Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 320 Good News Entering the Palace

First!

   is actually the first!

  Liu Jie doesn't have high expectations of himself.

  In this life, he has experienced too many setbacks and setbacks.

  He even prepared for the worst.

  My father is an extremely human minister, maybe even God thinks it's a bit too much.

  That's why he became such an unworthy son. Not only could he fail to honor his family and make his father more beautiful, but he even felt that he had humiliated his father.

  He knelt down slowly and uncontrollably, kneeling in the snow.

  The cold wind blew on his face like a shuttle, and the coldness faded away, but he didn't realize it.

  In my ears, I heard many comments: "Liu Jie, which Liu Jie is it..."

   "The son of Duke Liu, the chief assistant, who else can there be besides him."

   "It's true that the tiger father has no dogs and sons. His father is the chief assistant, and his son is Xieyuan of Beizhili. It's another good story when I think about it."

  People are the most realistic.

  At the beginning, he was often ridiculed and ridiculed. Even if no one made fun of him face to face, he could still see the look behind his smiling face when others treated him.

  The son of your majestic chief assistant is actually only a scholar. After studying for thirty years, is there no one in Juren?

  But now, a good story has been made, everyone envies, everyone envies, envies that God has added all the glory to the Liu family, and envies that one family and one family name can enjoy this rain and dew.

  Liu Jie had already got up from the snow. He raised his eyes and glanced at the list again, and his name was impressively listed.

  He turned his head just now, with tears in his eyes, he suddenly smiled, then stumbled, walking against the crowd.

  He hasn't socialized with people for many years, and not many people know him. Many people think that because of his fame, he has gone crazy.

  So they all made way for him and looked at him with sympathetic eyes.

   In the ears, there were voices asking questions one after another: "The second place, who is this Wu Zhi? Who is the third place Zhou Yanchang, and..."

  Finally someone noticed the weirdness. They found that in the top fifteen positions, except for two well-known talents from Beizhili, the other thirteen people were all unknown.

  Everyone looked at the list in bewilderment.

  Suddenly, someone said: "Then Wu Zhi, isn't that the scholar who studied in Xishan Academy and was ridiculed by others?"

  Everyone heard it, and suddenly, someone also reacted: "There is also the third place Zhou Yanchang, this person... seems... I have the impression that he is also in Xishan..."

  Xishan...all are Xishan.

   Gradually, everyone discovered a major event. The entire list was almost occupied by students from Xishan.

   One after another, the people who ranked at the top of the list were all from Xishan.

  In addition to those two talented men from Beizhili, there is also Liu Jie at the top of the list.

   That is to say, among the top fifteen people, thirteen people are from Xishan.

  The eyes of those who failed the exam were straightened.

   Their first reaction was to want to die.

  Especially there are some stereotyped essays that are not bad. They thought they had hope for high school this time, but now they just failed the exam. They... want to die.

  If there were no thirteen people from Xishan, maybe I would have made the list.

   "Xishan Academy...is it the Xishan Academy of Uncle Xinjian?"

   "It is the Xishan Academy of Uncle Xinjian and his disciples, where they teach new learning..."

  Those who wanted to shout about injustice suddenly fell silent!

It’s Uncle Xinjian. You can hate him, but you have to be convinced. His six disciples dominated the list at the beginning, and beat up scholars all over the world. Now these twelve scholars from Xishan occupy the list of the township examination. ...and not so surprising.

  The capital...boiling...

  ...

   It was noon at this time.

  Liu Jian was restless in drafting the memorial in the warm pavilion. The emperor didn't summon him today, so he guessed the purpose. His Majesty knew that today was a big day for him, so he really didn't have the heart to go to the king's prelude.

  Although Liu Jian had prepared for the worst, but... deep down in his heart, he was still irritable for no reason.

  He comforted himself that there should always be shortcomings in life, so don’t worry about it, the more you care, it will put more pressure on your son.

  So with a smile on his face, he tried his best to do what he should do as usual, and the whole cabinet seemed to be extra cautious today.

Both Li Dongyang and Xie Qian hid in their duty room and did not come out. Normally, they would invite Mr. Liu to have a drink of tea in their spare time to refresh themselves. The land ticket is prepared to write a memorial.

  Anyone can feel that there is a strange and embarrassing atmosphere in this cabinet.

  But at this moment, a scribe walked hurriedly and said, "Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu..."

  This abrupt voice broke the silence in the cabinet.

  Suddenly, many people showed dissatisfaction.

  But the scribe didn't care, and ignored the Wenyuan Pavilion, that is, the dissatisfied eyes of everyone in the front hall of the cabinet, almost rushed into Liu Jian's room on duty.

   "Grand Liu, great joy."

  After the scribe entered Liu Jian's duty room, he bowed down to Liu Jian, trembling with excitement.

  Liu Jian raised his eyes and looked at the scribe in astonishment.

  The scribe yelled: "Young master is in high school, high school."

   "..." Liu Jian was startled, his eyes were blank.

  But in the surrounding value rooms, it was as if they exploded all of a sudden.

   Li Dongyang wanted to get up, but after thinking about it carefully, he sat down again. He had to calm down, how can the cabinet bachelor be so restless, let's listen first.

  Xie Qianben was drafting the ticket, and he pulled the strokes in his hand, and this hand jerked, directly blurring the memorabilia into a ball of ink.

  Hanlin and the scribes couldn't hold their breath anymore, and they went out to explore their brains one after another.

   "What did you say? He... he... hit?"

   After a brief stunned moment, Liu Jian stared at the scribe and asked, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

   Then, a burst of joy began to arise in the depths of my heart.

But... this joy, he had to do his best to suppress it, he was afraid, really afraid, afraid that it was a dream, afraid that everything in front of him was not real, so he didn't dare to be overly happy, desperately Suppressing my emotions.

  The clerk said with a smile on his face: "That's right, my son is in high school, and more than that, the high school student is the first in the top list of the Beizhili Township Examination in the 13th year of Hongzhi, and the son is Jieyuan for Beizhili!"

   "..."

  Liu Jian was really shocked, his eyes widened, and his pupils began to shrink.

  Solution...solution element...

  How could it be... Jieyuan...

  In the past, you couldn't even win the Juren.

  The Jieyuan of Shuntian Mansion may not have high gold content in the past, especially in the eyes of southern scholars, but with the rise of Ouyang Zhi and others, the northern talents have begun to faintly have a tendency to fight against the southern scholars.

  Even he has never won Xie Yuan.

   He asked incredulously, "Really?"

   "Students dare to deceive Mr. Liu, seriously!" The scribe was so excited that his voice was hoarse.

   All of a sudden, the scribes and Hanlin outside began to boil.

   Amazing.

  At the beginning, everyone discussed in private, saying that this time, Mr. Liu’s son was going to lose his name again. Who would have expected that the world would be turned upside down in an instant!

This year's test questions are very difficult. In fact, many Hanlin and scribes have tried to solve this question secretly after learning about the test questions. What kind of people are Hanlin, and they are all profound in knowledge, but they can do it in a day. I managed to come up with a fairly beautiful stereotyped essay, but I still felt that I had racked my brains and spent countless energy.

  Unexpectedly, Young Master Liu...

  Everyone went crazy, poured into the guard room, and bowed to Liu Jian one after another: "Congratulations, Mr. Liu..."

   "The next official came to congratulate Mr. Liu."

   "Ahem!" It was Xie Qian's voice. Xie Qian couldn't bear it anymore, and came in with his hands behind his back, coughing majestically, meaning, what did he say.

  All Hanlin and scribes quickly stopped talking, they were more afraid of the harsh Xie Gong.

  Xie Qian stepped forward and said, "Mr. Liu, congratulations."

   After he finished speaking, Liu Jiancai looked up and stared at Xie Qian: "Liu Jie...knowing Yuan after passing the exam?"

   Until now... he still thought he was dreaming.

   "Yes, Mr. Liu, that's right, who dares to deceive Mr. Liu, haha..." Xie Qian laughed, obviously very happy for Liu Jian.

   And then, Liu Jian's behavior was surprising.

He used to kneel and sit behind the desk, and because of kneeling, he often had to take off his boots, but Liu Jian suddenly woke up. Standing up abruptly, he said: "My son... I have won, my son... finally shined on the lintel and won the Liu family's glory!"

  He wept and said these words, and then, without boots, just wearing foot wraps, he hurried away.

   "Liu Gong, where are you going?"

   "Go home! Go home!" Liu Jian's voice trembled, with a feeling that I also have today.

  Back when I was named on the gold list, and when I entered the cabinet to pay homage to the prime minister, I have never felt such joy.

  My Liu Jian's son, why is it so bad? It doesn't exist. The Liu family has a family of poems and books, and a scholarly family.

   So… go home.

  The sky is falling, and this matter has to be put on hold, let it go, and I want to see my son.

  He has already stepped out of the cabinet under the astonished eyes of countless people.

  Behind him, someone came to his senses.

  Xie Qian saw the boots on the ground and couldn't help shouting: "Grand Liu, boots, boots, you don't have boots on. Come on, hurry up and catch up. It's snowing outside, how can Mr. Liu survive without boots."

  So everyone hurriedly chased them out.

  Li Dongyang calmly walked out of his room with his hands behind his back.

   Then, he was a little confused.

this…

  The routine is a bit wrong.

   Originally, I wanted to show a little calmness, but when everyone else was very excited, I slowly went over to congratulate, but it was too slow, but Liu Gong was in a hurry... and left.

   Does this count as eating *not even hot enough?

  He shook his head and smiled wryly.

  There are excuses, there are excuses, Mr. Liu has been aggrieved for too long.

  (end of this chapter)