The four examiners withdrew from the Fengtian Temple with mixed feelings, and the two eunuchs were both diligently and diligently busy with this triennial event for the emperor:
First, he personally supervises and supervises the Zhongshusheren in the imperial court to fill in the imperial list and write the biography posts according to the order agreed by the examiners. On the other hand, it was heard that Secretary Shang Bao had used a seal on the completed imperial list—tomorrow, he will hang it outside the city wall to show off the jinshi.
Honglu Temple also followed the post to pass the test of the test, and sent someone to lead them to the Guozijian to receive the new Jinshi towel and prepare for the salute tomorrow.
March 18 is the day the list will be released. In the early morning, the guards in brocade clothes were convenient for setting up a guard of honor in the courtyard. The Secretary of Jiaofang presented Yong and Dale, and the hundreds of officials were listed on both sides in court clothes. The minister of Honglu Temple set up a case in the hall. The scholars of the Hanlin Academy presented the imperial list, which was handed over to Wan'an, the first assistant and minister of rituals, who was then transferred to the case by Wan Shoufu.
Three hundred and fifty people in the palace changed into the jinshi towel with dark blue and green edges, led by Huiyuan Cui Xie, and followed the officials of Honglu Temple to the hall, waiting for the opening ceremony of the Chuanlu Ceremony.
Cui Xie stood at the head of the crowd, with a wide field of vision. He could see the general of the Han who was on duty in the temple in armor, the captain of the red-clothed school captain, the official of the Honglu Temple holding the case, and a few men standing in front of the civil and military class. A bachelor... For some reason, he seemed to feel that several bachelors were staring at him secretly, and their expressions were not very good.
However, those who shamed him felt less threatening to him than those who were kind and loving and wished they could recruit him as a son-in-law.
The marriage in the Ming Dynasty was naturally settled by Weng and husband-in-law looking at each other, or even two in-laws looking at each other, regardless of whether the person being arranged was happy or not. Cui Xie is now a family man, and after more than ten years of ideological education in the new era, he only wants to be a monogamous person, but he does not want to be proposed as a son-in-law by anyone.
But he is a jinshi, the youngest unmarried jinshi on the list. I am afraid this kind of thing is inevitable in the future, and I really need to be careful to block it.
He was revolving his thoughts. The musicians in the hall had already played the sound of Zhuang He of Shao Le. In the sound of the music, the Son of Heaven, under the guidance of the guide, was in the Palace of Fengtian. Young Scholars.
Sanding Jia are all young talents from Tsinghua University. The eldest Tanhua is only twenty-eight, and he is the most energetic and energetic age; the second place is only twenty, with a good appearance, and he is calm and solemn at a young age. With the charm of the letter, the letter is a person who can serve; and the champion is not to mention, the appearance is very handsome, and today, because of the great joy of winning two yuan, he is refreshed, and his appearance is more and more illuminating, and the whole hall is carefully selected. The Jin Yiwei of Jin Yiwei can't compare to his handsomeness!
It is worthy of being the champion that he personally trained and picked out of many talents. This good appearance alone is enough to be ranked in the palace!
The Emperor gave Cui Xie one more look with satisfaction, but still did not speak, silently watching His Highness the new scholars bow down and worship again under the command of the celebrant. Afterwards, there was a transmission official kneeling to ask for the transmission, he lightly opened Tianyin, and simply said "Yes", and the transmission official transferred to His Majesty Dan to wait for the transmission. The deacon took the list to the imperial road of Danchi, and declared that it "has the system." The celebrant led the crowd to kneel, and it was only until the biography official called the name to correct their name as Jinshi.
The voices of the people in the hall were silent, and the hearts of the people were boiling. The minds of the hundred officials and the three hundred and fifty new scholars all fell on the emperor. Although they could not look directly, no one dared to leave.
After waiting for a while, the emperor finally spit out a majestic and difficult voice: "Pass the system."
The long-awaited successor immediately read according to the list: "On March 15, the 23rd year of Chenghua, the world's tribute scholars will be tested. From the same background as a jinshi!"
A string suddenly tensed in the hearts of the kneeling lifters, looking forward to being the first to be called—or at least among the first few. The few people who were at the front of the exam even raised their ears to listen to their own names, hoping that the painstaking and painstaking questioning of the palace exam would win the emperor and win the top spot.
Only Cui Xie, who had been psychologically prepared in advance, had been persuading himself that this traveler would not be able to compete with the real top three in the history of others, and Cui Xie could still stand there calmly. He didn't even go to see the biography officer, he only paid attention to the golden bricks under his feet.
Wan Shoufu glanced at him quietly in front of him, then turned his head silently, and murmured "hypocrisy" in secret. He only had time to look at it, and after scolding, the Chuanzhuan sang: "Cui Xie, the first in the first division."
The extremely short and extremely long waiting time in Zhujuzi's heart between the two sentences of the Chuanzhu finally passed, and the position of the champion fell unexpectedly and not unexpectedly to Huiyuan.
The accident was only Cui Xie alone. Although the other actions contained some regrets and unwillingness, they could accept the result, and then prayed to the gods and Buddhas that the next person to be called was himself.
Chuanlu stopped singing his name, and the prelude class sang again, and the sound of "Cui Xie" finally recalled Cui Xie's soul.
After he was placed in the ranks, the transmission officer sang the sentence of Fei Hong, the first and second, and then Liu Chun, the third. After arriving at Chuanlu Tu Rui, he would kneel and worship in the class, and he did not have to go out of the queue to pay homage.
The three hundred and fifty jinshi had finished calling their names one by one. When the music stopped, the deacon came out holding the Yellow List, and this grand ceremony officially came to an end.
Outside the hall, Jinyiwei has been arranged to guide with scattered drum music. The new scholars followed behind the sergeant, and walked solemnly to the left gate of Chang'an, watching the deacon hang up the yellow list.
There were already many people waiting to watch the excitement outside the palace gate, but they were separated by the guards, so they could only watch this group of handsome new scholars from a distance and envy. But as soon as the yellow list was posted, someone shouted from the outside: "I saw it! The top spot in the current division is Cui Xie! The second place on the list is Fei Hong! The third flower, Liu Chun..."
The sound spread farther and farther, and it was higher and more vivid than the solemn and grand roll call in the hall. Without the solemn hall and the suppression of imperial power, the joy and pride of the title of the golden list came to the hearts of everyone more purely. These new jinshi burst out with more high-spirited spirit than in the hall, and they were in high spirits, and they could finally congratulate each other and enjoy the joy of becoming jinshi without any scruples.
This time Cui Xie was even more popular than when he was in Huiyuan, and he was surrounded by people, congratulations to him for being the best in the world. A few jinshi who came out of Qian'an with him talked to people about how they got into the top two in the test because they did the book published by Huiyuan. Lu Boshan introduced their experience of mentoring and apprentice on the same list, and by the way, he promoted him to non-local jinshi. The pencil that can benefit students all over the world.
After the list was posted, Chuan Fengguan had to go back to participate in the last part of the ceremony—that is, after the list was posted, the minister of Honglu gave a speech, congratulating Tianzi, "The sky is open for literary fortune, the virtuous and virtuous, and they deserve to be celebrated." After three kowtows, this imperial court ceremony is over.
And the new jinshi are not eligible to participate in this ceremony, the grand ceremony is over for them, and the jinshi will have to go home by themselves. Only the champion was given special treatment. Shuntian government officials had prepared an umbrella and a guard of honor in advance, sounded the gong to clear the way, and sent the champion home.
The champion Guidi also has to parade in the streets, to boast of his glory as the number one talent in the world.
Wu Jin, the governor of Shuntian Prefecture, ordered a horse to be prepared for him. The clerks holding the staff also advised him: "The glory of the champion today is to be praised for a lifetime, how can he go home hastily? The little people are not afraid of being tired. Seeing the demeanor of the grandfather, the younger ones also followed suit."
Lu Juren, Guo Yong, Tang Ning, Wang Zhichang and other townspeople also persuaded him: "This honor guard is a rare honor, we haven't seen it a few times in our life, and today we have caught up with such a big event, and we have to take a break. .You turn slowly, we will go to your house after you, it is also an honor."
Right.
Other jinshi can go wherever they want to go after reading the list. He, the champion, uses the honor guard of Shuntian Prefecture, and he has to go home after walking around the street. When I got home, there were so many fellow villagers, and I didn't have the time to go out alone. Let's take advantage of the opportunity to visit the Fusi Yamen in Beizhen.
First, Cui Xie was unwilling to refute the wishes of his fellow villagers and Mr. Lu, and secondly, he had his own selfishness, so he nodded and discussed with them that he should go out from the left gate of Chang'an for a circle, go around the right gate of Chang'an, and then go home.
The soap servants laughed and said, "It's only a few steps, is it still a detour? Master Zhuang Yuan just wants to walk around the Forbidden City, and it's not too far to go home!"
Cui Xie didn't plan to go too far, he just had to go around to see the person he wanted to see—even if he glanced across the wall, he smiled and said, "My home is in the northeast of the Elephant Taming Institute, in front of Houshuipaozi, let's go. Just turn from Liubu Street, go around the Qianbu Corridor to the Forbidden City, and go along the Chang'an Right Gate Outer Long Street."
Although the path he chose was not far, it passed through the six divisions on the left, and passed the Sanjuju and Jinyiwei Yamen on the right. It was a place where high-ranking officials came and went, and this trip was quite scenic. In the same year, they just thought that he didn't go far enough, and wished he could turn a few more streets north. The soap guards carried the guard of honor and persuaded them: "Let's go out from here first, don't let people stop and watch the fun, Can't you turn around when you get out of this street?"
The new cadets also had no experience in parading the streets, so they listened to them and planned to walk first.
The soap servants blared the gong to clear the way, and Cui Xie rode a high-headed horse and followed the guard of honor. Although the rest of the crowd did not have the horses sent by Shuntian Prefecture to ride, but there were sedan chairmen and carriages waiting to be sent to the jinshi, so they pooled money to hire a green sedan chair, and followed the group of ceremonial sticks to walk down the street.
Before they traveled from the east gate of Chang'an to the west gate, the contents of the Yellow List were spread to the Fusi Yamen in Beizhen. In the second hall, he asked Xie Ying with a smile, "Do you know who is the champion of this division?"
When they asked, Xie Ying guessed who it was, and was overjoyed in her heart, and regardless of their uneasy work, they went to the Shangguan case to spread the gossip. Busy, Tete came here and asked me who the champion is—I just don’t know, I should know after listening to this question. But Cui Huiyuan?”
Lu Baihu said "hey": "Sir, you just guessed it, and you pretended not to know, wouldn't it be possible to tell the children to sell it?"
While joking, I remembered that Cui Xie was already a jinshi, and I felt a little emotional: "There are many people in the city picking up scholars these days, and most of them are scholars and low-ranking scholars, and they haven't picked them up. He just happened to be admitted to the jinshi exam. How come it’s just like in the play, when you meet a troubled young man, give him gold and silver to send him… Send him home, this troubled young man will be the champion?”
It's not just giving gold and silver, but also privately ordering it for life.
Xie Ying couldn't hold back the smile at the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said, "That's because you are too impatient. It was five years ago that I picked up this scholar, and I have waited for five years to get the champion among him. In half a year, how can you pass the exam so easily?"
Lu Baihu said with some emotion: "That's true. I followed the adults and sentenced his stepmother to the case of falsely accusing Qian'an county magistrate for three years."
Yes, it's been five years... I don't usually think that, but thinking back, they've known each other for so long.
When he first met Cui Xie, he was just a seriously injured young man who seemed so weak that he could be destroyed by a single finger, but now he has become the most dazzling champion among literati. If it wasn't for the fact that he watched Cui Xie come over to the test, and he had been so warmly approached by him regardless of his status, with his own temperament, maybe he would have to consider his status again when he met again, and he would not mention the previous paragraph again. past.
Over the years of their relationship, Cui Xie has always been reaching out to him, and he always has a withdrawn attitude. Only now that Jin Yiwei's reputation has improved, did he dare to get close to him. But now that Jin Yiwei's reputation has improved, he has even been praised by several literati himself. Even if he stands with Cui Xie openly, outsiders will no longer criticize him...
Since there is nothing bad for Cui Xie, and the two have a skin-to-skin relationship, they can't tear it apart as cleanly as before, so can he go a step further - don't call the hand that reached out to him. Stretching in the air too long and waiting too tired
He tightened his hands under the table, looked out the door with sharp eyes, and commanded with a small smile, "Let's go, let's take a break for you, let's go to the champion parade."
Everyone was pleasantly surprised: "Are you going together? If Master Tongzhi comes back and knows..."
Xie Ying glanced at him, but there was no displeasure at all: "Then I will take the charge of Bai Sun Ya for you. It's a big deal to ask the two adults to scold you and fined you a few months' salary."
A group of Jinyiwei walked out of the office beamingly, visiting the scholars picked up by their role models, and picking up role models from scholars. Only when he walked outside the corner door, he saw that Zhu Tongzhi was already wearing a red official robe that did not show his waist, and he was standing outside the door with a few errands and thousands of households. He held the BMW in his hand. Squinting to the other side of the long street.
The people who ran out of the yamen suddenly couldn't laugh, but Wei Wei went to the ground to greet him.
Xie Ying was about to come forward to cover the matter, but Zhu Tongzhi waved at him: "You guys came just in time, when we came back, we were just in time for the Zhuangyuan parade, and we looked like we were going to swim to our yamen. This Cui Zhuangyuan is still your acquaintance, isn't it? Come out and have a look, this is a rare blessing, none of the relatives and friends I have known in this life have ever won the champion!"
Everyone was overjoyed and stayed outside the door to watch the champion parade. Xie Ying thanked the adults for their kindness on their behalf, and also stood behind Zhu Ji and others, looking towards the side of the long street.
In the late afternoon, the sun shone all over the streets, and from the other side of the alley, there was a ceremonial guard with the words "Top Scholar", "Silence" and "Avoidance" written on it. Luo Umbrella led the way, holding a tall black horse in the middle. Dressed in a newly made blue shirt and Qingyuan Jinshi robe, with a high black gauze square scarf on his head, he is a handsome and handsome young champion.
He was at his most high-spirited moment. His smile was brighter than the sun in the sky, which made his handsome features more conspicuous, and his face was more radiant than the flushed face under the red candles that night.
Xie Ying stared at the figure that was getting closer and closer. Until the sound of the gongs and drums was near, he could vaguely see that the young champion on the horse was ignoring the people watching the lively around him, and looked at them from a distance.
That gaze swept across the group of red-clothed officials, and in almost an instant, they found him quickly and without hesitation, only staring into his eyes.
Xie Ying was inconvenient to speak, so he only gave him a deep smile across the crowd, and nodded affirmatively.