There are three Dachu Examinations, scheduled for February 9th, 12th, and 15th, each for three days. Because it is held in spring, it is also called "Chunwei".
After the fifteenth day, Chun Wei is just around the corner. But Su Bingwen still does what he should do every day, without any sign of nervousness. After half a month, finally ushered in the first trial of Chunwei. Before dawn, he took the small parcel arranged by Mrs. Wang to the Gongyuan, and when he returned, it was already nine days later.
"Third Brother, do you think Eldest Brother did well or not in the exam?" He wanted to ask when Eldest Brother came back, but he didn't ask because he was afraid of affecting his mood. Passing by Sange's Zhengcang Courtyard, seeing that he was still thinking about painting in court, he went in and asked.
"You should ask your eldest brother about this, why did you come to ask me?" Su Bingzheng dipped his ink into the last stroke, and the green new bamboos in the courtyard appeared vividly on the paper.
"Third Brother, aren't you worried?" Su Bingqian frowned. If that's the case, Third Brother is too unloving.
"Why worry?" Su Bingzheng asked without answering, and gently took the newly completed painting aside to dry with both hands. "Fourth brother, think about it carefully, has elder brother ever let us down?"
"" Well, his worries are useless again.
Facts have proved that Su Bingqian's worries were in vain. Ten days later, the examination results will be revealed, and Su Bingwen enters the palace examination with the impressive results of the first name Huiyuan. On the morning of the first day of March, Su Changfeng gave Su Bingwen a few words of advice and then went to the palace for an early court. Su Bingwen then entered the palace for an examination together with other Gongsheng students. When we arrived at the Hall of Debaohe, the morning court had not yet ended. They waited outside for a cup of tea before being admitted inside.
"Pingshen." Xiang Yingxuan stared at the hundreds of tribute students standing in the hall, these people will become his first batch of disciples of the emperor. Among them are young scholars with high spirits, and old Confucian scholars with gray temples. The most eye-catching figure is the neither humble nor overbearing figure in the front row. The youngest Huiyuan ever, Su Changfeng really gave birth to a good son!
Mrs. Wang calculated the account for a while but made mistakes one after another. Annoyed, she simply closed the account book and stopped looking at it, "Is everything ready?"
"Ma'am, don't worry, Housekeeper Li made all the preparations the day before yesterday." Amber replied.
"Has Tourmaline gone to guard the door?" Wang asked again.
"An hour ago passed, and news will be sent back as soon as there is any news." The last time the young master took the rural examination, the wife was also in the same situation, and Amber has calmed down now. According to her estimates, Madam should ask many more times.
"The two young men guarding the palace gate haven't heard back yet?" Wang asked after thinking about it.
Su Changfeng on the side finally couldn't listen any longer, and said without waiting for Hu Po to answer, "Shuang'er, Wen'er has only been in the hall for half an hour, how could he come out so soon? You just calm down and wait, the result will come out in half an hour." It will be revealed."
"Master, how long has it been since you flipped through your book?" Even talking about her, he was clearly in a hurry.
"Hey, this page is very delicately written, and I'm thinking about it carefully." After Su Changfeng finished speaking seriously, he turned around and continued to ponder that page of the book without blushing. On the other hand, the servant girls in the room wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, all of them blushed from holding back.
When Wang read the title of the book, he couldn't help laughing. "Dongchuan Journey" is just a travelogue, what subtleties could be worth his pondering for so long? Besides, the master has been reading this book for more than ten years, even if there are subtleties, he should have already figured it out, right?
One of the husband and wife pretended to be calm, and the other forced himself to laugh, at least to dilute some anxiety. About half an hour later, the housekeeper and tourmaline came in almost jogging in, "Congratulations, master, congratulations, madam, the young master was appointed as the number one scholar in the Jinke by the holy majesty!"
"No. 1 scholar?" Wang stood up from her chair, almost knocking over the tea on the table, but fortunately, there was Amber supporting her.
"Returning to Madam, it is indeed the number one scholar." Steward Li also spoke with excitement, and the master was glorious, and all the servants followed suit, "This is what Zhu San who was guarding the palace gate just came back to report. According to the news, this old servant reckons that the team of announcing the good news is almost at the gate of the mansion."
"Go, let's go now." Although Su Changfeng looked normal, his slightly raised voice still revealed his surprise. The seventeen-year-old No. 1 scholar is indeed better than blue than blue!
"Hurry up and take out all the prepared incense sticks," Wang said to Steward Li
"Yes, ma'am." Li Fu responded and followed Su Changfeng to the gate of the mansion.
Arriving at the gate of Defu, I saw the procession of announcing the good news coming. In the first place, there is a man sitting on a steed, wearing red silk, he is a handsome and handsome young man. When Steward Li saw this, he turned his head and gave the servant behind him a look, and soon there was a crackling sound of happy cannons.
 ? Unwilling to leave just like that, she had the cheek to stay where she was and make friends with the other three wives.
"Hey, isn't this Ms. Zhu?" Lu Yiyi seemed very surprised to see Zhu Fei here, "The young ladies from An Guogong's mansion are all admiring the flowers in the forest ahead, why didn't Ms. Zhu follow?"
Zhu Fei's expression froze when she heard this, but she recovered quickly, "My cousins ??and cousins ??love to compose poems while admiring flowers. I think I'm not very talented, so it's better not to make a fool of myself in the past. Second Miss Lu's poems are the only ones I listen to." It¡¯s excellent, I should write a few good works in the past.¡±
Lu Yichen covered her mouth and smiled, "What kind of poems are excellent, Miss Zhu don't want to listen to them. Compared with my elder sister's, my poems can only be regarded as neat and neat."
"Oh? I was lucky enough to read the song "Early Spring Journey" by Second Miss Lu, and I think it is already wonderful. If Miss Lu is better than this, I should really write a few songs today so that we can open our eyes. In addition, Let the Jinshi on the opposite side see, there are plenty of us women with good literary talents." Zhu Fei laughed herself after talking.
Lu Yiyan had been sitting on the sidelines since just now, and now hearing the two talking about her, she couldn't help frowning and glanced at Lu Yiyan. She is not the one who likes to show off, "It's the second sister who is too modest, and I am ashamed of that song "Early Spring". After finishing speaking, she looked away with a flat face, but she was facing Xiaoran's black and blue Eyes, Lu Yiyan suddenly felt uncomfortable.
Zhu Fei was bored, pouted, and talked to Lu Yijin about something else. Those words sounded intimate, but they were actually confrontational. Xiao Ranqing noticed Lu Yiyan's unnaturalness, so she turned her head away from her with empathy. When she saw the tall figure on the other side of the stream, wearing a royal blue round-neck brocade robe, teasing flashed in her eyes, her eldest brother is now a favorite. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com