Chapter 403 The Fang family turns around

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From the cheating in the scientific examination last year to this year's battle for the first place, the two have long been on the same side and are fighting to the death.

Fang Yuan smiled warmly at this moment, which most people really couldn't resist.

Fortunately, Xu Mo was rubbed and crushed, and all his integrity and innocence in the past were shattered, and he was able to smile back without being arrogant or arrogant.

People who didn't know it looked over and thought that these two people were brothers and sisters, and they were in harmony.

Those who knew about it, such as Sun Xiaosheng, who stood in the middle, felt like they had been blistered by fire and had thorns on the soles of their shoes.

Until the eunuchs sang in the distance, "The Emperor has arrived!"

Everyone stood silently and bowed to salute. It was as if he had been granted amnesty.

"See you, Your Majesty. Your Majesty, be safe."

"Flat body."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but today’s Tianjia is particularly different, with a relaxed tone and excitement.

He looked around with his eyes, scanning every pillar of the country with joy. After a while, he said, "Last time we met, I was still in white. See you today. I am a Jinshi. I don't know whether the next time we meet will be in this court or at a memorial. among.”

Those who enter the Imperial Academy will be promoted within three years. Those with admirable connections will even be promoted to the second or third rank, and may naturally appear in the court.

To fill the vacancies in the second class, whether to be stationed in Fengjing or sent out to serve as county governor or magistrate depends on luck and connections.

The third-A team is destined to be sent abroad, and he will still receive a substitute spot, and he will not be able to enter Fengjing for half his life.

But there is no way. In this world, there are people standing at the top, others leaning on the mountainside, and still others crawling at the foot of the mountain.

Some people are born into the royal family, while others struggle for half their lives and remain farmers.

Life is uneven, as it has always been.

Tianjia continued to speak impassionedly, with morale-boosting words at his fingertips. At the same time, he taught the scholars not to forget their original aspirations and to recruit students from all over the world as disciples of the emperor.

Xu Mo took a rare opportunity and scanned with all his peripheral vision, but did not see any figure of the prince.

The eldest prince was not there, and neither was the fifth prince. Instead, Dou Weiming and several ministers gathered together, seeming to be discussing any vacancies that could be provided to the scholars.

He frowned slightly, glanced at the calm and gentle Fang Yuan with his left eye, and calmed down again.

The Fang family has suffered such a big fall. No matter how well-educated the person is, it is impossible for him to be like a spring breeze to his enemy. Instead of explaining it as a deep city, it is better to think about whether the other party has found the key to a comeback.

Only by being prepared for danger in times of peace can you go far away.

But Xu Mo didn't understand the aristocratic family or the officialdom. He couldn't analyze the key as quickly as Xiao Wu. The most he could do was put himself into the Fang family's position and think hard.

Spending 100,000 snowflakes to buy a flower spot, and proposing a wealth tax to offend the aristocratic family. Not only is the Fang family's reputation in jeopardy, but even the status of the aristocratic family may not be secure anymore.

The only person who can please him is probably Tianjia, who can't stop talking.

Yes, please the Heavenly Family.

Xu Mo opened his eyes suddenly, and speculation emerged in his heart.

But before he could figure it out, the rewards began.

The first person to be awarded the title is the No. 2 overall pick. The sixth-grade editor and seventh-grade editor may not look obvious, but they are all doing the work in front of the Tianjia.

The main responsibilities are to compile the history of the country, compile actual records, record the words and deeds of the emperor, lecture on classics and history, and draft documents related to ceremonies.

If you can win the absolute trust of the Tian family, it will be a trivial matter to achieve great success.

As the number one scholar, Xu Mo stepped forward to receive the reward and kowtowed calmly to express his thanks.

Dou Weiming's eyes in the distance were full of kindness, and the more he looked at them, the more he admired them, and occasionally there was a little helplessness and a sigh.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will accept your orders and live up to the divine grace."

The young man was wearing a blue imperial uniform. Before he could put on his own official robe, he was already filled with solemnity, as if what he was receiving was not a small official title, but the Bible in the hands of Buddha, the jade bottle given by Guanyin, and Persistence throughout life.

He will eventually turn into the blue sky to protect the peace of the Chongqing Dynasty, the seas and rivers are clear, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe!

"I love you, please stay calm." Tianjia said slowly, "You can change your robes in the side hall."

Yijia's excellence is clearly evident at this moment.

Xu Mo stood up slowly, turned around without squinting, changed into official uniform in the side hall, and returned to his seat.

At this time, it's the second place's turn to change clothes and be crowned the winner.

Tianjia's tone became relaxed again, with a smile, "Fangjia Fangyuan comes forward."

Xu Mo's heart suddenly sank.

"Not only did this boy grow up under my eyes, but he also grew up so well. He won the top spot at a young age. It's really amazing." The Tian family even turned around and asked Manager Wu, "Do you still remember Defu? Chongqing hasn't had a fourteen-year-old Tanhua in many years."

This is a good question.

Manager Wu smashed his teeth and said after a long while, "It must have been hundreds of years."

No matter how many hundred years it is, even if you push it forward five or six hundred years, it won't be as good as the 14-year-old Tanhua.

The top scholar is only fourteen years old at most.

But you can't say this. There are no fools around the emperor. Manager Wu thought about it for a long time and came up with an answer that satisfied everyone.

The emperor laughed, and Fang Yuan also pursed his lips.

"Young people are rare, and outstanding young people are even rarer. I am very pleased that the Hanlin Academy has you as its editor." After the Tianjia's routine award, they suddenly paused.

Like giving someone a chance to interrupt.

Xu Mo glanced with his peripheral vision and saw Fang Yuan kneeling on one knee, clasping his fists and saying loudly, "Your Majesty, I have something to say."

The Tian family is warm, "If you love me, please come."

"During the palace examination, the emperor raised a question: How should the Chongqing Dynasty and the Tartars fight for decades to be resolved? The minister believed that the treasury should be enriched first and then the Tartars exterminated. In the final analysis, the country is not strong enough and the treasury is not rich enough."

"Weichen was born in a noble family and was deeply aware of the prosperity of Fengjing. He also knew that the family's life was luxurious. The food and clothing expenses for one person for one day were enough to feed and clothe dozens of frontier soldiers. Weichen tried not eating for a day and it was not a big deal. But it will be difficult for dozens of frontier soldiers to fight without food and clothing, and the chaos on the border will continue, making the country uneasy and people uneasy."

"Weichen and his father learned from the pain and decided to donate half of their wealth, which is one hundred thousand taels of silver, to the frontier warriors. May they be well fed and clothed, may they be able to fight with others, may they wield their swords against foreigners, may the war end soon!"

Fang Yuan's tone was calm and eloquent.

One hundred thousand snowflakes of silver, which was ridiculed by the people, was called the purchased third flower. If it was told openly and openly in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, with enough sonority and passion, no one could do anything but praise it.

At least he donated money.

At least the frontier warriors benefited.

Who has the face to laugh at those who have no money or donations?

Just by looking at the silence in the entire palace, one knew that this move was correct.

But this is not enough.

Fang Yuan tapped the ground with his little finger, and standing far away, a man in court uniform walked out. He was the head of the Zhu family.

His face was full of sorrow, and without any hesitation, he bowed and said, "I also hope that the war will end soon. The Zhu family will save money and food, and donate 50,000 taels of silver."

"The Tao family is also willing to donate thirty thousand taels of silver."

"The Qiu family donated twenty thousand taels of silver."

"The Zhou family donated 20,000 taels of silver."

"The Meng family donated ten thousand taels of silver."

The more voices there are, the more Tianjia smiles.

Until the eldest prince slowly walked out, knelt down on one knee and said, "My son has overstepped his bounds, but he is also willing to save money on food and clothing, and save money on expenses. Together with his mother and concubine, he donated fifty thousand taels of silver."