The carriage rumbled past Qinglong Street, and after a while, it had already passed through the palace gate of Yulinwei's handle and drove into the Forbidden Imperial City.

At this time, it was only two o'clock, because it was close to summer, the sky was gradually brightening at this time, and a few birdsong from the imperial garden in the palace could be faintly heard.

The carriage slowly stopped at the gate of Yujing, and as soon as the curtain was lifted, Meng Siao jumped out of the carriage, leaned to the window, and chuckled at Liu Xuanzong on the carriage: "Thank you for the ride." ”

"That Wang Zhong can stand up for his youth, and he will be among the ranks of the 'Most Holy Pavilion' Confucian, it is definitely not an ordinary character, although you have been preached by a saint, don't take it lightly. Liu Xuanzong advised.

The corners of Meng Siao's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled faintly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, wait to hear the news that I clean up that guy!"

"Your Majesty, the time of the early dynasty is almost up. Hai Gonggong reminded at this time, "Yesterday I have released the pigeons of the ministers once, if it is too late this time, I am afraid that those officials should jump out and count the number of His Majesty." ”

"Okay, okay, I got it. Liu Xuanzong waved his hand, looked at Meng Siao, and finally advised, "If you are really defeated by then, you might as well play your tricks of 'five tyrants', don't be afraid, you will carry it for you!"

"I don't think so. Meng Siao smiled, "Your Majesty is in the Chaoming Palace, waiting for me to clean up the good news of Wang Zhong, and by the way, let those noisy officials shut up." Two days ago, I took someone to copy Longyuan Pavilion, and it is estimated that there are definitely not a few people who take excerpts to participate in me. ”

Liu Xuanzong said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just fifty excerpts, which is a lot less than the few of you who participated in the past." ”

In a burst of laughter, the carriage continued to pass through the Yujing Gate and hurriedly drove towards the palace, while Meng Wushao stretched his waist and strode towards the square where the Imperial City Ring was located in the east.

At this time, less than two quarters of an hour from the early dynasty of Maoshi, a large number of carriages began to gather on the side of the white marble bridge outside the imperial city, one after another wearing a flower feather on their heads, wearing different official uniforms, or hanging east pearls, or hanging topaz around their necks, began to pass through the gate of the palace, towards the Ming Palace, waiting for the summons of the early dynasty.

At this time, a carriage engraved with the emblem of the word "Confucian" hurriedly drove across the white marble bridge on the moat, and did not find a place to stop after crossing the bridge, but drove directly to the palace gate.

Seeing this, the Yulin guard officer who was guarding the city gate frowned, but after coming up and seeing the token presented by the person in the car, he didn't say anything and waved his hand to let him go.

"Huh, isn't this the carriage of the great Confucian who entered the palace a few days ago?" an official pointed to the "Confucian" insignia on the carriage and said to his colleagues with a frown.

"It's that guy's carriage! I'll recognize it even if it's burned to ashes!" said one of his colleagues, turning and walking out of the palace gate.

"Old Xu, what are you going to do here? The early dynasty is about to start in less than two quarters of an hour, and if you miss the early dynasty, you will be in great trouble!" said to him.

The official surnamed Xu replied without looking back: "I know! I don't want to! But I got up late today, and I just ate a bun all the way over! According to the great Confucian's table last time, I can't go down to the court at all until noon! You let me have a bun on top for most of the day? I'm afraid I'll faint from hunger in the Chaoming Palace! It's better to hurry up and eat a few more buns on top!"

"Makes sense! Wait for me, I'll go out and eat something too!" an official also turned around and hurriedly chased after him.

"I ate two pieces of fat cake in the morning, and I guess I can't stand the saliva, no, I have to make up for a meal!"

"I'm going to eat some more, damn it, force me to burst into a foul mouth, that Da Confucian is really not a thing!

"That's it! Master Cen, Master Zhang, and Master Du in the Xiansheng Academy next to him, they are also great Confucians, but they never show off their knowledge, and they talk normally, where is like him, it's like putting a crossbow in his mouth, swishing, talking is like releasing arrows, without stopping for a moment!"

"Let's go together, let's eat together, and just accompany the guy!"

"Seriously, if it weren't for the fact that he was sent by the 'Holy Pavilion', I really wanted to learn from the old marshal and directly beat him all over the ground in the Chaoming Palace!"

"Seriously, when this guy is out of the realm of the Jingshi, let's find someone from the green forest to clean him up, right?"

......

Seeing Wang Zhong's carriage enter the palace, many officials remembered the "early dynasty" that spanned several hours a few days ago, and they all felt that their stomachs suddenly felt empty.

However, they were clearly a little too worried this time.

Wang Zhong's carriage made a ninety-degree turn directly in front of the Yujing Gate, and did not continue to drive towards the palace, but turned around and went straight to the imperial city that was cut by the sword of the king of the Great Leaving Country.

When the carriage stopped in front of the Imperial City ring, Meng Siao, who was pacing with steps, also happened to have just walked here.

Next to the ring, several great Confucians from the Xiansheng Academy, the great Confucians in the Imperial City, and the three Great Confucians in the "Wenqu Pavilion" have been sitting for a while.

Seeing that the two sides of the agreement finally arrived together, these big Confucians immediately stood up and greeted the two.

In the face of these great Confucians, who were far older than himself, Wang Zhong did not dare to support Dahe and neglect, and as soon as the carriage stopped, he had already stepped down from the carriage and greeted these oncoming Confucians with a smile on his face.

"Tired of waiting for a long time, Wang Zhong is really ashamed. Still far away, he had already bowed to these great Confucians.

"There is no end to learning, and those who reach it are the first. Mr. Wang Zhong is already ranked in the 'Most Holy Pavilion' at such an age, so how can we be embarrassed to call ourselves 'Ancestors' in front of you, aren't we laughing at us?" A white-haired man in the imperial city smiled and arched his hand at him and said hello.

Wang Zhong smiled and was about to say something, but suddenly found that these great Confucians, their attention at the moment did not seem to be on themselves.

Including the big Confucian who had just greeted him, after returning the salute, his eyes were taken away from him.

Wang Zhong frowned suddenly, and turned his head to look at their gaze, only to find that these Dali Confucians, at this moment, were all staring at the object of the "Wenqi" competition with him today with a fiery gaze - the Dali patron, Meng Siao.

This is a home advantage, do you want to give me a dismount?

The corners of Wang Zhong's mouth suddenly twitched, revealing an arc of disapproval.