Nongmen Xianggong is a koi

Chapter 287: Two more drinks

"Yin Langjun is here too."

Parading across the street, in addition to the number one, second and third overall picks in the first place, there are also the top twenty in the second place.

Because Jiang Junli was always good at charity, the Ministry of Rites allowed him to ride on horseback with other Jinshi and enjoy the admiration of everyone.

Yin Langjun was ranked forty-three Jinshi this time and was not qualified to parade. At this time, he also rode on the tall horse and looked at them with a smile.

Song Jingyun and the other three looked at each other, all of them a little confused.

The prince naturally saw the confusion of the three people and said with a smile, "What? Do you think His Highness should not appear here?"

Your Highness?

The three of them were stunned again.

"You still don't understand? This Young Master Yin is the current Crown Prince, and he has specially accompanied you on a horse parade today." The smile on Jiang Junli's face became even stronger.

"It turns out to be His Highness the Crown Prince. We are honored to have His Highness accompany us today." Song Jingyun said with a smile.

"Yes." Chen Shuming and others agreed.

"What an honor it is for you. It's just His Highness who takes advantage of it." The prince touched his nose in embarrassment.

He participated in the Chunwei Palace Examination this time with the intention of keeping his name anonymous, so that he could compete with outstanding students all over the world, and he also wanted to see how the talents of these students compared with his.

Now it seems that he is a dignified prince and his ranking is not good. It can be seen that there are many talents in the whole country, which is also very gratifying.

Therefore, although the prince was embarrassed at this time, he was very happy, and the smile on his face became thicker. "It's getting late, so you three should get on your horses quickly."

"Yes." Song Jingyun and the other three held their hands and each got on the horses led by the attendants.

The horses used in the parade were all carefully selected and domesticated for a long time. They were not only docile in temperament, but also had bright-colored coats. At this time, they were tied with bright red silk flowers, making them look even more majestic. Song Jingyun and the other three had become famous again at this time. When they were in high spirits, they wore bright clothes, angry horses, and magnificent weapons, which only attracted many people on both sides of the street to continuously shout their praises.

Originally, this was the time to accept everyone's praises with peace of mind, but now the prince was following behind. The three of them felt that they were overshadowing the prince, and felt a little uneasy.

But when I saw that the prince looked normal and was as happy as when I met him at the gate of Guanghua Garden, and then thought about how kind he was to others under the pseudonym Yin Langjun, the slight uneasiness in my heart also dissipated. Without a trace.

The expressions and movements of the three of them became much more natural.

Riding on horseback and parading through the streets, enjoying the spring breeze, you can enjoy the scenery of the entire capital.

The Qionglin Banquet that followed was even more lively, and because it was hosted by the prince, everyone enjoyed themselves very much, and did not go home until night.

When Song Jingyun returned to No. 8 Courtyard of Guanghuayuan, it was already the moon hanging on the willow branches.

"Are you drunk again today?" Seeing that she smelled of alcohol, Jiang Michia helped him take off his coat and brought over the sobering soup that had been warming for a long time.

"There are so many people and it's so lively, so I can't shirk it." Song Jingyun was a little embarrassed, "But the most important thing is because the wine at the Qionglin Banquet tasted so good, so you drank two more glasses?"

"Are you sure it's just two drinks?" Jiang Michia raised her eyebrows and reached out to fan away the smell of alcohol that Song Jingyun sprayed when he spoke.

Song Jingyun scratched the back of his head and became even more embarrassed. After hesitating for a long time, he stretched out three fingers.

"Three cups?"

Jiang Michia didn't believe it.

"Three altars..."

(End of this chapter)