Stop Bothering Me, Emperor

In mid-spring, the capital city was still a bit cold in the early morning, but the candidates who read the list didn't seem to notice it.

It was just dawn, and the gate of the Gongyuan was already full of people, waiting for a while to release the list.Those with better backgrounds will send servants and servants over, and those with bad backgrounds will come over and watch in person.

There are also sellers of cakes and baked sweet potatoes mixed in to do business, and it is crowded with people for a while, so it is very lively.

The teahouse opposite the Gongyuan is known as "Jidilou". It is said that if you wait for the list to be released here, the chance of winning the list will be greatly improved.Therefore, on the day when the list is released, the tea seat fee in the teahouse is three times higher than in the past.

For the extremely nervous candidates, they would rather believe in anything, and the young masters who have servants who can order them are not short of this money, and they all crowded to the second floor to wait for the news.

Candidates who are anxious in their hearts, in order to relieve their emotions, look left and right to observe the people around them to see what everyone's expressions are. If everyone is frowning, I can feel at ease.

Seeing this, the table by the window immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Sitting there was a young man dressed in white, cut from muslin and covered with silk. The most important thing was that this man had a tender face, not as weak as a crown.

"Whose kid is that, he's messing around here." Someone pointed at the young man, "It probably belongs to a big family in Beijing."

If you want to go to the capital to take the national exam, you have to go through numerous checkpoints such as the Tongshi Examination, the Township Examination, the Government Examination, and the Academy Examination. If you fail to pass a pass, you have to wait another three years. small.Seeing such a young man, people naturally didn't think about Juzi, they thought he was here to drink tea and have fun.

"I don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, why come here to join in the fun at such a young age?" Someone couldn't help but said loudly, and glanced at the young man from the corner of his eye.

As if he didn't hear it, the boy slowly poured himself a cup of tea.The servant standing behind him was unhappy, and stared back: "What do you mean, our young master is also here to wait for the list."

As soon as this statement came out, many people laughed lowly, obviously they didn't believe it.The person who spoke loudly was even more proud, and said with a sneer, "You don't even have full hair, and you dare to brag about taking the exam." The boy was so angry that his eyes widened, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to go forward to argue.

Song Xiao slowly picked up his hands, and stopped the servant from continuing to speak: "Shut up before the list."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone shut their mouths, and the faces of those who talked about it suddenly became ugly.There is a saying in the Dayu Dynasty that you cannot slander other candidates before the gold list, the more bad things you say, the easier it is to fail the test.

In case this young man really came to take the exam, those who talk nonsense will be in bad luck. It is the critical moment, and no one wants to get into bad luck.

The boy saw that the people who laughed at his young master just now turned into quails. Although he didn't know the reason, it must be his young master who frightened them.The boy raised his chest proudly.

"The list is released, the list is released!" The outside suddenly became lively, the gate of the Gongyuan opened, and someone took the list and posted it.

"Good news sir, you have won the 64th place!

"Good news, master, you have won the 78th place!"

Those boys who were on the list ran into the rice like the wind, and those who got the good news flushed with excitement, and those who hadn't waited had their necks stretched out.

After a round of reporting, there was no Song Xiao's name, and everyone couldn't help but look this way, thinking that this kid really came to join in the fun.The person who spoke loudly just now really failed the exam, and he couldn't find a place to vent his anger. He stood up and wanted to ridicule Song Xiao, but he heard a long sound of good news.

"Good news—Master, you have won No.17!" Because the young master was young, the Song family did not expect much for this test. When they saw the ranking, the young servants of the Song family couldn't believe their own. Eyes, looked and looked, and pulled the people next to him to help confirm that it was indeed my young master.

"Hey..." The people in the teahouse gasped, they passed the [-]th Gongshi exam at such a young age, that's not bad, they must be unborn geniuses!

After a moment of silence, those who had just won the prize came forward one after another to say congratulations and salute to Song Xiao.

Song Xiao raised his chin slightly and raised his hand in return.

This year, Song Xiao was only 17 years old, and he was not very humble yet, so when others praised him, he accepted it.Fortunately, others don't think there is anything wrong, after all, it is inevitable to be frivolous if you are a teenager.

On the way back to the inn, the two boys could not stop being excited.

"You didn't see the face with the big mouth, hey, it's all green, hahaha!"

"It deserves it, who told him to dare to laugh at our young master, he will be punished!"

Song Xiao glanced at his servant, and frowned slightly: "There's no one behind him, this man is already unlucky enough." Seeing people make jokes is not what a gentleman does.

The two boys looked at each other and stuck out their tongues.

Song Xiao put on a cold face for a while, and then laughed happily.He is only 17 years old this year, and there are not many Jinshi at the age of 17, and his future is bright.

The Song family is not a prominent family now, his grandfather Chi was a high-ranking official back then, but in his father's generation he was not well-known.His father is still the most promising one. After so many years in the officialdom, he is still a magistrate.The burden of shining the lintel fell on Song Xiao.

"Six hundred miles, hurry up." There was a sound of horseshoes behind him, Song Xiao quickly moved aside, and there were soldiers in armor, holding tokens in their hands, running all the way in the direction of the palace.

Seeing this, the common people gave way one after another. This is a military situation, and no one can stop it. If they are accidentally kicked by a horse, they can only admit that they are unlucky.

"There's another battle in Mobei?" Song Xiao waved his sleeves to drive away the dust and smoke raised by the horse's hooves.

"The beatings are repeated every three days, without stopping." A passing scholar heard Song Xiao's words and couldn't help cursing.

Song Xiao turned his head to look, it was the one in the teahouse who won the 64th place, and he raised his hand in salute: "I heard that the Seventh Prince has just returned from a victory, and it's mid-spring now, the Xiongnu shouldn't be attacking at this time."

Deng Gongsheng looked around, leaned close to Song Xiao's ear and whispered: "It is precisely because the Seventh Prince is back that moths appear at this time."

There is something mysterious about this.The Seventh Prince is the empress's son-in-law. He is very good at fighting. He went out to fight in his teens. He has made great military exploits and has a high prestige in the army.But he is not the eldest son, and there are several imperial brothers from concubines in front of him, none of them are good, and the position of crown prince is still vacant.

He was not in Beijing when he went out to fight before, and the power of the other brothers had basically reached a balance point. Now when he came back, it was like a sharp knife inserted into a barbecue plate, causing some people who were eating meat to panic.And the triennial examination is just the time for the princes to cultivate manpower. At this time, it is normal for any trouble to happen.Baobuqi, someone made some noise at the border, so as to encourage the Seventh Prince to continue the war and lose a share of the pie.

Song Xiao was stunned for a moment, then understood, pursed his lips, and gave Gong Sheng a knowing look, but stopped talking, turned and went back to the inn.The prince's dispute is not something that he, a young Gongsheng who has not yet passed the imperial examination, can discuss.

The next day was the palace examination. Song Xiao wore a sky blue brocade robe, wanting to look mature and reliable, but he hid in the house all year round to study and rarely basked in the sun. The color against that face made him look more immature.Song Xiao was a little dissatisfied and wanted to replace it.

"Young master, it's too late, let's go!" The boy was in a hurry, and he was going to face the saint in this palace test, so it was never too late.

Song Xiao looked at the time, had no choice but to give up, and just went to the Meridian Gate.

One hundred tribute students enter the palace from the main entrance and enter the main hall to accept the emperor's assessment, which is called the palace examination.Song Xiao stood at No.17, and entered the hall without looking sideways.

This is the main hall of the daily morning court. The roof is three feet high, with double eaves and flying tiles, red pillars and carved dragons. There are a hundred low tables and seats in the main hall for candidates to use.

The questions for the imperial examination were given by the emperor himself. In addition to writing an essay on the spot, he might have to answer the questions face to face with the emperor.

Song Xiao stood in his place, lowered his eyes and waited for the emperor to arrive.

With a high-pitched notification sound, Emperor Qing Yuan, who was dressed in a black rust-gold dragon suit, came slowly.

Emperor Qing Yuan was in his fifties, with steady steps and a cold expression. When everyone knelt down and saluted, Song Xiao secretly took a look.Emperor Qingyuan had not been on the throne for a long time, because the previous Emperor Gaozu had been in power for a long time.

"Pingshen!" Emperor Qingyuan sat on the dragon chair, waved his hand to signal everyone to get up, and said a few words of encouragement, to the effect that everyone is the future pillar of Dayu, so don't be cautious, just write policies and opinions according to your own standards.

Then, the examiner held a roll of bright yellow silk cloth and put it on the imperial case, signaling the emperor to come up with a question.

Today in the court hall, there was just a dispute about the news about Bei Mo. Originally, three topics were drawn up in advance for the emperor to choose. "Two words.

The Xiongnu lived in Beimo, herding horses and herding sheep. It was a serious problem in the previous dynasty, and there was no sign of solving it in Dayu.Before the autumn harvest or heavy snowfall, the Huns cavalry would go to the border to burn, kill and loot.The Xiongnu Shanyu of this generation was brave and good at fighting, and had even begun to invade Dayu's land.

Seeing this simple two-character title, all the tributes in the hall felt bitter. The simpler the title, the harder it is to write.The emperor gave such a title because he wanted to know everyone's views on the Xiongnu and the countermeasures.If you want to be safe, you can only write a policy theory with gorgeous rhetoric, praising the good policies that the dynasty already has.But if you want to shine, you must have your own insights.

Song Xiao pursed his lips and thought for a long time. After everyone had started writing for a while, he still sat quietly without picking up his pen.Sitting on the dragon chair and watching everyone, Emperor Qing Yuan saw this surprisingly tender-looking little fellow at a glance.Seeing him not moving for a while, Emperor Qing Yuan didn't urge him, just watched what he was going to do.

After a while, Song Xiao seemed to be an old monk who woke up from trance: he raised his pen and walked in the flowing water in one go.

Emperor Qing Yuan felt strange, walked over quietly, walked slowly to Song Xiao's side, and looked down at what he wrote.It didn't matter, I couldn't move any more.

Song Xiao's argument is not so unconventional, but the advantage is that he uses concise and appropriate words, and his quotations are very powerful. I thought that he was young, and he had to study hard for the few books required for the imperial examination. I didn't expect him to dabble in extremely Guang, "Spring and Autumn", "Book of Changes", "Zuo Zhuan" and so on are mentioned.It wouldn't be surprising if this was an old Confucian scholar in his 50s, but... Emperor Qing Yuan took a closer look at Song Xiao's face, and it was clear that he was a young man who was not as good as a weak crown.

The emperor stood beside Song Xiao without saying a word, watching him finish writing a piece of policy with spirit, without any pause or correction.When Song Xiao put down his pen, he immediately took the answer sheet to read. Song Xiao, who was concentrating on writing, was taken aback. Only then did he find that His Majesty the Emperor was standing beside him, and immediately got up to salute.

Emperor Qingyuan waved his hand to signal him not to be nervous, took the paper and read it carefully, and then asked him: "Since the founding of my dynasty, I have always focused on appeasing the Xiongnu. Military officials have always been the ones to fight, and civil officials have always been the ones to make peace. Why are you a Confucian? What about the main battle?"

Song Xiao stood with his hands down, respectfully listened to the emperor's question, and then said: "Peace and prosperity, peace is the first, I don't want war..."

Emperor Qingyuan belonged to the Lord and the Xiongnu. In fact, the tribute students in the hall knew this, and they all tried their best to rely on the Lord and the side.Song Xiao naturally knew it too, but his focus was not on the border or the army, his focus was on people's livelihood.Wars cost money, and the Huns also suffered losses when they came to burn, kill and loot.However, to raise soldiers for thousands of days, even if you don’t fight wars, you still need to spend a lot of money to raise the army. It’s better to go to the royal court of the Huns, and maybe you can get some money back.

The ministers in the court talk about it, either for righteousness or power, and no one has ever analyzed it from the perspective of money and food.Emperor Qing Yuan found it interesting, nodded and handed Song Xiao's test paper to the examiner beside him.

The response in the main hall left a deep impression on Emperor Qingyuan. After the chief examiners reviewed the papers, they presented ten papers that they thought were outstanding to the emperor for the emperor to make a decision.These examiners are all veteran ministers in the court, and they are the most powerful at observing words and expressions. Seeing that the emperor is very satisfied with that young tribute, they will naturally not disappoint that. Song Xiao's paper is impressively listed. , It is very different from the questions of the ordinary palace examination. The well-prepared candidates are a little dumbfounded. Most of them do not seek merit but seek no faults. After all, they have entered the palace examination, and a Jinshi background cannot escape.Therefore, most of the articles were written in a mediocre manner. The emperor's eyes wandered around among the ten examination papers, raised the ink brush, hesitated for a moment between the gorgeously rhetorical article and Song Xiao's article, and thought of Song Xiao's immature With a slight smile on his face, he wrote "one" on Song Xiao's paper.

The number one scholar who is not as weak as the crown, it is a good story to spread.

Song Xiao left the palace, returned to the inn and fell asleep.When meeting the emperor for the first time, it was a lie to say that he was not nervous, and he was picked by the emperor to answer him. He had already exhausted all his energy and fell asleep in the dark when he came back.The next day, I was awakened by the sound of gongs and drums outside.

"Young Master, Young Master!" The servant stumbled and ran in, throwing himself at Song Xiao's bedside.

"Why are you arguing? What about mourning?" Song Xiao was very unhappy when he was woken up, frowning.

"Master, you have won the number one prize!"

"Isn't it the number one scholar... huh?" Song Xiao's eyes widened: He knows his depth, and it's no problem to be a Jinshi, but it's a bit reluctant to be the number one scholar. The great talent of Yuan Liu, the great poet of Qingzhou Xie Yuan Hu, and the grandson of the current prime minister...

Before Song Xiao could react, the robe of the number one scholar had already been brought in, and when he came to his senses, he was already riding on a tall horse with hairpin flowers across the Royal Street.

"Look, the champion is so young!"

"The younger generation is terrifying!

"What a handsome champion!"

Song Xiao sat up straight and looked straight ahead. Compared with the No. 17 with gray temples, he was really much younger.If he won the first prize before reaching the weak crown, his official career will be many years longer than others.Looking at the crowded crowd and the majestic official wall in the distance, the [-]-year-old Zhuangyuan Lang suddenly felt great pride.

After the parade, go to Qingping Garden to attend the Luming Banquet.

In the previous dynasty, people gave a banquet to new scholars from the emperor, which was called Qionglin Banquet.When he arrived in Dayu, Taizu thought the word Luming was more pleasant, so he changed the name to Luming Yan.Yoyo Luming, the apple of the wild food, is the meaning of the emperor cherishing talents.

The second-class Jinshi ranks in the garden, and the long tables are lined up in turn. The first three, plus the top three second-class, can have a banquet at the same table with the emperor.

As the number one scholar, Song Xiao naturally sat at the front.Emperor Qingyuan brought the prime minister and the three princes here with a smile.

Song Xiao stood up and saluted, and when he called out, he quickly glanced at the three princes.The princes have some resemblance to Emperor Qing Yuan, and they all wear dark yellow prince's dresses.The prince was raised in Beijing, well-clothed and well-fed, and his complexion was usually fair, but one of the three was a different species.

That man was obviously half a head taller than the other princes, with a tall and straight body and an imposing appearance, but his skin color was not as white as the other princes, with a healthy wheat color.

Song Xiao lowered his eyes, secretly thinking that this is probably the Seventh Prince Yu Jintang that people often talk about recently.

Yu Jintang went out to fight at the age of 14. He is good at fighting and has extraordinary bravery.Fighting in the northern desert all the year round, exposed to the wind and the sun, he is naturally not as tender and tender as the prince in Beijing, but it is also because he has a murderous aura, standing here, people will definitely not ignore his existence.

The spring was just right in the Qingping Garden, and the flowers were blooming like brocades. Emperor Qingyuan was in a really good mood, talking to the Jinshi at the same table one by one.

"Song Xiao, do you have a sign?" Emperor Qing Yuan said for a while, then turned to the young champion.

Song Xiao stood up, and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, the student is seventeen years old, and he hasn't taken any words yet."

"You are already the No. [-] Scholar. If you become a Jinshi, you will be established. You should perform the crown ceremony early." Prime Minister Yan Shishu brushed his beard and answered with a smile.

"Yan Qing is right!" Emperor Qing Yuan patted the prime minister's shoulder, smiled and said to Song Xiao, "Why don't I give you a sign."

As soon as this remark came out, the other Jinshi all looked at Song Xiao with envious eyes, it was a supreme honor to be selected by the emperor.

"Respectfully, the emperor bestows the letter!" Song Xiao was stunned for a moment, but immediately realized that he bowed his head to thank him.

"It's interesting to be such a small number one scholar." The Fifth Prince carried the Seventh Prince on his shoulders.

Yu Jintang, who was drinking silently, slowly raised his head to take a look when he heard what the fifth prince said.As soon as he came in, he noticed the little champion in the county wearing a red robe. This was the first time he had seen such a small champion.Now that I got closer, I found that he was so handsome, so I couldn't help but take a second look.

"Xiao, bamboo music, a gentleman should be like a bamboo, so let's call it Junzhu." Emperor Qingyuan waved his hand, and it was decided.

Song Xiao kowtowed his head to thank him, the word "junzhu" has the same pronunciation as "monarch", if it wasn't given by the emperor, he really wouldn't dare to take this word.

The ministers and princes around him naturally praised this expression again, which made Emperor Qing Yuan burst into joy and raised his glass frequently, and even felt that he was not enjoying himself enough, so he wanted to enforce the drinking order.

72 maids, each wearing a flower on their head, holding a long piece of paper in their hands, writing a line of poetry.This poem is all about flowers, but has nothing to do with the flowers on the maid's head.At the emperor's request, everyone gathered around the maids to look at it, and the flowers and scrolls were removed and replaced with a tray.

"There are 72 flowers here, and there is a line of poems under each flower. You have already read it all over, and you will answer which one I get later, and I will reward the one who wins the most. "Emperor Qingyuan smiled happily and picked up a peony.

"There are beauties in the southern country, and their beauty is like peaches and plums." Before everyone could react, the young champion had already opened his mouth.

Song Xiao has no other specialties, but he is good at memorizing things. He has been playing this kind of game since he was three years old, and he can pick it up easily without any effort.

The unhurried voice carried the unique clarity of young people.Yu Jintang couldn't help but put down the wine glass in his hand, and quietly looked at the smiling little champion.The spring sun shines on the male's white and tender face. Standing at his position, you can even see the fine fluff on Song Xiao's face.

The most beautiful ones are the double eyes of the blade, which are agile, with a calmness that does not match the age, but when the answer is correct, he can't help but bend over.This man has a pair of smiling eyes, which are crooked when he smiles, like a crescent moon, very cute.I am used to the numbness and bloodthirsty on the battlefield, and the shrewd calculations in the court and harem. This is the first time I saw such a special smiling eye, as beautiful as a clear spring dripping into the dry land, so beautiful that people want to throw it away desperately. Take it for yourself.

The verses under the flowers have nothing to do with the flowers themselves, so they are very difficult to remember. Several Jinshi who want to show off are sweating profusely, but the 17-year-old young champion is calm and calm, answering every one accurately.

"Old Seven, you choose one too." Father's voice rang in his ears, waking up the stunned Yu Jintang.

"Yes, father." Yu Jintang raised his hand to pick up a crabapple, and handed it directly to Song Xiao.

The little champion with crooked smiling eyes froze for a moment, caught a bright-colored crabapple flower with both hands, and laughed in a clear and melodious voice: "I don't know where the human face is going, but the peach blossom is still smiling at the spring breeze."

The emperor's reward turned out to be fine wine bestowed by the emperor. Song Xiao, who didn't drink much, had a bitter face, so he bit the bullet and drank one cup after another.

After the Luming Banquet was over, Song Xiao was already dizzy, and went outside with Qingming.

"Brother Song, shall I give you a ride?" Song Xiao, who was about to fall down in the second place, quickly helped him up.

Yu Jintang saw it from a distance, pondered for a moment, and strode up to the father in front of him.

"Father, look." Smiling slightly, he raised his chin towards Song Xiaonan.

Emperor Qingyuan turned his head to look, and saw the little number one scholar lying crookedly, almost falling on the second place, and couldn't help laughing: "After all, you are young, and you can't drink well."

"Why don't the servants from the Song family come to pick you up?

The prime minister frowned, it was not a good thing to get drunk at the Lu Ming Banquet.

"These people who are traveling to Beijing to rush for the exam are not at home in Beijing, so how can they take care of everything properly?" The fifth prince looked very understanding.

"Fifth Prince knows these things well." The Fourth Prince beside him said with a half-smile.

Emperor Qingyuan frowned, the fifth prince's heart skipped a beat, and he glared at the fourth child: "I guess." Now that there is no crown prince, everyone is thinking about the male position, but they dare not grab the bright side.The prince made friends with new scholars in private, but the performance of cultivating power must not be seen by the father.

Seeing that the heat was almost ready, Yu Jintang said expressionlessly, "In that case, why don't you ask my son to send him back."

Everyone was avoiding it for fear that it would be too late, but the seventh prince rushed up to see him off like an elm head, and the two princes couldn't help showing ironic smiles.Emperor Qing Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled slightly: "Go, the little champion is rare, so don't embarrass me." The Seventh Prince dared to propose to send the champion at this time, it seemed that he was open-minded and didn't think about it.

"Yes." Yu Jintang retired respectfully, and strode towards Song Xiao's direction.

Emperor Qingyuan was an emperor and also a father. Although he was suspicious of his son forming a party for personal gain, he was also afraid that his sons would think he was not confident. Only he understood this conflicting psychology.

Song Xiao was drowsily walking out with his shoulders on the second place, when suddenly he spun around and crashed into a warm and firm embrace.There was a fresh scent of grass and trees on the clothes, which was very pleasant, instantly dispelling the smell of alcohol in his mouth and nose, Song Xiao couldn't help sniffing hard.

Seeing the man in his arms twitching his nose like a small animal, Yu Jintang only felt his heart soften into a puddle of water, but he didn't show it on his face, and looked coldly at Shao's wrinkled second place: "I'll send the champion back, and you can take care of yourself." Bar."

Seeing that it was the Seventh Prince, he naturally didn't dare to say much. He shivered from the man's cold eyes, and hurriedly bowed his head and stepped aside.

Yu Jintang half-dragged and half-hugged him into his carriage in such a fair and aboveboard manner.

"Huh? Your Highness?" The carriage swayed forward, Song Xiao raised his head in a daze, and saw an extremely handsome face.

Because princes and grandchildren cannot look directly at him, Song Xiao only took a quick glance, now that he can really see the face of the seventh prince clearly when he is close.

Sword eyebrows, star eyes and thin lips, except for some blackness, this face is really impeccable.Through the hazy drunken eyes, she looks even more beautiful.

"Hey, why did I see the Seventh Prince?" Song Xiao Jiujiu got up and couldn't tell the reality of the dream, and suddenly reached out and touched Yu Jintang's face, "I don't feel it, um... it's a dream... Huh call……"

While muttering, Song Xiao rubbed his face against Yu Jintang's chest, and just fell asleep like that.

Yu Jintang looked at him dumbfounded, slowly stretched out his hand, and tapped his pink nose.So defenseless, really a child.

The drunken little champion was slumped softly in his arms, his fair face was stained with a layer of powder, his slender eyelashes drooped down, forming a small shadow, and his pink lips were filled with moist water. Light.

Yu Jintang looked at it, feeling a little hot for no reason.Just now at the Luming Banquet, when he was handing over the Begonia flowers, he felt a little moved, and now that the beauty is in his arms, his heart itch was unbearable.

Before this day, if someone told the Seventh Prince that you would fall in love with someone at first sight, he would definitely think it was a joke, but at this moment, Yu Jintang suddenly slowed down, and the script said that his heart was pounding, what did it feel like.That kind of love transcends gender and identity... With just one glance, he is sure that it is the person he wants to get, the person he wants to get no matter what.

Warm palms with thin calluses gently caressed the fair and handsome face, and the skin was slightly warmed, making Yu Jintang also hot.The man's hand slid down uncontrollably, along the white neck, to the beautiful collarbone, and then got into the champion's robe.

The warm chest felt great. Realizing what he was doing, Yu Jintang wanted to withdraw his hand as if he had been scalded, but his hand seemed to be stuck, and he refused to leave. Instead, he probed deeper and deeper until he touched his chest. A small bump on the front.

"Hmm..." Song Xiao snorted softly in his deep sleep, sweet and greasy, which made Yu Jintang's stomach tighten.

damn it!Yu Jintang cursed secretly, and there was a reaction under him, that's true.

"Huh?" Song Xiao was uncomfortable being touched, and tried to open his eyes with trembling eyelashes.

Yu Jintang was startled, and quickly withdrew his hands to straighten his clothes.

Song Xiao didn't know anything about what happened after that day, and fell asleep in the inn in a daze.

The son of Song Zhifu's family won the first prize, and people in the prefecture and county soon knew about it, and came to congratulate him one after another.The grandfather of the Song family used to be a high-ranking official, but now he has retired. There is no real estate in Jingzhong, so he decided to buy a house for Song Xiao in Beijing.

Second-class Jinshi must also participate in the selection of Shu Jishi, and three first-class scholars can directly enter the Imperial Academy.The day of the Hanlin Academy is to record the words and deeds of the emperor every day, compile history books, and revise the history books of previous dynasties.This was not a difficult task for Song Xiao, his ancestors were all officials, and the Song family's family background was not bad, they bought him a house in the middle of the capital, and bought a servant girl, and his life settled down.

It was just that there was one thing that bothered him quite a bit, that was His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, who had taken some wrong medicine and always invited him to drink.

Song Xiao looked at the invitation card in his hand, hesitating very much, this was already the third time that the Seventh Prince asked someone to invite him.The first time was when the Seventh Emperor had a drink with several military officers, saying that everyone wanted to see the champion of the new subject, and it happened that the Emperor came to the Imperial Academy, so he pushed him away; Reasoning that he was unwell, he only sent a gift, but the person didn't go; this time, the Seventh Prince didn't say what he was going to do at all, and only asked him to go to the Zuixian Tower for a drink...

Now the relationship between the princes is tense, Song Xiao, a small official who just joined the Imperial Academy, doesn't want to get involved with any prince.But there are only three things, the seventh prince is the empress's son, and he has made great achievements in military affairs. Sooner or later, he will be made a prince. If he is condescended to invite him to be a little Hanlin, if he doesn't go, he will be completely offended.

Thank you for your invitation, Your Highness, please tell Your Highness, and make sure to go there on time. "Song Xiao took a deep breath, smiled and said to the boy who sent the post.

The whole afternoon was spent fidgeting.Song Xiao thought a lot, what is the purpose of the Seventh Prince approaching him? Although he is the hottest champion of the new discipline, it is not beneficial for him to win the throne if he is humble; as for the Song family, his father is only a fifth rank now The magistrate, my grandfather has also retired, and there is no one else in the court, so what is there to do?

Unable to figure it out, Song Xiao shook his head, picked up his pen and continued to write, stayed at the Xia Yamen, went home and changed his clothes, and then went to Zuixianlou bravely.

The lobby of Zuixian Tower was buzzing with people, Xiao Er led him to the private room on the second floor, there were two guards standing in front of the door, with solemn expressions, they opened the door and went in.The originally expected bustling scene did not appear, and only Yu Jintang was the only one in the room, sipping slowly with a glass of wine.

Song Xiao's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that he was the only one invited for this battle, which made him even more confused.

"Junzhu is here," Yu Jintang's originally sullen face suddenly showed a smile when he saw Song Xiao, as if Song Xiao was a drop of water dripping in a quiet lake, creating circles of ripples on the seventh prince's face , "Come and sit.

"See Your Highness the Seventh Prince." Song Xiao bowed to salute, but was firmly supported by a warm and powerful hand.

"It's just you and me today, there's no need to be formal." Yu Jintang didn't want to let go after touching someone, and took advantage of the situation to pull him to sit next to him, and poured him a glass of wine with a smile.

Song Xiao swallowed his saliva, how could this posture flirt with the dandies of good women.

Seeing that Song Xiao's expression was not good, Yu Jintang realized that he was Meng Lang, coughed dryly, and pulled some distance away: "Today I ask you because there is something I want to ask you."

Song Xiao clinked glasses with Yu Tang: "Your Highness is too polite, if you have any orders, I will definitely do my best."

Yu Jintang smiled, and took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, with several topics written on it, "It will be the father's birthday in a few days, and we have arranged a program for the princes to improvise poems, and those who match can match the father's birthday." For reward, I was not good at reading since I was a child, I only knew how to fight, and I couldn't think of a sentence when I was thinking about it, so I thought of Jun Zhu's literary talent..."

It turned out that it was not difficult to catch the knife for the prince.It's no wonder no one else was invited for this kind of thing, Song Xiao didn't doubt that there was him, so he took the man's piece of paper to take a closer look.

He didn't ask Yu Jintang how he knew there was such a show, nor how he got the title, but was secretly frightened by the influence of the Seventh Prince.Several princes in Beijing also heard their grandfather often talk about it when they were at home.Grandfather used to be a lecturer to the princes, and knew a few princes quite well. According to what he knew so far, the other princes were far less capable than the Seventh Prince, who seemed to have little influence in Beijing.

Writing a few propositional poems was really hard for Song Xiao. With a swipe of his pen, he quickly wrote several poems, and he also added several variants and poems derived from the titles, so he was ready for any danger.

Yu Jintang was a little surprised at how careful he was, and couldn't help but love him even more. He put away the cheat sheet, and started drinking with Song Xiao.

After drinking for a while, Song Xiao gradually let go and chatted with Yu Jintang.The two talked about the scenery of the northern desert, the customs of the Huns, the wine in the border towns, and the snacks in the south of the Yangtze River. They found that their views on many things were quite similar, and they both felt like they had met each other.

From day one, Yu Jintang would drink with Song Xiao every now and then, never discussing serious matters, only talking about interesting things, Song Xiao gradually let go of his guard against the prince, and the two became friends.

In the blink of an eye, it is autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are clear, and the stags in the Xishan hunting ground have grown fat and strong.Emperor Qingyuan slapped his head, it was time for autumn hunting.

Escorted by the army and accompanied by the prince, the annual autumn hunting starts at the Xishan hunting ground.Song Xiao, as the editor of the Imperial Academy that records the emperor's speech, needs to go hunting with the emperor.

The top three in the palace examination, the number one scholar will be awarded to the Imperial Academy for editing, recording the emperor's daily life and speeches, and the other two will be edited by the Imperial Academy, responsible for revising the history books of the previous dynasty.

Song Xiao is not the only editor in the Hanlin Academy, Shangguan looked around among the old Hanlin, and the young Song Xiao was the most eye-catching, accompanied by Xishan, these old bones may not be able to withstand the toss.Therefore, Song Xiao was also in the accompanying ranks.

The Xishan hunting ground had a pleasant scenery, and the ministers lived in public tents, and Song Xiao was able to get to know some officials in the court.When everyone went hunting, as a civil servant, he stood quietly on the high platform, watching the scenery with the emperor.

Emperor Qingyuan was getting old, so he hunted a deer symbolically, and sat on a high platform to watch the people hunt.

"Jun Zhu, I heard from your Shangguan that you have done a good job in the Imperial Academy, and I leave all the notes on daily life to you." Emperor Qingyuan picked up his teacup and took a sip. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the little champion standing at the end, That immature and handsome face was very different from the old ministers around him, he looked like a child, and people couldn't help but want to tease him.

"It's because the Shangguan has been over-reputed. I'm ashamed and dare not be a minister. I just follow the Shangguan to do some duties." Song Xiao bowed and said in a calm voice.

Some civil servants couldn't help stealing envious glances. This little number one scholar was bestowed by the emperor at the Luming Banquet, which naturally left an impression in the emperor's heart, and his superiors would naturally try their best to speak well of him.

"The Seventh Prince has won the first prize!" Just as he was speaking, a guard hurried over to report.

After the emperor shot down the first deer just now, the princes rushed out on horseback, and Yu Jintang had already hunted it in less than the time it took to burn incense.

"It's worthy of the bow and horse trained in Beimo!" Emperor Qingyuan laughed when he heard this, and told the Seventh Prince that if he hunted five deer, he would reward him with great rewards! "

Song Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the guards leaving in Juechen.I remembered what I said when I was drinking with Yu Jintang a few days ago.

"Jun Zhu, if I have something that I really want to get, but it costs a lot to get it, and it may even destroy that thing, what should I do?" Yu Jintang looked at him with slightly drunken eyes.

Song Xiao shook the wine glass in his hand, and drank it all in one gulp, "Life is alive, but it is only a few decades, you can fight for what you want, if you are afraid of destroying the county's property because of fighting, you will become stronger and protect the county's property Let others dare not covet it."

It is expected that what the seventh prince is talking about is the supreme throne of the county.Everyone wants the throne, and the price to be paid is huge,