There is nothing fun in entering the palace to see the emperor, anyway, the top three are the protégés of the Son of Heaven, they ride horses to the designated place, and then walk through the main road of the capital together, accept the applause of everyone, enter the palace together, and kowtow to the young emperor, of course, there are hundreds of civil and military officials standing on both sides, and then listen to the teachings of the young emperor, and then go to the Qionglin banquet together. But for the people of the capital, this kind of excitement is only once every three years, and they must come out to see it.

Of course, this year is different from previous years, mainly because the previous champions were riding white horses, you must know that white horses are not horses, and the white horse is a dragon, and the imperial examination is the glory of the carp jumping over the dragon gate. But this time, there were only two people wearing official uniforms and red flowers, and the people of the capital had also seen the world, and at a glance, they knew that they were the second and third. If you look closely, you can see that there is a slider at the front of the two horses.

It is understandable that everyone can't see it, and the people watching the ceremony on both sides are three layers inside and three layers outside. Standing at the back, it's good to see the two people on horseback, who can see Xin Kun sitting in a soft sedan chair.

"Alas, what a pity." An old man who looked a little bit of status sighed.

But no one paid attention to him, and the one who squeezed the front had to comment, "See, the one who was carried was Xin Xianggong, who was six yuan in Lianzhong, said, the stars in the sky descended to earth." Flash Dance. You know? He came from a craftsman family, and he used to be an ironsmith. ”

"The body of an iron striker is so weak?" There's one more that I really don't know.

"That's why it's a pity!" The old man hurried up.

"What a pity, the old immortal of Changchun Guan said, Xin Zhuangyuan is the Wenqu Xingjun in the sky, and the number of lives is unspeakably expensive, but if it is tested again in three years, it will be ripe. Xin Zhuangyuan did not comply with the will of heaven and forcibly went against the sky, so he wanted to lose his life. The man seemed to know very well.

"What, he's been poisoned." The old man couldn't listen anymore.

"Ah, poison. Why! The busy here asked.

"Jealous Talent"

"See, just like the old fairy said, how will God punish Xin Zhuangyuan? Of course, it will be borrowed from mortal hands. He is Wenqu Xingjun, if God blesses him, who can hurt him? ”

"It makes sense." The audience nodded deeply, and when they looked up again, the procession walked away.

Xin Kuncai didn't bother to look at the people on both sides, when he sat in the sedan chair, he was still chatting with Xiaobao, but after the three parties converged, everyone discussed whether she could take the sedan chair to parade.

Bangyan and Tanhualang really didn't dare to do anything to Xin Kun, if it was an ordinary champion, the two of them could still be uneven, saying that it was bad luck, but they met a person who was even six yuan, and he was only sixteen years old, no matter how uneven they were, because no matter how much a person could cheat, he couldn't do it six times. Even if he is a relative of the emperor, it is impossible. Therefore, they feel that they are really unlucky, why should they be the same year as this one, and know which session they are in the future, the first sentence they say must be, is it the year of Lianzhong Liuyuan Xin Zhuangyuan? Now, they know very well that when they walk out on the street, who can remember who Bangyan Tanhua is? So, Xin Kun wants to sit in a sedan chair, is there a problem with this? Of course not, you can go lying down if you are happy.

Xin Kun didn't care if she would offend these colleagues, she was not afraid in modern times, and she would not be afraid now. Without Xiaobao, she closed her eyes and recuperated, and she never thought about opening her eyes to look at the people on both sides.

Guo Peng rode a horse and followed, because Xiaobao likes to watch the excitement, of course, Xiaobao doesn't like to stay away from the crowd, so he followed a few steps, and he quit, so Guo Peng also forgot it, jumped off the horse, carried Xiaobao, and walked into the crowd, anyway, there must be vendors in crowded places, so Xiaobao and Guo Peng soon had a sugar gourd, and the two walked in the crowd together. Listening to people talking about Xin Kun, where did Xiaobao know who Xin Zhuangyuan was, he was willing to listen, and he didn't feel that it had anything to do with him. As for whether Xin Kun is asleep now, Xiaobao didn't pay much attention.

Xin Kun could only get up when he arrived at the gate of the palace, and slowly entered the main hall with a piece. Bangyan is a good person, and he feels that a step by step like Xin Kun is the same as climbing, so he stepped forward, "Brother Xin, I'll help you!" ”

Xin Kun raised his head, looked at this man in his thirties, called himself Brother Xin, was a little embarrassed, shook his head with a smile, puffed up, and took two steps forward.

"Uncle, where is this? It's huge! A familiar voice.

Xin Kun looked up and saw that one of the two treasures was holding a string of sugar gourds, and Xiaobao still straddled Guo Peng's shoulders and waved to him happily.

"Little prince, why did you bring him in?"

"What if he doesn't see you crying?" Guo Peng said it very naturally.

"Don't worry, he won't." Xin Kun was really speechless.

"Yes, there are so many people, I will cry if I can't see you." Xiaobao said it quite sincerely, but Xin Kun didn't believe a word.

Turning his head, he walked forward silently. Finally, the pace was normal, and the two people behind lowered their heads to follow, and they now knew that the little prince and Xin Zhuangyuan were really not ordinary. They couldn't bear to look at this truth, so they could only bow their heads.

Guo Peng didn't care, he followed behind, mainly because Xiaobao hadn't seen it, he wanted to go and see it.

Entering the hall, the sharp-eyed Xiaobao saw Prince Ren, and immediately waved to him enthusiastically, "Grandpa Ren!" ”

When Prince Ren looked at his son, he couldn't bear to look at him directly, but when he saw Xiaobao, he still waved his hand to him. He also couldn't ask, why did you take Xiaobao into the main hall, can't you go to other places in the palace to play?

The young emperor also saw it, no matter what the next three yuan, he just stared at his cousin, can you not treat the main hall as your own home, can you come in with a doll, what is in your hand, and what is the red on your mouth?

"You"

"Oh, I almost forgot." Guo Peng saw the young emperor and remembered that Xiaobao had to salute, so he hurriedly put the sugar gourd in his mouth, put Xiaobao here, hesitated with the sugar gourd, handed the stick to the nearest minister, and wiped Xiaobao's mouth. He took it down again, stuffed it into the other hand of the official, and then dragged Xiaobao to the front, "Kowtow." ”

"New Year's greetings?" Xiaobao is actually quite obedient, looking back at his sugar gourd and not being eaten, he is very calm.

"Almost." How does Guo Peng explain, how to explain it to a child who is more than a year old.

"Happy New Year, uncle, make a fortune in the New Year, everything goes well!" Xiaobao glanced at the young emperor very obediently, determined the age group, and then arched his hands, and there were words in his mouth, and he really kowtowed.

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