One Thought Feixian

Chapter 739 Into the Palace Face Saint
The gold list was posted, causing a sensation in the whole city.

The whole of Kyoto, the sun is shining, the flowers are blooming, and the birds are singing together.

After the announcement of the rankings, all high school students who were hand-picked must wear the uniforms issued by the imperial court, pass through Qingyun Street, and enter the palace to face the saint.

This Qingyun Street is facing the gate of the imperial palace, and it is extremely wide. Walking through this street means getting ahead and rising to the top.

At this time, the ground of Qingyun Street was covered with a red carpet. On both sides of the street, people's heads were admiring, and there were countless people watching.

The three-year scientific examination, the grand ceremony of the country, and the grand event in the literary world are all about the nerves of people all over the world. Countless people come from afar just to watch such a lively event and witness the literary style of the dynasty.

Jiang Yi wore a big red robe and rode a big red horse. On the left and right sides, there were five majestic golden armored warriors standing on each side. Someone held a hand-picked imperial decree, blared a gong to clear the way, cheered and hugged, cheered and cheered, and the cannon shook the sky. The streets are decorated with lights and festoons.

"The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and I can see all the flowers in Kyoto in one day!"

When Jiang Yi was studying, such scenes were also recorded in the book, and he was also very addicted, yearning, getting the title on the gold list, attracting the attention of all the audience, becoming the focus of the audience, ceremonies, cheers, getting ahead, this is the dream of every scholar, But now, it was realized by Jiang Yi.

Seeing such a scene, a sense of pride arises spontaneously, elated, life is happy, hearty and refreshing.

After today, who doesn't know you?

After ten years of cold windows, no one asked, and became famous all over the world in one fell swoop. This is the imperial examination.

Jiang Yi's No. [-] Scholar Jidi has achieved what countless people dream of, and feels that life is like this, and death is without regret.

"It's no wonder that scholars all over the world are trying their best to compete for the top spot. It's really wonderful. If I were an ordinary scholar, I would be content with this kind of treatment in this life. Unfortunately, such a scene is just a reflection in the mirror to me." Flowers, the moon in the water, are just a flash in the pan.”

Jiang Yi secretly said in his heart.

There is deep hatred on him, such a beautiful scenery does not belong to him.

Soon, Jiang Yi saw Su Qian, the Immortal in the Painting, and those new scholars who had been named on the gold list, all of them were wearing brand-new dresses, and they were full of spring breeze, stepping forward one after another.

But this dress is different.

Jiang Yi was dressed in a big red robe, the most eye-catching and dazzling, which attracted the attention of countless people.

Today, he is the protagonist, and the others are all green leaves, and they are all his foils. Su Qian is like this, and the fairy in the painting is like this. Even if he is not convinced, it is useless, and he has to obediently follow behind.

After being named on the gold list, one must wear a dress and parade through Qingyun Street to let the people admire the style of writing. This is a rule passed down from generation to generation, and it is an incomparably great honor for literati.

When Jiang Yi came to Qingyun Street, there was a huge commotion in the crowd in an instant.

The crowd of onlookers knelt on the ground one after another, their expressions excited, and they shouted loudly: "See Zhuangyuan Gong!"

The shouts shook the sky, rolled up, spread to every inch of land, every corner of the capital city, even in the deep palace compound, could be clearly heard, and lasted for a long time.

The reputation of the number one scholar in the imperial examination has an immeasurable status, whether in the court or among the people.

The folks even regard the champion as the Wenqu star from the sky who descends to earth and worships and admires him.

However, in the past dynasties, there have been a lot of champions. Although there are countless people watching each session, not every champion can be worshiped by the people. treatment.

Jiang Yi's pseudonym Lifeng was the biggest dark horse in this year's imperial examinations. He won the first prize in one fell swoop. Although his name was unknown, the articles he wrote surpassed the splendid articles and poems and paintings, and won the approval of the people, so Everyone respects, everyone admires, and pays homage.

This is what he earned by relying on his strength, and it is by no means a fluke.

However, Jiang Yi was still taken aback, he didn't expect that he would get so many visits.

So many people, with admiration and kindness in their hearts, each with a thought, condensed on him and merged into one furnace, which instantly made his thought power greatly increased, and the benefits were endless.

Jiang Yi was very moved and responded with a smile.

When others give kindness, he also returns it with kindness.

Hu Yunsheng was also wearing a formal dress and followed among the crowd. He looked at this scene and felt even more resentful. He clenched his fists, his nails dug deep into the flesh, and blood flowed out. He didn't feel any pain.

Su Qian looked at Jiang Yi's back, frowned, and thought to himself, "Destiny is destiny! Heaven's movement is healthy, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement; the terrain is Kun, and a gentleman carries virtue... This person actually wrote such ghosts and gods." Unfathomable article, not only that, but the theory of governing the country and spiritual thoughts in the article are actually in line with the teacher, and he lives in the bamboo garden. Could it be that he is also a disciple trained by the teacher? Impossible, the teacher is a great scholar of literature, open and aboveboard, no Where did this kid come from to do such shady things? This level of literary talent is by no means an obscure and idle person."

He kept guessing Jiang Yi's identity in his heart, and even doubted his mentor Pang Tiandu. He had a lot of thoughts, but he couldn't figure it out.

Even if he breaks his head, he will not link this person with Jiang Yi, the prince of Dali Kingdom, because he has never been to Lizhou, nor has he met Jiang Yi.

But he could tell that Jiang Yi was a man with profound martial arts.

"It's a disgrace to the world's literati for a martial artist to win the No. [-] Scholar position with his articles!" He was also very dissatisfied in his heart.

The fairy's eyes in the painting also fell on Jiang Yi's body, revealing a sinister look.

He was originally the No. [-] pick, but now he has only won the No. [-] pick, and the gap is very large, so the breakthrough failed and fell short.

"If the sky wants to kill him, he must first make him crazy. Please, please, Mr. Zhuangyuan? He will disappear completely soon. I will kill him secretly, and I can take part of his luck back from him, so that maybe we can make up for it." My loss!"

He thought fiercely in his heart.

This Qingyun Street is actually not very long, it is about a thousand feet long, and it took a full incense stick of time to pass through it and arrive at the palace gate.

The forbidden area of ​​the palace is strictly controlled, and horses are not allowed to pass through, so everyone has to dismount and walk.

However, this big red carpet has been spread from Qingyun Street to the central hall.

After Jiang Yi entered the palace, he walked forward while observing, and immediately found that the palace was extremely huge, probably a hundred times the size of the Dali Kingdom's palace. The ground was paved with white jade, and the surrounding palaces were made of precious golden nanmu. , looks majestic, majestic and magnificent.

Soldiers guarded everywhere.

The worst of these soldiers are powerful martial arts masters, like sculptures, standing still, but exuding a powerful force.

Not only that, Jiang Yi felt that there were many terrifying auras in the palace of the Central Dynasty, such as dragons lurking in the abyss and moths in the deep sea, which were creepy.

In short, this imperial palace, like a dragon's pool and a tiger's lair, is as strong as a cloud. It is probably the most dangerous place in the world today. No one can act wild in it.

Soon, under the leadership of several civil servants, they walked along the big red carpet to the central hall.

This hall is located in the center of the entire palace, facing the gate of the palace, and is the largest palace in the entire palace.

This central hall is the center of the central dynasty where civil and military officials go to court every day, discuss major affairs of the country, and control the power of the world. It is resplendent and majestic.

"All Xinke Scholars, enter the hall and face the saint!"

Suddenly, a long voice came out from the palace and resounded in everyone's ears.

Jiang Yi paused, then stepped into the hall first, followed by others.

As soon as he entered the main hall, Jiang Yi's spirit was shaken, and he immediately felt a mighty aura of the emperor's grace spreading over his face. Everything was full of things, the sacred order was hard to violate, and it was full of endless etiquette, rules, and solemnity.

There are many officials in this hall, but they are very quiet and silent, they are neatly arranged on both sides of the hall, their expressions are solemn and meticulous.

Many people had never seen such a terrible scene, and suddenly they turned pale with fright, trembled all over, and almost fainted.

Even Hu Yunsheng, the son of the governor of Pingzhou, clenched his fists and looked around, both nervous and excited.

As long as Jiang Yi, Su Qian, and the Immortal in the painting walked forward calmly and unhurriedly.

Jiang Yi secretly looked at the situation in the hall, and found that standing in front of all civil and military officials were Sangong, Pang Tiandu, Zuo Zongting, and Bao Qianxun.

Behind Sangong, there are several young people, who are not wearing official uniforms, but brocade and silk, obviously they are the princes of the Central Dynasty.

The nine princes, Huangfu Ba, were impressively listed.

Although Jiang Yi had never seen the other princes, he was able to tell a few of them through the "spirit search technique".

Right in front of the main hall, there is a high platform with nine steps, and a golden dragon and a phoenix are carved in the middle, "dragon and phoenix present auspicious picture".

In the middle of this high platform, there is a large red gold dragon chair, which is supreme.

At this moment, Qingtian Great Emperor Wei'an's body sat on this dragon chair, exuding a huge aura of a real dragon all over his body, he was the Son of Destiny, the destiny of destiny.

In front of it, there was a huge jade case, on which were placed cinnabar paper and pens, a pile of neat memorials, and a square red gold box.

What is contained in this box is the jade seal of the Central Dynasty, the treasure of the town, and the token of succession. It was taken over from the hands of the sage and supernatural powers.

For example, if a scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken drafts an imperial decree to be canonized as a first-rank official, and the imperial seal is stamped with the seal of the jade seal, then this person will ascend to the sky in one step, from the silt to the clouds, and everyone who sees him will come down. Kneeling and saluting, with "Master Guan" in his mouth, and one order can kill people.

(End of this chapter)