Chapter 84 092

The palace examination was conducted by the emperor himself, accompanied by several vassal kings, among them were disciples of several powerful forces in the imperial court, and several princes also accompanied their father to observe. The emperor Yu Wenbo sat on the nine-dragon seat, and his face in his 50s was a little tired , quite pale.

The examinees buried their heads in answering the questions, Prince Jing did not look sideways, and Lou Yuqing glanced at Mu Jinyan, seeing this man's calm and composed demeanor, he felt a little more appreciation in his heart.

The father is a good judge, so it should be good.

Everyone handed in the papers, and Yu Wenbo looked over them one by one, and handed over several satisfactory papers to the princes for circulation, one of which was written by Mu Jinyan, with a turbulent handwriting, like the sunset in the northern Xinjiang, with a graceful atmosphere.

Yu Wenzheng squinted his eyes, and glanced at it from a distance, Mu Jinyan, with a nice face, where did he see him?
In my mind, I couldn't help but think of the little girl who rescued me when I was in trouble, and the elder brother who always stood behind the little girl, who was unsmiling but extremely sensitive.

correct!His Royal Highness suddenly realized that this is Mu Jinxuan's eldest brother, that little girl!
At the end of the palace examination, Yu Wenbo announced the list himself, with Mu Jinyan from Beijiang as the number one scholar.

As soon as the words came out, the faces of several princes were different, but Lou Junquan was unmoved, that is, he didn't kowtow to thank him, let alone be humble, as if this person was not from Beijiang.

He just used this to show that he had nothing to do with this person.

Zhennan Wang Zhurong was pinching his slender goatee, and his narrow eyes were circling Mu Jinyan and Lou Junquan. Seeing that neither of them responded, he turned his head to Ma Qinglong, the king of Pingyue in Shandong, and muttered.

Ma Qinglong is a standard Shandong man, tall and burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a square face with a broad nose, and a rough face. Those big Tongling-like eyes stared at Lou Junquan, and snorted.

The procedure in the court hall was finished, Yu Wenbo announced the banquet, several princes came out in line, the top three ranked in the crowd, surrounded by several princes.

Zhu Rong held his goatee and looked at Mu Jinyan with a smile: "That's right, young and promising, does the number one scholar have a wife?"

Mu Jinyan shook his head politely, and Ma Qinglong said in a low voice, "Zhuangyuan Lang, both of us brothers have daughters, which one do you like, just open your mouth."

"Hey, brother, I can't help it. People come from northern Xinjiang. If there is a wife, if we push it like this again, it will hurt the champion!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Lou Junquan who was enjoying the shade in the shade of a tree in the distance, with a smile on his face: "Why did the prince go there, come and talk!"

Lou Junquan looked at the few people around and said, "I'd better stay here, there are few people here, so it's quiet and cool!"

Ma Qinglong snorted through his nose, Zhu Rong just nodded: "That's fine." Then he turned around and continued to ask: "Zhuangyuan Lang, you haven't answered the old man's question yet."

Mu Jinyan looked at Renren under the shade of the tree in the distance, then at the two in front of him, and said, "The student doesn't have a wife."

Zhu Rong smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, the old man appreciates your literary talent. As long as there is someone in the capital that you like, feel free to mention it to the old man, and the old man will be the master."

In a word, Mu Jinyan said it with sincerity and fear, and quickly saluted and thanked him. Zhu Rong helped him up with satisfaction, patted his shoulder heavily and said: "Young people are awesome, do it well!"

After chatting for a while, a father-in-law came to say that the banquet was held, and the two princes surrounded Mu Jinyan and walked inside.

Lou Junquan glanced at it, then followed slowly, only watching the scenery without speaking.

Even though Yu Wenbo was cowardly and incompetent, the imperial banquet was still very grand, the food was exquisite and gorgeous, even the chopsticks were very particular about the high-quality jade-inlaid and ivory chopsticks, the cups and cups were intertwined, and the marigold glass was full of luxury.

The topic on the table has always revolved around Mu Jinyan, turned away from time to time, but soon came back, Yu Wenzheng only glanced at this side occasionally, and followed the other people to greet him a few words, not really enthusiastic , It's not indifferent, but it seems that the mind is still on eating, drinking and having fun, and doesn't pay attention to the new champion Lang. Lou Junquan hardly speaks, taciturn, but his aura is still very strong.

Mu Jinyan looked back and forth, and probably saw one, two, three, his heart became clear instantly, and he was able to cope with it slowly.

Outside the imperial banquet hall, a few pairs of eyes looked in the shadows. The emperor's daughters came to see the number one scholar in a group, and compared which one was the best in recent years. The result was unanimous approval with just one glance, or The most handsome of the year.

"Fourth sister married too early, this time the number one scholar is really good-looking!"

"Well married, no one will argue with us now!"

The princesses played in a low voice, and the following Xie Xi was covered in cold sweat in fright.

"Ancestor, go back quickly!"

The imperial banquet lasted until very late, and after the meeting was over, everyone went their separate ways.

When Mu Jinyan returned to his residence, he saw a letter on the table. He opened it suspiciously, and saw three words in the letter: Come to Beijing King's Courtyard.

Mu Jinyan thought for a while, changed into a night outfit, and hid himself in the darkness.

The dim candlelight illuminated half of Lou Junquan's face. He looked at the man in black in front of him and said, "The old man received the news that Jiang Wannian was working for Zhennan Wang Zhurong. I don't know the way to do it. I just want to tell you, be careful."

Mu Jinyan was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his gaze, thanked King Bei Jing, then returned to the residence, immediately wrote a letter, tied it on the leg of the pigeon he brought, and sent it back to Beijiang.

That's probably the only thing that King Zhennan can look up to!
At the same time, Mu Maofeng was also having a small meeting with Lou Shaoqing, and his son-in-law told her that Zhennan Wang Zhurong had been eyeing the Mu family, and he had been eyeing the Mu family for several years.

Mu Maofeng touched his bald head and fell into silence. All the previous things were connected together, and he couldn't help but cursed: "Damn it!"

Now he finally understands who lent Jiang Wannian his guts!
King Zhennan is really a big backer, a prince who is on par with King Beijing, if you say that the southern border is not small, although it is not as good as the northern border, it is still comparable.

"Master Yue Zhang, what is it for?"

Mu Maofeng glanced at Lou Shaoqing, closed his eyes and thought for a long time before saying quietly: "Treasure!"

Mu Maofeng's wife is also considered a half-legend. The widow of the previous dynasty, the only orthodox royal family, hid in the desert of northern Xinjiang. After marrying Mu Maofeng, she gave Mu Maofeng the money to expand the army and take back the mountains and rivers. Feng, this man is also sympathetic, the money does not move, he hides it and seals it, and he kneels down to his wife and swears that the money can only be used by his children, he does not move a penny, and the money is still hidden in the north. In a mountain lump somewhere in Xinjiang, there were only three people who knew about it at the beginning.

Mu Zizhou, Mu Jinyan, and Zhou Yong.

"Fuck you white-eyed wolf!"

Mu Maofeng couldn't help but cursed again, this is his wife's property, it's his son's and daughter's property, no one should touch it, not even think about it, anyone who thinks about it, moves it, he admires it Maofeng was the first to rush up to fight with them!
(End of this chapter)

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