Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 213
Reminded by Du Ruhui, Fang Yiai inexplicably felt huge eyes. If he failed to pass the Huiyuan exam in this test, the Empress Changsun would probably abandon this chess piece. Without the support of Empress Changsun, the pseudonym If the matter is leaked, Fang Yiai may be in danger.

In order to prove her own strength to Empress Changsun, and to lay the foundation for future official career, Fang Yiai made up her mind to think about Zhong Huiyuan. As for Changsun Jin, he subconsciously regarded her as the number one enemy.

For two days in a row, Fang Yiai stayed behind closed doors, flipping through books day and night, so as to review the Four Books and Five Classics, and prepare for sitting down against Changsun Jin in the exam.

On the ninth day of the lunar new year, Fang Yiai got up early. After washing and dressing up, she took the test basket that Qin Jingniang had prepared for him, and walked out of the Qin Mansion slowly.

"This test is about life and death. I must do my best for Shu'er, for Lizhi, for Jingniang, and for my father and mother!"

Just as Fang Yiai made up her mind with her test basket in her hand, Qin Qiong, Qin Jingniang, and Xie Zhongju walked out of the house one after another and stood aside to see Fang Yiai off.

"Fang Jun, you can easily kill even Turkic thieves. It shouldn't be too difficult to pass the Huiyuan exam. This commander is going to have a banquet to celebrate you!"

"He Lang, you have worked hard these three days. Jing Niang has prepared wontons at home, and will cook them for He Lang when you come back."

"May the top of the list be successful immediately, and the next official can also say a few words for the top of the list. The book is ready to be written and written!"

Hearing the three people's words full of expectation, Fang Yiai nodded slightly, and after cupping her hands to say goodbye, she turned to take the test basket and strode towards the Gongyuan in the southeast of Chang'an City.

The competition is related to the official career. Apart from the students and students of the Guozijian, the participants also have Chang'an household registration candidates. Everyone has studied hard and waited for this day, so all the candidates got up very early, and it was still early Before the light came on, I took the test basket and paperwork to the gate of the Gong Yuan and prepared to enter the test room.

Arriving at the Tribute Court, seeing a long queue in front of the Tribute Court, Fang Yiai chuckled, and was about to join the ranks of examinees, but suddenly remembered an extremely urgent question.

paperwork!

Fang Yiai did not go to collect the documents issued by the Imperial College!

In the past few days, Fang Yiai has been reviewing books and asked Qin Qiong to find an excuse to ask the old doctor for leave, so that Fang Yiai has not been to the Imperial College for a few days, and naturally he has never received the paperwork for the examination.

Seeing that the Gongyuan was about to open, Fang Yiai suddenly became angry. The Guozijian and the Gongyuan were located in the northwest corner and the other was in the southwest corner. The straight line distance almost crossed Chang'an City. !
Seeing that there was no rush to get the documents, Fang Yiai was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, standing there scratching her head, wishing she could fly to the Imperial College with her wings.

Just when Fang Yiai was secretly anxious, the two handsome pilots walked forward slowly and stopped beside Fang Yiai.

Seeing Fang Yiai's anxious face, she lowered her head and muttered in silence, the two looked at each other, the corners of their mouths slightly raised, and their eyes were gloating.

The two handsome testers are none other than Changsun Jin, whom Fang Yiai regards as a rival in the test, and Xiao Jingming, the son of Xiao Chengqian, who was beaten by Fang Yiai before.

Looking at Fang Yiai, who was carrying an exam basket, Changsunjin rolled his eyes and guessed his thoughts instantly, "Isn't the number one on the list not carrying the paperwork?"

Changsun Jin's tone sounded in the ear, and Fang Yiai realized that the two came to the front, looked up, and seeing Changsun Jin and Xiao Jingming sneered, Fang Yiai felt a hint of displeasure in his heart.

"It turns out that the eldest grandson." After muttering, Fang Yiai made up his mind and felt that the Imperial College was going to fetch the documents. After calming down, he quickly turned around and prepared to go to the Imperial College in the northwest.

Xiao Jingming was about to make a speech to satirize Fang Yiai, so as to get his father Xiao Chengqian back, but before he signed up, he saw Fang Yiai's back.

Seeing that "He Zudao" was indifferent, Xiao Jingming snorted coldly. He and Changsun Jin are brothers from the same school. Both of them studied calligraphy under Gao Shilian. Having become arrogant, Xiao Jingming couldn't swallow the resentment at being ignored by Fang Yiai at this moment.

"A country boy who can only copy and write, how dare he be so arrogant. Waiting for the senior brother to win the Huiyuan, you will definitely be disgraced."

I have to say that Xiao Jingming's EQ is better than his father's, not at 01:30. He belittled "what's the point" in his words, and also praised the elder Sun Jin, who is extremely smooth in his life.

Hearing Xiao Jingming's flattery, Zhang Sunjin seemed to be very helpful. Looking at Fang Yiai's back, he sneered and said: "The competition is not just about calligraphy and poetry, the final question is Wan Sui himself. If you're not careful, your head will fall to the ground, so what's the point of being a maniac? It's not good until he offends the holy majesty!"

The cursing and ridicule of the two, Fang Yiai, who was walking quickly with his head bowed, naturally never heard it, and what he was thinking about right now was the paperwork for participating in the general examination. He probably wouldn't even notice.

Just as Fang Yiai was about to walk out of the street where the Gongyuan was located, two familiar voices suddenly came from his ears.

"Go slow at the top of the list!"

"Brother, slow down!"

Fang Yiai listened to it suddenly, and suddenly felt that the voice was a little familiar, but she didn't stop walking under the fascination.

After a while, Fang Yiai, who was walking forward, suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and then stopped.

Hou Balin stood panting behind Fang Yiai, with his right hand on his shoulder, looked at his elder brother with a puzzled face, and said, "Brother, are you drunk? Home, are you not going to take part in the country test?"

Until this time, Fang Yiai, who was obsessed with thinking about the "examination paperwork", was relieved. She turned her head and saw Hou Balin standing behind her, who was sweating profusely. The old doctor was walking towards Come by yourself.

"My dear brother, master."

While speaking, the old doctor had already come in front of Fang Yi'ai. Because of the rush of time, the old doctor didn't care to catch his breath, so he took out the "examination document" from the sleeve of his robe and handed it to Fang Yi'ai.

After handing over the documents to Fang Yiai, the old doctor squatted on the ground and said out of breath, "Zudao, are you planning to go to the Imperial Academy to collect the documents? This old man sent them to you."

Looking at the admission document with the vermilion seal of the Queen's Academy in her hand, Fang Yiai couldn't help feeling a little grateful to the old doctor and Hou Balin.

"It's all my fault for the students' recklessness, which made my master and virtuous brother worry about me." As she spoke, Fang Yiai carefully put the documents in her arms, and lowered her head to check the stationery utensils in the examination basket, and saw that they were all lying safely In the basket, the hanging heart finally let go.

Taking a breather, the old doctor got up and began to ask Fang Yiai and Hou Balin about the examination, especially looking at Fang Yiai with a look of eagerness for Jackie Chan.

While the three of them were exchanging pleasantries, three gongs were heard suddenly, and then the vermilion lacquer gate of the Gongyuan was slowly opened.

Seeing that the door of the Gongyuan opened, the candidates began to enter the arena one by one. The old doctor urged the two of them to hurry up and queue up.

Saying goodbye to the old doctor, Fang Yi'ai and his two brothers walked forward quickly, and with a squeak, they lined up at the end of the queue.

Following the crowd, they walked forward slowly, and after about half an hour, Fang Yiai and Fang Yiai arrived at the gate of the Gongyuan.

There were two rows of officers and soldiers standing in front of the gate, with a table in the center. Three officials checked the admission paperwork, while the officers and soldiers were busy distributing candles to the candidates and checking the paperwork.

After waiting to confirm the authenticity of the confirmed document, he crossed the table with the test basket, but before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by two soldiers with horizontal knives at their waists.

The soldiers first searched the baskets of the two people, and then went to check the sleeves and scarves of the robes. After confirming that they were not entrained, they handed three red candles to each of the two people.

After receiving the red candle, Fang Yiai was about to move forward with the test basket when she suddenly heard Hou Balin's long sigh from behind.

This long sigh attracted Fang Yiai's attention, but it also aroused the vigilance of the officials. The officials looked around Hou Balin, and then called him.

"Examinations in blue robes stand!"

After being called to stop by the officer, a trace of fear flashed across Hou Balin's face, and his eyes kept looking at the hem of his clothes. Judging from his eyes, it was likely that there was a ghost and a guilty conscience.

Seeing Hou Ba Lin's appearance, Fang Yiai yelled inwardly, "My silly brother won't be hiding anything, right?"

The official came up to Hou Balin, stared at his face for a moment, and then noticed his 300 taels of silver here and there, and the swaying eyes that looked at the hem of the skirt from time to time.

With a cold snort, the officer bent down and lifted the hem of Hou Balin's skirt. On the inner layer of the sworn Shu brocade, a layer of extremely neat small regular script could be seen, and Hou Balin really had something hidden in it!
(End of this chapter)