Chapter two hundred and eighty-six: Granted

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During the roll call, on the high platform of the Chongzheng Hall, the officials and family members from Empress Cao on down were silent and held their breath, just like the soldiers in the field.

At this time, Shi Qi Niang looked towards the square.

"The first person in the first grade of Jinshi in the sixth year of Jiayou..."

The shouts of the imperial guards spread from the palace gate to the square, one after another...

"The first person in the first grade of Jinshi in the sixth year of Jiayou..."

I heard someone else say softly, "I wonder who is the number one scholar in this subject?" Could it be from your family...'

'Oh, how could I have such a good life? It's enough to ask for a job. '

The Seventeenth Mother wanted to laugh after hearing this, but she couldn't. At this moment, the clouds broke through and the sun rose, and thousands of rays of rays of light covered the palace.

Many of the palace family members raised their fans to cover their eyes.

"It's a nice view..." Seventeenth Mother thought to herself.

"...Jianzhou Zhangyue, the first person in the first grade of Jinshi!"

"...Jianzhou Zhangyue!"

Li Taijun, who was sitting not far from Empress Cao, looked back at Seventeen Niang's place.

"Seventeen...yes...listen." Mrs. Fan took the hand of Seventeenth Niang, as happy as if her husband had won the first prize.

Although Wang had expected it, she still looked at Seventeenth Mother with envy, but her face was always pale.

"Seventeen...listen..."

There was no emotion on Seventeenth Mother's face, but she heard Queen Cao say: "The number one scholar in Jinke is actually a young man!"

"Queen Qi, I am less than twenty years old at this time."

Empress Cao asked: "How many years has it been since our Song Dynasty didn't have a champion of this age?"

The eunuch on the side said: "Reporting to the queen, although our official family likes to choose the young man as the number one scholar, but it is not as good as the weak crown, and Long Biao is the first one."

Queen Cao nodded. At this moment, Zhang Yue bowed to the palace and climbed the steps to the palace. From afar, the women saw the figure of a young man in a black t-shirt walking alone on the long white marble steps.

A lady on the side smiled and said: "He is a handsome gentleman with a majestic air."

Empress Cao smiled and said: "The officials are not like us women, who only know how to judge people by their appearance. If you are the number one scholar, you must be outstanding."

The fateful woman stepped aside knowing that she had said something wrong.

Yan Taijun said: "We can't reach this point without perseverance."

Empress Cao smiled and nodded to Yan Taijun, and asked, "I wonder if the number one scholar in this department is married?"

There was silence between the married women, and even the wind on the high platform was stagnant. Could it be that the queen wanted to argue for him that the marriage could not happen.



"The fourth person in the first class of Jinshi in the sixth year of Jiayou... Ren Guan from Meizhou."

In the second year of Yongxi's reign, Zhao Kuangyin's palace held an examination and selected twenty-five Jinshi. They were called by their names one by one, and were given the title in person. This was the beginning of their success.

After the imperial examination, the emperor only called the names of the first three people, and the rest were sung by the prime minister.

Go to Lindian and ask for your name, place of origin, and three generations, also to avoid duplication of names.

In the palace examination in the third year of Tianxi's reign, there were two scholars, both named Wang Yan, from Muzhou and Quzhou respectively, one with a second grade and the other with a fifth grade. During the roll call, the top five went to the palace first, and it was only after Song Zhenzong awarded the second place that he realized there was a mistake. In the end, both of them had to be awarded the second top.

At the next imperial examination, the roll call will be changed to so-and-so from a certain state. Scholars who go to the palace must ask about their place of origin and three generations.

Since then, the system has been established, and the name of the pavilion has been rolled out, and it has been spread all over the world.

The central door of the magnificent Chongzheng Hall is wide open, and the warriors in the Golden Hall under Yingxuan are looking intently. The officials from the east and west shifts in the hall are holding wat boards and hanging fish bags on their waists.

Passing by Wang Anshi and in front of Sima Guang, Zhang Yue stepped to the door of the palace and stopped, bowing in front of the screen with all directions in the palace.



"The fifth person in the first grade of Jinshi in the sixth year of Jiayou... Shao Wujun Huang Lu."

Prime Minister Han Qi held the imperial letter in his hand and called the emperor under the throne.

The Jing Jiao Yin official gave guidance in a low voice. Zhang Yue held up the corner of his robe and crossed the middle gate. The dozens of steps up to the hall were not difficult to walk. Every Confucian boy started from elementary school. Before he learned articles, he was taught to sweep first. Sprinkle the gift of advance and retreat.

Whether a gentleman is in the field or in heaven, he will always benefit from meeting the great people.

Zhang Yue looked at the throne, raised his hands and pushed his chest forward, and walked into the hall...

Countless long-lasting bowl lanterns are hung high above the hall, and the entire hall is full of vermilion and purple robes floating under the candlelight. Those who line up in the hall either pinch their beards or smile, and all turn their heads to greet those who greet them...

Along the way, I heard the rhyme of bells and chimes, the repeated playing of eight tones, and the sound of jade vibrating and gold...

Zhang Yue got closer to the throne, and time passed by unconsciously. So many things he had experienced, and so many people he had met, all fell into his eyes...

Behind you, the sun shines across the Golden Palace, and the sky is filled with clouds like the sea...



"The sixth person in the first grade of Jinshi in the sixth year of Jiayou... Wang Kui of Laizhou."

Chen Mu, the second person in the first class, had already climbed outside the hall. He looked at Zhang Yue, who was dressed like snow, walking calmly up to the center of the hall accompanied by the instructor.

"He is truly worthy of being the number one scholar, just like strolling in the courtyard."

Chen Mu sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Your Highness's name, place of origin, and third generation?" Sima Guang asked.

Chen Mu bowed solemnly and replied: "Chen Mu, Xinghua Army..."



Zhang Yue stopped three steps before the throne, Ouyang Xiu stroked his beard and looked at himself with a smile, as if Dao Xiu already knew you that day.

"The tenth person in the first grade of Jinshi in the sixth year of Jiayou... Han Zhongyan of Xiangzhou."

Han Qinian handed over the list at this point. Only the top ten in the first place can be awarded the first place, and the top three in the Golden Palace will be awarded.

The remaining scholars continued to roll call outside the hall.

However, after the roll call of the number one scholar to the second class A, there will be a sentence "It is appropriate to give the Jinshi and the rank". After the roll call of the third and fourth class A is completed, there will be the sentence "It is appropriate to give the Jinshi origin" to the final fifth class. "It is appropriate to give him the same background as a Jinshi".

Zhang Yue stood at the head of the Chongzheng Hall, followed by two and three Chen Mu, Wang Zhichen came second, and the remaining seven were further away.

As the sixth man, Wang Junmin stared at Zhang Yue's back, his eyes burning.

Under the guidance of the instructor, Zhang Yue and other top ten Jinshis bowed to the emperor who was sitting south on the throne, and then bowed.

The emperors of the Tang Dynasty also kowtowed to the three elders and the fifth generation. In the Song Dynasty, monarchs and ministers generally did not need to kowtow when they saw the ceremony, but the conferment of titles was a special occasion.

As usual, the top three in the palace examination need to be given by the Golden Palace.

This is your grace! The emperor bestows grace upon the number two scholar.

When you meet an adult politely, you have to speak.

Learn etiquette first and then study prose. As the saying goes, words should be sufficient for writing, and writing should be sufficient for words. There are no words to speak, but no words to walk.

The eunuch once again presented the examination papers of the first three people in front of Zhao Zhen. Zhao Zhen picked up the first volume and unfolded it in front of him, and glanced at His Highness Zhang Yue.

In the peaceful elegant music, Zhao Zhen asked on the throne: "The number one scholar, Huazhang, hangs down in the country. I don't know where he comes from?"

Zhang Yue replied: "Reporting to Your Majesty, the ancestors of the grass-roots people were granted the title of Zhang by the descendants of Qi Taigong. They moved to the city and became the Zhang family. Their relocation was uncertain... Tianzu Bazijun was born in the army and was a general. In the fifth year of Qingli, he was posthumously granted the title by the imperial court. For King Langya."

"The great ancestor was very generous, his official Li Min was the official of the Jianzhou Festival, and he was the minister of the Ministry of Inspection and Engineering. Great-grandfather..."

"My grandfather refused to admit his father's forgiveness and was not willing to make progress. He invited his in-laws several times and reluctantly tried to compete in the countryside. He failed and left. From then on, he farmed and studied in the countryside, passed down poems and books, and ended up with the title of Heavenly Lord."

Zhao Zhen nodded slightly, and seeing that Zhang Yue responded appropriately, he asked again: "Is that so, is the number one scholar a relative of the Duke of Xi?"

The officials just heard that Zhang Yue's voice was clear and clear, and his correct words sounded like a loud bell, ringing around the beams and shaking the palace, with the sound of gold and jade.

It should be noted that Zhang Dexiang is tall, has an outstanding appearance, and speaks loudly. Although this young man is young, he is not only tall and handsome in appearance, but also has Zhang Dexiang's voice in legato.

Although Zhang Dexiang has been dead for more than ten years, many ministers in the palace were in the same court with him and served as his subordinates. Even Fu Bi and Han Qi were his children.

But seeing Zhang Yue reply: "Qian Zhongshu's family Ping Zhangshi, the official Zhang Wenxian of the State of Xi, according to the genealogy, he is the uncle of Cao Min."

Next to Ouyang Xiu was Song Qi, a scholar of the Imperial Academy and a close friend of Zhang Dexiang. Hearing that Zhang Yue was his grandnephew, he couldn't help but look at Zhang Yue frequently.

Zhao Zhen looked at Zhang Yue's article and said: "The Duke of Xi State assisted two generations of kings. He served me for twenty-six years and ruled the country for ten years. He respected the king and the people and was worthy of being a minister. I read your palace examination article 'The King is Tong' "Ode to Heaven, Earth and Man", the first sentence of the poem is "The king leads the people, and the whole world is one", the tone of the poem is like Duke Xun."

Zhang Yue heard the emperor mention Zhang's family repeatedly, and Zhang Dexiang already understood that he was the number one scholar.

Zhenzong was the son of an official and was not allowed to be the number one scholar. Renzong's nobles were not the first to be handsome in the world. Zhenzong used Wang Qinruo as the first prime minister of the southerners, and Renzong used seals as the first of the Fujian people to worship the prime minister.

Zhang Yue said: "Reporting to your majesty, how dare the young and talented people of the common people look at the back of Duke Xun? They can only act loyal to the emperor and serve the public. They should not be selfish or support the party. They should ask for life for the people and be a lonely minister in the country."

Zhao Zhen nodded happily when he heard this, put Zhang Yue's test paper into the case tray, took another paper and looked at Chen Mu who was behind Zhang Yue: "Who among the ancestors of the second place is an official in the court?"

Chen Mu answered in the hall.



The king gave me the answer. Zhang Yue asked three questions, Chen Mu asked two questions, and Wang Zhichen asked only one question.

After asking, Zhao Zhen said: "I will give you food in the corridor."

The process of the Golden Palace Grant is over.

Immediately, Zhang Yue, Chen Mu, and Wang Zhichen were taken to the corridor of the palace by the eunuchs. They were given food, but it was just some wine. However, a group of palace maids rushed towards them...

Zhang Yue and the others stood frozen on the spot, and under the discretion of the palace maid, they were measured and selected for their robes.

However, the other seven people were not so lucky, and they were given whatever clothes they could wear.

Then a row of eunuchs brought three brand new green robes and placed them on the plate.

Zhang Yue immediately took off his robe and put on a green robe. Finally, there was the Chao Hut, the Jinshi who ranked first in the first class, and the imperial edict.

Zhang Yue saw the imperial edict, the green robe on his body, and the scepter in his hand. He couldn't help but be filled with emotion at this moment.

After waiting for a while in the corridor, all the Jinshi from Chen Mu on down went to Zhang Yue to congratulate him, and then congratulated him.

"Master Zhuangyuan, I am Chen Mu. I admire your talent and writing skills very much."

When Zhang Yue saw Chen Mu's words, he immediately spoke from the bottom of his heart.

In comparison, Wang Zhichen was ordinary.

After meeting Ren Guan, Zhang Yue saw Huang Lu, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Zhang Yue almost cried with joy at this moment. As the two best friends of the Imperial Academy, not only were they ranked the same, but they were both awarded the same rank by the Golden Palace.

Zhang Yue didn't know what to say to Huang Lu and punched him on the shoulder.

Han Zhongyan, who was standing aside, couldn't bear to see it and said, "Du Zhi, you don't just want to congratulate Anzhong, you also come to congratulate me."

Han Zhongyan was awarded the tenth place in the First Class, and it must be said that to a large extent, he betrayed the face of his prime minister father.

But resources are also part of strength.

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "When the three of us were classmates at Imperial College, did we ever think of today?"

The three of them were talking and laughing, and Wang Kui on the side was even more jealous and didn't know how to deal with himself.