Chapter 344
Fang Yiai pointed at the sin clothes, looked at the glaring ink black word "crime" on it, and faltered to Bai Jian, "Brother, what is this?"

Bai Jian kept rubbing the wooden pole of the fly broom with both hands, with a rather embarrassed expression: "Brother, this is the oral order of the Long Live Lord, and I have not recruited it."

"Long live God's oral order? The number one scholar's red robe hides the crime clothes."

"This is the chance that Long Live gave me!"

Comparing the sin clothes with Li Shimin's previous words, Fang Yi'ai, who was about to face a catastrophe, instantly realized the deep meaning, "Long live, do you want me to apologize to the world? Apologize in front of the people in the city?"

Seeing Fang Yiai looking at the sin clothes and laughing and frowning, Bai Jian's eyes were full of panic, "Aren't you frightened?"

With a grunt, Bai Jian stretched out her hand to poke Fang Yiai, and urged her in a soft but eager tone: "Brother, eighteen new scholars are waiting for you outside. Hurry up and change your clothes!"

Fang Yiai was urged, and without time to think about it, with the help of Bai Jian, she hurriedly put the sin clothes and red robe on her body.

Bai Jian put the flower-arranged gauze hat on for Fang Yi'ai, turned left and right a few times, and smiled wryly, "Not to mention, my brother really looks like a champion."

Seeing that Bai Jian was commensurate with his brother again and again, no matter how anxious Fang Yiai was, she could see through his thoughts.

Fang Yiai cupped his hands, and said righteously: "Boss Bai, if this time he can receive the grace of the Holy Spirit and survive, Fang Jun is willing to become friends with the boss!"

"Good brother, my brother's identity is a bit special. The love of Jinlan is just in our hearts. You must not tell others about it."

After finishing speaking, Bai Jian put away her smiling expression, walked out of the side hall with a dignified expression, and walked straight towards Zhang Sunjin and other new scholars.

Fang Yiai came out with her skirts up, and when everyone saw the number one scholar in a red robe and gauze cap, they all exclaimed from the bottom of their hearts, "What a handsome number one scholar."

When Fang Yiai was about to stand at the top of the new division Jinshi, Bai Jian cleared her throat and said loudly: "The auspicious time has come, all the Jinshi will leave the palace with our family from Donghuamen!"

Bai Jian walked forward slowly with Fang Jun and others, but worried all the civil servants in Wanhua Hall.

Fang Xuanling looked at his son carefully through the green gauze and bamboo curtains, with worry in his eyes, "What did Wansui say to Ai'er at the Nuan Pavilion just now? Didn't Ai'er slap Wansui in the face by crossing the horse and parading through the street?"

"Hey, it's all my fault for being confused. Why didn't I see that Ai'er has such profound talents? Who did he learn from? Du Ruhui?"

Fang Xuanling looked at Du Ruhui beside him, but what he got was an innocent shake of his head and hands from the old man.

The eldest grandson Wuji and Xiao Yu stood side by side, looking at Fang Yiai who was slowly moving forward, his eyes were cloudy and cloudy for a while, his eyes were cloudy and cloudy, just like Fang Du, they couldn't figure out what was going on above the Nuan Pavilion. The mind of an emperor through the ages.

After Li Shimin punched and kicked to vent his anger, the anger in his heart gradually subsided. He heard that Bai Jian led the crowd to Donghua Gate to sing their names out of the palace. Looked over.

Li Shimin looked down at Fang Jun from a high position, saw that he was wearing a red robe, and he was as handsome as ever. After pondering for a while, he let out a nearly silent cold snort, "If you are still as sharp as before, how can you make such a big deal?!"

Fang Yi'ai followed Bai Jian, and when she walked up to Your Excellency Nuan, she raised her head and looked up, out of shame.

After seeing the bright yellow dragon garment worn by Li Shimin, Fang Yiai's uneasy heart instantly calmed down a bit, and she quickly looked away and stepped forward, all she could think about was the coarse linen sin garment hidden under the champion's red robe.

Walking through the corridors of the palace, Changsunjin, Xiao Jingming, and Zhang Wen looked at Fang Yiai, who was at the forefront of the Shinke Scholars, and all of them showed complacency and mockery in their eyes.

"No matter you are He Zudao or Fang Yiai, there is only one fate for offending my eldest grandson's family, and that is death!"

"Fang Jun! You went to the prison at night to poison my elder brother Xiao Rui. If you don't avenge this revenge, I, Xiao Jingming, swear not to be a human being!"

"Hey hey, you also told me to climb the street to shame me, I'll see how you straddle the street later, it's all retribution!"

When they came to the Donghua Gate, the two courtiers had already been waiting for a long time with red silk in their hands. Beside them were three white horses. The horses were all extremely handsome. They were obviously Xiliang horses used by the royal family.

There is a red silk flower ball tied on the chest of the white horse in the moment, and there is a yellow silk sash about a foot long on the saddle pad on the back. The color, but today only the number one scholar can enjoy such an honor.

Bai Jian turned around to look at Fang Yiai and the other 19 people, and said loudly: "Xinke No. [-] Scholar, No. [-], and Tanhua get on the saddle, and the rest of the Xinke Scholars follow on foot."

After Bai Jian's words fell, the two courtiers at the side opened the red silk, and began the "Donghuamen roll call" that ancient literati dreamed of.

"What is the point of being a first-ranked Jinshi in today's department, the number one scholar and the first, and the toad palace wins the laurels, get on the horse!"

When singing the word "Get on the Horse", the courtier intentionally lengthened the ending sound, and Fang Yiai's heart surged when he heard it, and he thought behind his back: "Donghua Gate is a good man!"

After finishing speaking, the No. [-] Scholar actually made a move that stunned everyone present - taking off his robe.

Fang Yiai took off the number one scholar's red robe and red silk embroidered flowers on the chest, and then revealed the white linen crime clothes that are particularly eye-catching today.

Folding the red robe neatly, Fang Yiai handed both hands to Bai Jian, cupped her hands and said, "Please keep it for the manager."

Fang Yiai took off the gauze hat with flowers on her head, and exposed her hair bun tied with white cloth. After Bai Jian took over the gauze hat without knowing it, Fang Yiai strode forward, avoiding the courtiers. The white imperial horse walked towards the outside of the palace gate.

Zhuangyuanlang's series of surprising actions has long since stunned everyone including Bai Jian.

"What do you mean? Zhuangyuan Lang paraded through the streets wearing sin clothes? This is the first time I've heard of it since Pangu was born!"

Zhang Wen stared dumbfounded at Fang Yiai's leaving back, and murmured, "Why are you so frightened?"

"Hmph!" Changsun Jin snorted coldly, and said with a flick of his sleeves, "I just want to be forgiven by Long Live? Where did he get his sin clothes?"

Filled with doubts, Sun Jin and Tan Hua, the second-best elders, boarded the saddle one after another. Under the reins and horses led by two courtiers, they walked towards the Donghua Gate in good spirits.

The courtier held the imperial horse originally prepared for Fang Jun, looked at Bai Jian and murmured, "Master, this horse."

"What's wrong with the horse? Didn't you see that I'm still holding the red robe and gauze hat of Zhuangyuan Lang? Follow along!"

After reprimanding the unsightly courtiers, Bai Jian strode forward wearing a red robe and gauze hat, and couldn't help but sweat for Fang Yiai behind her back, "What's wrong with my brother? I will go to Chang'an downtown later. Seeing his appearance like this, the common people will be blown away!"

Fang Yiai led the way, and after walking out of the Donghua Gate, she looked at the gate of the Daming Palace, which was already full of common people, lowered her head and gave a wry smile, "The commoner is at the top of the list, I'm going to lose my face!"

Under the horrified gaze of the imperial guards, Fang Yiai walked out of the Daming Palace slowly. As soon as she walked out of the palace gate, there was quite a commotion.

"My God! The one who walks in the front is the number one scholar?"

"Why did He Bangshou come out wearing a criminal clothes? Shouldn't he be parading around the street with flowers and red horses?"

"Could it be that he was drunk at the Qionglin Banquet and beat up Lord Long Live?"

"Don't be silly! I've seen Zhuangyuan Lang's drinking capacity before in Wufenglou. Besides, on such an important occasion today, can He Bangshou drink too much?"

Fang Yiai walked into the crowd, and the people around the audience turned sideways to give way, looking at him with either horror or puzzlement, but they didn't have a normal expression anyway.

Changsun Jin rode behind Fang Yiai on horseback, looking at the ink black characters on his back, the corner of the No. [-] man's mouth slightly raised, and he whispered in a dark voice: "The prestige of the top of the list, the No. It's like passing water, and there is no turning back!"

Walking in the busy city, Fang Yiai stared straight ahead with burning eyes, and turned a blind eye to everyone's inquiries and exclamations, but after hearing a small tone, his already open-minded heart suddenly lifted up.

"Isn't this the second son of Prime Minister Fang, the current No. [-] Scholar in the new science and martial arts, Princess Gaoyang's son-in-law, Fang Jun and Fang Yiai!"

(End of this chapter)

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