Chapter 82 Hand-picked Flowers I

At the scene of the Ministry of Rites, a little eunuch broke in with the holy decree in his hand and said loudly: "The holy decree has arrived, and your lords will receive the decree quickly." ”

As soon as they heard this, the busy marking officers hurriedly put down the test papers in their hands and knelt on the ground to receive orders.

"Fengtian carried the emperor's edict and said: The imperial examination is a matter of the country's society, I intend to check the world's articles, select young talents, and the officials who read the papers quickly select so-and-so, so-and-so, Shen Chongming, so-and-so...... Ten people's test papers were submitted to the palace, and they were here! ”

The officials were slandered in their hearts, and they also said that what is the big thing, such a small matter is also used in the lower holy decree of the Eight Classics, just send someone to bring the words, alas, the holy decree is becoming less and less valuable these years.

But thinking about it, the things ordered by the emperor still have to be done, and the officials in charge quickly found Gao Gong to call out the numbers of the ten candidates' test papers.

It's a pity that such a good method is useless in front of the emperor, and the emperor wants to cheat, and no one can stop him.

Ten test papers were handed over to the father-in-law who came to announce the decree, and the officials didn't feel anything wrong, they all blamed this overwhelming test paper for making everyone dizzy, otherwise they would definitely think of the difference between Shen Chongming and this candidate.

"Master, Shen Chongming's test paper is here." Li Fang gently walked in front of Emperor Jiajing with the test paper in his hand and said.

"Open it and read me the last piece of strategy." Emperor Jiajing didn't open his eyes and commanded directly.

Li Fang hurriedly responded, and read it with a shake of his head, the first part was all written by Gao Gong, and it was naturally catchy to read, but just as Li Fang was immersed in this majestic momentum, he stopped suddenly, and almost didn't come out in one breath.

Jiajing frowned, and said with some displeasure: "Why stop." ”

"Master, the slave doesn't dare to read it anymore." Li Fang said embarrassedly.

"Don't dare to read it, why?" Emperor Jiajing, who had been closing his eyes, finally had some reaction, and opened his eyes to look at Li Fang, whose face was a little unnatural, and said.

"Master, it's or, it's better for you to see for yourself." Li Fangzhan trembled and handed the test paper to Emperor Jiajing, and couldn't help but blame Shen Chongming in his heart, this kid is not small, if he can't write, don't write, and even started talking nonsense in the second half, if this makes the emperor angry, I am afraid that my life will not be guaranteed.

"The heart of the emperor and the heart of the father, all the people in the world are heirs, the way to govern the country is to love the people like sons, the father loves and is benevolent, and the people are filial...... Father and son are concentric in the world. Emperor Jiajing held the rolling paper in his hand and read it gently, and his original frowning expression gradually relaxed, and there was a kind smile.

Li Fang had been paying attention to Emperor Jiajing's expression, and was ready to criticize Shen Chongming as soon as Emperor Jiajing was angry.

Knowing that Emperor Jiajing turned out to be the opposite of this performance in his heart, Li Fang couldn't help but wonder, the dignified son of heaven actually likes to be a father to ordinary people?

"Hehe, although it doesn't rhyme, its words are more than 100 times more sincere than the previous big words." Emperor Jiajing couldn't help but nod as he spoke.

Li Fang couldn't help but feel a chill, according to this routine, none of those scholars would want to pass the exam, and the famous Confucians who had studied the subset of scriptures and history all their lives were shameless to live in the world.

"Master, having said that, this article is really not a masterpiece, I'm afraid that the ministers will know about it and will have to speak to you again." Li Fang persuaded resignedly, since the emperor likes it so much, it is very likely that he will give Shen Chongming a champion, but once the world knows that this thing is written like this, it will definitely make a fuss.

"Hehe, they dare, could it be that after all these years, they forgot my court staff?" Emperor Jiajing sneered, he was also very proud in his heart, with the court staff in hand, didn't everyone have to be obedient?

"That's what the master said, but the slave is worried that once they make trouble, they will definitely disturb your cultivation." Li Fang saw that it didn't work, so he immediately made another killing move, and being disturbed by Qing Xiu was the most intolerable thing for Emperor Jiajing.

"Well, that's reasonable, then you burn this test paper immediately, let's die without proof!" Emperor Jiajing said with a smile, without the roll of paper, they will not be able to object to what they say at that time.

"This ......" Li Fang hesitated for a while, and had to admit that the master's move was tantamount to drawing salary from the bottom of the kettle, and no one in the court officials could say anything.

"Dare to ask the master, what kind of background do you plan to give Shen Chongming?" Li Fang asked cautiously, if the birth given is too high, I am afraid that it will arouse suspicion.

"The champion is too eye-catching, and the list is usually sent to revise history books for training, which is not suitable, so let him be a scout." Emperor Jiajing pondered and smiled.

Li Fang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, this is true, most people in the world are staring at the new champions, and they don't care very much about the rest of the candidates.

In this way, Shen Chongming became a new science detective Hualang by luck, but he himself didn't know it now, Zhengmao was waiting for the list to be released in ten days after Guozijian, and he didn't even dare to climb the door of the high arch, for fear of being asked about the exam and being taught a lesson.

"Little brother, I wish Brother Song high school here now." Several Shaoxing scholars gathered in a pile around Song Qingyang, chatting absentmindedly, waiting for the officials of the Ministry of Rites to go out and release the list.

Every time the list is released, there are many variables, and many famous talents in the world are inevitably stuck in this level, and the famous representative is the first of the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River of this dynasty. On the contrary, many little people who are not famous often appear on the list unexpectedly, and since then, they have to be said to be a kind of irony to eat the emperor's food, and the reason for this is that these eight strands of literature are harmful.

Shen Chongming scolded while pretending to be careless and waiting anxiously, if he was talking about it in the vernacular, he would know that the miscellaneous family of five hundred years would definitely test him to be a champion!

This time the list is called the apricot list, the 200 people recorded are called tribute students regardless of high and low, and they can only participate in the palace examination after obtaining the qualification of tribute students, and the palace examination is usually only for ranking, as long as they look like a person, they are not crooked melons and inferior dates, lack of arms and legs, and what they see is that the emperor sees whether you are pleasing to the eye.

Therefore, those who participate in the palace examination can usually become Jinshi without the cover of bad luck, and if they become Jinshi, they will become protégés of the Son of Heaven, and they can directly become officials.

In this way, the candidates pay the most attention to the apricot list, as long as this level is passed, it is a carp jumping over the dragon gate, roaring for nine days.

With a gong sound, the door of the yamen of the Ministry of Rites, which was originally closed, slowly opened, and twenty errand officers with a list of paste buckets walked out with solemn expressions.

When the scholars saw it, they immediately held their breath and stared at the blank list, begging the Bodhisattva to tell the Buddha in their hearts, hoping that their names would appear on it.

"Medium, middle, middle......" Song Qingyang muttered, and his body trembled slightly, like a gambler who pressed all his net worth onto the table.

"Ge Lao Tzudi, if you don't make the list, grandpa will die here today, Banban!" The Sichuan brothers hidden in the crowd gritted their teeth and said, and the sweat on their foreheads was also falling.

"Uh, medium, medium, true?!" Seeing Wang Siming's three words appear on the list first, the Sichuan brothers were excited, and their eyes rolled and fainted.

However, all the gentlemen are staring at the list intently, how can they take care of him, let him fall there and keep twitching and there is no reaction, in fact, the main reason is envy, jealousy and hatred, just this rice bucket that can't even speak official words can snatch a place, it's really unreasonable.

Shen Chongming knew that it was wrong to do this, so he had to suppress the uneasiness in his heart and pull Xiao Pengcheng and Shi Bingzheng to the rescue.

pinched people, Sichuan brother Wang Siming finally woke up quietly, and the first thing he said when he opened his eyes was: "Am I in it?" ”

Shen Chongming hurriedly nodded, "Well, in the middle." "Hey, hey, hey, hey." Wang Siming laughed three times in a row, tilted his head and fainted again.

This guy is too individual, Shen Chongming and the three of them had no choice but to lift him up and walk to the back, throw him in the carriage first, and then estimate that it would be good to sleep.

"Brother Song, isn't that Shen Chongming?" Several Shaoxing scholars looked at the names that had just been posted on the list and said.

But Song Qingyang's face was dark, because the name in front of Shen Chongming was Shi Bingzheng! These two rice buckets are all hit, and only his own name has not yet appeared, which is really unfair.

"It's too fast." Shen Chongming wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, just put people into the carriage, and the two kung fu brothers on the front and back feet are on the list, which is really exciting.

"Hehehehe, Brother Shen, let's go back and celebrate, the younger brother has already ordered the third son to prepare a banquet before going out." Xiao Pengcheng said with relief, speaking of which he was even more nervous than the two parties.

"Peng Cheng, it's the first time I found out that you are so far-sighted." Shi Bingzheng looked at Xiao Pengcheng and said very seriously.

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Pengcheng's face immediately fell, doesn't this mean that he has never had a vision before! "Ah Bing, look at the move."

Sprinkled with laughter, a carriage carrying the noisy three people, as well as the unconscious Sichuan brother Wang Siming, galloped away, revisiting Li Taibai's poem: Life must be happy!