Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 340 Qionglin Banquet

Fang Yiai and Wang Youdao walked towards Wanhua Hall side by side, looking at the familiar corridors and verandas around, Fang Yiai smiled wryly, shook her head and murmured: "I don't know if this is the last time I will walk in this pink palace wall. "

Wang Youdao looked sideways, and whispered, "Why should the son-in-law be so pessimistic, the empress has promised to try her best to deal with it before, so the son-in-law's life should be fine, but this suffering son-in-law will inevitably suffer some suffering."

Reminded by Wang Youdao, Fang Yiai thought of her eldest grandson Wuji and Cai Shaobing who were waiting for her in the procuratorate, and said helplessly: "I have copper tendons and iron bones to deal with that cruel brat, but I saw a dragon at the Qionglin Banquet. Yan, I'm afraid that the power of the sky is unpredictable!"

"The son-in-law is usually very intelligent, so why did he lose his position when something happened?" Wang Youdao stopped, looked around for a few times, and whispered in Fang Yi'ai's ear: "The imperial examination is the foundation of governing the country. Talent can rely entirely on this matter, and right now the son-in-law's first prize is exactly what people want, and all the candidates in the world are waiting for the son-in-law's Donghua gate to roll his name and parade through the streets. Long live even if you don't read it."

In the middle of speaking, Wang Youdao's face changed suddenly, and his tone that was not very big once again weakened by three points, "Long live, even if you don't think about the love of your son-in-law, you always have to weigh the thoughts of the scholars in the world, not to mention that Prime Minister Fang is a member of the literary class Chief Minister, the old acquaintances of disciples are all over the world, and the people's aspirations are even more biased towards the son-in-law."

After Wang Youdao finished speaking, he straightened his expression and walked quickly towards Wanhua Hall with a broom in his hand, leaving only Fang Yiai standing there, nodding his head and meditating. After a long while, a smile of enlightenment appeared on his solemn face .

"Director Wang's words are right. How could I have forgotten all the classmates in the Imperial College, as well as the brothers of the same year in the Gongyuan!"

"I've been frightened and stupid now! If Guichai finds out, they will laugh at me for being impetuous!"

Fang Yiai thought of Xie Yaohuan who was suffering in the procuratorate, and the smile that had just appeared disappeared in an instant, replaced by frowning eyebrows, and water could almost be squeezed out between the brows.

Arriving at the Wanhua Hall, although there is still some time before noon, the maids of honor have already started to prepare the banquet utensils. There are forty or fifty rectangular tables in Nuoda’s Wanhua Hall, and the wine vessels on them are all It is white porcelain painted with gold, but the specifications are so high that Fang Yiai has never seen it before.

Because the "Qionglin Banquet" is a wedding banquet for new scholars. Although the scale is not as large as state banquets and royal family banquets, it is a banquet of the highest standard for courtiers. This shows Li Shimin's determination and attitude in selecting talents and appointments. .

Wang Youdao stayed Fang Jun in the side hall of the Wanhua Hall, muttered a few words to him, and then hurried back to the Lizheng Hall to work.

Seeing Wang Youdao off, Fang Yiai looked at the Ten Thousand Flowers Hall through the bamboo curtain. Fang Yiai saw all the palace maids busy, and her uneasy heart calmed down, "I wonder if Shu'er woke up last night. She was taken lightly by her!"

Once a cat has tasted the taste of meat, let it eat grains and grains, but it is like chewing wax. After Fang Yiai's charming experience last night, she has also completed the transformation from a boy to a man. Until this time, the new Ke The number one scholar really understood the meaning of the four words "knowing the taste of the marrow".

"Where did Shu'er learn it? Could it be that the maid in the palace taught her?"

Standing in front of the bamboo curtain, Fang Yiai lowered his head and smiled, reminiscing about the sweetness of last night. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, remembering that he was in the Daming Palace with strict rules and regulations. Those messy thoughts were taken back by him.

"What's wrong with me? Why don't I know I'm afraid when it's about to happen?!" With a sigh, Fang Yiai slowly closed her eyes, and began to imagine the various interrogations that might be encountered at the Qionglin Banquet later, as well as Adding insult to injury from Changsun Wuji and Xiao Yu.

It was noon, and after the court meeting, Li Shimin's monarchs and ministers walked to the Wanhua Hall. During a burst of chatting and laughing, the monarchs and ministers took their seats one after another. After their banquet, there were probably more than [-] single dining tables vacant, obviously for the deceased. I love waiting for a first-class Jinshi to prepare.

Li Shimin sat on the main seat in the center, looked around at the ministers of the literary class on the left and right, and after confirming that everyone had arrived, he said to Bai Jian beside him, "Call the new scholars to come in."

After Bai Jian responded, she turned her head and winked at the little eunuch beside her, and was about to walk out of the Wanhua Hall with her "little brother", when she turned around, she happened to see Fang Yiai standing in the bamboo curtain of the outer hall.

"God! Why is Fang Jun standing in the outer hall? What will happen if he is missing the number one scholar in the roll call later!"

With a mutter behind her back, Bai Jian asked a few young eunuchs to go outside the palace gate to greet the Jinshi, while she took small steps to avoid everyone's eyes and ears, and came to the outer hall with a panicked expression.

Seeing that Fang Yiai closed her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking, Bai Jian patted Zhuangyuan Gong's shoulder behind her in desperation, and at the same time made a gesture of silence.

Seeing that Bai Jian "slipped" behind her at some point, Fang Yiai was quite surprised, looked through the bamboo curtain at Li Shimin's monarch and ministers in the Wanhua Hall, and whispered: "Director, when will I face the saint?"

"Mian Sheng? Who brought you to the outer hall?" Bai Jian wiped the sweat from her forehead, stretched out her hand to pick up Fang Jun, and led him quietly out of the Wanhua Hall.

Standing on the corridor of the imperial garden, Bai Jian said with a bitter face: "Duke Zhuangyuan, how did you enter the palace? Those new scholars are all waiting outside the palace gate, thanks to our family seeing you, otherwise I will be rude later!"

Faced with Bai Jian's question, Fang Yiai deliberately concealed the fact that he was announced by Wang Youdao to enter the Lizheng Palace, and instead said lightly: "Director, my life is at stake when I enter the Wanhua Hall. Faux pas, but nothing."

"Come on, don't be so pessimistic"

Bai Jian wanted to comfort Fang Yiai with a few words, but then she thought that he was a dead character anyway, so she couldn't help but let out a discouraged "Hi", "Life and death depend on fate, and a good son-in-law has his own destiny. Keep your heart safe and secure in your stomach.”

After half a cup of tea, seventeen Xinke Scholars walked slowly into the imperial garden under the leadership of the young eunuch. When they passed by Fang Yiai, they were stopped by Bai Jian.

"Duke Zhuangyuan, please join the team." Said, Bai Jian stood at the front of the team, led Fang Yiai and others and rushed towards the Wanhua Hall.

In front of the Ten Thousand Flowers Hall, Bai Jian cupped her hands through the green gauze and bamboo curtains and said, "Long live, eighteen first-class Jinshi from this department are now waiting for orders outside the hall."

Li Shimin sipped the tea lightly, looked at the mellow tea soup, and said with a smile: "Tell them to come in by roll call!"

After finishing speaking, Li Shimin put down the teacup in his hand, turned sideways to Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui in the table on the left and said with a smile: "You two prime ministers, I have a question in my mind, and I have to say it after the Qionglin Banquet today. "

"Whose disciple is the No. [-] scholar in this department? You can't split him in half and distribute it to my two older brothers, right?"

As soon as this remark came out, some people were happy and some were worried.

Fang Xuanling cupped his hands with a smile, and said with great comfort: "I'm really ashamed to say that I haven't taught Zudao many lessons, but I think this proud student will fall under Brother Ruhui's school."

Although Du Ruhui smiled brightly, but in his heart he felt as if he had eaten a pound of Coptis chinensis, as much pain as he wanted, "Oh, I can't hold back your good son, you must pay attention to the movements of the old man later, Don't let this old boy come up in one breath, and leave before me!"

Seeing that Du Ruhui was silent, Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling thought he was weighing who the number one student was, and they couldn't help but say a rare joke in a happy mood.

"Ruhui, I think you just taught He Zudao how to play chess, but this number one student will belong to Xuanling's sect."

"Brother Ruhui taught He Zudao chess carefully, thinking about it, he definitely put more effort into it than Fang, so this student should be counted as brother Du's disciple."

Hearing the humbly resignation of the two, Du Ruhui, who was already upset, sneered, and said in a daze, "Okay, let's count it under my sect!"

"What about me! I'm just being humble to you, you old man has no manners at all!"

Du Ru gave Fang Xuanling a blank look, and smiled wryly in his heart: "Be humble? He is your son himself! You can wait and see this good show later!"

Fang Xuanling lost the "No. [-] student" for no reason, and was about to speak out against Du Ruhui, but was interrupted by Bai Jian's high-pitched voice.

"Wang Long, the No. 19 Jinshi in the palace examination, entered the palace to participate in the emperor's face."

"No. 8 Jinshi Wei Haogu in the palace examination, enter the palace to participate in the emperor's face."

The roll calls sounded, and the new division Jinshi walked into the Wanhua Hall one by one. Everyone present was full of interest, but Fang Yi'ai frowned slightly, looking very much like a little daughter-in-law waiting to be veiled in a bridal chamber.

"Sun Jin, No. 2 in the palace examination, enters the palace to participate in the emperor's face."

When Changsun Jin entered the Ten Thousand Flowers Hall, only Fang Yiai, the number one scholar, was left standing outside the door alone.

Bai Jian glanced at Fang Yi'ai, gave a wry smile, and then said at the top of her voice, "The number one scholar in the palace examination is so unreasonable, enter the palace to participate in the emperor's face."

As soon as these words came out, Li Shimin and his ministers, who were holding cups of wine, put down the cups in their hands one after another, looking at the door of the hall with anticipation in their eyes, obviously wanting to see the champion of the new department who was named on the gold list and won the toad palace elegant demeanor.

(End of this chapter)