Taifu Aizi Jinyi young man was happy in his heart, he was ready to sue Zhao Wujiang through his father for openly forming a party for personal gain.

Li Yifu was smiling, but his eyes were cold and abnormal!

He was jealous that it was Zhao Wujiang who was standing next to Li Zhi!

He was jealous of the new champion and gave a student salute to Zhao Wujiang!

He was jealous of Zhao Wujiang for letting him lose his talents, and he hated Zhao Wujiang's handsome skin!

"This son, the old man will be removed."

Take a seat.

"Then the music and the dance, I announce, the wedding feast begins!"

Everyone cheered, and the sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra suddenly rose, and then danced and followed.

"If the queen is unwell, I can send someone to send you back to the palace." Li Zhi noticed the sullen appearance of the queen.

But he didn't care, although Queen Wang was beautiful, she was a woman he didn't want to touch.

Touching her is to compromise the eldest grandson Wuji!

"Thank you, Your Majesty, the palace will retire first."

Queen Wang understood what Li Zhi meant, and her expression was indifferent.

Her eyes rolled, the corners of her eyes were full of smiles, she and Zhao Wujiang were wrong, everyone didn't notice at all, she poked Zhao Wujiang's waist with her fingers just now.

Zhao Wujiang coughed dryly.

Li Zhi took Helan downstairs and walked into the painting boat parked on the riverside.

Wang Yifang and others followed.

Zhang Weimin stepped forward and saluted Zhao Wujiang: "Master Zhao, go to explore the flowers for the people first." ”

"Well, go ahead."

Zhao Wujiang bowed his head and patted Zhang Weimin on the shoulder, his eyes encouraging.

Zhang Weimin first went to the garden to explore the flowers, to make new friends, and then to go to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda of Ci'en Temple with the rest of the imperial examinations and the first Jinshi, and write his name or his own small poems under the tower.

"The inscription under the Tower of Mercy, the youngest of the seventeen."

Zhao Wujiang leaned on the railing, his eyes were clear, and he kept searching for the masked man who fought with him in the prison of the Criminal Department that day.

……

Qujiang garden, there are many palaces.

The flow of people is bustling, the dignitaries and nobles in brocade clothes, and the talented and beautiful women in three-color Tang costumes.

Zhao Wujiang slowly went downstairs to enter the painting boat to attend the party.

The gathering in the painting boat is a special banquet to celebrate the successful conclusion of the imperial examination.

Zhao Wujiang walked downstairs, Wang Yifang was waiting for him, "What's the matter?" Brother Xian, have you found anything? ”

"I have to wait for the news of the ninth uncle." Zhao Wujiang shook his head.

"Don't worry, Brother Xian, Uncle Jiu is an old man, he will definitely be able to find out."

Zhao Wujiang nodded, and the two of them walked towards the painting boat.

The boat is moored in the middle of the river, and from a distance it looks like a large ship with a house.

When Zhao Wujiang boarded the painting boat, he deeply felt its huge, carved beams and painted buildings, like a palace standing on a ship.

"Lord Wang, Lord Zhao, here and here..."The Ministry of Rites Shangshu greeted the two and motioned for them to come over.

Zhao Wujiang walked through a screen, and inside the screen was a table of officials, and he came to the table of important officials in the imperial examination under the leadership of the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

The people at this table, Zhao Wujiang, all knew him, and they were the people in the family of the officials a few days before the imperial examination.

The Ministry of Rites, the Imperial Doctor, Wang Yifang, the Ministry of Officials, plus Zhao Wujiang, a total of five people.

At this moment, the wine table is full of delicacies.

Doctor Yu Shi sat on the chair with a dissatisfied face, "Lord Zhao is full of face, and he wants us to wait for you." ”

The servant of the ministry was speechless, and since the day of the imperial examination, he has already had a lot of fear of Zhao Wujiang in his heart.

"Sit down, sit down, it just so happens that the dishes haven't been served yet." The Ministry of Rites Shangshu smiled and played a round game.