Chapter 374: Debut

The weather in the capital is not very hot, but after the Qingming rain, it was just one day and the day was hot. The jacket was a little cold in a single dress. It was very hot during the day, but it was very cold at night. It was really a headache to dress in this weather. Therefore, people on the street often put a vest clip on their heads outside the single dress. After the heat, it was colder and more annoying, but it was better than being sick, right? Among the crowds coming and going on, a boy wearing a water-colored single dress and a lynx wallet was led by a servant to hurry on the road. Although his face was calm, his steps became a little more anxious. He hurried to the Zhenyuan Restaurant and felt relieved. He spread the folding fan in his hand and walked into the restaurant with a sway.

The Fengyuan Restaurant is not very famous among thousands of restaurants in the capital, and at most it is considered a mid-range. Not to mention that it is not as luxurious as the luxury of Wangyue Tower, even compared with large restaurants such as Lion Tower, there is one thing that other restaurants cannot compare with, that is, the humanistic atmosphere. The owner of the restaurant may be to attract business, or perhaps it is just a pure respect for scholars. The restaurant has clearly stipulated at the beginning of its establishment:

Anyone who can write a good poem on the spot will have half the price of wine and food. This alone attracts the attention of most literati and poets. It is reported that the former emperor Kangxi also came here casually and exchanged poems for wine, leaving behind a story. During the year of the competition, the restaurant in the Yuanyuan was full of guests every day, and the people who were fame and fortune were exchanged, either drinking and singing, making friends through literature, or having a debate. It was very lively and became a beautiful scenery in the capital.

Today, the Pinyuan Restaurant is very noisy again, but there are many fewer customers. This is not surprising. The competition is coming to an end, and only the palace examination is left. No high school students have returned home one after another. The rest are elites who are about to participate in the palace examination. These people are only more than 300 people, and each has their own places to go. Of course, there are not too many people who can come to the Pinyuan Restaurant to relax. There are fewer customers, but the quality is very high. Most of them are scholars who are about to participate in the palace examination. They are romantic and allusions flying around while chatting and laughing. It is quite lively.

The young man who hurried into the restaurant did not stop for more than a floor. He just glanced and climbed up the ladder, headed straight to the private room on the second floor. He took out a piece of silver and threw it to the waiter who came forward with a smile on his face. He smiled and said, "I'm looking for someone, there's no need to serve him." After saying that, he ignored the waiter's flattery and went into the No. 2 box by himself.

"Ha, Xiaohong is here, you are late, so you have to punish three drinks of wine." A young scholar with a national face immediately burst into laughter when he saw the boy walking into the private room.

Xiao Hong? Of course, it is not really Xiao Hong. This person is the current eldest prince Hongli. Hongli, who is only twelve years old, inherited Yinzuo's tall figure and Qiuju's beautiful face. He has been practicing both civil and military since childhood, and has ridden a horse and archery to create a good body. Although he is only twelve years old, he looks like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. With his gentle smile on his face and a bookish spirit, he can't help but feel a sense of closeness.

"Brother Zhai, I'm late, please forgive me, oh, these elder brothers are..." Hongli smiled and bowed to the young man who said hello and asked very politely.

Brother Zhai, whose real name is Zhai Jia, is Liaoyou, is only 20 years old. He is from Jiujiang, Jiangxi Province. He has a literary name. He studied literature at the age of five, passed the scholar at the age of twelve, passed the imperial examination at the age of sixteen, and was elected when he entered Beijing for the first time. It was the time to be in Beijing for the exam. Today, I specially invited several people to drink and celebrate together.

"Xiao Hong, come and introduce you to a few handsome contemporary figures." Zhai Jia waved happily, signaling Hongli to sit in the empty seat beside him, pointing to a long-bearded scholar in his early thirties on his right hand and said, "This is Brother Zhao, Zhao Xiongzhao, Wu Jinren, and his poems are no different now."

"My little brother Hong Mingfu has met Brother Zhao." Hongli bowed politely.

"I dare not, I am issuing Zhao Xiongzhao, whose courtesy name is Hou Chi." Zhao Xiongzhao saw that Hongli was extraordinary and did not dare to be negligent, so he introduced himself politely.

Zhai Jia pointed to a white-clothed scholar on the left and made a face and said, "This is Brother Wang, Wang Shichen, from Changzhou. His writing and writing are popular all over the world. He is deeply in line with the people of the scholars. The first three of today's studies are for sure. Even if you win the money, it is not impossible. It is a life-threatening thing to say that someone is jealous."

"Brother, don't listen to Brother Zhai's nonsense. Wang only wants to be able to enter the second grade. However, Brother Zhai is about to swing the yuan, so he uses it as a joke. He should be punished with three glasses of wine." Wang Shichen picked up his beard and smiled slightly.

"That's right, Brother Zhai wanted to swing the Yuan, but he used Brother Genfu to do the trick. He should be punished, and he should be punished!" A scholar in Qingyi sitting opposite Zhai Jia laughed and picked up the wine pot without hesitation and was about to fill it with Zhai Jia's cup.

"Don't panic, don't panic, drink for a while, and I have to introduce this scholar Qiu Feng Dun. Haha, if I only have papers, I am not his opponent. This guy has a lot of things. Every time I go to the competition, I always have problems, either diarrhea or headache, or Ding You. This time, it's the third competition. I thought this guy should be lucky, but I didn't expect that this guy would be confused again in the exam room. I forgot to avoid it, and a great article was ruined. It's really regrettable. Oh, this guy's name is Cao Xiandong, whose courtesy name is Ziming, is from Zibo, Shandong, and is the most romantic person." Zhai Jia blocked his wine glass with his hand, and told him about Cao Xiandong's origin with laughter.

"Haha, that's right, that's right, that's just that. But when the dragon gate has already leaped, it's expected that it will turn into a dragon. Then there will be more places to beat Qiufeng. Come and drink, oh, this guy is..." Cao Xiandong didn't care about his own bad luck at all. He drank the wine in his glass in a casual manner, looked at Hongli with a smile, and asked tentatively.

"Oh, this little brother Hong is amazing. Although he is young, he is afraid that he will not be inferior to you. In the future, he will definitely be one of us. Come and have a drink together." Zhai Jia did not introduce Hongli's origin in detail, and made a joke.

"Oh, that's fine, don't be as good as Cao. Come on, Cao toast you a glass." A strange color suddenly flashed in Cao Xiandong's eyes, and he didn't ask any more questions. He raised the wine glass with a smile, stuffed the wine that had just been filled with it again, holding the wine glass, and found the bottom of the glass.

"Okay, I'll have fun with you today, but it's not possible to drink wine without orders. Otherwise, let's have a couplet of poems. What if you can't couplet, just drink a glass of wine?" Hongli happily drank the wine in the glass and suggested with a smile on his face.

All of the people here are the temporary choices among literati. Poetry and other things are naturally experts, and no one is willing to show weakness. Zhai Jia smiled and said, "Okay, I'll just say first: The bright moon outside the window."

Hongli quickly answered: "Secret in the room is so beautiful."

Cao Xiandong laughed and said, "The guy is thinking about "Green Xiaoshao.com" now, haha, drunk and lying in the arms of a beautiful woman."

Zhao Xiongzhao said casually: "You should laugh when you sing for a long time."

Wang Shichen shook his head and smiled, "You are thinking about good things, hey, don't you."

"It's not clear, it's not clear." Cao Xiandong shook his head and said, "I've been drunk and lying down, how can I drink again? Brother Gen Fu's sentence is very wrong. In my opinion, it should be the two great white guys, hahaha..."

Two big whites? Everyone was stunned and suddenly woke up. They laughed and fell to each other. Wang Shichen picked up the wine pot and was about to pour it into Cao Xiandong's mouth without hesitation, and laughed and scolded: "Tell me, there is only one big white here, there is nothing two big white, drink, drink."

The wine was full of joy. From noon to Shenshi, a group of literati couldn't stand the alcohol. As soon as the wine came, they talked too much. Astronomy, geography, laughter, anger, and scolding, and expressed their own minds. They were very moved to the world. At the end, only Hongli and Cao Xiandong could maintain a certain degree of consciousness. The rest of the people had long been talking nonsense. They had enough wine and meals, and it was time to break up. The whole family was shaking

After leaving the restaurant, they made an appointment to get together again, and they all left. Hongli saw that it was getting late, so he didn't dare to stay any longer. He asked Cao Xiandong's residence in private, and then hurried to the palace. He never thought that when he had just returned to the prince's house, the young eunuchs had been waiting there. The emperor ordered Hongli to meet him. Hongli didn't care much, so he hurriedly rinsed his mouth with tea, wiped his face, and followed the eunuchs to the Yangxin Hall where Yinzuo was.

"My son kowtowed to the emperor." When Hongli saw Yinzuo, he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to pay his respects.

"Why, have you drunk enough?" Yinzuo sat at the desk and asked without raising his head. He didn't scream, and let Hongli kneel on the ground.

When Hongli heard this, he realized that he had failed to leave the palace to drink in private. The cold sweat on his head suddenly surged out like a spring water. He didn't dare to argue, but just lowered his head and said, "If you go back to the emperor, I have not asked for an order to leave the palace today. It is contrary to the ancestor's system. I dare not argue, so I ask the emperor to punish him."

"Oh? You are very honest. After that, how should I punish you?" Yinzuo's pen was still not stopped, and his face was faint.

"My son asks the emperor Ama to forgive me. I will not dare to do so next time." Hongli kowtowed.

"Well, go, today you have drunk enough wine and must have used up all the meals. You are in good spirits, so you go back to your room and copy the "Analects of Confucius" ten times." Yinzuo said calmly.

Hongli didn't expect the punishment to be so light, so he felt relieved, and he kowtowed and thanked him quickly, lowered his head and planned to exit the room. Yinzuo suddenly raised his head, and a grim smile flashed across his face and said, "I have only given you a chance once, never next time. You must take care of yourself. Don't go the wrong way, otherwise I will not spare you, go."

Hongli's face suddenly turned pale, and he didn't dare to wipe the sweat from his head. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Thank you, Ama Hong, I will leave." As soon as he finished speaking, he retreated in a little panic.

Alas, this kid! Yinzuo looked at the door blankly, his heart was in a mess, and the scenes of fighting for the throne in his mind flashed like a movie. He knew that Hongli had begun to cultivate his confidant in secret, but Yinzuo was not nervous to deal with it. What should he do? Yinzuo was really confused and uneasy in his heart...

On April 28, the first palace examination during the Yuanzhuo year was held in the Ganqing Palace. Yinzuo personally presided over the palace examination. The question was strategy theory - a party theory. Three hundred and three tribute students wrote quick writing in the hall. Two hours later, all scholars completed the test papers, handed over the papers and left. All the test papers were uniformly reviewed by the Minister of Military Affairs, and the ranking was drawn up, and the imperial examination was submitted for review. The results were announced in three days.

According to the old example, after all the test papers are judged, the top 20 will be handed over to Yinzuo for review to determine the final ranking. However, this time, Yinzuo stipulated that the top 100 test papers must be reviewed by Yinzuo. In addition to Yinzuo's desire to understand the current students' writing skills and explore some talents, the more important thing is to select some excellent articles from these test papers to publish them all over the world, intending to use "Friends" to create momentum to attack the many subordinates of Lao Ba. The preparations were originally the intention of Yinzuo to give this question, and there was nothing to say. Of course, Yinzuo would not judge all the test papers personally, so the workload would be too great. With the help of a group of military ministers, Yinzuo could feel at ease, and Yinzuo did not need to take everything into his arms. Besides, Yinzuo still has something to do now - seeing Fang Bao, so after the palace examination, Yinzuo hurriedly explained a few words and went back to the study room.

"The grass people bow to the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live." Fang Bao immediately knelt on the ground and said loudly when he saw Yinzuo walking into the study room.

"Yeah." Yinzuo nodded without comment, and did not scream. He walked to the dragon chaise long and sat down with a strange smile on his face. He looked at Fang Bao and said, "It's really hard for Mr. Fang to invite him. If I hadn't asked someone to urge him, I'm afraid that the teacher would still not come."

Fang Bao knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head and said, "The grass people dare not."

"Don't dare? Hey, what's wrong with Mr. Fang? I've gotten to the throne and you've returned to your hometown. Have you ever asked me?" Yinzuo said with a chuckle.

"When the emperor returns to the emperor, Caomin is a scholar. He is so old that he dare not take any effort to listen. Caomin followed the imperial edict of the ancestors and refused to violate the hometown." Fang Bao replied calmly.

"Oh, is that?" Yinzuo smiled evilly and said, "If I remember correctly, the imperial edict of the late emperor was issued in July of the 47th year of Kangxi, but I saw you in Changchun Garden in November of the 47th year of Kangxi. How should I explain this?"

"This..." Fang Bao paused and said, "That was the old emperor who ordered Caomin to help organize some documents. Caomin only respects the orders and does things."

Haha, Lao Fang, Lao Fang, the will you make me kneel sore, and now I will let you taste it. Yinzuo looked at Fang Bao who was kneeling in front of him and felt relieved. He deliberately did not speak, picked up the note on the table and put it on, and let Fang Bao kneel there. After a long time, Yinzuo seemed to suddenly wake up and slapped his forehead and said, "Ah, Mr. Fang, please get up. Oh, I forgot that Mr. Fang is still kneeling. Haha, it's my fault, get up."

Forgot? Can you forget this? Fang Bao didn't know that Yinzuo was just intentional at all, but he didn't dare to point it out. Besides, he had a ghost in his heart, so he could only kowtow and say, "The grass people thanked the Lord for your kindness." Unexpectedly, after kneeling for a long time, his legs and feet were numb. As soon as he got up, his feet staggered and almost fell to the ground again. He finally stabilized his body, but he didn't dare to talk too much, and stood aside with his hands down.

Well, it's time to talk about the serious business. Yinzuo's face turned solemn, and he waved his hand and said, "Give it a seat." The little eunuch in the study quickly moved Zhang Xiaojizi and placed it in front of Fang Bao. Fang Bao quickly bowed and said, "The grass people dare not."

"I asked you to sit, and you'll sit down. I have something to ask you." Yinzuo pressed down and signaled Fang Bao to take his seat. Fang Bao had no choice but to sit down, but he only dared to sit half of his butt.

"Mr. Fang is so brave. Hey, it's amazing to be a commoner to participate in the succession of the throne." Yinzuo said with a smile on his lips.

Yinzuo's words were a little heavier. Fang Bao couldn't bear it anymore and didn't even dare to sit half of his butt. He knelt on the ground and said with a sad face: "The emperor's words are heavy, and Caomin is just a commoner. How dare he do this?"

"Dare, why don't you?" Yinzuo smiled and said, "What did you say to the emperor on the second day of the 10th month of the 45th year of Kangxi?"

Yinzuo's words hit Fang Bao's secret in his heart, and Fang Bao's face turned pale, and he forced himself to say, "No, nothing."

"Hey, is it true? Who said the words of 'Shengsun Guan'?" Yinzuo laughed and took out a yellow silk masked notebook, slowly walked to Fang Bao, handed it over and said, "The Emperor has always had the habit of keeping a diary, and everything you say is above."

Sweat from Fang Bao's head suddenly surged out, and he didn't dare to take the diary. He smiled bitterly and said, "I am talking nonsense, I am guilty."

When Yinzuo was about to say something, a small eunuch hurriedly ran in at the door and said, "Your Majesty, Yang Mingshi of the Ministry of Revenue and two ministers, A Ling'a, were fighting outside to ask for a meeting."
Chapter completed!