The Ming Dynasty started with caution

When Li Dongyang looked at the handwriting, he found that it was indeed very similar to his own regular script. When he looked at the candidate's answers to the questions, he saw that he was very thoughtful and sophisticated.

Except for the unanswered question "Four Achievements" in the third question, all the rest were answered.

Not surprisingly, it is Jinke Huiyuan.

"Copy the results!" Li Dongyang ordered the examiners to open the seal of the answer sheet and copy the names on the red paper.

The subordinate officers of the Ministry of Rites wrote their names on the paper, and Li Dongyang suddenly remembered that boy Yan Chengjin. This boy also borrowed a bookcase from me. If he does not do well in the exam, he will not be spared!

The results are released today,

Yan Chengjin urged He Neng early in the morning: "Hurry up, we won't be able to get a good position in a while!"

The last time the results of the provincial examination were released, the young master didn't even ask. He also won Xie Yuan, so how could he not understand: "Master, why do we want to see the results?"

Yan Chengjin looked at him like a fool: "If you don't look at the rankings, how do you know if you will win?"

He Neng curled his lips speechlessly, didn't Xie Yuan fall in love in the provincial examination?

We were fully prepared last time, but not fully prepared this time. Of course Yan Chengjin wanted to come and take a look.

The Gongyuan was very lively. Before releasing the results, several strings of firecrackers were burned. The rising smoke symbolized the rising clouds.

The Gongyuan has three floors inside and outside, and is surrounded by water.

He has been staying at his house, rarely going out, and almost no one has seen him.

The world only knows that the son of the great scholar Yingke Song is named Yan Chengjin, but they don't know that he is Yan Chengjin.

"Oops, who hit me!" A scholar in the front row touched his head and cried out in pain, and found something hard on the towel, silver! Suddenly he was pleasantly surprised: "Do you dare to smash it again? If you can't kill me, you lose!"

In an instant, another large silver coin flew from nowhere.

With an oops sound, the scholar was knocked unconscious instantly, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"silver!"

"If you have money, pick it up quickly!"

The crowd was in chaos, and people in the front row rushed to the back to grab money. Yan Chengjin took advantage of the situation and walked to the bottom of the list, occupying the most advantageous position.

As soon as the gong sounded, the clerk from the Ministry of Revenue came out and posted the first list.

People who lack concentration will urinate long ago.

Yan Chengjin's expression was as usual. In such a tense atmosphere, different people would behave strangely to varying degrees, and peeing was considered a light thing.

I even smelled it, the smell of great respect.

"Among the scholars in the south of the Yangtze River, under Tang Bohu is Fengxi. This time, it should be Brother Fengxi who is the first to join the competition."

"In my opinion, Brother Lun Wenxu is not bad either. Both of them are possible."

Fengxi was from Southern Zhili, and Lun Wenxu was from Guangdong. Although Tang Bohu of Southern Zhili was demoted to an official in Jieyuan, no one was optimistic about Northern Zhili.

On the big red paper posted by the Ministry of Household officials, the first, second, and third grades were all listed.

Looking down Yijia, the first name is...

Yan Chengjin!

There was dead silence in front of the list.

"Who is Yan Chengjin?"

"It seems to be Jieyuan from Beizhili?"

Someone next to me suddenly shouted: "Welcome Mr. Ying's son!"

Yan Chengjin's face turned dark. It turned out that he had no sense of existence and was recognized because he was someone's son.

"Being from a scholarly family, even if you have average talent, it will be different if you have Mr. Ying to teach you. Everything is fate, and you can't control it at all."

The scholars nodded and thought it was reasonable. They were very envious of a father like Mr. Ying. With such a father, sow could also pass the exam, right?

I had never heard of Yan Chengjin's talent in the capital, but he won two prizes in a row. What else could it be if his father, a great scholar, didn't teach him well?

Scholars who were not as ranked as Yan Chengjin were envious and lamented that Yan Chengjin won the Huiyuan Award entirely because of Yan Kesong's literary influence.

Yan Chengjin said nothing, but felt funny in his heart.

Come to think of it, I have worked extremely hard. Even if I have a father who is a great writer, if I don't work hard to write the answer sheet and check it a hundred times, how can I pass the Huiyuan exam?

You should think more carefully about whether having a literary father can really get into Huiyuan.

"Brother, you don't have to be too sad." The scholar who failed the exam felt a little sympathetic when he saw Yan Chengjin.

The scholar on the side saw that he looked very unhappy, and he must have the same disease, so he comforted him: "Who told you that you didn't get a good pregnancy? Don't cry. Some things are destined to be there when you are born." , it’s hard to find in this life, and it’s useless for you to cry.”

Yan Chengjin was very sincere: "This brother is right. I am not talented, but I am on this list. If I think about it carefully, I should be in the category I was born with."

Are the scholars astonished? ? ?

What are you doing with a dark face after being hit? The scholar who had comforted Yan Chengjin before felt a twinge in his heart and burst into tears.

Back to the house,

For things like winning the Huiyuan, if his father were here, he would definitely hold a big banquet and invite the same people to have a drink, but he planned to celebrate it small and not make a big deal about it.

He said to He Neng: "Instruct the cook to cook a chicken for everyone in Yan's house today, and give them one tael of silver as a reward."

He Neng's mood instantly changed from being excited that the young master had passed the Huiyuan exam to feeling a little heartbroken.

A lot of money was spent today!

"Master, the longest running chickens in the house are eight and two days old, and the shortest are one month old. Which batch should be slaughtered?"

The so-called eight months and two days means that these chickens kept running every day for eight months and two days.

A one-month running chicken means running for a month.

"Of course it will take a month!"

Everyone in Yan's house was very happy. One person received a fragrant roast chicken and two taels of silver.

The most important thing is that the young master has passed the Huiyuan exam!

Wang Yue learned at home that Yan Chengjin had passed the Huiyuan exam and came to congratulate him. The doorman was wrapping a roast chicken and gnawing on it. He couldn't resist the temptation and exchanged a dozen copper coins for a chicken drumstick.

Eat deliciously.

Don't tell me, Wang Yue has never tasted such delicious roast chicken.

"It's such a neglected place. My nephew is a freshman in high school, but no one comes to celebrate. Hmph! These dogs look down on others, but it doesn't matter. I'm here to celebrate my nephew. Your father is at the border and hasn't received the news yet. I Let’s celebrate for him first. This pair of moon-falling black frosted mutton-fat white jade is my gift. What is my nephew’s expression like? I really just like to give gifts!”

The quality of this pair of mutton-fat white jade is genuine, but Yan Chengjin did not take it: "Master Wang, dare to say that it is not because the student has won the Huiyuan, and my father is holding heavy troops on the border?"

Wang Yue smiled coquettishly: "Of course I dare to say that compared with those who ask their nephews to do things without giving gifts, I am extremely conscientious.

What I asked for is not difficult. A few days ago, when Cheng Minzheng left Beijing, I shamelessly asked him for advice. He said that the writings were all based on some manuscripts that my nephew had obtained in his dreams? "

Yan Chengjin: “…………”

Forbidden City, Fengtian Palace.

Emperor Hongzhi has always attached great importance to recruiting scholars. Now, due to the issue of vending titles, there are vacancies for officials in the Ministry of Rites and the Metropolitan Procuratorate, so they are discussing new candidates in the Nuan Pavilion.

Liu Jiandao: "I selected Jiang Rong, the Censor of Zhejiang Province, who abides by his duties to the public and has a very good official reputation in the Jiangnan area. It is very suitable for him to join the Ministry of Rites as a capital official."

Li Dongyang and Xie Qian looked at each other, and Liu Gong wanted to recommend his fellow villagers again.

When it comes to recommendations, Liu Jian always thinks of his fellow villagers first. If he hadn't been an upright and meticulous man, he would have been suspected of being a scumbag.

And this Jiang Rong is from the same hometown as Liu Zhenggong.

Emperor Hongzhi showed a questioning look: "But how did I hear that there was a flood in the south of the Yangtze River in June last year, and the people had no food to eat? Jiang Rong hid it without reporting it, and locusts attacked in September, but they hid it without reporting it. Don't let Mr. Liu be misled." He was deceived by his reputation, and I feel that not only can I not recommend him, but I will also hold him accountable for his negligence.”

Liu Jian was shocked: "Old minister, he made an oversight."

Emperor Hongzhi thought of this spring, why not train them from this spring. This time, the scholars will be the new seedlings of the court: "How about recruiting scholars in the spring?"

Li Dongyang said: "This spring's Huiyuan is Yan Chengjin, the son of Yan Kesong. This son has won two yuan. He is quite knowledgeable and talented, but..."

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Just what?"

"It's just that the temperament of this son is very different from that of his father. His father is brave enough to fight, knowledgeable, and strong-willed. This son is obviously very talented, but he is cautious, timid, and timid. Even if he is an official, it will be difficult for him to do so. There is a saying that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes. I see that the old saying is not entirely correct."

Emperor Hongzhi was a little embarrassed, and suddenly felt that Li Dongyang was talking about him. Isn't he just like this? He gave birth to such a thing as Zhu Houzhao?

"Ahem... The old saying still makes sense. Mr. Li has worried too much. I think he can still edit books in the Hanlin Academy. It's useful, it's useful!"