Stepmother Shaoguang

It was a rainy day when the results were released. Guan Yi got up early in the morning, picked up a travel journal and sat under the window to kill time.

In addition to accepting the gift from the young couple on the day of the tea ceremony, Haishi specifically told Guan Yi not to get up early to greet him, and the family did not need to pay attention to so many rules.

Therefore, it was the first time since her wedding that she got up so early.

Before the boy even went out, he heard the sound of gongs coming from the alley. The person came running. He looked happy and congratulated, "Congratulations, Dalang has entered high school!"

Naturally, some servants spread the news into the inner courtyard and invited those who brought the good news to come in for tea.

The man received the red envelope, waved his hand, and left happily. He was still rushing to the next house.

Guan Yi was overjoyed after hearing the news outside. He immediately put the book aside, held Youlan's hand and asked her again as if to confirm: "But your husband has been selected?"

Youlan also nodded to her with a smile on her face and said in a relaxed tone: "My uncle's knowledge is personally affirmed by our master. Are you still worried?"

Guan Yi asked again: "Can you tell me which number it is?"

"It's the same as last time, No. 7."

"How come you are destined to be associated with this number?" It is also rare to not advance or retreat.

"Isn't this bad? I've heard, my slave, that most of the children on the list are from the south. Four of the top five are from the south. My uncle, No. 7, is also a standout among the northerners." You Lan Speechless.

Guan Yi thought of something and smiled: "Yes, southerners always stand out more in imperial examinations."

The one who brought the good news was not the only one. After dawn, several groups of people came one after another to bring the good news. They were all waiters from nearby restaurants. It was probably the shopkeeper who wanted to make them come here sweetly, so that the nobles might be able to entertain them. I will come to their store and set up a table.

After getting this good news, both the master and the servant kept it in their hearts. When He Changfeng came back from the front in the evening and entered the room, he saw the two little maids led by Guan Yi who were all looking towards him with smiles on their faces. He said happy words in his mouth.

Guan Yi stared at his expression for a moment, also wanting to see if he could find any different expression on his face after the results were released today.

Sure enough, it still can't.

He Changfeng did not forget about Guan Yi's cousin. He went to inquire about it and found out that the other party had also won and his ranking was pretty good, so he told Guan Yi.

"Thank you husband for taking the trouble to inquire about this for me."

Knowing that she cares about the housekeeper, her coffin-faced husband is quite considerate.

The palace examination will be held soon after the results are released. This is the most painful test for the candidates. If you accidentally go to the list of Tong Jinshi, it would be worse than not passing.

Moreover, the saint was not present in the palace examination this time, and the palace examination that should have been presided over by him fell on several ministers of the auxiliary countries and the King of Qi.

The King of Qi is just a name. When the time comes, the selected papers will be sent to Jianan Mansion for the saint to see in person, and then he will appoint these people according to their rank in the top three.

He Changfeng had been very stable in the previous exams. When he arrived in front of the Xuanzheng Hall, he was as quiet and steady as ever. He took the questions and started to write——

Looking at the tributes in the palace, there are elderly people with gray hair and dim eyes, who are answering tremblingly; there are also young people like He Changfeng and the housekeeper's cousin, most of them are high-spirited and can't hide the arrogance between their eyebrows.

So his stability is rare.

Several ministers of the auxiliary state were having a heated discussion with the test papers, while King Qi stood aside and watched the excitement with his head propped up.

Seeing him like this, the bachelor remembered his naughty nature as a child and sighed, nagging in his ear: "His Royal Highness, King Qi! The saint asked you to supervise the country and supervise the affairs of the imperial examination. How can you be lazy?"

When King Qi was a child, he was educated under a great scholar, so he called him teacher.He said sternly: "Teacher, please don't embarrass me. My father asked me to learn knowledge, but what I learned is not just stereotyped writing! I can't understand it even if you keep asking me to read it. I'd better not disturb the adults."

Another minister smiled lovingly: "Hahaha, His Highness King Qi is still a little childish. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, wait until the ministers screen out the winners and then show them to His Highness. By then, there will be a lot less, and His Highness won't be able to see it. My eyes hurt."

The bachelor blew his beard with a hum and turned his head away from his favorite prince.

More than a dozen papers were rushed to the battlefield. During the day, the saint reminisced with Bo Anding, and watched the garrison drill. In the evening, he discussed the use of troops with his two sons and Lu Xiaowen in the main tent, and he just happened to take them to read the article together. .

They declined for a while and then stopped, listening to the sage's comments.

Opening the paper covering it to protect the ink marks, the first one is the Queen's cousin Fu Shili, Miss Qiao's wishful husband.

The saint looked at it for a while and said "Hmm": "Well, this Fu boy has some abilities. He will be placed in the first armor. Where is his rank in the first armor? Forget it, let's take a look at the ones behind him first."

This is satisfactory, but it is not particularly in line with the saint's wishes. You have to look at the comparison later.

The second copy is from an old Juren, over sixty years old. The content is good, quite satisfactory, and the handwriting is vigorous and powerful.

This is the sage's evaluation. Considering Lao Juren's age, he was also placed in the first pile.

He flipped through one page after another, and it was only on the sixth page that Lu Xiaowen saw He Changfeng's name.

He knew that He Changfeng had passed the examination in Chunwei, but he didn't expect that his results in the palace examination were also good. At least he was sent to the saint.

He silently prayed for his uncle in his heart. He must not be thrown into the third class with the Jinshi. The No. 1 in the third class might as well be stuck in the second class.

"He Changfeng's family? Are there any ministers in the court named He?" the saint suddenly asked Kang Shouzhong, who was standing next to him.

Lu Xiaowen looked at his expression, and it didn't look like he was angry. He probably didn't write too much and offended the saint.

Kang Shouzhong thought hard for a while, suddenly realized, bent down and said with a smile: "I didn't expect the people here, but there was an editor named He in the Hanlin Academy. Saint, do you still remember it?"

"Hanlin Academy?" The saint also held his head and thought hard for a while before remembering, "You mean He Jingsong?"

"That's right, the saint has such a good memory." Kang Shouzhong nodded and bowed, not mentioning that he remembered it.

He also glanced at Lu Xiaowen.

The saint also thought about it and said suddenly: "Isn't that your father-in-law?"

Lu Xiaowen cupped his fists and saluted: "He Changfeng is my uncle."

"Hahaha, what a coincidence." The fourth prince was the least troubled and grinned without thinking.

The saint also smiled: "In that case, come and read his article and see what ranking he should give."

Lu Xiaowen hurriedly refused: "The imperial examination is the foundation of the country. I dare not comment on such a big matter."

The saint just made a joke casually and had no intention of actually asking him to evaluate the paper.

So I took back what I just said: "Well, it doesn't matter if you take a look. You can take a look too."