The predecessor who was scumbag by me was the emperor

At the end of March, the spring in Chang'an came quietly. Inadvertently, the greenery has been hanging all over the branches, the cold wind has eased, and many beauty-loving women can't wait to change into spring clothes.

The most luxurious inn in Chang'an is called Jinbang Title Building. Because the name has such a good meaning, the candidates who go to Beijing to rush for the exam have to stay here for one night.

Shen Jia was not exempt, and on the day of the palace examination, he obtained the priority of residence with the title of "Huiyuan", asked for a room, paid for the room for three days, and emptied his wallet.

However, this inn has an unwritten rule that any tenant who can get a first-class guest will pay the full check-out fee. If there is a top-notch man, it will be a more cost-effective deal than advertising.

The results of the palace examination will be released in three days. Whether Shen Jia can continue to live here depends on today, because today happens to be the third day, the day when the results of the palace examination are released.

"Young master...Young master, get up quickly, today is such an important day, you have to get up and wash up quickly!" The book boy He Yan pushed Shen Jia hard, and he did it several times a day to wake up the young master. Years, already very experienced.

"Don't make noise... What time is it, it's not even dawn yet, besides, what kind of make-up do I wear as a man?" Shen Jia put the quilt over her head and continued to sleep with her head covered.

Last night a few friends made an appointment to have a drink in Zhuangyuan Building, but he drank a few more glasses because of his kindness. He was so drunk that he passed out, and felt his head hurt like a needle at the moment. he gets up.

He Yan didn't try to grab the quilt with him, but inserted his cold hands from the bottom of the quilt, and grasped Shen Jia's feet with precision, and then a shriek that shattered the sky rang out.

"Ah... Ayan, why do you always use this trick? Don't you get tired of it?" Shen Jia lifted the quilt and stared at his little book boy.

This kid was picked up by the side of the road when he was 12 years old, and he has been with him for seven or eight years. Although the two are named master and servant, they have been together for a long time, almost like friends.

He Yan said without guilt at all: "If it weren't for the lack of ice this season, it wouldn't be my hand that went in just now."

Shen Jia curled up her feet, rubbed them against each other to keep warm, yawned and said, "Ah Yan, you also know that I like men, you said you came to tease me so early in the morning, in case one day I can bear What if I can't help you?"

He Yan looked at him with a smile on his face, "You just have to do it, you don't know who will do who!" It was as if he didn't know that his young master was the one below.

Regarding the fact that his master likes men, He Yan was only shocked for an hour, and then accepted the fact well. After all, who the master likes has nothing to do with him.

Xiao Shutong is fifteen years old, younger than Shen Jia, but he is not small. Shen Jia usually does not need to bring extra bodyguards when he takes him out. He has an unsharp sword on his waist, which is more threatening than a serious guard.

Shen Jia is still hungover, her eyes are misty and foggy, her face is still flushed with drunkenness, her hair is white and her skin is black, and she leans against the head of the bed in a very attractive appearance. Sometimes He Yan can't help but think, his young master With this delicate face and spoiled personality, he should find a man to love him. If he were to marry a wife, I don't know which daughter could be more beautiful than him.

"You have become so courageous that even the young master dares to tease you. Be careful, young master, I will deduct your wages."

He Yan said nonchalantly, "All your belongings belong to me."

Shen Jia yawned halfway and was frightened away. He almost forgot that He Yan was his big benefactor. The money he brought from home had already been spent, and it was all due to He Yan going out to work to support him during this time. .

Of course, it's not that Shen Jia doesn't know how to make money, it's just that he is too busy taking exams to spare time, and the three-day room fee is what he pawned a piece of jade pendant in exchange for. If he didn't know that he would definitely pass high school, he wouldn't dare to do this Dry.

"What time is it?"

"It's about time."

"It's still early, can I sleep a little longer?" Shen Jia looked at the book boy begging for mercy, and woke him up at five o'clock, which was too inhuman.

"No, you're going to be a flower hunter today, and when you're parading through the streets, everyone in Chang'an will be looking at you. How can you not dress up?"

Shen Jia frowned and asked him: "Don't be crowed, who said I would be Tanhualang? Young master, I am the number one in the test, can't I be the number one scholar?"

The book boy pointed to his face, and then pointed to the location next door. Those who will live in the Gold List Hall for the past three days are basically students who participated in the palace examination. The most popular candidate for class A happened to live in three connected rooms. He Yan had already seen it. The other two were old and ugly. Unless the emperor was blind, he would choose them to be Tanhualang.

Shen Jia was actually not sure how many people he could get. On the day of the palace examination, there happened to be an urgent military report, and the emperor was so busy that he didn’t even have time to write the questions, let alone invigilate the exam. He never saw the emperor at all, maybe he didn’t read it Can't make blind arrangements when it comes to the face?

Compared to being a No. [-] pick, of course being the No. [-] Scholar is more face-saving. Shen Jia will try to rank first, and he is still expected to win the No. [-] Scholar.

He Yan opened the cage and took out a few well-kept silk brocade clothes. These were brought from home, Shen Jia never wore them on the way, and they were specially reserved for important days.

Today is a big day, so of course we have to choose the best one, but unfortunately, the best one passed the palace examination last time, so He Yan finally chose a sky blue straight one after gesturing for half an hour. The cloth is embroidered with golden dark patterns, looking noble and dignified, and the upper body is particularly pale, He Yan nodded in satisfaction, and then helped Shen Jia comb her hair.

Shen Jia just turned [-] this year, and after the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, he will be able to wear a crown, so He Yan combed his hair with a ball and put a hosta on it.

He Yan has an unknown hobby. He likes to dress up his young master. Seeing him go out glamorously and receiving all kinds of amazed eyes from passers-by, he will feel a sense of pride.

Shen Jia has never paid much attention to these things, as long as he doesn't paint him with makeup. Although the dynasty he lived in was not in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and his economic level was about the same as that of the Tang and Song Dynasties, many students still regard white as beauty, and like to be in white when they go out. Brushing a thick layer of powder on the face makes people feel unappetizing.

After finishing these things, it was dawn outside, Shen Jia gave the book boy a white look, and asked him: "What's for breakfast?"

He Yan yelled outside, and soon a waiter came in with a sumptuous breakfast, because the result of the palace examination today, as a top candidate, Shen Jia received the highest level of treatment from the shopkeeper, three meals a day with wine and meat, hot food every day There is unlimited supply of water, and you can come on call if you want to listen to a little song. If there is a need for a certain aspect, the shopkeeper can also help arrange it.

If Shen Jia hadn't gotten used to keeping herself clean, she would have almost followed the example of the old man next door and changed the beauties to sleep with different beauties every day, making a good inn look like a brothel, and she didn't mind dropping the price.

Shen Jia ate something casually, and she definitely couldn't touch alcohol, and she went to the palace to thank her later, what if the emperor got smoked?

After breakfast, the outside was already bustling. At this time, every student who was looking forward to the release of the rankings began to fidget. Many people sent their personal servants to wait outside the gate of the imperial city, hoping to see the posted papers as soon as possible. Royal list.

"Master, why aren't you nervous?" He Yan asked while smoothing the wrinkles on Shen Jia's cuffs. The weather was still slightly cool, and his brow was already sweating.

"Why are you nervous? I think my writing is not bad in the imperial examination. Even if I don't get into the first class, I can do the second class. In short, I can be an official. Who knows what will happen in the future?"

The original body was already eight years old when Shen Jia crossed over to this world. She was born in a squire's family in Shuzhou and had a slight reputation in the local area. Unfortunately, a wind and cold took the boy's life and made Shen Jia, a lonely ghost, cheaper.

Since he was eight years old, he has been studying hard, with the goal of taking the imperial examinations, worshiping famous teachers, playing piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting, which cultivates the body and mind. If he still can't go to high school, then... then come back in three years!

While Shen Jia was waiting calmly, the sound of firecrackers suddenly came from outside, which meant that the rankings had already been released, and there must be a messenger coming to announce the good news.

He Yan dragged Shen Jia out, and sat with many students in the lobby. At this time, everyone was uneasy. Few of them could laugh when they saw Shen Jia.

Not long after, a messenger dismounted at the door beating a gong on a horse, ran in and shouted, "Happy news, good news! Congratulations to Mr. Ma Yunji of Liuzhou, a second-class Jinshi in high school, 160."

Among the crowd, a student who was over forty's eyes darkened and passed out. The servant next to him hurriedly pinched him, and explained with tears in his eyes: "My master is so happy, woo... Master, wake up quickly, you have finally been hit!"

The heartache and pain in this process are deeply felt by older candidates. Shen Jia gritted her teeth, and suddenly became less calm. He thought to himself: No way!This time I have to go to high school, and I will fail again and again. Who knows when I will fail the exam this time?He doesn't want to be an examinee forever.

After a brief congratulatory sound in the lobby, it became calm. After all, the candidates living here are only a part of the candidates. There has been no good news for a long time. A young man broke the calm and said sourly: "It seems that I have no hope of entering the second class." Now, I’m just waiting for Yiming’s champion to come back, so as to win glory for me and other Shu students.”

Yiming is Shen Jia's character. His father took it. It is very straightforward. He is counting on him to become a blockbuster. It is said that the character he originally thought of was "Jackie Chan", but it was rejected by Shen Jia. Who is the word "Dragon" in this era? Can all be used?

He was modest for a moment: "Where is it? I didn't perform well in the imperial examination, and I don't know what the result will be."

A middle-aged candidate sneered and said, "Young boy with a yellow mouth, he dares to praise Haikou as the number one scholar before he even grows his hair."

The young man stood up and argued hard: "Mr. Xu is just too young to pass the exam. We Yiming will take the first place in the test. We are a sure first-class candidate. May I ask where you will be in the test?"

The face of the middle-aged candidate changed drastically, and he got up with a cold snort and entered the room. In fact, many people present knew that they were hopeless in high school. The good news outside was that they had already registered for the top 150. Ask yourself how many people can get into the top [-]?

"Happy news, good news... Congratulations to Mr. Wang Maosheng, Jiangxi Ji'an, the 130th place in the second class of high school..."

"Is it me? I hit it... I hit it... Haha, mom and dad, my baby is in high school, mother Qin, I can finally go back to my hometown to see you, woohoo..." Painful crying spread throughout the inn, Shen Jia I know this Wang Maosheng, who is 49 this year. It is said that he has never been back since he went to Beijing for the exam at the age of 23. When he ran out of money, he would write letters or copy books for others to earn some living expenses. His son sold his daughter to help him study, but until today, he was awarded a Jinshi. After so many years, how many of his parents, wife and children in his hometown are still alive.

"What a scumbag!" Shen Jia cursed secretly.

Shen Jia waited impatiently, the good news was too slow, and from the back to the front, every time the good news came, it was like a torture, delaying all the candidates present.

The high school students were naturally ecstatic, and those who didn't hear the name could only hope that they would be the next one, but until the No. 1 registration for the second class was over, there were only a dozen or so people in the inn.

As for Shen Jia, the one who hasn't read his name yet, everyone doesn't think he won't get in. It's just the suspense of the first place. Some students can't wait to congratulate him. Now that we have a good relationship, there will be someone in the court Easy to do.

Shen Jia was actually flustered in her heart. She was not nervous just now because there were too many quotas. With his talent and learning, it is impossible to get a Jinshi, but now there are only three quotas left. What if the son of a high-ranking official operates in secret?What if some royal family members go through the back door?What if the emperor just doesn't like his policy?There are too many variables.

But he was calm on the surface, and he didn't accept anyone who came to congratulate him. "I haven't received the good news yet, so I can't count it. I'm young, I don't know much, and I may not be able to go to high school."

One of the two candidates who were expected to compete for the first class before failed the ranking and passed out from crying, and the other got the tenth place in the second class.

It was the first time for Shen Jia to experience the imperial examination in person. Tens of thousands of students from all over the country were admitted to No. 180. The probability was shockingly low.

He Yan wiped off his sweat nervously, and asked Shen Jia in a low voice: "Master, are you sure?"

"Shut up!" Shen Jia doesn't want to talk now, if he doesn't win, he can only go back to his hometown in dismay, and the scene at that time... He doesn't even dare to think about it, his parents and clan members who are full of expectations are full of confidence in him Mentor and classmate... No, it must be hit!