The daily life of the prime minister of the Qing Dynasty, thick black

Chapter 131

Wang Yi felt that his anger was very smooth today, and he wrote as if there was an old master Confucius behind his back to help, and he wrote it down all the way.

But when he wrote it down, he realized that there was no one on Zhang Tingyu's long case!
How can it be? !
Zhang Tingyu handed in the paper again?
Do not……

Do not……

He had already been preempted in the general examination, and Zhang Tingyu was fourth in the imperial examination, so there was no way he could get the answer sheet ahead of him?What's more, it's policy theory, which is not as simple as before.

So, something must have happened, right?
Although many people have hinted at him, saying that Wang Yi's answer sheet is not a legitimate number one, meaning that Zhang Tingyu is better than him, but he doesn't believe it. Why is Zhang Tingyu better than himself?
The examiner is not blind. Everyone says that he is the number one in this test paper, so he deserves the number one. What kind of shit Zhang Tingyu, a dude, isn't he born taller?He, Wang Yi, is not as good as the second son of the Zhang family, except for his appearance.
Thinking about it, Wang Yi finally went out to hand in the paper, but the invigilator just said lightly: "It's very early, please sit at the back."

Wang Yi didn't understand. He had never participated in the palace examination before. The invigilators here might all be big shots. Maybe they were so indifferent, so Wang Yi didn't think much about it. After handing in the papers, he went directly to the side hall to wait. result……

In the end, I saw that Zhang Tingyu again!
Zhang Tingyu!
Zhang Tingyu, the second son of the Zhang family!

Do you want people to live!
Wang Yi didn't catch his breath, and almost fainted, but he couldn't help but screamed: "Why are you again!"

Holding the tea, Zhang Tingyu slowly tapped the table, turned his head to look over when he heard the voice, but didn't do anything else, just said calmly: "Yes, it's Zhang again."

After a while, you will know what it means to be "it turns out to be you".

In fact, to be honest, Zhang Tingyu was also uncertain.

To really decide on a champion, it is not enough to have enough literary talent.

Nowadays, the scholars who can enter the palace examination are all masters of empty talk, writing a policy theory, at first glance, it seems to be a high-spirited talk, even eight examiners can't tell the good from the bad in a short time Come.

The eight paper readers read the papers for the emperor and corrected them on his behalf. The ranking of each number one scholar involves the struggle between various parties.

But Zhang Tingyu thought about it carefully, what party did he belong to?
He has no official career, has never been in contact with the emperor and elder brother, and his father Zhang Ying has no intention of introducing him into the emperor's party, so his test papers seem to be left to fate.

The little eunuch on the side shouted: "Why don't you sit down quickly? How can there be trouble in the Palace of Baohe?"

Poor Wang Yi was so painstaking and solitary, he thought that this time his ability would overwhelm Zhang Tingyu, and he didn't want the other party to be easy.

Now Wang Yi's only consolation is that Zhang Tingyu wrote nonsense. After all, the test papers written in a hurry are definitely not as good as his own, so if he wins the first prize in the end, Zhang Tingyu will lose face again!
Thinking of this, Wang Yi's face finally relaxed a little.

The two waited for a long time before it was time to let them go.

Ji Yu and Zhang Tingyu came out together, standing in the huge shadow under the majestic palace gate, Zhang Tingyu looked back for some reason, his time here was only less than a day.

But he believes that after today, he still has a lot of time to go in and out from here, just like his father, in this official life, ups and downs, and all the turmoil.

Ji Yu seemed to be quite interested in Zhang Tingyu. He only looked at his unpredictable and changing expression, and when he turned around smoothly and walked forward on the long leaden gray ground, he asked with a smile: "I don't know how is Second Young Master Zhang?"

Zhang Tingyu said: "My heart is not ashamed."

No shame in my heart.

that is it.

He finally couldn't resist the ambition and desire rising in his heart. The promise he had made to his father and the request of the humble No. When the inextinguishable flame rising from his chest was trampled under his feet, it was torn to pieces.

So what if you contradict your promise?
Frost and snow can't bury the precious sword out of its sheath, and the flames can't burn its ambitions...

When I went back that day, Zhang Tingyu sat in the study for a long time.

When Zhang Ying came back, she asked Uncle Fu to invite Zhang Tingyu to talk, but Zhang Tingyu only had two words: no.

Perhaps Gu Huaixiu was the one who understood him best, so he hugged the fat boy in the room, kissed the child's forehead with his two slightly thin lips, and said: "If you can understand me , remember this day..."

On April 24, at midnight, Zhang Tingyu walked out of the study, put on the court uniform of the tribute, and waited outside the gate of Qianqing to listen to the announcement.

At this moment, the emperor's golden pen had already fallen, and the eyes of all the important officials in the court were all on the emperor's pen.

Here will point out the influential figures in the future. At this moment, they don't know how many of them will disappear, how many of them will be able to rise to the top, and how many of them will be famous in history...

Everything is unknown.

Except for the slightly beating pulse, accompanied by the warm lights in the hall.

The emperor hand-picked the top ten, and the examiner opened the test papers that had been dubbed before on the table one by one.

Zhang Ying's old body was hidden behind the gilded pillar, and he closed his eyes deeply. Standing beside Zhang Ying, Li Guangdi gently stretched out his hand and pressed his shoulder.

There was silence in the hall, only the examiners unsealed the papers, and then filled in the order of the first and third ranks with a vermilion pen in front of the emperor, and the order of the second and seventh ranks was also written on it. The top ten were introduced to the emperor. This procedure is called "Xiaozhuanlu".

Li Guangdi, the chief judge of this palace examination, is it correct?Dai Hualing and Su Rong took the yellow paper list with both hands, shouted "Long live my emperor", then exited the hall, and under the protection of four eunuchs and two rows of imperial guards, they walked out of the Qianqing Gate and stood on the imperial steps On top of it, I saw the modern scholar who had been waiting here for an unknown amount of time.

Li Guangdi breathed out and said: "Bong, Tian Chengyun, Kangxi 39th April [-]st policy test [-] tribute scholars in the world, the first one will be awarded Jinshi and the second, the second one will be awarded Jinshi's background, and the third one will be awarded the same Jinshi birth, so hereby announce—”

Standing among everyone, Zhang Tingyu was as dignified as everyone else, and even full of ambition like everyone else, but he closed his eyes gently, and clenched his fingers quietly.

Li Guangdi's voice continued, he was already old, and there was a kind of vicissitudes in his voice.

"First class, Jinshi and rank. No.1——Zhang Tingyu."

At this moment, Zhang Tingyu's tightly closed eyes finally opened, and he looked at Li Guangdi who was standing high on the imperial steps, holding the gold list in both hands.

When Li Guangdi said this name, he seemed to pause for a moment, and his eyes swept down slightly, but he felt his old heart suddenly beating for a long time.

This court is already the world of young people.

He smiled slightly, with wrinkles all over his face, and announced the top ten in this subject.

"No.2, Ji Yu; No.3, Wang Lu."

"The second best, bestowed Jinshi background. No.1, Wang Yi, No.2, Zhang Chengyu..."

Zhang Tingyu couldn't hear anything, until Zhongxiao was paired with Zhang Tingzan and Zhou Daoxin, who had been waiting for a long time, on his body, and he realized it in a daze.

Zhang Tingzan couldn't tell how he felt in his heart, he just patted his second brother's shoulder hard, unable to laugh or cry.

The ten people whose names were selected were almost all in ecstasy. They were lined up in order and led by the officials of the Ministry of Rites all the way to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to meet the emperor.

Zhang Tingyu was the first of the ten people, calmly restrained step by step, and went steadily to the hall, knelt under the altar, and said in a gloomy voice, "Mr. Zhang Tingyu, from Tongcheng, Anhui, aged 29."

"Chen Jiyu, from Baoying, Yangzhou, aged 31."

"Sir Wang Lu..."

After the ten people reported their names, birthplaces and ages, they retreated again.

Zhang Ying, who was standing in the hall, silently exited the hall and suddenly raised his sleeves to cover his face, with tears running down his cheeks, and burst into tears with mixed feelings, no one could stop him, just looking at the old man who was over sixty years old trembling Weiwei walked down the big white marble steps after everyone left, and walked out of the palace gate crying all the way facing the darkness of the palace.

Li Guangdi saw him from a distance, but he didn't dare to go forward, only the little eunuch asked, "Master Zhang, is this..."

"Wishing a child to become a dragon, people don't do this. Zhang Ying's generation of great Confucianism, when the sun rises today, the clouds rise..."

Li Guangdi sighed and walked away with his hands behind his back.

On the 25th, the Grand Ceremony of the Hall of Supreme Harmony was held. The wind was sunny and the weather was beautiful. Luan Yiwei tried to drive in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The civil and military princes and ministers of the Manchu Dynasty all stood in Danji. Three hundred and six people wore court clothes and three branches and nine leaves?The crown, according to the ranking, stands behind the east and west shifts of the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs.

Then Kangxi ascended the seat, the deacon and the scroll-reading officer performed three bows and nine knocks, played Shao music, and the ceremonial officer blew the whip three times. On top of that, play big music again.

After the music stops, "Zhi" will be announced again.Then he sang No.1 Zhang Tingyu, the official of Honglu Temple led Zhang Tingyu out of the class and knelt on the left side of Yudao, and then announced No.2 kneeling on the right...

Play music again and bow three times and kowtow nine times. After the ceremony, the praise officer shouts, "Where is the number one scholar?"

Zhang Tingyu took a small step forward, followed in the footsteps of the predecessors, and walked all the way to His Majesty, standing on the stone of the middle majesty, in the middle of the stone were engraved the rising dragon and the giant ao.

Just like this, Zhang Tingyu stood up gently, a small step in front of everyone, a little bit, but this point is already the leader!

At this moment, the blood all over his body began to flow and boil again, so that his body was trembling slightly.

The rising sun has been rising for a long time, shining on the entire Forbidden City, also shining on the magnificent majestic and deep palace, and even more shining on Zhang Tingyu, an extraordinary ordinary person.

As the emperor returned to the palace, the officials of the Ministry of Rituals put the gold list in the cloud disk, and the yellow umbrella advocated leading the way, all the way out of the Taihe Gate, and hung the gold list on Chang'an Avenue.

And after the imperial examination for each subject, only the top three candidates: No. [-] Scholar, No. [-], and Tan Hua are eligible to pass through the middle of the Meridian Gate.

On weekdays, this is the door that only the emperor can go through.

Now, Zhang Tingyu came out step by step in front of everyone, and the middle door of the Meridian Gate was slowly opened for him. He stood outside the palace gate and looked back that day, so he wanted the middle door of the Meridian Gate to be opened for himself. !
Maybe there are countless scholars in the world who are poor all their lives, just for the sake of walking through the middle gate of the Meridian Gate, which is the most honorable place, when they are at the top of the gold list?

The rest of the civil and military officials went to the Zhendu Gate of Zhaode Gate to watch the list on Chang'an Street.

Even Zhang Ying and the others could only watch the three people coming out of the main entrance from a distance. Through the three palace gates, he watched his son walk past his eyes and walk towards the road that he had been ups and downs all his life. , I don't know whether to return or not.

And he doesn't need to intervene, he just needs to watch.

Zhang Tingyu's choice was nothing more than that.

In the entire capital city, cars were flowing like water and horses were like dragons on this day. Countless people were looking forward to it on Chang'an Avenue, waiting for the first three people to "ride around Golden Street on horseback".

The members of the Zhang family already knew the news about Zhang Tingyu's high school champion, they rented a restaurant and waited on the second floor, outside were the servants of the Zhang family, all smiling.

Gu Huaishu was standing by the window, looking at the bustling market below, holding the window lattice with one hand, and gently pressing his heart with the other, a little out of breath.

Suddenly there was a scream in front, and countless girls along the road scattered flower petals down the street, only hoping that the three of them would take a fancy to her, while Zhang Tingyu just walked past with a smile on her face.

The three horses came to the front of the restaurant, Zhang Tingyu suddenly pulled the reins lightly, and the two horses behind naturally dared not move forward and stopped.

Countless boudoir women on both sides came quietly to see the champion's demeanor, and now seeing Zhang Tingyu reining in here, some of them even screamed, and shy ones covered their faces with their handkerchiefs, but who doesn't expect the champion to fancy themselves?

However, in everyone's eyes Zhang Tingyu, there is only one person in their eyes.

He raised his head and looked at Gu Huaixiu, who was showing a corner of his shadow by the window. He only took out a fan from his sleeve, sat tall and immediately borrowed a scribe's ink brush, wrote a few words on the fan, and then put the brush on the street. Throw it back into the pen holder.

As soon as the fan was closed, Zhang Tingyu threw the folding fan high, and just hit the half-closed carved window, and landed at Gu Huaixiu's feet.

Everyone's eyes followed Zhang Tingyu's movement and turned to the window on the second floor of the restaurant, but they only caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure.

Gu Huai picked up the folding fan with his slender fingers like cutting scallions, got up, stood by the half-opened window, and gently unfolded it.

Tears fell instantly, and she silently held the fan and pressed it to her cheeks, covering half of her beautiful face, leaving only a pair of teary eyes, watching him vaguely.

Zhang Tingyu shook his head under the scorching sun and rode away with a smile.

Chang'an Avenue is still very long.

Jin Wuzhan leads the world, and there are many people outside Chang'an Gate.

Xu Qing was rich and prosperous all his life...

(End of this chapter)