Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

The third day of April, Chen day.

Two days later, the Chuanlu Ceremony was held again, and this time all eyes were focused on the three people in front.

Everyone's expression was filled with astonishment. Among the many people who came two days ago, there was only one with a different style of painting, and now there are three.

Amidst the sound of ritual music, another long imperial edict was read. This long and smelly imperial edict also revealed an important message.

Regarding this piece of information, some people were suddenly enlightened, while others were thoughtful.

Oh, it turns out that the country has been restructured.

From then on, all the members of the Three Tripod Armors wore bright red Jinshi uniforms, jade belts around their waists, and two-beam golden crowns, which were regarded as favors by the imperial court.

After reciting the imperial edict, Li Dongyang in front of the palace continued to speak loudly: "I will ask the tribute students from all over the world. The first grade will grant Jinshi and the rank, the second grade will grant the Jinshi background, and the third grade will grant the same Jinshi background."

After saying this, he breathed a sigh of relief, there was no trouble this time.

Then he calmed down, took the yellow list from the official of the Ministry of Rites, and began to roll call: "The person who will be awarded the first place as a Jinshi is Xia Yuan."

As soon as these words were spoken, someone repeated the roll call until it was repeated three times, so that all the civil and military officials under His Majesty Dan, including Gong Sheng, could hear it.

Although Xia Yuan had already guessed that he would definitely be the top scholar in high school after receiving the bright red No. 1 scholar robe, he still couldn't help but feel excited when he heard the roll call.

I have made great achievements, I have made great achievements, I have been admitted to the top of the exam, and I am still a serious number one.

Following the officials of Honglu Temple, Xia Yuan stepped up the wide and tall imperial steps in front of Huangji Palace step by step. When he arrived in front of the emperor, he bowed and thanked the emperor in a formal manner as the officials of Honglu Temple paid homage.

To be honest, facing this middle-aged man with a fair complexion but a face full of vicissitudes of life, he felt a little complicated at this time.

Is the purpose of reorganizing the dynasty so that I can become the number one scholar?

Although Xia Yuan is quite narcissistic, he is not arrogant. He does not think that just himself can make a country change its policy, even if it is just to change the rule of wearing a Jinshi uniform.

But he also felt that it was probably for himself.

Zhu Youtang's mood at this time was also a bit complicated. Looking at that extremely young face, he thought of his gray-haired temples. He felt a little desolate, but he soon became angry again. Although I am already twilight, the prince

Still young…

After withdrawing his thoughts, Emperor Hongzhi praised warmly: "Xia Qing is now the number one scholar in the new subject. I am very happy at this happy event. Our country has produced another outstanding figure!"

"Your Majesty has given you the award, and the students are ashamed."

He said he was ashamed, but Xia Yuan didn't feel ashamed at all.

That's right, I am a hero. Who else would be a hero than me?

Zhu Youtang obviously noticed this, and asked with a smile in his eyes: "I really can't see that you are ashamed of your appearance."

"Uh... what students are doing is an inner drama, and they are all ashamed."

Without wasting much time, Xia Yuan retreated from the front of the hall and returned to the queue. Li Dongyang in front of the hall began to read out the name of the first and second place, which was the second place in the current exam.

Kanghai.

It was the old man who was originally the top pick. Kang Hai was thoughtful at this moment. He had an inexplicable feeling that maybe he was the top pick at first, but something changed, so someone else took him away.

When he was about to follow the officials of Honglu Temple to the temple to thank him, he unconsciously turned his head and glanced at Xia Yuan.

At this moment, Xia Yuan was looking at the Central Plains prodigy next to him. Kang Hai was second, and Li Tingxiang, who was also wearing a red robe, his ranking was self-evident.

Exploring flowers.

I heard that there is a hard and fast rule for those who can be a beauty scout, they must be good-looking.

Speaking of which, Xia Yuan quite likes the rank of Tanhualang. With the title of Tanhualang, his appearance is equivalent to being certified by the country.

As for Li Tingxiang's appearance, he was just barely good enough, not that high. Naturally, he was incomparable to the great Ming emperors like himself.

That is to say, he is young and has a clean face.

In front of Huangji Palace.

Looking at Kang Hai, who was second in the new department, Zhu Youtang still felt a little guilty. He was originally the top pick, but ended up being the second pick.

"I have read your policy article, and it is very well written. The policy article mentioned the Tatar disaster at the border. You are a person from Guanzhong, and suffered disasters in Guanzhong last year. I think your home must also have suffered from the Tatar plunder.

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This incident was all caused by the improper defense of the imperial court. I also feel very sorry. I only hope that you can serve the country wholeheartedly and assist the imperial court. I also hope that one day the border troubles can be completely eliminated, so that the people in your hometown will not suffer from the plunder again. "

Kang Hai's eyes suddenly turned red, and he leaned forward and kowtowed: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for caring about the rural party people in the student's hometown. The student must devote himself to serving the country, and be determined to eliminate border troubles in this life!"

Township party?

Zhu Youtang was startled, what kind of party is the Xiang Party? Is there still a party in this place in Guanzhong?

"Well, your ambition is also my ambition. Please return to work in peace."

"Students obey the order!"

Kang Hai kowtowed again and then stepped back with a moved expression.

Looking at the tears in the other person's eyes, Zhu Youtang knew that this scholar's heart had successfully won over another one, but this country party member.

"Xiao Banban, do you know what the Xiang Party is?"

"I don't know very well. Maybe it means a fellow villager. I remember that there seems to be this chapter in the Analects of Confucius."

"From the Analects of Confucius?"

Zhu Youtang was a little surprised. He also thought that Xu meant fellow villagers, but Kang Hai spoke very non-standard Mandarin just now, with a strong Guanzhong flavor. He thought that "township party" was a local slang, but unexpectedly it was

The Analects of Confucius.

"Although Xiao Banban does not have the reputation of a scholar, he has the knowledge of a scholar."

"This slave is ashamed."

Hearing this voice of shame, Zhu Youtang looked at him specifically, and then smiled and said: "Xiao Banban's reason for leaving was not an inner drama. I can see that your shame is all on your face."

While the two were talking, Li Tingxiang also walked up the imperial steps to come to see him. His authentic Central Plains dialect reminded Emperor Hongzhi of Ma Wensheng. After a pause, he spoke out words of encouragement:

"You are the youngest Jinshi in this imperial examination, and you are also ranked among the Three Tripods. You can be called a young hero. You are successful at a young age, and you must guard against arrogance and impetuosity. This is my entrustment to you, and it is also to you.

Encouragement.”

Sanding Jia's name was called three times, and he went out to the hall to express gratitude. Starting from Erjia, he only called his name three times and did not leave the class, let alone lead him to the front of the hall to pay homage to the holy face.

And when I reached the third level, my salary took a sharp turn for the worse.

The roll call is only done once by Li Dongyang, the reader in front of the palace, and will not be repeated by officials from the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple. As for whether people below the imperial rank can hear it.

It's up to you whether you want to hear it or not. Anyway, I sang it for you.

After the names of nearly three hundred people were read out, there was another burst of ritual music, and Xia Yuan led a group of Jinshi to thank the emperor again. At this time, the ceremony of passing on the emperor came to an end.

Immediately, surrounded by officials from the Ministry of Rites and officials from Honglu Temple, the several volumes of gold medals were pasted on the palace wall of Donghua Gate.

At that time, officials from Honglu Temple will roll the names again, and the cycle will go back and forth, and the list will be posted for three days.

The so-called Donghuamen roll call is a good man, so I am talking about this roll call.

As for the process of posting the gold medal, a group of Jinshi must follow them. After the gold medal is posted, they still have to watch the gold medal, and then go to the Confucius Temple to pay homage to the most holy teacher.

Then came the legendary number one scholar parading through the streets on horseback.

Wearing palace flowers in their hats, holding imperial edicts in their hands, wearing big red robes, and horses with red saddles on their crotches, cheering in front and behind, with flags and drums clearing the way, teams of government officials held signs in their hands, which read "Quiet and Avoidance".

How can I put it, it’s quite refreshing and can greatly satisfy people’s vanity.
Chapter completed!