Chapter 183: Riding a horse and arranging flowers, taking the stage to write poems
After the list was released, the three hundred jinshi thanked him and withdrew from the main hall, and when he went out to the outside of the Forbidden City, everyone was like a bird jumping out of a cage, and they suddenly made an uproar.
However, they can't leave yet, according to the custom, take a short rest, and after the complete gold list is posted, all the Jinshi have to change into special clothes, ride horses and arrange flowers, and walk along a specific route, called "Tour Chang'an".
Jinshi riding on horseback is the most lively thing. Tens of thousands of people cheered and cheered.
Of course, when a Jinshi rode a horse, considering the physical and technical problems of the scholar, it was impossible for him to really gallop on the horse, but someone was holding the reins in front and walking slowly.
An hour later, the Jinshi arranged and prepared, and all of them put on a brand-new dark blue Luo Jinshi uniform, with black yarn on the top, and the corners on both sides were stretched, tied with a hanging belt, and the hairpin with green leaves and velvet flowers was tied on the crown, and the hairpin flowers on the crown of the champion Chen Sanlang were different, the branches and leaves were silver, decorated with green feathers, and they looked very spiritual and beautiful.
Riding a horse through the streets, a long snake formation, walking in strict accordance with the gold list rankings, not surpassing - this is the performance of the regulations.
As a result, Chen Sanlang took the lead, followed by Bangyan, and then Tanhua - Tanhua is Ye Rongtong.
In today's imperial examination, Yangzhou Kaozi can be said to be brilliant, and he has won the champion Tanhua, even in history, it is a rare grand occasion.
In the examination, he was promoted to the first class and the first, Ye Rongtong was really proud of the spring breeze, and he looked forward to chic. When he caught a glimpse of Chen Sanlang, he felt strange, he was even in the middle of the three yuan, and he actually looked a little sad, so strange.
A bell rang, the honor guard team opened, mighty, there were bright flags fluttering, and there were musicians blowing suona, beating gongs and drums.
Flowers are full of flowers, so lively.
Walk a long, straight street in the inner city, and then go straight out to the outer city.
The established street routes have already been cleared, and a large number of officials and soldiers have been dispatched to maintain order, and hundreds of people are standing on the side, pointing to the Jinshi on the horses and discussing. Many of them are young and beautiful, dressed up in fancy clothes, waving handkerchiefs, judging the jinshi, and seeing what they like, they even do not hesitate to put down their bodies and throw their flattering eyes. It seems that if they have hydrangeas in their hands, they will definitely throw them over and smash their relatives.
In the crowd, there are many eyeliners and matchmakers from large families in Chang'an, all of whom are bubbling in their eyes, constantly looking at the young jinshi in the ranks, and then trying to find out the background of the target object, whether they are married or not.
As the champion, as the leader, as a man who is too young, Chen Sanlang has undoubtedly plundered most of the focus of attention.
Thousands of people are watching, and nothing more than that.
Chen Sanlang rode on the horse, like an old monk in a fixed place, and his expression was indifferent. At this moment, in fact, he was already in a fugue and immersed in visualization.
The fame is in hand, the people admire, and thousands of breaths gather from all directions, a trace, extremely small, and unstable.
Because what these breaths represent behind is only based on attachment to fame, lacking foundation and precipitation, so it is superficial.
For example, Chen Sanlang's title on the gold list is the top student in high school, so he has attracted the attention of the people and cheered. But when something happened, the emperor issued an order to strip him of his fame, become a prisoner, and then parade through the streets, what he got would not be attention and cheers, but scolding and disdain.
Before entering Chang'an, Chen Sanlang did not have a deep understanding of the theory of fate and fortune, and only after the life-and-death duel with Zhengyang Dao Chang did he have a deeper understanding of this part. It is not that it is entirely dependent on this, but it is also useful to see it as a referential system.
Thousands of breaths emerged, like a dense mist, permeating the Mud Pill Palace. At this time, the golden dragon qi trapped in the "Haoran Silk Book" was very excited and active, and it gradually took shape, and it was actually absorbing the breath.
This is what Chen Saburo is most worried about.
Since the dragon qi wrapped the "Haoran Silk Book" and isolated it, it was like a cancer growing in the body, robbing all the nutrients that originally belonged to the silk book. In the long run, the dragon qi will become more and more powerful, and it will completely melt and wipe out the "Haoran Silk Book".
Chen Sanlang would never allow the situation to develop to that point, and he wanted to leave Chang'an. After moving away from Kyoto, the dragon qi will be weakened to a certain extent, and the flaws will be exposed.
According to the usual practice, after attending the Qionglin banquet, the new science and technology jinshi will be given permission to return to his hometown, which will be a good opportunity.
Compared with his indifference, the other Jinshi were completely let go, smiling, holding a horsewhip in their hands, quite instructive.
How can you not be excited?
The court is Tian Shelang, and the twilight is in the Tianzi Hall, the green clouds are straight up, the official body is clothed, and he holds the authority in his hands, and he can display his ambitions in his heart, and he is full of enthusiasm.
In the ranks, some of the older Jinshi listened to the cheers of the people and couldn't help but shed tears on their clothes: how many hard days of reading at night, how many hard days of reading at night, how many hard days of being ridiculed by white eyes...... From today onwards, it has all passed and turned into smoke.
Riding a horse to tour Chang'an, I don't really have to travel all over Chang'an, but I just chose a few main roads to walk. When we reached the end, it was a place called "Liumotai". Books are placed on the stage, and the four treasures of the study are complete.
This is where the new science and technology scholars take the stage to write poems and souvenirs.
Due to the large number of new science and technology practitioners, only 10 people can take the stage. These ten are the authors who selected ten volumes of excellent articles as candidates for the first class jinshi in the palace examination. However, because of the current examination of the Imperial Palace, the emperor was "willful", and one of the ten was eliminated and replaced by Chen Sanlang.
When I arrived at the ink table, the poetry writing process began. Chen Sanlang is the champion and the first to take the stage. He stood on it, looked at the black oppressive people, and his eyes stared, and couldn't help but feel a trance: the past was like a spring, gushing out, and he couldn't stop at all.
Suddenly, in the crowd in the distance, Chen Sanlang saw a familiar figure, she was standing under a tree, smiling at herself.
This smile is charming and charming.
Xu Jun's laughter.
Chen Sanlang also smiled, immediately raised his pen, wrote a poem in ink, and wrote a poem in just a moment:
"In the past, it was not enough to boast, but now there is no end to debauchery;
After writing it, the grievances that were suppressed by the dragon's energy in my heart were also lightened and eliminated a lot.
This poem was quickly recited aloud, and in the midst of a round of applause, Ye Rongtong, who was queuing up below, muttered a little sourly: "The fame won the jackpot, and the poem won the jackpot...... The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day. Two sentences are written to the joy of Dengke, so what else can we write?"
He had originally prepared a poem and felt good about himself, but now a comparison suddenly made him feel bored.
Prosperous and lively, sheng songs and joyful reached its peak at the Qionglin banquet a few days later.
The Qionglin Banquet, also known as the "Enrong Banquet", is a banquet in the name of the emperor to entertain new science and technology scholars. The banquet venue is set in the ceremonial department, and it has its own set of ritual procedures.
After the feast, the joy came to an end, and the Jinshi began to pack up and resign and return home. The registration form was sent out by the fast horse as early as the palace test list, but it was far away, and it had not been delivered at this time.
But no matter what, as long as the new scholars return home, the good news must have arrived.
The long pavilion farewell, farewell sorrow, is another scene.
Chen Sanlang went out to the outer city to join Xu Jun, and they were also leaving Chang'an. What I didn't expect was that this departure would cause changes. r1152
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