Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Two: Even in the Three Kingdoms, Good and Bad
When an ordinary man is angry, blood splatters five steps; when the emperor is angry, blood splatters thousands of miles away.
Now, the emperor is getting angry!
Lord Yang has been in the temple for decades. In my impression, he has never seen the emperor be so angry: "The world is so great and the number of scholars, there is no one who can share my worries..."
This crime is detained, and it is a big deal.
After taking the pill, his face gradually returned to normal. The emperor raised his eyelids, swept his eyes off, and suddenly said, "Where is Chen Yuan's article in the current examination of the current academic examination?"
Upon hearing this, Lord Yang felt a terrified heart, and he could see some unusual meanings, but it was too erratic and disappeared in an instant.
The Huiyuan Examination is essentially a re-examination for the provincial examination, but the specifications are higher. According to convention, articles with the top three rankings will be submitted to the emperor for review.
Of course, under normal circumstances, the emperor will not interfere with and make changes. This link is mainly to indicate deterrence and prevent fraud - if there is a possibility of fraud during the boy's provincial examination, then this possibility will be infinitely close to zero in the imperial examination.
At this time, it was rare for the emperor to name the name directly.
Lord Yang sighed and selected one from hundreds of books and asked the deacon and eunuch to give it to the emperor for reading.
The three hundred tribute men in the palace looked at each other. The palace examination selection they learned from classics or the predecessors was not like this. Although they were surprised, especially the ten candidates who were called out at the beginning, they were even more complicated, but no one dared to question them loudly.
On the dragon throne, the emperor read the article very slowly. It took a quarter of an hour to put down the book and sighed: "Yang Qing family. I am tired, you can decide."
As he said that, he really had to get up, and was supported by the eunuch and left slowly.
Which one is this?
The tributes were speechless, and the rumors about the emperor's "nonsense" became invisibly real.
Lord Yang and others were not surprised at all, because the emperor's personality has always been like this over the years: moody, unpredictable words and deeds...
However, although the emperor left, it does not mean that the results of the palace examination were decided by the ministers. They had to select a Jinshi and submit it to them, and approved by the emperor's imperial pen and sealed, so that they could truly take effect.
Lord Yang understood very well. The emperor's move was equivalent to warning them: This was the last chance. If they could not make the right choice, then their fate could be imagined. It was all luck to be able to retire and return home.
Suddenly, I felt horrified, but I felt relieved: the emperor was not as stupid as I imagined, at least. His methods of governing were still there, and there were even signs of being superb.
So, why did the emperor hide in the inner palace for many years?
Lord Yang pursed his lips. He understood that now is not the time to guess, so he had to choose the third one as soon as possible. The emperor's patience was limited.
Several ministers reorganized the articles of 300 sects and stolen them in the side hall for the final screening.
Time passed like quicksand, and the tribute men stood in the hall for a long time. Some older and weak bodies began to feel their legs were weak and their stomachs were hungry.
Early this morning, they packed up and described it, dressed up and basically didn't eat breakfast. It was not that they didn't have time, but mainly because they went to the hall on an empty stomach to save trouble and didn't have to worry about having a good time when they were full.
More than two minutes later, Lord Yang led everyone out of the side hall, holding three volumes of articles in his hand, and handed them respectfully to the deacon and eunuch.
There is no doubt that these three volumes of articles are the candidates for the first class of Jinshi. However, the final ranking is naturally determined by the emperor.
Shortening the candidate from ten volumes to three volumes is exactly the effect the emperor wants.
The deacon and eunuch turned around and left with his article, and reported to the emperor.
Not long after, the eunuch walked out with a smile, held the yellow silk in his hand, stood on the steps, and shouted loudly: "The palace examination results were released, and the tribute scholars received the order!"
This is the rhythm of the dust settled. Everyone knows that the three hundred tributes are mainly fighting for. The three people in the first class, and those in the second class and third class are eclipsed and not important.
Hurry!
All three hundred tribute men saluted respectfully.
The eunuch was not in a hurry to announce the imperial edict, but signaled to Lord Yang. Lord Yang understood it and took out two volumes, with the names on it densely written on it.
Volume One is the list of the three-level and the Jinshi who wrote in the side hall just now; Volume One is the list of the two-level and the Jinshi who came from.
They selected three people in the first and second class to submit the articles, and the emperor finally accepted it and no longer denied it, which made everyone feel relieved. Then, one family has been determined, and two family members have naturally also determined, and there will be no change. What we need to do next is to write another article on all the list, and then ask the emperor to put it into the official gold list and announce it.
Before the results were released, they had to read them in court to the tributes.
After taking two volumes of lists, the deacon and eunuchs opened the yellow silk edict: "In accordance with the heavens, the emperor issued an edict: In the Gengchen year, he was awarded a scholar and a third person. The first one was Chen Yuan, a scholar in Yangzhou..."
The following was a little buzzing. In fact, when the emperor named it, everyone was prepared for it. It was not surprising that they were favored by the emperor, attracted the holy eyes, and were called "the top scholar". But the tribute scholars couldn't understand why Chen Sanlang was so lucky?
The provincial examination was approved, the provincial examination was approved, and then the provincial examination was the top scorer, but he won three yuan in a row.
It is not unusual to be the leader once, but the leader three times are beyond imagination. It is rare in the thousand-year imperial examination. Moreover, Chen Sanlang is so young, it is unprecedented.
In addition to being surprised, everyone was not dissatisfied. Everyone saw the emperor's performance just now. The top scholar was chosen by the emperor. Who can refuse to accept it? Who dares not accept it?
However, they did not notice that Chen Sanlang, who was named the top scholar, could not help but tremble when he heard the imperial edict. It was not caused by joy, but a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.
He officially passed the Jinshi exam and was still the top scholar. He won three yuan in a row. In an instant, the atmosphere of fame and fortune appeared and gathered towards the Haoran Silk Book.
But the silk book was entangled and tied up by the golden dragon energy, isolated from the outside, and the aura of fame and fortune could not enter at all, so they had to wander outside.
These white auras are only manifestations of energy and do not have spirituality. When they meet golden dragon aura, they are like people meeting emperors, and they all show surrender. They are driven by dragon aura, and slowly change into shapes, like fences, densely surrounded outside the silk book.
The fence is a cage!
These auras of fame should have been injected with the resources and nutrients of the silk book, which could allow Chen Sanlang to open new pages again. But now, due to the dragon spirit, it has turned into a counter force and blocked and suppressed the Haoran Silk Book.
Chen Sanlang sighed quietly: In fact, he had expected this result, because the status is both a helping force, and at the same time it will be a constraint. I just didn't expect it to come so quickly and so seriously.
Because of this, before the palace examination, he made up his mind not to take the first class, and to perform at will, and pass the exam casually. But human calculations are not as good as God's calculations, and in the end he was named one class, and he was the top scorer.
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