He Shen

Shanbao originally planned to go to church, but after hearing what Liu Tongxun said, he lost interest and went back home.

Liu Tongxun came with good intentions and for peace.

Otherwise, if Shanbao becomes the number one scholar in a daze, he is afraid that he will have a sad life in the Imperial Academy.

What annoys Shanbao is that he has become the target of the tug-of-war between the Manchus and the Hans.As soon as he returned to the mansion, Shanbao went to Yu Zicheng's courtyard and told Liu Tongxun what he had said.

Yu Zicheng is also Han.

Shanbao really didn't want to be the number one scholar who cooks oil with fire, so he consulted with Yu Zicheng.

Yu Zicheng sighed, "Back then, Nalan Rongruo was a peerless talent, but he didn't even rank among the top three. To protect your literary talents at your age, it's okay to enter the second list. If you are so lucky, you will inevitably leave gossip in the future." I also don't agree. Shanbao became the number one scholar, and the Manchus considered themselves noble, but the Han people were not easy to get along with.

The number one scholar in Jinke sounds majestic, but he wants to enter the Imperial Academy to compile the fifth rank.

The Hanlin Academy has always been dominated by Han people. Shanbao studied in the Xian'an Palace since he was a child. Although Wu Shenglan is a teacher, he is only a family member, and he has a name in the Imperial Academy. Ji Xiaolan's prestige.

Liu Tongxun himself is a bachelor in charge of the Imperial Academy, and if he showed his intentions today, Shanbao couldn't help but know how to praise him.

But the key point is, Shanbao is a small person, no matter whether it is the first list or the second list, how can he be the master?

You can't be the master, but you have to bear the consequences.

Shanbao thinks about it and feels wronged.

"Could it be that you have to be reserved in the palace examination." Yu Zicheng thought about it.

"Sir, we went to Tanzhe Temple with Mr. Yuan the year before last, and the one we met on the way was the current Holy One." Shanbao told him bluntly, Yu Zicheng was so startled that his hands trembled, and the tea spilled on his hands.

Shanbao wiped off the tea stains for Yu Zicheng with a handkerchief, frowned, full of annoyance, "The emperor's articles are classics, he knows everything, and there are previous encounters. If I do too much, it will be a serious crime of deceiving the emperor."

Qianlong has been the emperor for decades, so it is not easy to be fooled.

Yu Zicheng has regained his composure, and he doesn't know whether to be happy or worried, "Shanbao, you really have some luck. No wonder..."

A talented person is an existence admired by others.

Most of the self-made talents are proud of their talents, and to put it more plainly, they have no one in their eyes.

For example, at this age, Shanbao can compose poems and write essays. From Yu Zicheng's point of view, he is worthy of being called a genius.

However, Shanbao's temper is outrageous, and he is modest.

On the mountain road of Tanzhe Temple that day, Yuan Zicai was a famous scholar; Shanbao imitated Lu Fangweng's "Bu Suanzi. Yongmei" and used it against its meaning, which was positive and novel; only Qianlong's poem was only average when it was seriously evaluated. Yu Zicheng was proud, and he didn't want to praise him against his will, so he just smiled when he heard it, and didn't make any false comments because he didn't know each other.Yuan Zicai didn't say much, but Shanbao was always kind. He insisted on finding out the advantages and praised him again and again, which eased the atmosphere, but unknowingly, he caught the dragon's fart and got the blue eyes of that person.

Thinking about it now, isn't this generosity the blessing of Shanbao?

Shanbao has this kind of luck, and Yu Zicheng is also happy for him.

It's just that the two cobblers discussed for a long time and failed to come up with any good countermeasures, so Fukang'an arrived.

Fukang'an came to send a post to Shanbao, "The twentieth of this month is Fengshen Jilun's birthday, the little thing said, please invite Uncle Persimmon to accompany him on his birthday."

Shanbao took it with a smile, and knocked on Fukang'an's head, "You're so talkative, just say it, there's no need for a post, it's so formal." Looking around, there was a stick of fertilizer drawn on the top of the post. Two toot persimmons squeezed together, very cute.I couldn't help laughing, "Is this also painted by Fu Chang'an?" Although there are only a few strokes, it is somewhat expressive.

"The persimmons I drew were written by Fu Chang'an. I'm afraid I offended you badly last time, and you won't come if you want to save face." Fu Kang'an said helplessly, "It's a big fart, and I think a lot. By the way, Congratulations on your title on the gold list." At the end of the sentence, he showed a bit of joy.

Hongyan brought tea, Shanbao handed a cup to Fukang'an, and put away the invitation, "Tell Fengshen Jilun that I will definitely go. Even if I get angry with you, it doesn't hinder their children. ah."

Fukang'an laughed twice, held the tea bowl, and scratched his eyes on Shanbao's body a few times, "The clothes are very bright, yes, you have a good eye. It was hard to say anything about you before, but Bai gave birth to a handsome appearance. Dressed like an old man."

"I don't like blue the most. Look, in this famous mansion in Beijing, the servants of nine out of ten families are all dressed in blue." Fukang'an nodded, "This border is trimmed." Well done, it adds a bit of extravagance. Change the belt and match it with a jade belt, by the way, I have two good ones, I will change them for you tomorrow."

Shanbao pursues the philosophy of being a low-key man, coupled with his good birth, in this era of fierce homosexuality, he has no power now, and he is afraid that someone will rape him one day.

So others tend to dress up smartly, but he, on the contrary, wears what he usually wears.Fukang'an had talked about it countless times in the early days, and even sent him clothes materials.

"This purse is not good either, it's too plain."

"Su Dongpo always said, 'Wrap your life in a thick cloth, and you have a poetic spirit in your stomach'. A man is a man, he pays attention to what he eats and wears." Shanbao glared at Fu Kang'an. The jade pendant is the finest mutton fat jade, the buttons are round beads polished by jadeite, and there is a jadeite finger on the thumb, which is clear and clear... Tiantian is dressed like a flower peacock.

"You really mean what Su Dongpo said when he was poor." Fukang'an stared at Shanbao and kept shaking his head, "No, no, no, I'm going to be an official, so I have to prepare two decent clothes no matter what.

"I have a lot of clothes, don't think about it when you come out." Shanbao said, "Look at yourself, wish you could put a cornucopia on your head, lest people don't know that your family is rich. It's like the countryside. What's the difference between a landlord and an old fortune? He has no temperament at all."

"Shanbao, don't you think you've taken a fancy to my jade pendant?" Fukang'an pulled it down and hung it in front of Shanbao's eyes, jokingly asked, "You've been staring at it for a long time."

Shanbao ignored him.

"I'm a couple. This is a great treasure." Fukang'an originally wanted to give one to Shanbao, but he just thought about it. After drinking the rest of the tea, he stood up and said with a smile, "Today I will take the shift, I have to enter the palace earlier, remember to go there on the [-]th day."

"Understood." Shanbao sent Fu Kang'an to the gate, Xiao Xizi was waiting at the gatehouse, holding Fu Kang'an's long knife, seeing the master coming out, Xiao Xizi stepped forward to meet him.

Fukang'an took the knife and said to Shanbao, "Okay, let's go back."

"Be careful on the road, don't ride a fast horse."

Fukang'an wanted to say "shivering", but he still felt a little smug in his heart, so he got on his horse and left.

At the entrance of the alley, Fukang'an turned around and saw that Shanbao was still standing in front of the door looking at him. Fukang'an's stinky heart suddenly bubbled, thinking, maybe Shanbao also meant that to him.

A few days later, Fukang'an found out that Shanbao was a good person who treated everyone the same, so he wanted to see him off two miles away.

Many years later, Fukang'an's jealous old story was brought up again, and Shanbao said indifferently, "Oh, this, for me, I just stood there for a while, which not only shows my thoughtfulness, but also makes people feel that I am being treated with respect. Why not do it?"

Relying on this kind of courtesy to buy people's hearts, Shanbao subdued one fool after another.

Not to mention how Fukang'an pretended to be affectionate, Shanbao prepared a few gadgets for Fengshen Jilun as a birthday present.

Just in time for Fu Hengxiu Mu to be at home, full of etiquette, Fu Kang'an first took Shanbao to pay his respects.

Fu Heng was busy in the study, when he heard the report, he paused, and ordered Shanbao to come in.

Fu Heng had seen Shanbao several times before, and knew that Shanbao had some talents. This case made him look at Shanbao with admiration.

The "spies" Fukang'an had already told his father and brother exactly what he had inquired from Shanbao, and even Fu Heng was shocked by Shanbao's calm decision: Shanbao is immortal for his enemy Suo Chuoluo Yingliang He treats him endlessly; he doesn't mention a word about the Ministry of Rites involved.

However, in Fu Heng's view, Shanbao's move was not to protect the court's face. It should be said that Shanbao knew himself and knew that the Spring Festival had passed.It will even provoke the disgust of the Holy One.

He prefers to keep his sense of proportion and is not bad at all.

Qianlong knew that Fukang'an and Shanbao had a good relationship, so he asked a few questions specifically, but without him, Qianlong went back and thought about it, the fragrance of ink on silk he smelled in the hall was just the fragrance of ordinary pine smoke ink... The old man was suspicious .

Fukang'an told Qianlong about the matter again with his big mouth, Qianlong laughed it off, and was a little moved when he heard that Shanbao said that he didn't bring out the Ministry of Rites in the hall for the sake of "the court's face".

So, in a brain twitch, I decided to add En Shanbao.

Of course, Qianlong had his own plans.

Not only because of his previous meeting with Shanbao, but also because of the person Qianlong admired most in his life, his grandfather, Emperor Kangxi.

Kangxi pacified San Francisco, recovered Taiwan, and pacified Junggar.

When Qianlong became the emperor, he also fought around endlessly.

Furthermore, everyone in the world knows that there was Nalan Rongruo by Kangxi's side in the past, and "Drinking Water Ci" is still widely sung today.

Although Qianlong also has Ji Xiaolan, a great talent, by his side, Qianlong is not very satisfied.

First of all, Ji Xiaolan is a Han Chinese, so she is far behind Nalan Rongruo in terms of identity; secondly, who doesn't know that Nalan Rongruo is not only a well-known talent, but also gentle and handsome, a generation of beautiful men.But this Ji Xiaolan has talent and learning, but she looks...really like the crops in the field, with the word "earth" inside and out.

But at this time, Shanbao fell into Qianlong's eyes.

Manchu, a student of Xian'an Palace.

Young, handsome, talented, and good at writing poems.In the face of great injustice, he can still think about the court's face first.

At this time, Qianlong recalled the encounter with Shanbao before, which was comparable to the first meeting of famous monarchs and ministers in ancient times, the snow scenery and red plum blossoms in famous mountains and ancient temples, and how elegant they were when they talked about poetry and Ci.

elegant.

Shanbao respectfully greeted Ann, and Fu Heng smiled and said, "Your face is fresher than before. Young people, the key is the bones. I heard that you are on the list, and I am waiting to hear the good news about your imperial examination."

Shanbao's heart trembled twice, and after a few words of modesty, he left in a daze.

Fu Heng, what does this mean!What do you mean!What do you mean!

Heaven and earth conscience!

In fact, Fu Heng is really meaningless, he is good at protecting, overthinking, and frightened.