Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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First!

It was the first!

Liu Jie didn't expect much from himself.

In this life, he has experienced too many setbacks and setbacks.

He even prepared for the worst.

His father was an extremely human minister, maybe even God thought it was a bit too much.

That's why he was such an unworthy son, not only he couldn't honor his family, he couldn't make his father more beautiful, and he even felt that he was humiliated by his father.

He knelt down slowly and uncontrollably, kneeling in the snow.

The cold wind blew across his face like a shuttle, and the coldness faded, but he didn't realize it.

In my ears, I heard many discussions: "Liu Jie, which Liu Jie is it..."

"The son of Chief Assistant Liu Gong, who else can there be besides him?"

"It's true that the tiger father has no sons. His father is the head and assistant, and his son is Xieyuan from Beizhili. It's another good story when I think about it."

People are the most realistic.

At the beginning, when he failed Sun Shan many times, he was ridiculed by others. Even if no one made fun of him face to face, he could still see the look behind his smiling face when others treated him.

The son of your majestic chief assistant is actually only a scholar, who has studied for thirty years, and there is no one in Juren?

But now, a good story has been made, everyone envies, everyone envies, envies that God has added all the glory to the Liu family, and envies that one family can enjoy this rain and dew.

Liu Jie had already got up from the snow, he raised his eyes, and glanced at the list again, his name was impressively listed.

He turned his head just now, with tears in his eyes, he suddenly smiled, then stumbled, walking against the crowd.

He hadn't socialized with people for many years, and not many people knew him. Many people thought that because of his fame, he went crazy.

So they all made way for him and looked at him with sympathetic eyes.

Next to my ears, there were voices questioning each other: "Second place, who is this Wu Zhi? Who is the third place, Zhou Yanchang, and..."

Finally someone noticed the weirdness. They found that in the top fifteen positions, except for two well-known talents from Beizhili, the other thirteen people were all unknown.

Everyone looked at the list in bewilderment.

Suddenly, someone said: "Then Wu Zhi, isn't that the scholar who studied in Xishan Academy and was ridiculed by others?"

When everyone heard this, someone suddenly reacted: "There is also the third place Zhou Yanchang, this person... seems... I have the impression that he is also in Xishan..."

Xishan...all Xishan.

Gradually, everyone discovered a major event. The entire list was almost occupied by students from Xishan.

One after another, the people who ranked at the top of the list were all from Xishan.

In addition to those two talents from Beizhili, there is also Liu Jie who is at the top of the list.

That is to say, among the top fifteen people, twelve of them came from Xishan Mountain.

The eyes of those who failed the rankings were straightened.

Their first reaction was to want to die.

In particular, there are some stereotyped essays that are not bad. They thought they had hope for high school this time, but now they just failed the exam. They... want to die.

If it weren't for the twelve people from Xishan, maybe he would have been on the list.

"Xishan Academy... but Uncle Xin's Xishan Academy?"

"It's the Xishan Academy of Uncle Xinjian and his disciples, where they teach new learning..."

Those who wanted to shout about injustice suddenly fell silent!

It’s Uncle Xinjian. You can hate him, but you have to be convinced. His six disciples dominated the list at the beginning, and beat up scholars all over the world. Now these twelve scholars from Xishan occupy the list of the township examination. ...not so surprising.

The capital... is boiling...

…………

It was noon.

Liu Jian was restless in drafting a memorial in the warm pavilion. The emperor didn't summon him today, so he guessed the purpose. His majesty knew that today was a big day for him, so he really didn't have the heart to make a prelude to the emperor.

Although Liu Jian had prepared for the worst, but... deep down in his heart, he was still irritated for no reason.

He comforted himself that there should always be some regrets in life, so don't worry about it, the more you care about it, the more pressure your son will suffer.

So with a smile on his face, he tried his best to do what he should do as usual, and the whole cabinet seemed to be extra cautious today.

Both Li Dongyang and Xie Qian hid in their duty rooms and did not come out. Normally, they would invite Mr. Liu to have a drink of tea in their spare time to refresh themselves. The land ticket is prepared to write a memorial.

No one could feel that there was a strange and embarrassing atmosphere in the cabinet.

But at this moment, a scribe walked hurriedly and said, "Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu..."

This abrupt voice broke the silence in the cabinet.

Suddenly, many people showed dissatisfaction.

But the clerk didn't care, and ignored the Wenyuan Pavilion, that is to say, the dissatisfied eyes of everyone in the front hall of the cabinet almost rushed into Liu Jian's room.

"Liu Gong, I'm overjoyed."

After the scribe entered Liu Jian's duty room, he bowed down to Liu Jian, trembling with excitement.

Liu Jian raised his eyes and looked at the book in astonishment.

official.

The clerk yelled: "Young master is in high school, high school."

"..." Liu Jian was startled, his eyes were blank.

But in the surrounding value rooms, it was as if they exploded all of a sudden.

Li Dongyang wanted to get up, but after thinking about it carefully, he sat down again, he had to calm down, how can the cabinet scholar be so restless, let's listen first.

Xie Qianben was drafting the ticket, and he pulled the strokes in his hand, and his hand jerked, directly blurring the melody into a ball of ink.

The Hanlin and the scribes couldn't hold their breath anymore, and they went out to explore their brains one after another.

"What did you say? He...he...was hit?"

After a brief stunned moment, Liu Jian stared at the scribe and asked, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

And then, a joy in the depths of my heart began to arise spontaneously.

But... this joy, he had to do his best to suppress it, he was afraid, really afraid, afraid that this was a dream, afraid that everything in front of him was not real, so he didn't dare to be overly happy, desperately suppressed his emotions.

The clerk said with a smile on his face: "That's right, the young master is in high school, and more than that, the high school student was the first in the Beizhili Township Examination in the thirteenth year of Hongzhi, and the young master is the Beizhili Jieyuan!"

"..."

Liu Jian was really startled, his eyes widened, and his pupils began to shrink.

Solution... Jieyuan...

How could it be... Jie Yuan...

In the past, I couldn't even win the Juren.

Jie Yuan of Shuntian Mansion may not have high gold content in the past, especially in the eyes of southern scholars, but with the rise of Ouyang Zhi and others, the northern talents have begun to faintly fight against the southern scholars.

Even he has never won Xie Yuan.

He asked incredulously, "Really?"

"Students dare to lie to Liu Gong, seriously!" The scribe was so excited that his voice was hoarse.

All of a sudden, the scribes and Hanlin outside began to seething.

God.

At the beginning, everyone discussed in private, saying that this time, Mr. Liu's young master was going to lose his name again. Who would have expected that the world would be turned upside down in an instant!

This year's test questions are very difficult. In fact, many Hanlin and scribes have tried to solve this question secretly after learning about the test questions. What kind of people are Hanlin, and they are all profound in knowledge, but they can do it in a day. I managed to come up with a fairly beautiful stereotyped essay, but I still felt that I had racked my brains and spent countless energy.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Liu...

Everyone went crazy, rushed into the guard room, and bowed to Liu Jian one after another: "Congratulations, Mr. Liu..."

"The next official came to congratulate Mr. Liu."

"Ahem!" It was Xie Qian's voice. Xie Qian couldn't bear it any longer, and came in with his hands behind his back, coughing majestically, meaning, what did he say.

The Hanlin and the scribes quickly stopped talking, they were more afraid of the harsh Xie Gong.

Xie Qian then stepped forward and said, "Mr. Liu, congratulations."

After he finished speaking, Liu Jian raised his head and stared at Xie Qian: "Liu Jie...know Yuan in the exam?"

Until now...he still thought he was dreaming.

"Yes, Mr. Liu, that's right, who dares to deceive Mr. Liu, haha..." Xie Qian laughed, obviously very happy for Liu Jian.

And then, Liu Jian's behavior was surprising.

He used to kneel and sit behind the copybook, but because of kneeling, he often had to take off his boots, but Liu Jian suddenly woke up. Standing up excitedly, he said: "My son... I have won, my son... finally shined on the lintel and won the Liu family's glory!"

He burst into tears as he spoke these words, and immediately, he hurried away without even wearing boots and wearing only foot wraps.

"Liu Gong, where are you going?"

"Go home! Go home!" Liu Jian's voice trembled, with a feeling that I also have today.

Back then, when I was named on the gold list, when I entered the cabinet to pay homage to the Prime Minister, I have never felt such joy.

My Liu Jian's son, why is it so bad? It doesn't exist. The Liu family has a family of poems and books, and a scholarly family. Now I am the head and assistant. The most important thing is that the Liu family has successors.

So... go home.

The sky is falling, and this matter has to be put on hold, let it go, and I want to see my son.

He had already stepped out of the cabinet under the astonished gazes of countless people.

Behind him, someone came to his senses.

Seeing the boots on the ground, Xie Qian couldn't help shouting: "Grand Liu, boots, boots, you're not wearing boots. Come on, hurry up and catch up. It's snowing outside, how can Mr. Liu survive without boots."

So everyone hurriedly chased them out.

Li Dongyang calmly walked out of his room with his hands behind his back.

Then, he was a little confused.

This……

The routine is a bit wrong.

Originally, I wanted to show a little calmness, but when everyone else was very excited, I walked over slowly to congratulate, but I was too slow, but in the end, Mr. Liu was in a hurry... and left.

Does this count as eating * not catching up with the heat?

He shook his head and smiled wryly.

It's justifiable, it's justifiable, Mr. Liu has been aggrieved for too long.

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