It's going to be fine, Li Yan comforted himself.

Life now is much better than everything he thought in the past.

Although I don't know what the future will be, I am holding my most beloved woman now, and I should be as happy as I am today for the rest of my life.

Fu Yao was also feeling the heartbeat that belonged to Li Yan, she had heard this heartbeat many times, but it didn't make her feel calm like today.

The beating pulse told Fu Jiao again and again that this man was alive, and it was Li Yan who had not been assassinated and had not died in front of her.

"Alright, it's time to get out. Do you love this pastry? Li Yan asked gently.

Fu Yao nodded again and again, with a smile on his face.

Of course, she likes to eat pastries, whether it is in her previous life or now, as long as she eats sweet things, she will always make her feel much better.

"I'll take you to the capital in a few days." Li Yan said with a slight smile.

The two walked out of the side hall hand in hand.

Hai Bu looked at this scene and almost burst into tears: "Even if the emperor came out of the things of the year." ”

*

The continuous drizzle is dotted with such spring colors.

But it also affects the hearts of many scholars, and today is the day when the list is officially released.

In the teahouse outside the wall, all the scholars gathered here, ostensibly tasting tea, but in fact they were all nervous.

No one knows who the champion of Jinke is this time, and everyone is looking forward to taking this opportunity to return home.

Maybe when he is named on the gold list, he can be caught by someone on the list and become someone else's son-in-law.

It's a pity that the emperor doesn't have a daughter today, otherwise they probably want to be a concubine.

"Brother Qi, you are brilliant in writing, we have all read the articles you wrote, and we will definitely be able to win this Jinke champion!"

"Where and where, I will just write some in the article, if you talk about literary style, it depends on our brother Zhang."

Several scholars spoke humbly to each other. It looks like it's very harmonious.

The person called Brother Zhang, who was standing under the eaves to avoid the rain at this time, heard someone shouting his name, and looked back blankly.

"Are you calling me?" His confused appearance couldn't help but make everyone laugh.

But it's all good-natured laughter.

Everyone knows that this Brother Zhang, although he looks confused, is actually a very powerful talent, the articles written under his hands are particularly beautiful, and some of the arguments and some points of view are particularly eye-catching.

After each exam, they would talk to each other about their opinions, and they would be moved by some of Brother Zhang's opinions.

Now they all think that the one who can win the champion this time is probably either Brother Zhang or Brother Qi.

The teahouse was talking and laughing, and in a shop next door, a few scholars who were sheltering from the rain snorted coldly.

"Zhang Jiqian, why haven't I heard of this person before. I don't know where it came from, is it worthy of your respect? ”

A few scholars in the teahouse were suddenly unhappy: "You haven't seen the text written by Brother Zhang, so naturally you don't think it's worthy of praise. ”

"Your brothers are too famous, but you just have some humble opinions below, which makes everyone laugh." Zhang Jiqian came out of the hazy state and said with a smile.

In fact, these scholars are also particular about getting together, for example, these scholars in the teahouse shop have known each other since the morning, have a close relationship with each other, and some are fellow villagers.

In the shop next door that sells wontons, most of the scholars in it are from the capital, and they like to do things that are low and high.

There are also a few children who are even from wealthy families who come out to experience.

There is no first in the text, there is no second in the martial arts, and the scholars in the teahouse dare not say that they can get the first, and those who shirk each other think that the articles written by others are the best

And the people in the wonton shop feel that the articles they write are the best in the world.

And these two parties are together, and now neither is convinced of the other.

Seeing that the two factions were about to fight, there was a commotion outside.

A few experienced people know that this is going to be released!

"Childe, Childe has seen your name, and he is on the list!"

"Oh, Brother Wang is good, this time you have won the Jinshi! After you go back, you can glorify your ancestors! ”

"Hahaha I'm in, I'm in!"

The scene became very chaotic for a while, and several scholars who saw their names were so happy that they almost took off their hair hats from their heads, which was simply insulting.

Zhang Jiqian squinted his eyes at the list, looking at his name one after another.

A scholar on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and patted him directly: "Brother Zhang, if you are looking for your name, I will start looking for you from the beginning, how can I start looking for you from the end?" ”

"Yes, let's take a look at who this year's champion is...... Brother Zhang! Congratulations, this time it's really you! ”

There was a congratulatory sound on the side, and Zhang Jiqian couldn't believe his ears.

I know that the articles I write are actually just some of the insights in them that are very well written, such as what no one has written today.

However, everyone knows that the imperial court prefers Baguwen.

In the examination room, Zhang Jiqian really wanted to write Baguwen, but the moment he put pen to paper, he finally decided to write what he wanted to write.

He was already ready to fall into Sun Shan and wait for next year's return, but he didn't expect to be the champion in this move.

When he was happy, there was a commotion on the side.

"How could I be on the list! Are you mistaken? ”

"That's it! Zhang Jiqian is a champion! The kind of tattered article he wrote, he actually got the top spot, I still don't believe it, who judged it! Didn't you accept Zhang Jiqian's money! ”

A group of people kept banging, wanting to see the examiner this time and asking for a re-arrangement.

Li Yi, who was drinking tea not far away, raised his eyebrows when he heard this movement, and sure enough, it was exactly the same as what his brother said, there are always people in this group of scholars who are not convinced, and these people who have been brushed down are all good people who write Bagu Wen.

It's just a pity that something so rigid is so good to write, what's the use?

What the imperial court wants is a talent who can manage floods and can live in peace with the people.

Rather than just applying the model of predecessors, the talent who writes the article at a glance.

Li Yi saw that the noise over there was almost over, stood up, and brushed the dust off the hem of his clothes.

"What are you arguing about?"

He was wearing a purple and luxurious dress today, much more noble than when he had just returned to Beijing, as long as he saw it, he knew that this person was either rich or expensive.

The scholars, who had been making a lot of noise, heard the movement and turned their heads one by one, and were about to say who it was, but here they saw the graceful and luxurious manners, and the guards in a row behind him.

Good guy, isn't this the king of Jiu'an who just returned to Beijing!

Suddenly, Li Yi knelt in front of him.