Chapter 163: The best in Beijing (Part 2)

Style: Historical Author: Yun WufengWords: 2514Update Time: 24/01/18 11:16:21
Sanding Jia walked all the way to Chengtian Gate and saw that a pavilion had been erected here. Inside the shed hung a golden list of Jinshi. There had already been Yin Song Zhihan of Shuntian Prefecture and the two county magistrates Wanping and Daxing, respectively holding a bright horse. The tall, silver-haired horse, clad in red and colorful, is waiting at the foot of the list.

Song Zhihan, Yin of Shuntian Prefecture, was a disciple of Gao Gong. He had known Gao Gongshi for ten years. While changing the red flowers on Gao Yongshi's head into gold and covering his body with red crosses, he said with a smile: "Brother, after today , you are the true leader of scholars for thousands of years, your grace is in heaven, and you will definitely be happy."

Song Zhihan was born in the 11th year of Jiajing, and is now forty-nine years old. In the past, he used the nickname "little junior brother" when he saw Gao Jingshi, but today Gao Jingshi has not only won the Jinshi, but also the first in history. How can one person be called number one in six poems like that again? So he followed the current custom of his disciples calling his mentor's disciples "Brother Shi" to address Gao Pragmatic. This was also a kind of affirmation, meaning that Gao Wushi was finally regarded as a role model by scholars all over the world, and not just as "Gao Gong's nephew". .

Logically speaking, on such a festive day today, it seems somewhat inappropriate to mention the deceased Gao Gong, but Gao Pragmatic didn't mind. He was very clear about Song Zhihan's situation in the original history. At that time, Song Zhihan was one of the main generals who fought with Feng Bao. After Gao Gong failed and returned to the field, Song Zhihan was even falsely passed on by Feng Bao to pass the imperial edict, and he almost died with the imperial staff alive. Finally, he was dismissed from office and returned home. And in the following decades, even though Wanli had rehabilitated Gao Gong, Song Zhihan never left the mountain again until he died of illness.

Therefore, Gao Jingshi respected him quite a lot, and also said a lot of good things to him in front of Gao Gong and Guo Pu. Song Zhihan was able to take on such a key position as Shuntian Prefecture Yin, and Gao Jingshi also had a share of the credit.

At this time, the two county magistrates also followed the same pattern for the second and third place. After finishing dressing up, Han Zhihan of the Song Dynasty personally handed the whip to Gao Pingshi, and the two county magistrates handed the whip to No. 2 and Tanhua, and each helped three people mount their horses.

Behind the three people, there are a pair of "Six Yuan in a row" and "Number One Scholar" flags, a pair of green fans, a red umbrella, and gongs and drums music. Bragging a lot, he went out to Chengtianmen and arrived at Chang'an Street.

As soon as we arrived at Chang'an Street, the atmosphere immediately changed from solemn to lively and festive. The broad Chang'an Street is now crowded with men, women and children watching the excitement. If it weren't for the soldiers from Shuntian Mansion guarding the middle of the road, I'm afraid it would be really blocked.

Just when everyone on the street was looking forward to it, suddenly the drums started to play loudly. Amidst the festive music, two rows of Han generals escorted two officials of the Ministry of Rites dressed in red and wearing flowers, and slowly came out carrying flags, dragons and golden banners. The gold medal was personally escorted by the Minister of Rites, accompanied by all the Jinshi, and walked out from the middle of the Meridian Gate and walked slowly on Chang'an Street.

The highlight of the legendary "Royal Street Praise for Officials" ceremony is officially staged! The three proud men of heaven, riding on bright silver tall horses, accepted the admiration and cheers of the people on Chang'an Street. This is almost the most enthusiastic celebration among the people in the capital, because the rise from a poor scholar to the top scholar in a new subject is the best inspirational story in itself, and has always been loved by the people. Of course, whether it is really a "poor family", that is Two words.

Another point worth mentioning is that this year's Sandingjia are all so young and handsome. People in the world love the young people, so they are naturally more enthusiastic and excited than in previous years. And this excitement reached its peak after seeing the Ministry of Rites rush to make the "Six Yuan in a row" cards overnight.

Men, women and children, crazy and screaming, threw the flower petals in the basket towards him. The petals were blown by the wind and scattered on the sky street, making the three people in the background look like gods descending to earth.

In the past, being dirty was not worthy of praise, but today, there is no limit to the dissolute thoughts. The spring breeze is so proud that the horse's hooves are so fast that I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

With the sound of firecrackers, bursts of drums, and loud fanfare, the team of champions and officials came out from Zuo Chang'an Gate. Except for Sanding Jia, the rest of the Jinshi were led to the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites to prepare for the Qionglin Banquet.

Gao Jingshi and three other people continued to march through Bingbu Street, went to the Libu Yamen, and entered the Kuixing Hall in the Literary Selection Department and Qixian Section to offer incense. After the ceremony, he rode out the front door again and walked incense at Guanyin Temple and Guandi Temple before returning to the Rites Yamen. At this time, except for those who were in the same year as undergraduates, all the princes from the academic field gathered in front of the Yamen, dressed in fine clothes, to welcome the new nobles respectfully. The three of them bowed three times to the seniors, then went to the main hall and sat down in order, and the Qionglin banquet given by the emperor began.

After a brief toast and greetings, the seniors stood up to say goodbye. The number one scholar, Gao Pingshi, led the group to see him off. After returning, delicacies were laid out, drums and drums were played, and everyone studied hard for many years. At this moment, they were enjoying today's glory to the fullest.

The good news that Gao Jingshi, who was already at the peak of his literary fame, won six yuan in a row and was promoted from Gao Long Wenrong to Gao Liushou quickly spread throughout the capital. This is indeed great news. I haven't heard it for a long time since I was granted the title of tribute. People who had received such great news were full of joy, the government and the public congratulated each other, and the whole world celebrated.

The streets and alleys are filled with people, and the sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers can be heard everywhere. Even the usually gloomy Jinyiwei Yamen made an exception and set off a few firecrackers. The old governor Zhu Xixiao, who had been in poor health recently, ordered that Jinyiwei Yamen be allowed to drink during the lunch meeting to celebrate.

Not to mention the Jinyiwei, even the Dongjishi Factory, which has always had a bad reputation in the eyes of people, the main entrance that has been closed all year round was opened today. There were also a lot of firecrackers and drums. The factory director Huang Gong once explained: Waidong If there is no special mission in the factory, everyone will drink alcohol today to celebrate the greatest "Wenxi" since the Ming Dynasty moved its capital to Yanjing!

In the afternoon, Gao Pingshi led another group of the same year to wait at the Ministry of Rites for the ministers who read the papers, the envoy Luan Yi, the Minister of the Book of Rites, as well as those who received the papers, sealed them, collected the palms, supervised the examination, guarded the army, participated in the receipt, filled out the list, and sealed the papers. All the adults who served them on the way to Jinshi, such as books, supplies, praises, etc., thanked them again and again, and then there was a grander banquet that lasted until the middle of the night.

Gao Liushou, the target of public criticism, although he has always been considered a non-drinker but has a capacity for alcohol, he couldn't stand being drunk so much that he naturally became drunk and was carried back by Gao Mo who was accompanying him with a smile.

And no one in the high house took a rest in advance. Even the neighbors on the left and right gathered in the lobby to have a feast, waiting for the return of the six top picks. Needless to say, the flowing water banquet in Gaofu is free of charge. As long as the neighbors in this neighborhood can come to Gaofu to eat the flowing water banquet today.

A group of people were eating, drinking, and boasting. Some people said regretfully: "It's a pity that Princess Shang, the number one scholar, is not in the imperial court. Otherwise, with Pan An's appearance and Zijian's talent, the emperor will definitely recruit him as his consort." When the time comes, not only for the nomination of the gold medal, but also for the wedding night, it will be truly perfect!"

Someone laughed loudly and said: "The Holy One is still classmates with Gao Liushou. How can Gao Liushou be a princess?"

The man from before shook his head and said: "The princess does not have to be the daughter of the Holy Lord, isn't it okay to be a sister? I remember that the Holy Lord has several sisters..."

"That's not possible." Someone quickly waved his hand and interrupted: "Who is Gao Liushou? The nephew of former Yuanfu Gao Wenzhenggong! Moreover, I heard that he has long been famous among scholars in Shilin, and he is Classmate of the Holy Lord, what will be inappropriate in the future is the future of Mr. Ge? This Princess Shang is very happy for people of our status and ability, but not for Gao Liushou! When the time comes, the official will not be able to do it. If we don’t have the power, wouldn’t it be a delay?”

"That's right..." The person in front couldn't help scratching his head: "The rules of this dynasty are really not very good. Why can't the number one scholar be Princess Shang... No, it should be Princess Shang. Why can't she be an official?"

"Hey!" As soon as he said this, he was quickly stopped by someone: "Zhang Laoliu, it doesn't matter if you talk nonsense, but don't implicate us people... Come on, come on, drink, drink!"

While they were talking, in the seat next to them, a young man in a student uniform was smiling. However, after hearing these words, he couldn't help but lose his smile. He lowered his head solemnly and sighed deeply.

At this time, there was a commotion outside the door, and a group of servants filed in. Gao Mo followed behind Gao Pingshi's back. A servant smiled and laughed loudly to the neighbors present: "Everyone, the number one scholar is drunk. It's really hard today." I can’t toast you any more, so please bear with me! But starting from tomorrow, the running water banquet will be non-stop for three consecutive days, and I hope you will support me!"

When everyone saw that the Number One Scholar was indeed being carried on someone's back and was unconscious, and heard that the flowing water banquet was open for three consecutive days, all regrets disappeared. They all expressed their congratulations loudly, regardless of whether Gao Pragmatic could hear him or not.