Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

Han Ling didn't know how he walked into the palace gate, nor how he sat in front of the desk.

His seat was in the front row, and some palace servants brought him paper, pen and graphite, so he dared not look up at Tianyan from the beginning to the end.

Everyone knew that the emperor was sitting on it, which made them both excited and frightened.

Although they are all on the list, no one knows what kind of results they will end up with.

On the day when the rankings were released, Han Ling was waiting for the announcer at the inn, but he heard that there were people crowding the place where the rankings were released, and when he found out that he had failed the rankings, he threw himself into the river.

It's not that the body is broken, but the mind is broken.

Three years later, this person probably won't come to Beijing to catch the exam again.

After answering the paper, Han Ling and the others had to go back and wait for another two days.

Song Shizhao sat at the head of Lin Yuan, looking at the papers of his disciple, who was known as a child prodigy, and worshiped to study in his residence, he read it through, and he already knew it in his heart.

Lin Yuan asked him: "How about Erjia Chuanlu?"

Song Shizhao sighed in his heart, the answer was indeed good, but it can only be said to be good.

That child is too prudent, but instead loses the sharp edge of youth and ends up in the middle.

"Your Majesty is wise." Song Shizhao saluted.

Lin Yuan: "Pingshen, come and read these three articles."

Song Shizhao sat back and took the three articles from Lin Yuan.

Each has its own style, but they all have one characteristic. They are determined to forge ahead and show their sharpness. Although the focus is different, and they are even a little immature, but every word is precise.

"Who do you think will be the champion?" Lin Yuan asked.

Song Shizhao pointed to one of them: "Clearly organized, well-founded, and considered both before and after, my minister congratulates His Majesty!"

Lin Yuan smiled and said: "Sure enough, the monarch and his ministers are of the same mind, and I also like him."

Entering the palace again, Han Ling's mood was no longer the same as that of the previous palace examination.

The students were all wearing official uniforms and crowns, standing outside the Daming Hall.

After waiting for a while, Song Lian led them into the Daming Hall, separated on both sides, and stood respectfully to listen to the reading.

When he sang "A No. [-] Scholar", Han Ling's hands had already clenched into fists.

But when he really heard his name, he was completely stunned, his ears were buzzing, and he thought it was a dream.

Before he came back to his senses, all the students knelt down and shouted long live. Fortunately, his body was not as dumb as his mind. When others knelt, he knelt down too.

The first and third ranks were all awarded immediately.

Han Ling was awarded the editing and writing by the Imperial Academy, and Li Linqing and Tanhua Menghe were awarded the editing and editing by the Imperial Academy.

The second-class Jinshi will take the exam again, but this time it will not be Lin Yuan's exam, but Song Lian's. At that time, he will be selected according to his grades to enter the Imperial Academy as a good scholar.

As for the top three and Jinshi, they can only wait to go back and wait for the news to see whether they will stay in Beijing or be sent out.

Then these people will be given royal horses to walk around the palace gate.

People will stop and watch.

Han Ling was wearing a black gauze hat with golden flowers on his head and a big red robe on his body. He held a hand-picked imperial edict in his hand, and rode his horse in the forefront with his feet on the stirrups.

Naturally, the parade will not be too fast. This is the first champion of the new dynasty, which is of great significance. The common people voluntarily and spontaneously compete to throw flowers, and some women throw out the sachets.

Ten years of studying hard in the cold window, after careful calculation, it is more than ten years?

When you can speak, you must memorize, and when you can walk, you must learn to hold a pen.

Looking at the surging crowd, Han Ling wanted to laugh and cry at the same time.

Laughing is what you want.

Crying because the parents and relatives did not see this scene.

And Li Linqing behind him is extremely graceful. He was born better than Han Ling. In his early twenties, his face is as white as jade, his figure is thin and straight, his eyebrows are affectionate, and most of the women's sachets are thrown at him on the road.

As for Tanhua Menghe, he is the oldest among the three, in his 40s, he is neither outstanding nor ugly, but the Chinese character face always has an advantage, that is, just looking at the face, you can feel that this person is upright.

Only the first class can parade the streets, the second class and the third class Jinshi have already returned to the inn and small courtyard they rented, and those who are from the capital themselves will naturally go home.

The common people reveled all day, and in the evening there was a wine in the tavern, named Zhuangyuan Wine. The store paid a lot of money, carried out more than a dozen jars of wine and smashed them at the door, letting the aroma of the wine permeate.

Some of the high school students were happy and some were sad, but most of the poor students were happy. They celebrated with their foreheads and hands, and some wailed in the street.

Han Ling drank all night, and went to the Imperial Academy to report the next day.

He also came with No. [-] and Tan Hua.

The three of them talked happily.

But soon, Li Linqing was taken away, still taken away by Zheng Qingfeng, and received the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Both Han Ling and Meng He felt sorry for Li Linqing.

After all, Zaifu came from Hanlin, he left Hanlin, the future of the future...

Li Linqing soon began to live without touching the ground.

His parents didn't expect their son to be the second place in the exam. After all, this son was ignorant since he was a child, and suddenly he got the second place in the exam. They always felt that his son must have used some tricks behind him, maybe it was cheating.

This frightened his parents.

After all, although the Li family is an aristocratic family, the whole family is timid.

Those who want to do bad things are those who think about it for a few years, and when they finish thinking about it, they don't have to do it.

So the Li family never made a mistake, it just kept going downhill.

Zhao Lin didn't expect that Li Linqing could pass the exam. He himself only won the No. 80 No. [-] of the second class. Although this was enough, he couldn't figure it out when he thought that Li Linqing had passed the exam.

It's fine if it's someone else, but he knows Li Linqing well!

In the end, it was Li Linqing who couldn't stand Zhao Lin and his parents' obsession, and silently read out his palace examination answer sheet. After his father and Zhao Lin read it, he was finally speechless.

Zhao Lin was shocked, his father was scared.

But luckily it turned out to be good.

His father was still trembling after reading it: "You, you are so audacious! You never thought that if this article angered His Majesty, then our whole family would die!"

Li Linqing didn't care: "Your Majesty is not a narrow-minded person. Brother Zhao told me that His Majesty regards all people in the world as useful people. Since this is the case, he can naturally allow people to speak freely."

The topic of the palace examination is "official".

He didn't write how to become a good official, or what to do after becoming an official.

But how to manage officials.

Prevent officials from protecting each other and crack down on bad habits in officialdom.

He attacked almost all tacit dirty tricks inside the officialdom.

And he also put forward a suggestion that almost scared his father to death-officials from the same place should not be allowed to marry.

Listed the various hidden dangers brought about by in-laws.

For example, the marriage of officials in the same place may have several surnames, but they will eventually become the same surname.

One prospers, one prospers, one loses all, all kinds of dirty activities are endless.

After reading Li Linqing's answer sheet, Zhao Lin sighed in admiration, "I'm not as good as you."

When he answered, he asked how to be a good official.

Now that I think about it, I feel mediocre, and I am very lucky to be able to get a second-class 86.

Li Linqing waved his hand and said, "Brother Zhao, why should you underestimate yourself? It's not too late to see through it now, the Metropolitan Procuratorate is still short of people!"

It's really short of people, too short of people!

He was able to go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate because Lin Yuan greeted him. Zheng Qingfeng felt that he was the material after reading his test paper, and asked his opinion in private, so he went to the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

As for the others, most of them avoid the Metropolitan Procuratorate, because anyone with a brain knows that this is a new department that is against civil and military officials. The thing is to be enemies with several other films.

The Metropolitan Procuratorate is an isolated island, apart from the emperor, there is no one to help.

I don't know where I can get promoted, and the future is unclear.

Zheng Qingfeng doesn't like this kind of person.

If you want to enter the Metropolitan Procuratorate, you must be the first class, and you must dare to risk the disapproval of the world.

But there are very few people who are willing to enter the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Even Han Ling felt anxious.

Apart from the scribes, there are only Zheng Qingfeng, him and Hongxiu in the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

What can three people do?

However, His Majesty still let them go and recruit people by themselves, so Li Linqing took a fancy to Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin is a child of an aristocratic family, and his ears and eyes have been familiar with the officialdom since he was a child.

And he is not a stupid person, although he is not extremely smart, but he is not a stupid person.

And before that, he created characters with Zhou Rong.

I have all my background experience, and what is left is my heart and ability.

Ability needs to be tempered, and xinxing is born.

Li Linqing asked him: "Brother, do you dare?"

Zhao Lin hesitated, but he didn't know that he still wanted to enter Hanlin.

But Li Linqing asked him again: "Brother, is Shang Fangjian in Heren's hands?"

Zhao Lin replied without thinking: "In the hands of the emperor?"

Li Linqing asked him again: "What is Shangfang Sword?"

Zhao Lin replied: "You can punish traitors, the imperial power grants permission."

Li Linqing raised his head and said: "The Metropolitan Procuratorate is the Shangfang Sword in the hands of the Emperor!"

Zhao Lin was dumbfounded.

Li Linqing changed from his previous appearance, and the young man was full of heroism: "Brother, do you want to spend time in the Imperial Academy, or go with your younger brother, turn into a sword in the hands of your majesty, and slash at corrupt officials and courtiers!"

Zhao Lin bit his lip, thought hard for a long time, and finally said: "In this case, I will accept your invitation."

Li Linqing held Zhao Lin's hand: "A gentleman promises."

Zhao Lin looked into Li Linqing's eyes: "I will not change in this life!"

Father Li slumped on the ground and murmured: "Crazy, all crazy!"

How did he give birth to such a son who was fearless? !

Father Li hurriedly told his old wife: "From now on, we will live our lives behind closed doors. Don't let people talk about you. I can't control that rebellious son. Don't be implicated by him."

The old wife was also very worried: "Qing'er is still young, so she is afraid of being tricked..."

Father Li's eyes widened: "Coax? I think he's so crazy that he even forgot his last name!"

Suddenly Li Linqing's voice came from outside: "Father, I remember, my surname is Li, my name is Lin Qing, and my name is Lezhi."

Father Li: "Get out!"

After a while, Li Linqing's voice came from outside again, but this time it was much softer: "Father, my son has rolled away."