Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

The four of them were still in shock when they were brought into the Spring Breeze Room by Bingwen.

Before he could close his mouth, Wei Feng, who was outside the house, knocked on the door and asked to see him.

Shi Zhongfei opened the door at Bingwen's instruction and saw Wei Feng bowing to Bingwen very respectfully, saying, "Master Bingwen."

"Why are you here?" Prince Jing's remuneration has already been settled, and Bingwen really doesn't know what he is here for.

"Prince Jing will **** Prince Hui's body back to the fief tomorrow, and he wants to invite Prince Bingwen to the palace for a chat."

"Unfortunately, I have already invited a friend to meet again today. You conveyed it on your behalf, I wish Lord Jing a smooth journey, and we will meet again eventually."

"Yes."

Wei Feng gave another respectful salute before he left.

When Bingwen turned around again, he saw four dumb faces. Rao was a stern person like Xie Jiming, and he was a little dumbfounded.

"You guys, what's wrong?" Bingwen laughed.

"Changhui, Young Master Bingwen rejected Prince Jing just now because he wanted to eat with us?" Yin Guangbo pounded Kong Changhui with his elbow.

Kong Changhui pinched Yin Guangbo's arm, and after hearing him cry out "Oops", he said, "It seems to be true."

Although Shi Zhongfei and the three of them have long heard how Prince Bingwen is doing, they have been getting along since these days. I just feel like his temperament, and he is humble and low-key, and he takes good care of them. Especially in Shi Zhongfei's heart, Bingwen still has a life-saving grace for him. Otherwise, he would have been burned to death by the fever.

And Xie Jiming's heart is even more touching.

Because, before, he always shouted and drank at Bingwen.

But Bingwen was desperate to block the sword for him.

It was such a person who stood up when the poor student was bullied by the aristocratic family.

Just such a person, in order to have a meal with them. He actually rejected Prince Jing, who had just been conferred by the emperor, and did not gain power.

The image of Bingwen in their hearts suddenly became tall and majestic...

After Wei Feng came out of Yinweizhai, he returned to Prince Hui's Mansion, and reported to Gu Xingyun what had just happened in Yinweizhai, as well as what Bingwen asked him to convey on his behalf.

Gu Xingyun didn't mind.

Although he grew up in the palace, Prince Hui never spoiled him.

He often accompanied the army when he was young, but he was actually a rough man with no formality.

"Do I need to send someone to follow Young Master Bingwen to protect him?" Wei Feng asked with Prince Jing's thoughts.

"No need, your action today already represents this king's attitude. After this king leaves, the palace only needs to send someone to pay attention to his news, and help him if necessary."

"Yes."

At this time, in the Hanzhang Palace, Xiao Yanjun, who learned the news, could not wait to bring the injured Zeng Shangjie into the palace and beat him again. Right now, Xiao Zimu is grading the papers, and everyone knows that His Highness the Seventh has a close relationship with Xiao Houye.

He still dared to say nonsense in Yinweizhai, for fear that the people in Xiahou Mansion would not know that he was going to cheat.

As for Bingwen, Xiao Yanjun snorted coldly.

Let's take a while, wait for the list to find an opportunity to see if you can make friends. If not, the murderous intent in his eyes will appear. Such a person needs to be removed.

After the scientific examination, Xiao Zimu was really busy.

At the end of the last day, the examination papers were uniformly sealed and sent to the Chuwen Pavilion, and five rounds of examinations began on the second day.

In the first round, some five-rank civil servants were selected for fifteen days.

In the second round, ten days were selected by some four-rank ministers.

In the third round, seven days are selected by some third-rank courtiers.

In the fourth round, five days were carefully selected by some second-rank officials.

In the fifth round, it was handed over to the chief examiner, who drew up the list of winners three days later and presented it to the emperor.

In previous years, Du Hanfei only came to Chuwen Pavilion to read the papers in the last round before the ranking. Even if he came, he would just go through the motions, pick some already marked exam papers, choose the weight, choose the person, submit it, and let the emperor decide the top three.

Xiao Zimu is different, Du Hanfei is looking at the papers that have been selected for internal selection.

But he was looking at the papers that were screened.

Those five-rank civil servants were all surprised, and after thinking about it again, it was probably the first time that they had been entrusted with important tasks, and they wanted to be more diligent.

However, they soon realized that they were wrong. After Xiao Zimu entered the Chuwen Pavilion, he didn't show any signs. He asked Xin Ya to make him a pot of tea, and ordered the civil servants to bring over the papers that were not selected, and then read them seriously in the pavilion.

Fifteen days in a row, every day. Although the civil servants did not know what Xiao Zimu intended, they were all convinced by his attitude.

The amount of screening test papers is extremely large, so the first round took the longest time.

They are still ten people reading the papers separately, and the amount of reading Xiao Zimu alone is probably the sum of the ten of them superimposed. Although, Xiao Zimu does not look at the selected papers. However, there are not many papers that can be selected.

After the first round, Xiao Zimu only picked out one of the many unsuccessful exam papers and stored it separately.

Although he was very tired, he was still a little relieved in his heart.

It appears that the first round of screening.

These civil servants are still quite responsible.

Xiao Zimu returned to the Yongning Hall at this time, and suddenly wanted to talk to someone, but found that there was no one to find.

In recent years, as the royal heirs got older and older, they fought openly and secretly, vying for power, and the tricks of intrigue became more and more intense. He was disdainful in his heart and did not want to join it.

Until the appearance of Xia Chu, waves of waves erupted in his unwavering heart. Let him understand that, as the emperor's heir, enjoying the supreme honor, he must bear the same responsibility.

Now, being able to get to the end is not the most important thing to him.

Being able to truly do something practical for Xiao Guo, without staying out of the way, is his greatest consciousness.

"Xin Ya, you said, how has he been on the mountain these days?" Xiao Zimu asked, looking at the green bamboo lamp beside the desk.

"If Your Highness is concerned, you can repair a book and give it to the Lord." Xin Ya suggested.

"It's very inconvenient for him to talk about the connection in the mountains." Xiao Zimu gently rubbed the green bamboo on the lamp surface, his expression lowered.

"Maybe it's just inconvenient for Xiaohou to reply to letters, so you can still receive letters, why don't you try?" Xin Ya's idea is relatively simple. He thinks that Xiahou can always send letters up the mountain, otherwise, what happened to Xiaohou a few years ago? What about the one who received the letter going down the mountain?

Xiao Zimu's eyes lit up at Xin Ya's words, and ordered him to grind and start repairing books.

Even if he can't receive a reply, he can tell Xia Chu what happened in Beijing recently. Complaining about the exhaustion of grading the papers, and sharing that from the vast list of unsuccessful exam papers, he actually let him pick out a unique article, the kind of joy and achievement.

Xiao Zimu is already very satisfied...