The so-called two possibilities, one is that Gao Yue must be the first (because Zheng Qi is already the first in the second place, and the second is that he does not have the name of Gao Yue), and the second is that he was deposed.

That's it.

In the inner hall of Zichen in Daming Palace, Emperor Daizong is sitting in danger, in fact, he is also waiting for the news of the release of the list, although this Jinshi Branch has always been presided over by the Ministry of Rites, he rarely asks in person, but the indirect inquiry has not stopped for a moment: Li Yu knows very well that the Jinshi is the abuse of the minister, and the choice of Jinshi is to choose the prime minister for the future Tang Dynasty, and concerns are of course inevitable.

However, this year's Daizong has one more branch of concern: will these two hundred and forty dozen spine sticks fall on the body of the high three drums?

At the same time, Gao Yue's eyes were shining, and the flames that ignited seemed to form two flying butterflies - the four large characters in light ink at the top of the gold list, "Rite Tribute Academy", were written on four pieces of yellow paper, and below it was a two-character name written in thick ink, shining in the morning light:

GAO Yue,

GAO Yue,

Gao Yue!

These two words were projected into Gao Yue's own eyes again and again, and soon they were deformed and overflowing, and they were snatched out of Gao Yue's eyes along the hot tears, and then meandered down......

At this time, he finally heard the joyful voice of the officials of the Ministry of Rites behind the east wall, "Jiadi, Gao Yue!" ”

"I'm the best in the world!" Next to him, Wei Cigong and Liu Demuro raised their hands high, their arms exposed from their cuffs, and excitedly stretched out their green tendons, and together with other shed friends, they shouted hoarsely.

Gao Yue shouted, "I'm on the top"! Then he cheered and hugged each other with all the shedheads and friends, and many people burst into tears.

Then, Gao Yue involuntarily turned around, facing the sunshine of the rising sun, his eyes were a little unable to open, only to see hundreds of thousands of people dressed in sackcloth bowing down to him in unison, countless hands raised and waved in the wind, "This list is a thousand Buddha scriptures!" The head is an immortal! He had heard this high-pitched voice last year, but it was said to others, and the protagonist of this year's sentence was me, Weizhou Gao Saburo!

"Poor husband ......" Gao Yue had just said his words, and he was about to let these movers get up, but suddenly he quickly saw a lot of hands attacking him.

"Ahh Gao Yue suddenly covered the winter coat, this group of people is like zombies, what are they going to do to me?

Soon he retreated to the thorny edge of the eastern wall, but the lower ones still made a whining greedy sound, and stretched out their hands to surround him, and the cries of "beg for the head to give white clothes, ask for the head to give white clothes" did not stop.

It turns out that there is such a custom in the Tang Dynasty science field, whenever the list is released, the lower lifter will ask the new Jinshi for the white clothes they wear: because this group of Jinshi will soon be released as officials, the white linen clothes they have worn are regarded as clothes with aura, and naturally become the sought-after goods of the lower ones, which is called "begging hemp".

"How can this work, this is given to me by the little lady Yunshao." But Gao Yue saw that this group of people was unrelenting, and many hands were about to reach out to his eyelids, so he gritted his teeth, ignored the spring material, and ...... violently

Everyone exclaimed, and retreated, only to see this year's head standing under the east wall of the outer wall of the list, untie the winter coat, take off the white undershirt worn inside, and then hold the winter coat to cover the naked upper body, shouting, "The outer coat is given by a close friend, don't dare to give it to others, this undershirt will be given to you!" After speaking, Gao Yue picked up his sweatshirt, brushed and shook it a few times, and threw it into the crowd.

"It's unorthodox." On the other side of the big tree, Zheng Qi, who was standing under the wall of the Shaofu prison, couldn't help but tremble with anger after seeing Gao Yue take off his sweatshirt and throw it out like a white bird.

There was a riot and sensation, Gao Yue's "original sweatshirt" fell on the heads of all the lifters, and after the fierce scramble, finally "flowers" fell into the hands of the small lifters, who trembled his nose excitedly, grabbed the white sweatshirt and stuck it on it and took a few deep breaths, as if he was inhaling fairy breath.

In the sound of gongs and drums, several officials of the Ministry of Rites came over happily, bowed to Gao Yue and several people from the Taofen Shed, and sent horses and utensils, and then held up the gold post, asking where to send the good news, "Two letters, one to the Guozijian, and one to the five frame rooms of Beiqu in Shengdaofang!" Gao Yue replied.

As soon as the two officials were about to leave, Gao Yue said wait, and after thinking about it, he took out the money he had with him and asked the officials, "Please write another letter and send it to Cui Zhongcheng's mansion." ”

"Good Ratcha." The officer did not refuse.

Before settling in front of the door, the carriages and horses gathered like morning clouds, all came to watch this year's groom, Gao Yue, Wei Cigong, and Liu Demuro all rode on horses and paced out under the hug and back, followed by Zheng Qi with a depressed face. Gao Yue looked up, looked at the majestic and tall city gate, and when he came out, he saw the spirit magpies standing all over the trees (they seemed to be welcoming the new Jinshi), and silently thought in his heart, "From today onwards, I really occupy a branch here, but my life course is far from over." Thinking of this, Gao Yue couldn't help but look up and see the top of the giant tree, the largest magpie, "Everyone, go to Pingkangfang!" ”

Today's Pingkang Fang is simply boiling, and all the buildings and alleys are noisy and busy people like ants. Many children climbed up to the roof and looked at the unstoppable groom, and there were many little ladies in the noble mansions, secretly climbing the tall building and spying on the groom's procession from behind the screen window.

After Chu Niang's charcoal Yuan Zhoupo heard who this year's situation was, she pushed away Chu Niang, who came to dissuade her, and demolished the poetry color version of Yuan Jinneng and Dou Shen's mockery of Wang Tuantuan, and then ran out of the courtyard, ready to throw it on the wasteland.

As a result, Yuan Zhoupo and Chu Niang, who had caught up, had just run to the middle song in Pingkang Beili when they heard Gao Yue's shout, "Auntie, where are you going to send the color plate?" ”

Yuan Zhoupo and Chu Niang were stunned, and then slowly turned their faces with the color plate, only to see Gao Yue sitting on the high-headed saddle, smiling and asking them.

"What are you doing with the scribbling and insulting the sisters and brothers in the same place? Throw it away, throw it away. Yuan Zhoupo and Chu Niang immediately laughed flatteringly, especially Chu Niang, who looked at Gao Yue and raised her eyebrows, and asked Gao Yue if she wanted to stay in her hall tonight according to the custom of the new jinshi.

"No, but please Auntie and Chu Niang, give this color version to the third year of high school, I am grateful."

How dare Yuan Zhou's wife take Qiao, she is too busy to do it.

Soon, in Wang Tuantuan's courtyard, Gao Yue and Dugu Liangqi were standing there, and outside the courtyard was a sea of people.

Wang Tuantuan sat behind the curtain, watching this scene, he was very excited, as if in a dream.

"Dugu is the same year, please." Gao Yue politely raised his hand and said that he and Dugu Liangqi were originally called each other "must first" in the science field, but now after they each ascend to the top, they can be called each other "the same year".

Dugu Liangqi lifted the pen, and on the color version, Yuan Ji Neng's "Dusk is silent and does not know what to do, the nose is like a smoke window, and the ears are like bells." Alone put the ivory comb into the sideburns, Kunlun Mountain was bright on the moon, and then added to "find the yellow suck embroidered saddle, and take the group in Pingkangfang." Shangdu has recently become poor, and a white peony can work. ”