"alike!"
Regardless of Su Ziji's thoughts, King Qi's face turned livid at this time, and his nails cut into his flesh. Even the King of Shu also changed his color. For a moment, everyone was in a trance, as if he saw his respectable and terrifying prince entering the palace again. , this is really similar.
If you look closely, you will see that it’s not the looks that are too similar, but the temperament and demeanor.
Only the new King of Lu, who was still young when the prince passed away, did not have much association with him. He just secretly praised: "This man has a good appearance and an even better expression. He has the attitude of the ancients throwing fruits to fill the cart."
When the two kings of Qi and Shu changed their expressions, and several ministers looked at them from the corner of their eyes, their expressions also changed, and their smiles stopped. They looked at each other secretly and thought to themselves: "Is there anything special about this son? Maybe he can be given to Gu's disciples. have a look."
Regardless of his thoughts, he came in second, third overall, and second best, and he came in the same way, bowing three times and kowtowing to express his gratitude.
But the second-place finishers in the second-tier A and the third-tier A don't have this treatment. They don't have to enter the palace, they only need to kneel and thank them outside the palace.
The fourth biography, Rong Yongxin, is a young man in his twenties. He looks very good-looking, energetic and heroic.
The emperor seemed very satisfied with these four people, nodded with a smile, and looked at Zhong Fanzhi again.
Zhong Fanzhi took the golden book, but did not open it, but said to Rong Yongxin: "According to the decree, you will call the roll call!"
"Yes!" Rong Yongxin was obviously excited, but suppressed it. He held the golden book respectfully, kowtowed to the emperor, then stood up, walked back to the entrance of the hall, and began to roll call to the people kneeling outside. .
This song is about the rankings after the second place in the top two.
There are also guards on the left and right. There are several people in total. Their voices are loud and loud. They sing each name of Chuanlu and repeat it loudly in unison. Loud embarrassment.
As for the Grand Bachelor, there were only four singers, and they were all kneeling in front, so it was impossible to hear clearly.
Two hundred and thirty-three people, except for the three people in the first class, there are 70 people in the second class Jinshi, and one hundred and sixty people in the third class with the same Jinshi background. As the roll call continues, some people are really happy and some are sad. Everyone has a different taste. In his heart, apart from those who were really ranked at the top, those who thought they were very high had their rankings dropped. At the same time, Xie En, he was envious and jealous of the three people in the first class, especially Su Ziji, the number one scholar.
Su Ziji had long been accustomed to facing these familiar malices.
The impact on him was not as great as the "Admission Notice" thoughtfully sent by the Ministry of Rites when he exited the hall after singing his name, bowed and thanked him, which made him think more.
When Su Zi was taking the Huiyuan exam, someone also sent a post to the Jushi Garden of Qingyuan Temple. At that time, the post was considered elegant.
But now the Ministry of Rites presents a gold-plated book post that represents the honor of the First Class and the status of the new Jinshi. That is one in the sky and one on the earth.
"For scholars, although passing the scholar examination can be regarded as a change of family, for the upper class, only at this moment, only when they get the new Jinshi title and everything is finalized, can they really change their family."
"This is truly a transformation from an ordinary scholar to an official."
Even Chuanlu, who seems to have a good reputation, is different from the first-class students in this "admission notice". He has the same treatment as the second-class and third-class students, and all he gets are red cards.
"Su Zhuangyuan, here are the Zhuangyuan robes and palace flowers." Officials from Honglu Temple led people to the side hall.
The first and third officers should wear special red robes and put bright red palace flowers on their hats.
This was actually made on the spur of the moment. You only need to wear one over the clothes you are currently wearing. Generally speaking, they are very loose, and tie a jade belt to make it more festive.
Looking at the red robe on the tray, Su Ziji once again thanked the main hall from a distance. The side hall had been surrounded by curtains to form a dressing room. All three of them went, one person at a time.
Su Ziji changed into the No. 1 Scholar's uniform inside, with a plain silver belt around his waist, and a red flower on his black gauze hat.
"She really looks like a groom."
In fact, the attire of the groom's official was imitated by the number one scholar. Although the size of the number one scholar's uniform was large, the color was very red and not vulgar. Because the official uniforms of this era were looser, it didn't look like anything.
As for the very feminine palace flowers, because it has long been known that the number one scholar will wear palace flowers on his hat. This is an honor that belongs to every number one scholar. Naturally, Su Ziji will not dislike it. He put the palace flowers directly on his hat and smiled. Go out. When you come out, the two of you are already waiting outside.
Taking a look at the No. 2 and No. 3 overall picks who had also changed into clothes, Su Ziji could probably guess how festive he looked at the moment.
"If you see it, you will definitely laugh at me." This was Su Ziji's first reaction.
But then I thought, no, usually when I wear red, the other party might secretly laugh, but when she puts on this champion robe, she will probably just look at him with bright eyes and a look of admiration on her face.
"I don't know if Buhui knows that I have become the number one scholar." This moment of honor, a brief rise to the top in the field of scholars, made Su Ziji want to share it with Ye Buhui.
Su Ziji lowered his eyes and saw half of the red sandalwood shadow, floating in the field of vision with a faint green light, and a line of green characters: "Winning the number one scholar and transforming into the seed of human nature, is it through Panlong's mind method (8015/ 10000) to absorb (the move is irreversible)?”
"yes!"
"The Panlong Heart Technique absorbs the seeds of humanity, [The Panlong Heart Technique] +2000, increased by 11 levels (15/11000)!"
"It's a double blessing."
Su Ziji accepted it calmly and directly. He only checked it and ignored it for the time being.
After that, it’s all about praising the official.
Dazheng's boasting officials only set out from the palace and went all the way to Daming Gate. The journey was not very far and there was no need to ride a horse. Su Ziji guessed that this change was probably to restrain the military attachés.
The boundary between civil servants and military attachés was clearly drawn, and even the "military" element was completely eliminated when praising officials.
"I'm in poor health. I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it if I follow him for such a long distance." Su Ziji lowered his eyes and thought to himself as he thought about the journey ahead.
At this time, the court dispersed, and King Qi got off work. He was confused and confused. When he saw his brother Shu, who had competed with him in the past, his face was also pale, but he did not smile. Instead, he felt a sympathy for each other.
As for King Lu who was following him with a confused look on his face, the two of them looked down upon him and ignored him.
In the silence, the three of them had already stepped out of the palace gate. Three bullock carts were waiting in sequence not far away from the steps. There was still noise in the distance. Everyone knew that this was a parade to praise officials.
"It's ridiculous to parade around and praise your officials." King Qi couldn't help but sneer.
The atmosphere of the former Wei Dynasty was open. Although Dazheng was a little tight, he still inherited the system of the previous dynasty. He occasionally visited the market. In addition to talented people and beauties, there were also princes occasionally.
But here, when princes compete for favor, they are honest and meritorious, and hate evil as much as hatred.
This really made King Qi laugh out loud.
Integrity, meritorious service, and hatred of evil are just the knowledge of ministers or even censors. The more they do, the more they prove to be slaves.
Still a lackluster slave.
