Changyu didn't hesitate to take Manbao to watch the excitement, so Mingda dropped the book in his hand and went too.
The three of them talked while walking there, "Didn't you say no?"
Mingda said: "Both of you have gone, it doesn't make any difference whether I go or not, anyway, you will tell me when you come back at the end, why don't I go and see it myself."
Man Bao said: "If you want me to tell you, you should tell His Majesty directly, let yourself see and choose. After all, you are the one who chooses your husband."
Mingda laughed, "Aren't you afraid that I won't choose Bai Cheng?"
Man Bao said: "Although he is my junior brother, you are also a friend. This kind of thing naturally requires your willingness. If you think there is anyone more suitable than him among the eighteen people, then choose him."
"Father won't agree. At most, we will decide on a few candidates, and let Mingda refer to them in the end."
The three of them talked and arrived at the hall where the emperor invites people to meet.
That's right, it's the main hall!
They said they wanted people to enjoy the flowers, but in the end, no one saw the flowers, so they were directly dragged into the hall to test their academic knowledge.
Those who didn't know thought that the emperor liked their talents and wanted to use them, so he was answering with all his strength.
Bai Cheng also answered with all his strength.
Except for the Guozijian exam that year, this was the first time he felt such a lot of pressure in the exam.
Bai Cheng was even more cautious than when he was taking the exams. He had gone through it in his mind before writing the answers. The handwriting was so neat that he was surprised by himself. He was really amazing.
When they arrived at the place, Changyu was a little bit tied up, so Mingda walked in the front, leading the two of them to sneak forward quietly.
The guards were not surprised, they opened and closed their eyes as if they didn't see it.
The servants were more familiar with the maids, so they watched Princess Mingda dragging a person into the door quietly, and then hid behind a screen.
Not to mention the 18 students sitting under the hall, even the emperor sitting above didn't notice it.
Right now, he is looking down at the poems they just wrote. After reading a piece, he throws it to the left, middle and right. It is directly out of consideration.
It was Gu Zhong who came forward to refill him tea, hinted slightly, and then the emperor raised his head and glanced at the hall, and then saw three little heads protruding from behind the screen.
The emperor's heart stopped, and the paper in his hand trembled a little.
Gu Zhong cautiously reminded, "Your Majesty?"
The emperor glanced at the poem in his hand, and threw it to his right hand.
Gu Zhong glanced at it, and felt that Meng Zhijie's poem, the Imperial Supervisor's, was pretty good, at least not worse than the previous emperor's poem on the left hand side.
But Gu Zhong didn't dare to say a word, this is to choose a son-in-law, not a talent, who knows which sentence he wrote is not as good as the emperor wanted
The emperor turned one eye and closed the other, pretending not to see the three little heads.
Chang Yu, who rarely had this opportunity to hang around here, was a little bolder, and whispered to Man Bao Mingda, "Which one do you think looks better?"
Mingda: "This is a selection of a son-in-law, not a beauty pageant. What looks good?"
"Of course we have to see it," Man Bao and Chang Yu whispered in unison, "Appearance is still very important."
Man Bao took the opportunity to recommend her junior brother, "Look at my junior brother, he looks good, isn't Yushu Linfeng?"
Changyu understood it a while ago. It turned out that Man Bao wanted to match Ming Da and Bai Cheng, and she felt that Bai Cheng was not good enough for Ming Da.
But Mingda seemed to like him a little bit, so Changyu didn't say anything. At this time, she seriously looked at the faces of the other seventeen people, then nodded slightly and said, "If you only look at the faces, you can rank among the top five."
"The first three," Man Bao said fairly, "That one and that look better than him, and the others are not as good as him."
"I also think those two are the best looking, but those two are not bad."
Man Bao refused, "Not as good-looking as Bai Cheng, if you don't believe me, ask Ming Da."
Mingda looked at it carefully and then nodded, "Man Bao is right, but those two people have a bit of a low temperament, and they look tired."
Bai Cheng quietly raised his head and looked to the side, and immediately met the eyes of the three of them, Ming Da flinched back, and even pulled Chang Yu and Man Bao.
The two also retracted their heads.
Bai Cheng was dumbfounded, so he just said, he always felt that he heard the voice of someone speaking, and there was a familiar voice among them...
He looked around and saw that everyone was writing hard, and seemed to have found nothing, so he quickly lowered his head and continued to think.
Once the thoughts were interrupted, it was difficult to pick up again. Bai Cheng remembered scratching his ears and cheeks, and couldn't help puffing his cheeks.
He lowered his head and didn't see the emperor who was sitting at the top squinting at him, and then turned his head to look at the three people hiding behind the screen. He didn't know why, but he just couldn't hold back a soft snort.
When the time was still a little short, the emperor took a direct look at Gu Zhong.
Gu Zhong glanced at the incense that was still burning, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "The time has come, everyone hand in the papers."
Some people handed it in calmly, some were a little regretful and frustrated, and some showed joy. Bai Cheng had a troubled look on his face. He scratched his head and handed in the paper anyway.
The emperor asked them to sit back on the mat, and while scanning their papers at a glance, asked: "Today I wanted to invite you into the palace to enjoy the pomegranate flowers, but it turned out that there were no pomegranate flowers, but pomegranates had already grown. "
The emperor said: "Everyone in the world thinks that having more sons and more blessings is a good thing. Let me tell you what is so good about it. If you were you, how many children do you want in your life?"
This is a question set by the Queen. In fact, if you want him to say, there is no need to ask this kind of question, because who doesn't want more children and more blessings? Children, naturally, the more the better.
The students who didn't know the inside story thought it was a metaphor, and those who had rich thoughts had already extended from the emperor's current prince's dispute to the current feudal towns in various places, thinking that the emperor wanted to set up more Jiedushi to disperse the power of the current Jiedushi etc…
But the students who knew the inside story only thought of Princess Mingda's body.
There were people like Liu Huan who were unwilling to be son-in-law, and naturally there were those who wanted to be son-in-law like Bai Cheng, so everyone racked their brains to answer, all wanting to give the emperor a perfect answer to achieve their goals.
But Bai Erlang thought about it seriously, and then told the emperor, "Your Majesty, I think that children don't need many, three or two is the best."
The emperor heard the words of many children, many blessings, and some people mentioned loyalty from filial piety, and also heard the words of half-headed heirs and heirs. It was the first time he heard such a specific number, so he asked: "Why is it three or two? One, not five, six, seven or eight?"
Changyu thought: Are so many pigs born
Man Bao thinks that no matter how good her body is after giving birth to so many children, her mother, for example.