In the Shilang Mansion, everyone's faces were full of joy, the young master became the champion of today's department, and the lady sent another month of monthly cases, and everyone walked with the wind. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the atmosphere in the study in the front yard was depressing, and Yu Qingyu looked at his proud son in front of him, feeling a sense of powerlessness. Did he really think that he would be on the rise when he became the champion?

He asked in a deep voice, "Where did the article come from, and how many people know about it?"

"Articles, articles, articles, of course I wrote myself. There was panic in Yu Feixiang's eyes, but he still puffed up his chest and said.

Yu Qingyu sighed, looked at him and said seriously: "If you don't tell the truth, I won't be able to help you then." ”

He didn't believe that the emperor didn't suspect it, he thought that all the officials of the Manchu Dynasty must have doubted it, if the evidence was presented directly to the emperor, then it would be irreparable, and his son's life would be ruined, and he wouldn't be able to please him.

"I, I," Yu Feixiang couldn't speak. The article was indeed written by someone else, but I can't tell anyone about it.

"Don't tell the truth, do you want to wait for being convicted of bullying and then affect the whole family?" Yu Qingyu said sharply.

Yu Feixiang was startled, and said tremblingly: "Yes, it was written by an old Xiucai named Hai Rui." I, I gave him a hundred taels of silver, and the money was cleared. ”

Yu Qingyu lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "Where are the others, how many people know about this person?"

"He was in Liuye Hutong in the west of the city, and he made a living by helping people write letters, and once I happened to pass by there, and when I saw that he was out of the way, I paid more attention to it. Yu Feixiang replied.

"How do you know the exam questions?" This exam question is usually thought up by the Hanlin Academy, and there will be several of them, and finally the emperor will decide which one to choose.

Yu Feixiang swallowed his saliva, "It's Cousin Qingyu, she told me, I don't know how she knows." ”

Yu Qingyu waved his hand, "You go out, call Butler Zhu to me." ”

Yu Feixiang nodded, and suddenly felt a little scared after walking out of the study. What if someone else finds out?

As soon as Lan Jing left the palace gate, he saw Nie Zhiyuan and the others waiting by the carriage. She hurriedly sped up two steps, "Why are you still here?"

"Waiting for you," Yang Jiarong said with a smile.

"Why are you waiting for me, and you don't know when I'm going to come out, aren't you hungry?" Lan Jing said as he got into the carriage.

"We're fine anyway, just wait. Yang Jiarong said with a grin.

He is now fine, and he has been hit by the Jinshi, so it can be said that his heart is bubbling with colorful bubbles, not to mention that he is hungry, even if he beats him, he may not feel any pain.

Sitting in the carriage, Lan Jing tidied up her official uniform, which was a bit heavy, and she was uncomfortable to wear.

Back at the princess's mansion, the eldest princess and Tang Lin had already woken up, and they looked at Lan Jing in official uniforms and nodded with satisfaction.

The eldest princess even looked around her, "My son is just good-looking, and he looks good in everything." ”

Lan Jing shook his head speechlessly, this is definitely another Xuan'er madman.

Tang Lin looked at the two people standing next to each other with somewhat similar facial features in a trance, how could Xiao Jing be a little similar to Huan'er?

"Mother, this body is uncomfortable, I'll change my clothes and come back to accompany you. Lan Jing helplessly grabbed the eldest princess who was still spinning in circles.

The eldest princess smiled and said, "Okay, go quickly, I have prepared three fresh foods for lunch." ”

Lan Jing nodded and walked out quickly.

Tang Lin waited for Lan Jing to disappear outside the door before turning his head to look at Nie Zhiyuan and the others.

Nie Zhiyuan and the two hurriedly took a step forward, and saluted together: "I've seen the eldest princess and the horse." ”

The eldest princess walked back to Tang Lin and sat down, "No courtesy, you are Xiaojing's friends, so you don't need to be polite." ”

"Yes," the two men replied, straightening up.

Tang Lin looked at them and asked, "How was today's palace exam?"

The two glanced at each other, and Nie Zhiyuan replied: "It's easier than expected, the emperor only asked about our family background, and later, at Xiaojing's suggestion, the emperor asked us to recite and explain the articles we wrote. ”

"Who was handpicked as the champion?" Tang Lin asked curiously.

Nie Zhiyuan glanced at Tang Lin, "Yu Feixiang, Yu Shilang's Mansion." ”

"He's very well written?"

Nie Zhiyuan swallowed his saliva, "It's not very good, he stumbled when he recited, and he didn't match the preface when he explained." ”

The eldest princess frowned, "Then how did the imperial brother appoint him?"

Tang Lin clapped her hand, "Of course the emperor has the emperor's considerations. ”

Who the emperor wants to reuse has nothing to do with whether he is the champion or not, and it is not that there is no champion who has been editing all his life in history.

Thinking of this, he glanced up at Nie Zhiyuan and the others, "Who are Bangyan and Tanhua?"

Nie Zhiyuan was a little embarrassed and scratched his head, "Bangyan is a student, and Tanhua is Qu Anguo." ”

"Qu?" Tang Lin looked at Nie Zhiyuan suspiciously.

Nie Zhiyuan nodded, "It's Qu, the son of Qu Da Poet." His essays and poems are a must. ”

Lan Jing stepped into the hall and happened to hear such a sentence, and hurriedly asked, "Qu Anguo is Qu Yuan's son?"

Nie Zhiyuan nodded, "Does Xiao Jing also like Qu Yuan's poems?"

Lan Jing smiled awkwardly, "It's okay, it's okay." She had never heard of Qu Yuan's poetry in this life, and what she liked was Qu Yuan's poetry in her previous life.

"It's normal for you to like it, there is no one in Xiqing who doesn't like his poetry and songs. Tang Lin said with a smile.

"Your mother and I used to be very obsessed with him, but unfortunately I was not born, and I was old. The eldest princess sighed as she spoke.

Looking at Qu Anguo, at most about twenty, combined with this era of early marriage, Qu Yuan is now at most forty, how did he die? Does the Dragon Boat Festival have anything to do with him?

Yang Jiarong saw Lan Jing twisting his eyebrows and thinking, and couldn't help asking, "What are you thinking?"

Lan Jing glanced at him, "How did Qu Yuan die?"

"Qu Da poet died of illness, he was not in good health since he was a child, and later he was a little better and tired because of his fame. Speaking of this, he sighed, "In the winter of two hundred and eighty, he was invited to participate in the poetry meeting and suffered a cold, but later did not survive. ”

Lan Jing couldn't help but sigh: "God is jealous of talents!"

The eldest princess's eyes darkened when she heard this, and when she remembered that her colt was considered to have passed away, the sighs of the people around her couldn't help but feel a little sad, and she hurriedly said: "Don't talk about this, eat first." ”

As soon as her words fell, Man Dong had already ordered the food to be served.

Lan Jing looked left and right, wanting to say something, opened her mouth and closed it again, she really didn't know what to say.

"By the way, Xiaojing, your painting lady has seen it, and the painting is really good! It is more vivid and lively than your father's painting. The eldest princess paused and laughed.

"Mother means that I am more talented than my father. Lan Jing asked with a smile.

The eldest princess nodded, "My son is the most talented, so what Tang Bohu is not as powerful as you." ”

Lan Jing glanced at the eldest princess, and wanted to say that the Tang Bohu in your mouth was also pretended by me, but after thinking about it, forget it.