The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 201 The question is for you

The smile on Xiao Yu's lips was somewhat ironic, Zhao Lu felt the hot gaze around him, and suddenly felt embarrassed, his face suddenly turned from pale to red, he got up and glared at Xiao Yu, opened his mouth and lifted himself up first: "My lord, it's time for the imperial examination. What are you trying to do by teasing me again and again? Even if you have any dissatisfaction with me, you should resolve it privately instead of wasting everyone's time like this."

"Waste everyone's time?"

Xiao Yu turned his head to see that the last stick of incense in the incense burner was already half burned, and said with a light smile, "Have you finished writing the first two questions?"

Everyone nodded in confusion.

Xiao Yu raised his hand: "Then let's collect them all. As for the last question - it was written by this king himself to Zhao Lu, the third son of Zhao."

Zhao Lu's eyes widened: "You—"

Zhou Xi and Ning Zhao collected the students' test papers and put them in front of Jun Rong. Jun Rong glanced at them and said, "Put it away, and read it later."

"Yes."

Zhou Xi and Ning Zhao stepped aside, and the whole hall fell silent.

Zhao Lu and Xiao Yu stood facing each other, their hearts were already panicked, and their hands hidden in their sleeves were clenched tightly.

"Don't talk around in circles, my lord, I don't understand."

"It's too late to think about it now and pretend to be confused."

Xiao Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept across his face, and fell on other places, and he told the story in a leisurely manner.

"In Nanjia Village, Liuxian County, Bingzhou, there was a rare genius born in a hundred years. He was well-versed in poetry and books. , but for some reason, he only got No. 8 in the exam. He was proud and felt that this result was shameful, so he left Kyoto in a hurry and returned to Bingzhou. In the sea of ​​flames, there is no survivor, right?"

Zhao Lu's eyes dodged uncomfortably, "This story sounds too miserable. What is the meaning of the prince telling me this? Now that the test papers have been collected, it is time for His Majesty to judge the papers and determine the results. Please don't delay for no reason. "

Xiao Yu smiled lightly and shook his head: "It's amazing that you can tell nonsense with your eyes open. Such brazenness is rare in this world."

Zhao Lu gritted his teeth: "My lord! If you have any dissatisfaction with me, you can arrest me. It is not a matter of your regent's words to kill or cut me up. Why humiliate me in front of so many people? You can kill me!" Not to be humiliated!"

As he said that, he turned his head and knelt down to Jun Rong: "Your Majesty, are you just conniving at the Regent's misdeeds? You are the king of a country. Isn't Your Majesty the one who has the final say on this Mingguang Palace?"

After the whole play, Zhao Lu forced out some tears, his face full of humiliation.

Seeing this, the students next to him couldn't bear it, "What the hell is the prince going to do?"

"If Zhao Lu is guilty, please ask the prince to make it clear that it is not a gentleman's act to insult people like this in public!"

For a while, most of the students in the hall were incited, and the voices became louder and louder.

The Prime Minister and the Minister of Rites looked at each other, both a little worried, but Xiao Yu himself stood upright without being disturbed at all.

She slowly took out a test paper from her arms, unfolded the paper with her slender fingers, and looked at it with a somewhat pleasing feeling.

But when Zhao Lu saw that piece of paper, for some reason, he felt a "thump" in his heart.

"Who said that this king is a trickster? This king is just thinking about how to explain this matter clearly in his heart. There is a ring of loops. This king has to sort out the clues. Since Mr. Zhao just mentioned the test paper, then Let's start with the test paper."

With one hand behind his back, Xiao Yu held up the test paper with the other: "This is the test paper for last year's test, to be precise, it is the test paper for Mr. Zhao, the No.1 test paper, everyone must be very curious, right? What kind of talent is it that can win the position of Huiyuan in one fell swoop? As far as I know, Mr. Zhao San’s grades in the academy are usually mediocre and not outstanding. Huiyuan is still quite difficult for him. Then how did he suddenly open up, aren't you curious?"

When it comes to the ability of yin and yang, Xiao Yu claims to be the second, and no one dares to be the first, and Zhao Lu's face is ashamed in a few words.

Xiao Yu glanced at him, then handed the test paper to Han Yi: "Go, pass it on to everyone."

"Yes."

Han Yi took the test paper and passed it from the first row in the south. Everyone who read it praised him, "The argument is sharp, the concept is far-reaching, and he has his own views on the government. He really deserves to be a leader."

Xiao Yu nodded with a smile, "Then, let's take a look at the test paper of the imperial examination again, Ning Zhao, go and take out the third son Zhao's policy question and show it to everyone."

"Yes."

Ning Zhao picked out Zhao Lu's test paper, and walked around. Zhao Lu listened to them pointing and commenting on his article, and was so irritable, "My lord, what do you want to say?"

"That's a good question. Of course, I want to tell you how you, a hypocrite, cheated the world and stole other people's fame!"

A clear and bright male voice came from outside the palace gate with undisguised disdain and anger. Xiao Yu curled his lower lip and said softly, "Isn't everyone here now? Third Young Master, you can't be too impatient."

Zhao Lu's heart was beating violently, he turned his head stiffly to look, and saw the door of the main hall slowly opened, and two people appeared at the door supporting each other.

"This is... Old Feng?"

"It's really Mr. Feng? Didn't you say that Mr. Feng went out to travel? When did you come back?"

Zhen Qingping supported Elder Feng's arm and whispered, "Be careful of the threshold."

Old Feng smiled lovingly: "I'm not too old to see the way clearly, so you don't have to be so careful."

Zhen Qingping said with a smile: "It's always right to be careful."

Mr. Feng shook his head helplessly, and when he walked in, he saw Zhao Lu standing in front of him with a pale face, and immediately sank his face: "Hmph, you still have the face to stand here? You are not ashamed, I feel ashamed for you Don't panic, don't say that you are a student of Datong Academy in the future, we don't have a beast like you in our academy!"

Everyone was in an uproar, Feng Laode was highly respected and had a very high status among the big literati, he said that Zhao Lu was a beast, could it be that Zhao Lu really did something unbearable?
All kinds of eyes fell on Zhao Lu, Zhao Lu staggered and took a step back, mumbling: "I didn't—"

"The evidence is solid and you still want to deny it? Then you might as well explain it first. Since they are all from your hand, why are the handwriting on the two test papers different!"

After Mr. Feng mentioned this point, the students immediately gathered together to compare the two test papers, "Huh—seems to be really different?"

"At first glance, they look similar, but if they are not put together, it is really hard to tell."

Zhao Lu gasped, and kept shaking his head: "No, that test paper is not mine, it's you—the Prince Regent, who found someone to imitate my handwriting, deliberately framed me! It must be!"

　In the front, there was a soft rice guy named Sun (sorry I forgot what it was called), and in the back there was a two-faced man who couldn't pierce Zhao Lu

　　
　
(End of this chapter)