"Your Majesty, there is news from the Peony Pavilion"

Seeing that Lord Sui had put on such a big formation, a trace of embarrassment flashed on the face of the father-in-law of Xuanzhi without a trace.

Being in the palace, you naturally know what the purpose of this trip is!

"Peony Pavilion?"

Lord Sui and the courtiers frowned again.

They're going to the Peony Pavilion now, could it be that something happened over there?

"Your Majesty, the commander of the Praetorian Guard came to report, just now, Lord Meng Fan Meng stepped into the ring, and in less than three incense sticks, he compared the poetry god of Murong Kingdom"

After a pause, the father-in-law reported the truth.

"What? Won the poetry god Murong Hai in less than three incense sticks?"

In an instant, there was silence in front of the Jinluan Palace.

"How is it possible? Meng Fan is just good at calligraphy."

Among the vassal kings, the king of Jin was also there, and his first reaction at this time was not to believe it.

Originally, he also planned to take advantage of this big competition to clean up Meng Fan and teach Meng Fan how to behave!

As a result, he was slapped hard before he left the palace.

"Father-in-law Liu, is this news true?"

Coming back to his senses, Lord Sui asked again, obviously, he also didn't believe it.

I think it took Li Delin and the scribe of Murong Kingdom more than two hours to decide the winner, not to mention that it was the poet Murong Hai who fought this time.

"Your Majesty, this matter is true, the people of Chang'an City have spread the word, and even heard that Murong Hai looked crazy after getting out of the ring, and kept muttering words like "Impossible!" in his mouth. ”

"Okay! Great, Meng Qing exalted the prestige of my Great Sui, congratulations! Congratulations! This shows that my Great Sui literary circle is far superior to Murong and other countries!"

confirmed, the Sui lord was overjoyed.

To tell the truth, he also has his own little Jiujiu on this trip.

Bringing so many courtiers is nothing more than wanting to put some invisible pressure on Murong Guo, so that Murong Hai can weigh it carefully, even if he can win Meng Fan, he can't be too easy, at least he has to save face for Da Sui.

As a result, now that none of these are needed, Meng Fan has done everything alone, and has also raised the level of the literary world of Da Sui to a new height.

"Princess!"

After the great joy, Lord Sui immediately waved his sleeves.

"The old slave is here!"

"Proposed purpose, Meng Fan will be promoted from Sanpin and continue to govern Licheng County! By the way, because of Meng Qing's talent, I will allow him not to participate in this examination!"

Hardly any hesitation, Lord Sui said the reward.

"What? From Sanpin, you still want to continue to govern Licheng County?"

All the courtiers present were instantly stunned, is this all from the third product or a county order?

Besides, the grade of such a county order is higher than that of the general state and county thorn history, who can manage it?

So, what is the difference between him and the vassal king?

As for Meng Fan not having to take the exam, the courtiers had no doubts.

Meng Fan even won the god of poetry, and if he participated in the exam again, he would bully people, and there was no need at all.

"Father and emperor think twice, although Meng Fan said that he won Murong Hai, but his qualifications are still shallow, and if he is promoted from the fifth rank to the third grade, it will inevitably make the ministers of the humerus complain."

The next moment, before waiting for his father-in-law to receive the order, Yang Guang couldn't help but stand up.

This time, he was really in a hurry.

The matter of Zuo Xiang Yang Su has not been resolved, Meng Fan has been promoted to the third grade, and if it continues like this, Meng Fan will sooner or later become a towering tree that even he can't move.

"Is it low from the third grade? Let me ask you, what grade was Li Delin, the president of the Hanlin Academy, before?"

Seeing Yang Guang stand up, Lord Sui frowned.

What outsiders didn't notice was that Princess Yunshang, who was supporting the Sui Lord, also glared at her brother very dissatisfied.

"Father, Li Delin was the second grade before!"

"Very good! I ask you again, how is Li Delin's literary style compared to Meng Fan?"

"This Qi Father, Li Delin is indeed inferior to Meng Fan!"

Asked,

Yang Guang had no choice but to reply truthfully.

I don't know why, when he looked up and saw Lord Sui's eyes, he actually had a lot of bad premonitions.

"Okay! As the new leader of my Great Sui literary circle, I suddenly feel that the three grades are a little low, and I want to do it! Meng Fan's grade is the same as that of the dean of the Hanlin Academy, according to the second grade!"

"Zheng Erpin?"

Yang Guang was instantly blinded,

He really wanted to slap himself twice.

If he hadn't jumped out in such a hurry, Meng Fan would have been a third-class person!

Now it's better to give Li Delin the previous grade, and he can't refute it!

Literary leaders are indeed worth a second grade.

"So, do you have any questions?"

After that, Lord Sui looked at Yang Guang.

"Father, there is no doubt!"

Yang Guang bowed and retreated,

He was bent over, and outsiders couldn't see his expression, but he could think of it, and his face must be wonderful.

"Your Majesty, we're over there in the Peony Pavilion."

After a moment, seeing that nothing happened, the prince bowed down and spoke again.

"I haven't had a good night's sleep for a long time, it's hot today, so I'll go back to the dormitory!"

Flicking his sleeves, Lord Sui turned around and left directly, leaving behind a group of courtiers who looked at each other.

There is no way, everyone understands the purpose of Lord Sui's going to the Peony Pavilion, and now that Meng Fan has won, there is no need to go again!

"Damn! Damn! Zheng Erpin? You are also a county magistrate in Zheng Erpin! Meng Fan, wait for me, you won't be arrogant for long!"

Looking at the back of Lord Sui's departure, Yang Guangcai slowly straightened up at this time.

Among the ministers, Su Cheng, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, was also there,

At this time, he looked at the depressed Yang Guang and almost laughed like a barbell,

What does it mean to steal chickens and rice?

Still looking for something?

As a result, his son-in-law was promoted from the third grade to the second grade!

"Now that the son has become a second grade, can I ask the officials for some establishments again?"

Thinking about it, Su Cheng muttered, looked around, and wanted to find Li Yuan, the secretary of the ministry,

However, half a day later, he found out that Li Yuan was not here!

"What about others?"

Su Cheng gradually frowned.

What Su Cheng didn't know was that when there was a small episode in the palace because of Meng Fan's matter,

Forty miles north of Chang'an City, a large number of soldiers suddenly appeared in front of a confluence bay of the Jing River.

The leader of the team was a silver-armored captain, and he was followed by two Taoists.

They are none other than Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, who live in the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites.

"Both, is the place good?"

Standing still, the silver armor captain turned around and looked at Yuan Tiangang and said lightly.

"My lord, look at it, five hundred steps to the east! Five hundred steps to the west! There are 67,324 fish and shrimp in the water!"

Close your eyes and pinch your fingers,

After half a pillar of incense, Yuan Tiangang slowly opened his eyes.

"Okay! Come on, break the river and count the fish!"

Hearing Yuan Tiangang's words, the captain of the silver armor took out a pen and ink to record the numbers, and then passed on the order.

"Yes, sir!"

Hundreds of soldiers bowed in unison.