The emperor has been a famous calligrapher since he was a child, he has seen what kind of good words, even the eunuch who served by his side, that is also an excellent calligraphy, the Hanlin Academy is full of the best talents in the world, Shen Lingfeng's words, in his eyes, is absolutely average.

Of course, compared with other talents who participated in the martial arts, this word is not bad.

At first glance, the emperor was still a little disgusted, but he took it seriously again, and then he looked into it.

Shen Lingfeng's topic is very large, and he writes about the reform of the military system.

But although the topic is big, he writes in a way that is not empty at all, and it is quite tasteful, the emperor first read it, and he was still a little dyslexic because of the slightly mediocre writing, and when he read it, he read it deeply, but he had a special feeling, as if his thoughts and Shen Lingfeng's thoughts were blended together, very similar.

The article was slightly different from what he thought, and as soon as Shen Lingfeng wrote it, the emperor even felt that what people said made sense.

Since the emperor ascended the throne, he has a lot of ideas in his head, these ideas have been realized in his hands step by step, and there are many more ideas that only exist in his mind, he has never said to others, but after reading this article at this time, he wants to have a long talk with Shen Lingfeng.

Shen Lingfeng is so young, the emperor blinked, his mood suddenly improved a lot, the generals who had to be used were old, and the remaining young people were not to his liking, and now Shen Lingfeng appeared, at least in the next thirty years, there would be no one to lead the troops.

Yang Yuying said that she didn't know much about the military, but she was clear about the changes in the military system of the Dashun Dynasty in later generations.

The information in the archives of the Imperial City Division, it is simply more complete than in the palace, she has sorted it out for so long, copied so much, and has a good memory, why is it difficult to teach a young man now?

These military strategies were originally the emperor's thoughts, but now that Shen Lingfeng has learned them, written them on paper, and presented them to the emperor, how can he not feel like a confidant?

The emperor read Shen Lingfeng's article twice before pretending to look at the confidant ministers present.

"Do you think that in this martial arts township test, who can be Xie Yuan?"

As soon as the examiners here saw the emperor's eyes, they understood very well in their hearts.

"Beijing, Shen Lingfeng, in the field exam, ranked first in the three assessments, and in the infield exam, we read his article and thought that it was also the first."

The Emperor laughed: "Good. ”

The examiners looked at each other, and there was something strange in their hearts.

This martial arts, I'm afraid Shen Lingfeng will become the first martial artist to get the identity of a martial artist.

But think about it, people also have real skills, so it's not too strange.

Shaw House

"Miss, the general will be very happy to see the bird's nest porridge you made for him."

Shen Jia smiled at the new little girl beside him, Ah Wu, a thin flush rose on her face, and she carefully walked to the door of the study with the tray.

When the little guy guarding the door saw that it was her, he didn't stop him, pushed open the door and let Shen Jia in.

Anyway, there are no confidential documents in this study in the mansion, and if the generals of their family have serious business, they always go to the military department or the military camp to talk, and never take important things home.

"Brother Han."

As soon as Shen Jia entered the door, he saw Xiao Han leaning against the window, carrying a cake wrapped in hemp paper in his hand, seeing that the cake was already half missing, obviously he ate very sweetly, Shen Jia was surprised for a while, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange caution in his heart.

I used to only think that her brother Han's heart was always covered with frost, even if she couldn't break it, this relationship was obtained by her hard work and careful maintenance, and today I saw the appearance of sesame seeds on the corner of his mouth, and I felt that he had become a little soft.

"It turns out that Brother Han loves to eat cakes, my craftsmanship is not bad, I will let you taste the cakes I made tomorrow."

Xiao Han frowned slightly, cake?

He likes to eat everything and is not a picky eater.

Xiao Han, who was not a picky eater, looked at the bird's nest porridge sent by Shen Jia, but he had no appetite for a while, and said to Shen Jia calmly: "Don't come to the study these days." ”

Shen Jia was stunned for a moment, his expression remained unchanged, and he smiled instead: "Okay, I know, it seems that Brother Han has something important to do." ”

Xiao Han nodded lightly.

Shen Jia didn't like him either, put down the bird's nest porridge, got up and left, just walked a few steps out of the door, but his feet instantly stiffened.

What was written in the newspaper on the table just now?

Wuju ...... Who is Jingcheng Xie Yuan?

Shen Lingfeng?

"Ah Wu, Your Majesty has graced the martial arts, and the township test is over, right?"

"Yes."

Ah Wu said with a smile on his face, and his voice was neither high nor low, "Xie Yuanlang in the capital this year is still the little son of the young lady's family." ”

As a maid, as soon as you listen to the voice, you know what your young lady wants to know.

Shen Jia felt a cold on her shoulders, and she didn't know why, and she suddenly felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Shen Lingfeng understands the yuan?

When did this cousin of his own have such ability?

She...... It's been a long time since I've been back to see my parents, grandparents, and grandparents.

It's not that her daughter is unfilial, but this matter is too embarrassing, Shen Jia sighed, she knows what kind of character her grandfather and grandmother are, and she is afraid that she will not be able to enter the house when she goes back.

"I became Mrs. Xiao, and I can always help the family."

The Wuju Township Test is over, followed by the meeting.

The martial arts people worked hard to study and prepare for the upcoming exam, but Yang Yuying was addicted to selling food.

She suddenly found that there were many rich people in the capital, and there were more people who were unwilling to treat their mouths badly.

The current situation of the Shen family, how much money is not too much, and it is a little more to earn a little more.

Yang Yuying sells pancakes in the morning, makes homemade hot milk tea at noon, and simply directs Shen Lingfeng to roll noodles and sell beef noodles in the evening.

Shen Lingfeng is currently a celebrity in the capital, not to mention that he likes to eat noodles, even if he doesn't like to eat, he can't help but follow the crowd, come and eat a bowl of Xie Yuan noodles, those candidates, and future candidates are even more so.

"This is your sister."

Several of Shen Gongzi's so-called friends, looking at the girl in simple clothes, the boning knife brush was flying, and the sliced meat fell neatly in front of Shen Lingfeng, even if it was such a rude action, the girl was also elegant and beautiful, that face, that facial features, it was impeccable and good-looking!

The little gentlemen didn't dare to look up for a while, and only glanced at the corner of their eyes.

Is this all unsightly?

The Miss Shen Jia, who is regarded as the beauty of the Shen family, how good does it have to be?

When the noodles were ready, he took a bite of it, and Xiao Xuan, who had never been interested in the noodles, blinked, and poured all the soup into his stomach: "...... Come back tomorrow. ”

I still want to eat it today, but my belly is so big, I can't help it.

"Tomorrow's stall."

Shen Lingfeng exhaled, "Tomorrow's newly promoted martial artists will go to Xishan to hunt as usual, and they all have to participate. ”

This is a good thing, but when he thought that Xiao Han's family was presiding over the hunt, he was angry.