The First Family of Tang Dynasty

"This is..." Xin Maojiang looked at the note in his hand with a dazed expression, and didn't quite understand what this meant.

"This thing must not be leaked out, even if you find the third son of my family, the third son will never admit it."

The middle-aged man threw down such an confession, turned over and jumped on his horse, and ran away with his horse, leaving the four Xiang Gong Caijun a heroic back.

The four of them looked at each other, all a little unclear. Therefore, Xin Mao opened the note with a puzzled face and only glanced at it.

He couldn't help but let out a whisper, and as if thinking of something, he folded the note for the first time.

"Three, let's go in and talk."

Seeing that the calm Xin Maojiang said so, the other three also suppressed their curiosity and followed Xin Maojiang back to the house.

At the sign of General Xin Mao, Wu Xiangshou, who was walking at the end, closed the door. Only at this time, General Xin Mao spread out the note and placed it on the table.

After only two glances, Shangguanyi couldn't help but sucked in a cold breath and woke up.

"This...his...this is..."

Ren Yaxiang also took a cold breath like a toothache, and muttered softly.

"It's no wonder that just now Cheng is too often to let the pros and cons confess this, this can never be leaked out."

"Cheng Tai often does this, isn't it a little..." Shangguanyi couldn't help frowning slightly.

After spreading out the note, Xin Maojiang, who had been silent for a long time, spoke slowly at this time.

"Everyone, do you remember what Cheng Taichang said to us here?"

"The princes in the court, but they are very uncomfortable with me waiting to be the best, then I will have another palace test..."

"Everyone, don't forget, I was born in waiting."

Xin Mao said a few words, making the other three people's faces gloomy.

The princes in the court are unhappy, presumably referring to those family members who are heirs of poetry and books, and are very unwilling to be overwhelmed by poor scholars like themselves.

It is for this reason that they will try their best to engage in the palace exam.

I was afraid that I wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of the palace test to step on my own few below the list of Jinshi.

"Cheng Tai often waited for me like this, reminding me to wait again and again, don't let your majesty be disappointed, this proves that your majesty is also on his side."

"I hope that I will continue to be among the best when I'm in the palace exam."

"I had no hope for official career, but now there is a turning point. At this time, there is no need to talk about it."

"Let's still consider carefully how to write a good article on the palace exam, to live up to Cheng Taichang's trust and to live up to your majesty's high hopes."

Ren Yaxiang smashed his mouth, picked up the piece of paper and looked at it twice, then took the tinder from the side and lit the paper until it burned out.

The four of them looked at each other tacitly, picked up the wine glass by coincidence, and then drank the turbid wine in the glass.

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Two days later, the jinshi list was finally posted, looking at the top names on the list.

Suddenly, those who were on the list or failed the list were unbelievable, and they were in an uproar.

"Well, what's going on? Isn't it because you have posted the wrong list?" A scholar who was also on the list couldn't help shouting.

"That's right, aren't the four of them recommended by Cheng Saburo? Cheng Saburo has already annoyed the staff at the official department, and the person he recommended can still be ranked at the top of the list..."

There were noises and discussions one after another, and some examples of people who knew Ren Yaxiang, Xin Maojiang and others were looking for the four examples recommended by Cheng Chubi.

But no one was found, which made everyone unhappy even more.

"Also, look, there's another person..." At this moment, I saw an officer rushing over with a notice.

This notice tells Yiying to celebrate the tenth anniversary of Emperor Datang's reign. At the request of hundreds of officials, Emperor Datang wanted to show his love for talent.

It is decided to hold the palace examination in the Hanyuan Hall in mid-April. His Majesty the Emperor of Tang Dynasty will select the top three scholars admitted in Zhenguan's ten years, namely the champion, the second place and the Tanhua.

And those on the list who had already known the whole story from the noble family, unsurprisingly, showed such an expression as expected.

Soon, these Jinshi who were on the list, on the contrary, left the place earlier than those who did not.

And the people who failed the ranks of the Xianggong Juzi, thumped their chests, cried, and were very sad.

Naturally, there is peace of mind, but for the four people like General Xin Mao, after Cheng Chubi offended the grandson official department, they were not only admitted as Jinshi.

He was actually ranked at the forefront of the list. What does this mean? Doesn't it mean that Cheng Chubi's weight in His Majesty's heart is even more important than that of the grandson official?

Of course, everyone only dared to guess and talk quietly. However, such rumors quickly spread among the thousands of country tribute candidates who had fallen off the list, and then began to flow into the market.

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In the Ganlu Hall, Li Shimin was sitting in front of the case with a very ugly face, looking at the two folded papers placed in front of him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The folded papers were filled with dense data. It was those data that Li Shimin could see. Frightened.

I only saw the data of Chang'an County, and I couldn't bear to look at the data of Wannian County, and I just threw both copies of the paper back to the case.

It seemed that it was not just a bunch of numbers, but a hot potato.

With little effort, Fang Xuanling and Ma Zhou, who seemed a little short of breath, rushed to the Ganlu Temple.

Li Shimin grudgingly smiled at these two confidantes, and raised his hand to signal.

"Two Qings, come and sit down..."

"Your Majesty called me to wait, but what's the important thing?" Ma Zhou and Fang Xuanling looked at each other before asking first.

"In the past few days, I have made a special trip to collect some data and come back. The two Qings will take a look first..."

Li Shimin sighed lightly and handed over the two copies of the case file.

"Look at it. This one was collected by Chang'an County, and this one was collected by Wannian County."

Ma Zhou subconsciously raised his hand to take the papers from Chang'an County that His Majesty handed over, and carefully checked the data.

Soon, his face became very ugly, and the shocking data was really shocking.

"The minister really didn't expect that after careful comparison, it would be so bloody..."

Fang Xuanling's expression on the side wasn't much better, she said in a bitter voice after looking at the data in the pamphlet in her hand.

"His Majesty Chang'an City last year, the number of 12 to 13-year-old women who died due to dystocia was ten times that of 16-year-old women who died due to dystocia."