The day after the Qionglin Banquet, forty-six second-tier Jinshi, including Yang Qingyun, went to take another exam.

This time, it is an opportunity to compete for Hanlin.

The imperial examination system of the Great Jin Dynasty. Each time the imperial examination is, the first in the top three and second-tier cities are qualified to be directly awarded official positions.

Others from the Second A have talked about another round of screening to compete for the opportunity to enter the Hanlin area, which is the so-called identity of Shujishi.

Although this identity does not even have a serious rank, it is similar to a reserve cadre. If it performs stably and outstandingly, it is also a shortcut for the group of people who enter the imperial examination and enter the official career.

Therefore, every time this round of assessment is done, everyone is robbing the ball.

certainly--

The qualification for this re-examination is specially set up for the second-level Jinshi, and the remaining Qi Yuanming and the twenty-two people in the third-level Jinshi cannot touch the edge.

Early that morning, Yang went to Yongjiafang again.

Yang Qingyun's house was undergoing some gardens and buildings, and he was gradually adding things. Yang felt that he, a careless man, didn't understand these things, and he would inevitably worry about it.

Qi Huan is essentially a dead house. She had just left the door the day before. That day she didn't want to run out, and it was just in line with Yang's wishes. She gave Qi Yuanchen to her early in the morning.

Qi Huan took Qi Yuanchen back to Chunyuzhai, but still asked someone to lay mats on the ground, bring a small table, and teach him how to write and pass the time.

Zheng's mother went to the large warehouse in the front yard to find the summer bamboo curtains. When she came back, she brought a message: "The second wife has prepared a carriage and horse and returned to her parents' home. It should be to find an official position for the second son."

Qi Yuanchen quietly buried his head in his shoes.

Qi Huan leaned against the side and looked at him with his cheek, and said without caring, "The second brother performed poorly in the palace examination and only barely got the third-class, but he was at the rear of the crane. My grandfather had almost written the word "waste" on his forehead these days. When Shujishi's quota was set, the remaining vacancies must be chosen first by the second-class, and it was the third-class turn to pick the remaining ones."

Qi Huan has made up for the relevant laws on the imperial examination system in the dynasty recently.

She didn't care whether Qi Yuanming's future was good or bad.

Although they have celebrated each other, one code is the same-

If Qi Yuanming stopped, knew the mistakes and corrected them, and no longer came to provoke them, and he had the ability to go smoothly in the officialdom and was able to go well, that would be his ability.

In life, no one is easy. Without a last resort, there is really no need to force people to death.

What's more—

Things in the officialdom, not to mention that she is not so arrogant, even if she really wants to ruin people...

She doesn't have the ability either!

The weather has not been completely hot yet, so the newly found curtains are not needed yet.

Zheng's mother signaled the maids to move to the vacant wing room first, and then came over to serve a bowl of mung bean soup for Qi Huan: "The Jinshi men who were in the back could only go out to put them out. The second wife also loved the children, and thought she was reluctant to let the second young master go."

Cen would be forced to go back to his parents' home to help soldiers. I think the two Qi family members who could make a relationship with Qi Yuanming were not convinced that he would stay in Beijing.

Qi Huan did not mean to belittle women, but he had to admit that-

With his vision and vision in the officialdom, Cen is indeed not as good as Qi Zhengyu and his son.

She still has an outsider mentality: "I understand that Second Aunt Loves My Son, but let's just talk about the matter. Now she is indeed sending Qi Yuanming out, which is better than leaving others in the capital."

The capital is a beautiful and prosperous place. The ultimate goal of most people who enter the officialdom is to walk around and be a Beijing official after a walk, which naturally allows them to enjoy the prosperity of this world.

But Qi Yuanming's performance this time was not good, which was his fault.

Indeed, with the foundation and connections of Changning Marquis' Mansion, Qi Zhengyu and Qi Wen'angruo just wanted to keep this grandson in the capital. It was not difficult to do a job, but at this critical moment, he was the third place in the third place in the third place, even if the Qi family had connections...

I was clearing and getting him a promising job, what would I do if I had other Jinshi in the same subject?

Maybe he was impeached by the censor again, and even sued the emperor.

Then the whole family will not please you.

But if you just do a little job and start like this, will you have to spend three years?

He lived a life of lying flat as soon as he started. Qi Yuanming saw that he was not a person who resisted pressure. He was afraid that he would be sacked in his life.

Instead, it's better to go out and give up a job...

It doesn’t matter if you have a lower position. At least you can do something down-to-earth and gain some experience and achieve results.

To put it bluntly, the emperor is far away. Even if he has no achievements, Qi Zhengyu really wants to help him. He uses various relationships in private to "make up" some false achievements, and he can bring him back to the capital for development in the next session.

Zheng’s mother didn’t understand the tricks very well, but since Qi Huan said that, she believed it without doubt.

"But since the old man of the Cen family passed away, one of the two uncles and two ranks of the third rank, and the other is in Beijing, but now it is only at the sixth rank." Zheng's mother couldn't help but nag a few more, "If our old marquis doesn't nod, even if she has the energy there, she won't dare to use it casually, right?"

"Don't care about them." Qi Huan smiled.

She ate two bites of mung bean soup and went to see Qi Yuanchen who was concentrating on writing around her. She disturbed the child's study on a whim and poked the child's cheek with her fingers. "I'm a little bit, some people are trying to be an official, what about you? Do you want to be an official when you grow up?"

Qi Yuanchen turned his head and blinked his eyes to look at her, with an innocent expression.

Zheng's mother couldn't help but smile: "Our young master will inherit the title in the future, so it's all right."

If you have a good study, you can try taking the imperial examination. If you don’t study well, you will have a title support anyway.

In the eyes of outsiders, the future of Qi Yuanchen is a sight to see the future at a glance, and the road ahead is clear.

But in the current turbulent environment of the Qi family, Qi Huan really felt worried about the future fate of his mother and son.

She reached out and hugged Qi Yuanchen over, touched his soft and tender cheeks, and said to him with a smile: "In the future, it doesn't matter whether we are an official or not. In fact, even merchants are good, it's not embarrassing to be in any industry. As long as you keep your body upright, work hard and make progress, the whole family is together, live a peaceful and happy life."

Qi Wenjing was unable to protect herself. No one could say that one day the old man would completely lose patience and completely abandon the eldest son. Qi Huan never dared to put the expectation of the mother and son on her cheap father, and had already made the worst plan in his heart.

Qi Yuanchen seemed to understand and didn't say anything.

Mother Zheng was anxious from the audience.

In her opinion, the title of the marquis' mansion was naturally passed from the prince to the young master, and the eldest lady's words were purely a fallacy.

But seeing that she was just having fun with the child, she was not too serious as a servant, so she endured it and didn't say anything.

Yang stayed in the house in Yongjiafang, but he was always upset.

First, I am worried that Yang Qingyun can perform stably in the re-examination today, and second, I am afraid that even if Yang Qingyun does not make any mistakes, the family will interfere and try every means to run him out of Beijing...

Even though Qi Wenjing repeatedly assured her that she had asked Qi Wenyan to help her keep an eye on her relationship, she was always worried.

Yang Qingyun went to take the exam in the morning and made an appointment with a group of Jinshi on the same list to have a drink together at noon.

This is his first step into the officialdom, and managing connections is a compulsory course.

When he came back slightly drunk, the sun had already set in the west.

Seeing Yang's carriage at the gate, Jiu immediately woke up and asked the servant in the gatekeeper: "Did your aunt and cousin come here?"

The servant said, "The prince's wife came in the morning. The cousin and the cousin did not come. She said she asked you to come back to see her first."

"Okay." Yang Qingyun lifted the corner of his robe and walked straight into the yard where Yang was.

Halfway through the way, I smelled the smell of wine on my body, and turned my head first, went back to the bedroom to wash my face and rinse my mouth, and then changed my clothes before I met Yang.

Yang wanted to see him, but first asked him how he felt today.

Secondly—

It is to remind him of what Qi Huan said last night.

In that matter, they just kept it a secret from Qi Huan and talked very happily to each other and didn't need to hide it.

Yang Qingyun realized the seriousness of the matter when Yang Paner instructed someone in the palace yesterday to provoke Qi Huan.

Later, seeing it getting late, Yang set off and returned home.

Yang Qingyun personally went to the gate to see her off, watching her carriage turn out of the alley, and then turned around and entered the door again.

Yun Bei was quite frightened: "What do the family want? They even started to plot against Miss Cousin?"

Yang Qingyun's eyes looked dark and cold, and he walked slowly on the corridor of the neighboring water.

The afterglow of the sun sets on the water, reflecting the blood-colored light onto his smooth and firm face.

The darkness in his eyes was covered with a layer of color that seemed to be blood.

"They naturally want to kill the weeds, but unfortunately the world cannot let them do whatever they want." He said, "No one is willing to kill the enemy until the last moment, but if we really come to that point... killing people is just a lie, our Yang family will go out and become a bandit, and what if they slaughter their nest of beasts in human skin?"

I think their Yang family is also a innocent family that has been passed down for several lifetimes.

Whether they are engaged in farming, doing business or entering the imperial examination, they are all suffering from their own blood and sweat along the way.

In this world, everyone yearns for a bright and innocent future. If they can leave a note in history books, there will be no regrets.

Since his grandmother, their Yang family has been running on the business road for decades, and there are always some means to use in the underworld and white roads.

Especially in recent years, since his elder brother took over the family business, he has made the worst plans and arrangements.

No matter how well-official, he is a civil servant, and if he really wants to die with him, he will be considered a mistake in his family.

only--

If you don’t really have no way out, no one is willing to do this.

It is not difficult to do whatever one person wants, but the hardest thing is that the whole family behind him will be sacrificed together.

So now, let’s continue to waste time by concealing peace with each other!

Yang returned home here. After dinner, Qi Huan naturally asked about Yang Qingyun's re-examination. Yang's retelling Yang Qingyun's original words—
To be continued...