped and waited quietly for someone to come forward.

The person who came moved like flying, and there was a sound of colliding with each other. He felt that something was wrong, and it didn't seem like a good stubble.He turned around and looked back, suddenly his wrist was tightly bound, and the strength seemed to crush him.

The visitor gritted his teeth and said, "It's you!"

It turned out to be Nagasawa.

The wind of the cold night passed through his fingertips. He figured out the reason, and saluted respectfully, but his hand was being held, and his posture was a little awkward: "Hanlin servant Shen is paying homage to Lord Liu, who has long admired the reputation of Lord Liu. Today When you see it, you can really look up to the mountains and stop the scenery.”

There was murderous intent hidden in Liu Changze's voice, as if if he made a mistake, the force on his wrist would be on his neck in the next second: "How did you get the injury on your hand?"

Shen frowned slightly, a little offended, but thinking about trespassing on the Tai Tuo's mansion, it is a capital crime, and the reason is excusable: "The knife for cutting paper is blunt, and it will often be scratched."

"Oh, the knife is blunt, and it can cut so many wounds." Liu Changze's hand was about to sink into his flesh.

He cursed in his heart for bullying his master and destroying his ancestors, treason, but he judged the situation and said: "No, it's expensive to cut a good letter. I don't care if such poor students have to eat a steamed bun for two meals, so they have to buy those original ones. Pulp rice paper. Master Hou may have never seen it before, the original pulp paper is spread out like a sky, and it is all cut by layer after layer, and it is common to cut hands.”

Liu Changze looked at him suspiciously.

Shen looked back without squinting, but Liu Changze's heart ached because of the focused and fuzzy vision.

Shen estimated that the time was almost up, he looked at his hand and said: "Master Liu, I don't know what you have misunderstood the lower official. But the lower official's drunkenness has dissipated, and I was afraid that I would leave the table for too long and cause criticism, so I had to leave first and change my name. Rizai will come to the door to plead guilty."

The clear and bright voice shattered Liu Changze's nostalgia. He clung to Shen Shi's ear with a violent expression, and said in a dangerous and low voice: "You better not be."

Then, he let go of his hand and walked away.

Shen Shi's thin lips were pursed into a line, thinking of disapproval, and his temper became much worse.

He rubbed his hand twice on the red spots where he was scratched, and he can still see the person he misses. It's good to be alive, but it's a pity that the status is so different that he can't talk about the old days...

He walked back calmly, unable to see that he was half night blind, and suddenly bumped into someone fiercely, and the other person's black gauze hat knocked on his nose, and tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably.

There were so many disasters, I didn't know what my hands were pinched, and my nose suffered.

"Are you okay?" The other party helped him to stand up straight, and said apologetically, "It's all my fault for being too anxious."

Shen Shi's eyes lit up: "Chang Shangshu?"

Chang Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites knew that he was a Jinshi of the new department when he saw that he was wearing a crown uniform. He didn't expect that the crowd of people remembered him, but it was fate.

Chang Shangshu was a little surprised, there was no place to find after breaking through the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it. The talents who came to the Imperial Academy are always the people who must be contended for by the old and new parties, let alone the number one scholar who is favored by the emperor. With his help, it will definitely be like a tiger with wings added.

He pretended to be profound and cleared his throat, and asked carefully: "You are the champion of the new discipline, Shen Shi, who is your teacher?"

Shen didn't expect him to talk about this, and his brain was blank after a long absence. He really didn't think about who this teacher, brother Shen, was, but he was definitely right to say that he was a person.

There was a sly smile in his eyes, and he said softly: "I was taught by the late Grand Tutor Shen."

Impeccable.

Chang Shangshu's eyes immediately changed when he saw him, who is Taifu Shen?That is the iron-clad person who impeached the New Deal at the last moment before his death!My own people, my own people, Chang Shangshu said in a familiar tone: "Okay, young and promising, if Ziqing is still alive, he will be proud of you."

"..."

Shen was speechless. It seemed that besides Song Ge Lao, no one in the court could call him Ziqing.

Moreover, he does not want to be involved in either party, old or new.

The New Deal has advantages and disadvantages, and the done deal has no meaning in holding on to either side.It is more useful to clear up the government and the opposition as soon as possible, and to bring officials who corrupt and oppress the people to justice.

Obviously Chang Shangshu didn't understand, so Shen changed the topic and asked: "Shangshu just acted in a hurry, is there any lower official who can help?"

Chang Shang's expression changed suddenly, and he started running with his stomach pressed down: "Shen Zhuangyuan will talk another day, I'll make it easier if I drink too much."

Shen looked at his back and laughed out loud, Chang Shangshu hadn't changed at all, it was appropriate for the Ministry of Rituals to be handed over to such a simple and upright person who loves to put on a show.

The Holy One employs people with unique eyesight.

He couldn't help thinking of Liu Changze, and he was a little worried. He was obviously a teacher, and they grew up together, so why their personalities were completely different.

If Liu Changze had half the open-mindedness of the Holy One, he wouldn't be so reluctant to let go.

Could it be that there is a problem with his education method, and he is too fierce to Liu Changze.But if you are not strict, you will not be successful. I also have times when I am very warm. Liu Changze has never met his father, so he is called ruthless when he beats him up.

Shen shivered.

When he returned to the banquet, Wen Tong was half awake and half drunk, holding a wine glass and touching Li Yunfu, he murmured inarticulately: "You will have to drink three hundred cups at once!"

Li Yunfu couldn't stand still, and replied in a daze: "Don't leave any residue when the cup is done, belch—"

Wen Tong's head was in a mess, and he hit his head with a white marble wine glass: "Can...can..."

The table was brightly lit, Shen Shi approached to see the situation clearly, snatched the cup from Wen Tong's hand with a smile, and pulled the two of them together: "The candle is still alive, the moon is still bright, alcoholic poet, you can go."

The two confronted each other endlessly, and followed Shen Shi for no reason. No one thought about why Shen Shi knew the way to the palace. They only knew that when they woke up, they had already slept soundly on the bed in the guild hall.

Shen Shi looked at the two sleeping like dead pigs on the bed, and sighed.

Blind men lead the way, and you don't have any snacks.