In the 24th year of Yong'an, Qin Tianjian's codex read: In the year of Jihai, the cause of fate begins.

For ordinary people, this is the last year of the zodiac, and tomorrow will be a new reincarnation.

This is a subjective mindset that expresses the hope of mankind for a better future.

Of course, a lot of major events have happened this year, such as the gold list unveiled in the fall of this year finally gave birth to a champion of three yuan and the first, and it has been 21 years since the last champion of three yuan and the first, and the huge time interval has pushed this three yuan and the first person who has not appeared for decades to the forefront of the storm, and has become an important object of discussion among the people across the country after dinner.

Golden autumn and August, the golden cinnamon is fragrant, this is a beautiful season worthy of singing the golden cicada, the whole capital is tacitly talking about tomorrow's champion parade street, around the most famous student road in the whole Shengjing - Boya Road to the Dayan Lake to climb the Wenfeng Tower, at the top floor to participate in the celebration banquet held by His Majesty the Emperor - Yingjin Banquet, drink the cup of imperial gin that has attracted the attention of the whole world, wear the osmanthus that is broken by the most noble person in the country, and accept the praise and praise of the most powerful person on that layer.

This is something that no one can refuse or imagine, this matter completely cancels out the heat brought by the group of Li family members who asked and beheaded in the autumn two years ago, and people are very happy to discuss this happy event with others, as if he is the person who will receive this honor tomorrow, and the description is completely like a dance of eyebrows, hands and feet, and the excitement is overflowing.

"Then do you know how old this year's champion of the three yuan and the first is old?"

Someone asked a terrible question, pouring a basin of ice water on the atmosphere that was about to explode, cooling the inexplicable enthusiasm of the people, who looked at each other and pondered the answer to the question with their overly excited heads.

In the silence, someone whispered his considerations, "I only know that the champion of Sanyuan and the first 21 years ago seems to be 19 years old, I heard my grandfather say that it seems to be a person named Mingting, as for the surname...... Hey? Why can't I remember it all of a sudden! ”

The man was still confused, and one of them picked up, "Hey! When you say that, I'm a little impressed, huh...... I'm thinking about it too...... It's called Ming Ting...... Yes! I know, it seems to be a person named Fu Mingting. ”

As soon as this surname came out, it was like a hot mouth, and the person who spoke suddenly stopped, looked around with his eyes, and then smoothed his heart with his hand, looking like he had survived.

"Whew! Scared the hell out of me! This surname is really unspeakable! ”

"I know you can't say it! Yes! ”

The other person opened his mouth at the right time, and before the quarrel could start, a person came out and stopped the meaningless argument, "Stop! Want to be caught? I don't know if tomorrow I will be parade in the streets, and the officers and soldiers are patrolling the streets. ”

Several people leaned against the tree and shut up, and above them was an old tree with lush foliage, and the golden yellow sunlight of autumn fell to the ground in fragments, raising a faint dust in the sound of people's discussions.

"You guys are far away, aren't we talking about this year's new champion, it's more than 20 years ago, what's the use of talking about those guys."

"Okay, let me tell you, there is a widely spread news that this year's champion is very young, I heard that he is only 17 years old."

"So young?! I don't believe it. ”

"Well, who knows? I'll know when I'll see you tomorrow, what's the hurry? ”

"You're a boring person, you just don't know that, that's why you want to discuss it." Someone said to him, "Let's set up a gambling game, just bet on the age of this champion Lang, I will press him younger than the previous one!" ”

"Great idea! Then I'll be overwhelmed. ”

The final outcome boils down to a game of common form and novel content.

Everyone is very interested in tomorrow's champion parade, and this grand event is approaching step by step in people's words.

In the 24th year of Yong'an, on the 15th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Qin Tianjian's codex wrote a sentence: The moon is full, and everything goes well.

The morning of this day started earlier than any other day, people put on new clothes, as if celebrating the New Year, the eaves near the street have been hung with red lanterns, Boya Road is even more lively, all the way the red lanterns are hung high, representing the royal black and red flags with gold and silver threads fluttering on both sides of the road, under each flag stands a Qi soldier holding a red tasseled halberd, they are responsible for guarding the smooth flow of the street.

At the end of the hour, Boya Road was already crowded with people, and the black crowd was divided into two columns, and the crowd was looking forward to it from between the fluttering flags.

Soon, at the end of the street, two columns of soldiers with red tasseled halberds came by, and the crowd erupted in cheers as the soldiers marched neatly.

"It's coming!"

"Quick! Fast! It's coming! ”

Two columns of officers and soldiers tied with red ribbons followed the soldiers, holding gongs in one hand and mallets in the other, striking as they went, making a loud festive sound.

One by one, the crowd craned their necks and stared behind them.

There were also figures, some delicate girls, dressed in bright red women's official uniforms, wearing official hats, carrying a basket in their hands, raising red petals as they walked, and turning the street into a flower-paved avenue.

Today's protagonist is about to appear, and the voices of the crowd are gradually rising, like a wave, wave after wave, about to reach the highest point.

In the midst of all the attention, thousands of expectations, and innumerable thoughts, a jujube red horse stepped out of the place where the flowers bloomed, and a handsome and somewhat heroic face emerged in the praise and applause.

The young man rode a horse and stepped on the flowers, the scarlet champion robe lifted a corner and then slowly fell, the young face was dotted with a pair of bright eyes, black and white clearly saw ten thousand kinds of wisdom and demeanor, and the slightly raised corners of the mouth became an indescribable charming impression like a glimpse of floating light.

For a moment the street seemed to be quiet, and in the faint laughter of the young champion, the crowd burst into unprecedented enthusiasm in the silence, and the flowers and handkerchiefs fell like a sudden and sad rain, falling into the arms of the young champion, hitting the lucky red horse, and sliding down the horse's back to the ground.

At this time, girls and married women had the same beautiful dreams, teenagers had the same desire for success, and the power of those powerful people burst out more thoughts in an instant.

This is a parade of flowers and praise, this is an undercurrent and unpredictable viewing, this is a person's loneliness and mockery.

The streets and alleys are plastered with information about the young champion.

For example, he is really only 17 years old this year, and for example, he has a nice name, called: Yan Yuheng.

Overnight, there were too many rumors and praises on this continent, and the storyteller told the story of the young champion while spitting at the mouth, enthusiasm and excitement soaring.

It's an ordinary age, it's a crazy age.

People used unprecedentedly beautiful words to praise this very young Sanyuan and the first champion, people felt honored, and people were excited beyond words.

However, all this has nothing to do with her, Wei Shaoguang.

A large part of the reason why she hooked her lips and smiled was that her second purpose after coming down the mountain was achieved.

The reason her eyes were so bright was that it was actually dark, and she was ready to start implementing a second plan, a long and deadly one.

She rode on a horse, walked all the way to see the flowers, walked through this long boya road in flowers and praise, walked to Dayan Lake, and walked to the Wenfeng Pagoda where today's son is located.

They are all excellent young people.

Wei Shaoguang turned his head and smiled apologetically at them amid the flowers and exclamations, looking so elegant and polite.

There are high-rise buildings on this street, and people open their windows to sprinkle flowers from the sky, and the petals of various colors flutter all the way, and are trampled by people, and scattered into mud.

The first moment the petals floated down, the shaking light casually raised his eyes, and after a glance, he silently became vigilant.

It's a good place to drop hidden weapons in the air.

Wei Shaoguang was silent in his heart, and moved forward with all kinds of eyes.

The beauty of this road is really indescribable, and the crowd moves in the direction of Dayan Lake in clusters, but has to stop there.

Because there are three layers of royal guards on the inside and three layers outside, and it is the place where the most noble people of the country stay for the time being.

Many students who participated in the imperial examination and were on the list gathered under the Wenfeng Tower, standing beside Dayan Lake in twos and threes, in the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, when the golden chrysanthemum was in full bloom, chanting poems against each other, pointing out the country, the pale student uniforms rose because of the wind, and the corners of the clothes were intertwined together is one of the most powerful forces in the country in the future.

The students looked at the three people who were surrounded by flowers and applause with envy or admiration or jealousy, and Wei Shaoguang walked in the front.

In front of Dayan Lake, he reined in the horses and turned over and dismounted, and the vermilion champion robe flew in the air in a beautiful arc.

The young man is lined with this gorgeous vermilion, handsome and a little heroic, it is easy to ignore his real age, the flying corners of his clothes when walking, the bright eyes, and the modesty he always maintains, together constitute this unique Sanyuan and the first champion.

can be written into the annals of history, even if he doesn't achieve anything later, this achievement alone is enough to go down in history.

On the contrary, Wei Shaoguang will achieve something, and she is determined to stir up thousands of miles of clouds and smoke to plan to get close to the center of this era and approach the unpredictable future.

One of the four uniques of Yong'an, the champion of the street, has been completed.