Spring rain in the small building overnight, and apricot flowers are brilliant in the deep alley.

It has been a month since the last time the emperor list was opened, and the spring feeling has become deeper and stronger. The spring breeze of the willows has turned from being cold on the face to being intoxicated. [The latest updates are all in search.]

The scholars took off their thick winter clothes and put on their thin spring shirts. They walked while peaching and praying and prayer sleeves were floating, which really made them unspeakable.

On that morning, countless scholars gathered outside the Shendu Gongyuan.

In the deep spring, flowers are everywhere, and there are many young men among the tribute students. That young man doesn’t like to be romantic? Therefore, the hairpin with flowers on his temples, powder on his face, and incense on his clothes, made the flowers outside the tribute courtyard full of flowers and fragrant breeze. This time, the scholars gathered together and were in a romantic place, which only made the people of Luoyang who came to see the bustling news and shouted happily.

The scientific examination results should be released in the deep spring season. Otherwise, the cold spring is as deep as the month ago, and can you see such a lively and romantic scenery?

The big lock on the gate of the Gongyuan gate has not been opened, and the imperial guards outside the gate are still surrounded by water.

Seeing that the tribute school had not opened for a moment or three times, the tribute students looked around from time to time with anxiety, while talking to the scholars who were familiar with each other.

The content of the gossip is naturally the only statutes of Tang Song, as well as the examination process that was so strict that people could not find loopholes, and the dozens of unlucky tribute students who were checked out in public and then completely abolished their examination qualifications.

When they talked about this, all the scholars immediately became interested, and they were full of enthusiasm when they said everything.

When everyone was talking, they saw a noise in the back, and then they saw the tribute students who were originally gathered in the back scattering like a tide. The crowd of tribute students, who were originally compact, suddenly cleared a path.

A group of four young scholars with extremely similar appearances responded to the greetings and greetings on both sides, and walked with a smile on their faces.

These four people were all dressed in brocade clothes and beautiful appearances. Especially the man who was the first to walk was only young, with his eyes as bright as a star, his face as jade, his lips were not smeared but red, his face was not pink or white. Coupled with the style of the style that matched the rules of each move, he was so romantic that he only felt ashamed of himself when he saw it.

Such a beautiful boy is in line with the aesthetics of the times. He saw four beautiful boy scholars with very close appearances coming together. At first, the man was like a pearl and jade, shining brightly in his eyes. At that moment, there were ignorant tribute students asking around.

"I don't even know the four of them?" Even though the tribute student who heard the question was well controlled, he couldn't help but feel a little contempt when he looked at the inquirer. "The four of them are the beloved grandson of the Secretariat, Lord Cui, and Cui Shi, who are known as the four Yushu among the younger generation of the Cui family."

"That person first..."

"He is Cui Shi, the crown of the four jade trees, and the eldest brother of the four brothers. Although he came to the capital a few days ago, the song "Xi Jing Shendu" has been spread throughout Shilin."

After saying this, the man chanted the song "Happy to the God Capital" with singular words:

The clouds can urge dawn, and the scenery is beautiful without hesitation. The guests are gone and return to the spring flowers

At this time, people are unstable and the scene is noisy. What else do the inquirer have to think about savoring the poem carefully? When he asked the question, he was about to turn his head and think of something suddenly, "Cui? Are these four people...?"

"Young brother only thinks about it now?" The inquired person shook his head and smiled, "If it weren't for the Cui family of Boling, Dingzhou, how could he deserve the title of 'Yushu'?"

During the Wei, Jin and Six Dynasties, many talented families of the Xie family emerged, including Xie An, Xie Xuan, Xie Lingyun, Xie Tiao, Xie Daoyun... People at that time were called the jade tree of the Xie family based on this.

The romantic flow is always blown away by the rain and wind, but now the swallows in front of Wangxie Hall have entered the homes of ordinary people. With the decline of the Xie family, the name "Yushu" has long been gone. With this precedent, these two words are not affordable and dare to use.

After a long time, I unexpectedly heard this again today.

The inquirer turned around and looked at the four brothers who were smiling, especially after carefully looking at the leader Cui Xi, he sighed softly, "The inheritance of the aristocratic family is indeed extraordinary. What a jade tree from the Cui family, and what a jade tree crown is worthy of it."

"That's natural." The tribute student who was asked smiled proudly, as if he knew the four brothers of the Cui family, this praise was as honorable as he had. After that, he couldn't help but show off some news that he had heard after countless turns.

Si Yushu, the younger generation of the Cui family, should have gone to Beijing to participate in the dismissal of the scientific examination. Dingzhou had already reported the quota of four tribute students, but because his great-grandfather was seriously ill, the four of them had to serve medicine in front of the bed, so they missed their trip. However, by chance, they caught up with this subject.

This man was talking excitedly, but suddenly he heard a noise among the crowd watching the lively crowd: "It's Kaigongyuan"

As soon as the tribute school opened, the tribute students turned around and looked forward, no longer caring about gossip. For a moment, thousands of tribute students moved forward, and as people rushed, the path originally divided in the tribute student group quickly closed, only squeezing the four jade trees among the younger generation of the Cui family, especially Cui Shi, who was heading first, was knocked and carried crooked by someone. Although he could barely maintain the smile on his face, the family style would not be possible no matter what.

"Brother, get out of here, I'll go ahead, these people are really..." The person who spoke was Cui Li, the old 2 of the four brothers, and he was also the hottest among the four brothers.

Cui Shi tried his best to maintain his integrity in the torrent of tribute students. "Second brother, don't forget what grandfather told you when he came. Today, all the tribute students from various states are here, don't be reckless."

When Cui Xi lifted his grandfather out, Cui Li snorted coldly. Although he was not used to it and was not willing to be crowded like this, he could only endure the temperament and not collide with it.

The personal interests are related, and every tribute student wants to know the result as soon as possible. Such crowding is inevitable. Those who are qualified to attend the tribute school will eventually go in.

In the tribute courtyard, the officials saw that all the tribute students had come in and stood neatly in the yard, and immediately went to the office room to invite the two examiners.

The subsequent procedures were no different from the previous time. The two examiners, as usual, wanted to lead the scholars to sacrifice to the most saints. However, the difference in this experience was that one of the two leaders was wearing a green-collar Confucian robe.

Tang Song stood side by side with Su Weidao as a scholar Qingjin, and led thousands of tribute students to worship Confucius. At this moment, this position was so sensitive and symbolic.

It should be noted that Su Wei is not only an official, but also a leader in the poetry world.

Most tribute students saw Tang Song wearing a light green Confucian shirt standing on the stone steps in front of the crowd, and unexpectedly they would think of the torrent of green collars more than a month ago, the shouting everywhere, their passion, and the sacred feeling filled with their hearts...

Because of that experience, the tribute students were very likely to accept Tang Song and Su Wei Dao’s position at the time. But for the Cui brothers who have been in Beijing for less than ten days, this scene is too dazzling.

Cui Shi shook his head, "The court's arrangement is really inappropriate."

"Is this the mob-like Tang Song? Since the more than ten days since he went to Beijing, everyone is tired of this name. Today, it's just Er'er. The sensational people dare to attack Yan's list." Needless to say, the one who can say such intense words among the four jade trees of the Cui family is naturally Cui Li.

The third brother Cui Ye heard this and reached out and pulled Cui Li's sleeve, "Second brother, this place is extraordinary. The scientific examination has never ended in one day, and Tang Song is the main examination. You must not say this. Besides, I have read his songs carefully, and it is indeed a wonderful word."

"Third brother, you are timid. What is the lyrics of songs? They are just the things of actors and musicians. A scholar tribute student is addicted to this every day, and he is really willing to go down." Speaking of this, seeing a tribute student beside him looking over in surprise, Cui Li glared back fiercely, and said in a ventricular voice: "I just regret that we went to Beijing too late and didn't catch up with the pre-school. Otherwise, how could Tang Song have the opportunity to attract attention today? How could he be the top spot today?"

"Second brother, if you say it again, you must not blame me for not taking care of you in front of my grandfather after returning home."

Cui Li said angrily, but when he saw Tang Song standing in front of the sacrifice, he couldn't see it anyway. It would be fine if he was all officials, but a white-bodied scholar led the tribute students to sacrifice to the saints and masters. What would it look like?

If there must be such a person, in addition to the children of the Boling Cui family, there are those scholars in this world who can afford to be in that position? How dare they stand in that position?

The more I looked, the more angry he became. Cui Li, who was holding a sense of anger in his heart, finally refused to look, snorted coldly and turned his head aside.

Even afterwards, the tribute students followed the examiner to pay tribute to the sages of the Supreme Master, and he never bowed down to pay tribute. This was not because Cui Li had reached the point of despising Confucius, and no one of the Cui family dared to do this. But he felt that Tang Song had no qualifications to receive the sacrifice at all, so this sacrifice was "inappropriate", and it was not rude, so why bother to do it?

After the sacrifice, Su Weidao turned around and looked at the dark crowd of tribute students below, and suddenly felt a little palpitations. She sighed and said, "I am a little weak in energy. Tang Song, I will leave it to you here."

After saying that, Master Ambiguously walked towards the office behind him without waiting for Tang Song to answer.

He is an official and a nominal chief examiner. Tang Song really can't refute anything when he says this. However, Tang Song had known what kind of person he was, so it was not surprising that he was.

Tang Song, who was standing high above the steps, turned around, and the scenes from the month ago appeared in his mind unexpectedly, remembering the hard work of forgetting to eat and sleep for the past month. Then he looked at the dark heads below and the hundreds or thousands of faces full of expectations that looked up at him. A sudden thrilling passion suddenly arose in his heart.

After taking a deep breath, Tang Song waved his hand and said loudly: "The Emperor's List"

The officials standing behind him, who were like wings like a yamen runner behind him, heard this, and immediately shouted in unison, "The Imperial List"

After three shouts of power, the courtyard where thousands of tribute students gathered under the steps was already silent.

After the officials and the officials finished their power, they stepped down from both sides. Not long after, the dozens of officials and officials carried out dozens of bulletin boards in groups of two.

Among them, there were still a few officials walking at the end who did not carry the bulletin board, but they were holding a few rolls of bright yellow silk in their hands and walked outside the tribute courtyard.

Witnessing this strange situation, a slight commotion suddenly broke out among the tribute students in the courtyard, some were puzzled and some were surprised.

Why are there so many bulletin boards?

But the Holy Emperor is the emperor who is pacifying the Scholars. There are many people admitted to this subject? It is so good, and there is great hope.

But after just a moment, all these confusions and surprises disappeared.

What is there? The reason why there are so many bulletin boards is just because a list of emperors was copied four times, and it is divided into four directions of the tribute student population, making it easier for scholars to observe.

In addition to these four imperial lists, there are still several officials who were walking in the last one holding a royal list on the wall outside the tribute court. In addition to Zhang Bu's imperial list, these officials also have the task of preaching the imperial list to the people who are watching the fun.

The four imperial lists, which were very far apart, naturally dispersed the gathered tribute students into four small parts.

When the tribute student who first squeezed to the front of the imperial list looked at it intently, he saw that the imperial list in this issue was different from the previous one. Not only did the name and origin of the person who was on the list, but he also marked his family background and background, whether an official or a good person, clearly.

The crowd dispersed, and Cui Xi felt much more comfortable. Then he took the three brothers to the front of the closest imperial list.

As soon as the few people arrived, a tribute student squeezed out from the front of the imperial list laughed and saluted Cui Shi: "Congratulations to Brother Cui for his high school Jinshi. Today's Golden List is a gold list. It will be spread all over the world in ten months. Such a young man is so proud that we are really envious."

Cui Xi had indeed seen this congratulatory person, but since he entered Beijing, he has participated in many literary gatherings, many people have come to visit, and more people have met and met before and after. Therefore, although he is familiar with this person, he really can't name it.

But now he didn't have the heart to care about these things. Besides, the children of aristocratic families are still a great honor to be able to pass the Jinshi in high school. Although he is proud of his ability to win the current subject, he is still happy to hear this news. He suppressed the joy in his heart, Cui Shi bowed to the man and asked with a smile: "Looking at how happy the senior brother is, he must be in high school, congratulations, congratulations."

He talked to the man here, but the three brothers behind him couldn't wait, especially Cui Li, who walked out from behind Cui Shi and squeezed towards the emperor's list.

Finally rushing to the front of the imperial list, Cui Li looked at the Jinshi list with a bright look.

I read it once, I couldn't believe it without Cui Li, how could it be possible?

As the eldest grandson of the No. 1 family in the world, how could he fail to win the Yushu of the Cui family?

This time, his poems and essays were clearly made of flowers. After the exam, his grandfather nodded and said it was good. How could such a good poem and essay fail?

After rubbing his eyes, Cui Li looked at the emperor's list again, but there was still nothing.

There is only one person named Cui on the entire Jinshi list, which is Cui Shi, the third-last brother.

While his heart was sinking, the breath that was spurting out from Cui Li's nose became thicker and thicker.

At this time, Cui Shi had already brought his third and fourth brothers to the front of the imperial list.

Seeing that he was ranked third from the bottom, and the high-headed Yuezhou He Zhizhang was an unknown person who had never heard of him, Cui Xi's joy suddenly faded.

It would be fine if the Cui family's four Yushu crown was not approved, but he only got the third to last. This... How can people bear the feelings? How can they bear the feelings?

Just then, the third son Cui Ye heard the crying voice sound of the third son Cui Ye: "I failed the exam, I failed the exam. How can I explain to my grandfather and great-grandfather when I go back?"

The fourth brother Cui Di sighed deeply, and there was a deep sense of loss and reluctance in it.

At this moment, the three brothers suddenly heard a thunderous shout sounding beside them: "He Zhizhang, this nameless person, wins, but I can't win? The chief examiner cheated and cheated too much."

This loud shout suddenly came, with a strong momentum, and it was really shocking the world, and everyone looked at each other.

After eating this, I suddenly drank it. The tears that Cui Ye, the least courageous among the four brothers, were scared back to shed. After a while, I said in a panic: "Second Brother..."...

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