Chapter 190: The Emperor's Eldest Son
Hearing the news, Sun Zhiqi was stupid.
He secretly thought in his heart, could it be that he would be wrong, this time the palace tried to ask, didn't he want to pat the emperor's ass?
"IāI'm actually the sixteenth of the second class!"
Just thinking about it, Sun Zhiqi suddenly heard that two steps away a tribute student jumped up excitedly, he snorted coldly, and said to himself:
"The villain has a will."
"Brother Long Fu!" Wang Xigon walked over, his footsteps were windy, he arched his hand slightly, and Shi Shiran said:
"Why didn't you see Brother Long Fu on the list?"
Sun Zhiqi had blown countless cowhides in the hall before, and he thought that this wave of sycophants would not be in the top five of the top two, and the top ten would also be holding a handle.
The result of being the first to last is something he never imagined anyway.
Sun Zhiqi was not only unconvinced, but also ashamed and angry.
Now that he is in good mood before watching the list, all the good mood has dissipated, but he can't leave this place of right and wrong quickly.
Of course, he won't give up.
Seeing this, he pretended to be happy, and arched his hand: "Brother Erjia Sixteen, congratulations!" ā
"This time I returned to my hometown, should it be okay to honor my ancestors?"
"Everywhere, it's the examiner who carries love, Your Majesty is Shengming today!"
"Before returning home, I still have to attend the banquet of the Ministry of Rites as usual, will Brother Long Fu come with me?"
The words were all polite words, but the palace test achieved such an unexpectedly good result, but the fluttering look on Wang Xigon's face couldn't be stopped.
The penultimate one, how can there be any more politeness with him.
"I'm infected with the wind chill, and the banquet of the Ministry of Rites is not possible, I'm afraid I won't be able to go!" After that, Sun Zhiqi brushed his sleeves and left.
Wang Xigon was stunned for a moment, because he was immersed in joy, he didn't pay too much attention, but just told Sun Zhiqi to pay attention to his body from afar.
Sun Zhiqi won the penultimate one, and Wang Yongji, who was originally set by Zhu Youli as the penultimate one, accidentally advanced one place, but at this moment he did not have any congratulations.
The penultimate is not much stronger than the penultimate ...
Wang Yongji also sighed and left in a gloomy manner.
In addition to these frustrated tribute students in the examination room, there are also some people who are ecstatic after watching the list, and they are excited to ask everywhere.
When he heard that he was ranked higher than himself, he secretly ridiculed him, slapped his beard, and when he met someone who was lower than his ranking, he was relieved with words, and laughed at him in his heart for his lack of learning.
Lu Xiangsheng was the latest among the more than 370 tribute students to watch the list, and before he arrived, he met many tribute students who came to congratulate him.
He didn't know why, but just politely replied one by one.
When he stood in front of the gold list, he also stood still, unable to believe his eyes, and after repeated confirmation, his face was excited.
"The second year of the Apocalypse:
The first class is given to the jinshi and the first, three people.
The first in the palace exam, Wen Zhenmeng. (Champion)
The second in the palace test, Lu Xiangsheng. (Bangyan)
The third in the palace test, the zodiac week. (Tanhua)
The second class was born as a jinshi, sixty-seven people.
No. 1 in the second grade, Fu Guan.
The second in the second class, Wang Qiaonian.
The third in the second grade, Yan Yingyuan.
The rest of the top two rankings:
Wang Duo, Fang Fengnian, Huang Daozhou, Ni Yuanlu, Jiang Dejing, Feng Houdun, Chen Mingyu, Fang Yuegong, Zhang Guowei, Chen Xiance...
The third class was born with Jinshi, 314 people.
The first in the top three, Chen Renxi.
The second in the top three, Zhang Tianlin.
The third in the top three, Luo Yuanbin.
The rest of the top three:
Mao Shunyue, Zang Erling, Li Shixin, Cheng Yulong, Mao Yujian, Ge Yunli, Zhang Guojing, Cao Keming, Li Changchun...
Wang Yongji, Sun Zhiji. ā
In the second year of the Apocalypse, the Renxu Branch Palace Test finally came to an end in a sigh and cheers, and with the north wind, it blew into the people.
The people are talking about it, but there is one more thing.
This is the rumor from the palace, it is said that tonight, Zhu Youxiao's eldest son, that is, the first dragon son of the Apocalypse Dynasty, is about to be born.
......
On the first day of March in the second year of the Apocalypse, Kunning Palace.
That night, over the Forbidden City, lightning and thunder roared, and heavy rain poured down, and it was late at night, but the lights were on in every house.
It seems that the entire empire is praying for the emperor and empress.
"Click-"
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning swept through the sky above Kunning Palace, and the clouds roared like a dragon, illuminating the pale faces of every palace lady and guard.
The slight trembling shoulders indicate that their hearts are not at peace.
Zhu Youxiao braved the heavy rain and walked quickly into Kunning Palace with Wei Zhongxian, the loyal and evil commander of Dongchang.
The midwife rushed to stop her, wanting to say something, but was swept to the ground by Wei Zhongxian, and the next moment, the old eunuch shouted at the top of his voice:
"Come on, drag it down and beat it to death!"
"The middle palace lady is suffering, can the emperor not accompany her?" Zhu Youxiao did not stop, Wei Zhongxian stood at the door, and commanded:
"Be careful, if there are any mistakes, one counts as one, and they all leave their lives here!"
In the words, Wei Zhongxian's cold killing intent did not seem to be fake, thinking of the hurried steps of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, everyone subconsciously shuddered.
I don't know if I was startled by the lightning and thunder on my head, or the chill that seeped into my bones near Kunning Palace.
"Emperor, the middle palace lady is going to die, make a decision quickly, stay big or small..."
Zhu Youxiao's mind echoed with the words of the little eunuch, he never thought that the plot in the TV series in the past would be staged on him.
The palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are full of meat, how to choose?!
Without thinking about it, Zhu Youxiao pushed open the door of the inner room, and sure enough, he saw Zhang Yan lying weakly on the phoenix couch.
"Queen's āā!"
Zhu Youxiao shouted, sat next to Zhang Yan, gently put her in his arms, and held the hands of the two tightly.
Immediately, the emperor tilted his head slightly, and the killing intent suddenly appeared:
"I tell you, if one of the queen and the dragon son has three longs and two shorts, all the midwives and palace people in the Kunning Palace today will raze the three clans!!"
"The emperor is angry!"
Everyone fell to their knees in panic, trembling.
Zhu Youxiao is not a saint, he is an emperor, but he is also a human being, he has seven emotions and six desires, he also has them, as an emperor, he can't even protect his wife and daughter.
What's the use of this so-called thousands of miles!
When the words fell, Zhu Youxiao lowered his eyes and caught a line of tears from Zhang Yan's cheek.
Immediately, he stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears and said softly:
"Zhuzhu, don't cry, I'm always there."
The current Zhang Yan, although she is the queen's honor, cannot avoid the fear and confusion of ordinary women when they are in labor.
She didn't know what she had to do, and she didn't know who else she could rely on, but fortunately, there was a man who had been silently protecting her behind her back.
In Zhang Yan's heart, perhaps at this moment, she has truly become an eternal husband and wife with the Ming Emperor.
All parties are guilty, the sin is in me, the people have it, in one person, the one who bears the sun, moon and stars on his shoulders, only her emperor is alone.
Yes, this is her emperor.
......
Behind the screen, Kunning Palace, revealing the coolness in the bones, I don't know how long it took, the downpour seemed to disperse in an instant.
Immediately, there was a red glow in the sky.
The midwife behind the screen breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated towards the emperor, and was even more shocked when she saw the weather change outside the palace.
Looking at the dust flying and drifting in the air, the unsettled and restless midwife, this is the only way to come back to her senses, that is, her lips trembled and she said:
"Your Majesty, God bless the Ming, mother and son are safe..."
Zhang Yan was stunned and looked at Zhu Youxiao, and the tears that had been stubbornly confined in her eyes for a long time finally fell one after another like Qiongzhu.
Zhu Youxiao held her hand tightly, retreated from the palace, and said to himself:
"My eldest son..."