Yan Kesong said aiyi: "The son of Xiaguan is a little cautious in his behavior and always focuses on... cough cough... he falls asleep before the hour of Hai every day. I think it won't be very good."

He told the truth. Yan Chengjin slept before the hour of Hai every day, and the lights were on the third and fifths. It was just when a man was studying. Which scholar dared to be like him? He was really lazy.

The only thing that made Yan Kesong feel relieved was that his son did not cause trouble and was considered a little rich man in the capital.

Cheng Minzheng nodded and said, "It's okay, Mr. Dehui's son has also failed many times. Look at him, he is still so open-minded, you have to be more open-minded."

What I thought in my heart was that you didn’t do well in the exam, but my son did well in the exam!

For the first three yuan, my son took two yuan.

From then on, the people of the world knew that you would not be able to be orthodox after all, and you should not be able to be orthodox. The poems and essays written by me, Cheng Minzheng, are the first-class literary world.

Yan Kesong nodded, but he felt a little sad.

In the deep palace, this high wall can block the bitter autumn wind, but it cannot stop the rumors. The eunuchs and palace maids in the palace are all very broken.

One was a high-ranking official who was a very famous official, and the other was a small official who was famous in the capital. He secretly competed, which gave eunuchs and palace maids a topic to get rid of boredom.

As the spread was passed on, even Emperor Hongzhi knew about it, so he said to Xie Qian: "The Gongyuan is about to make a list. I heard that there were two officials fighting each other in the Zhanshi Mansion. I don't know who Xie Gong is more optimistic about. I still remember that last time Xie Gong said that because of the popularity of Jiangnan pleasure boats, many talents emerged. Speaking of which, Cheng Minzheng is also from Jiangnan. Xie Gong should not raise a stone to slap himself in the face."

Throughout the dynasties, there have been more top scholars in Southern Zhili than in Northern Zhili. Cheng Minzheng was from Southern Zhili. Although his son took the exam in Shuntian Prefecture, he should be considered a native of Southern Zhili.

Your Majesty has a Tianxian in his mouth, and his words and deeds are certainly not as simple as the surface.

Almost every civil servant will go through three dynasties, and the person who passed the imperial examination will become the assistant ministers of the prince in the future. Your Majesty attaches so much importance to it, which is to help the prince choose talents.

Xie Qian carefully pondered that on the surface, it seemed that two officials fought with each other, but there were other profound meanings hidden behind their backs.

Speaking of which, it is also an opportunity to revitalize the study style of the capital. The Welcoming Song is deeply loved. If you win, the study style of the capital will surely prosper.

If you lose, your reading style will be declining and your Majesty will probably suppress the new school. In short, you will not sit idly by the Beijing reading style being influenced by the Welcoming Song.

Xie Qian said: "I naturally hope Yan Kesong wins."

Emperor Hongzhi nodded: "Mr. Xie is honest."

Yan Mansion, the scorching sun is in the sky.

After lunch, Yan Chengjin lay on the bed and took a nap, but was awakened by the crying and complaining sound. The sound was getting closer and closer, and soon he arrived outside the door.

A big face came to Yan Chengjin's eyes. Yan Chengjin was overwhelmed by the ghost. He couldn't remember it and was almost scared to death.

"Young Master!"

With a scream, Yan Chengjin was finally awakened. He opened his eyes and looked at him with a big face, "What's the matter?"

"They stole the young master's property privately and handed it over to outsiders at the back door. The young man caught him right away. Even the affair with the young man was caught back. This burden is evidence of their stealing, and it depends on the young man's destiny." How could he say.

After being disturbed by Qingmeng, Yan Chengjin wanted to beat him up. Unfortunately, it was not convenient to lift the quilt now.

There were three people kneeling in front of me, Chunxiao and Qianjin, and an old man dressed in a very simple manner.

The old man begged for mercy and said, "It's all the little girl who is greedy. I beg the young master to give up his hands and spare the little girl. The villain is willing to go to Shuntian Mansion with the young master to punish him. Even if he cut his head, he will not complain. The young master is kind-hearted and takes in the little girl, but the little girl repays the revenge. The villain is extremely ashamed, but the villain still wants to be shameless and begs Young Master Yan to spare the little girl!"

This is... Lao Wang I have never met before?

According to the Ming Dynasty, a private slave steals his master's things, which is a death sentence.

Chunxiao and Qianjin had already cried.

Yan Chengjin asked He Neng to open the package and see that it was the cotton jacket that was taken out of his cabinet a few days ago. At this time, the two sisters had washed clean and had no mold.

It was about to begin winter. The two sisters knew that my father had no thick clothes for the winter. Thousands of layers of coarse cloth were not as good as a jacket. It happened that Yan Chengjin's old clothes were not needed, so the two sisters washed them and asked the father to come and pick them up.

I thought it was something I wanted, but I didn't know it was considered stealing.

Yan Chengjin sighed secretly that the sisters' skills were so meticulous that they actually sewed a layer of coarse cloth outside the original jacket, which was a bit like a shirt.

Yan Chengjin threw the package in front of Lao Wang: "I don't want this torn jacket anymore. If you want it, pick it up. Don't cry again. Trouble me to dream."

It seems that the Yan Mansion’s family rules should add a “100,000 urgent matter, and you are not allowed to disturb the young master’s lunch break”.

Why can you feel a little distressed: "Young Master?"

"If you bother me again, I will throw you into the pond and feed you to the turtle!" Yan Chengjin said.

After receiving the gift from the Young Master of the Yan family, Lao Wang thanked him repeatedly. Seeing that Young Master Yan had already lie down and slept, he kowtowed to the bed a few times, picked up the package, and quietly left the door.

Yan Chengjin didn't make things difficult for them, so why would he not dare to act rashly and obediently send him out of Yan's mansion?

Two days passed in a flash, and the Shuntian Prefecture Gongyuan was quite lively. The provincial examination was about to be held. The scholar was dressed solemnly and went to the Gongyuan to take a seat early. It was too late to even squeeze into the gate of the courtyard.

After the weather turned colder, Emperor Hongzhi changed the court to the warm-up pavilion.

The examiner Wang Yang wrote the list and personally delivered the list. All the officials looked at the red paper in the hands of Emperor Hongzhi.

There were two people in the hall, the first one was Xie Qian. Last time the court discussed, he used Jiangnan as an example to advise Emperor Hongzhi not to suppress the new faction. This means that he bet Yan Kesong wins. The censors were eager to try and wrote the memorials, and they were waiting to impeach him.

The other one is naturally Cheng Minzheng, but his face is clear and quiet. Isn’t it just a release of the results? What’s so nervous about?

Emperor Hongzhi looked at the list without saying a word.

However, after watching for a while, why did he show a playful smile? Cheng Minzheng couldn't help but wonder, was this official lost? His Majesty is the most disliked, but he likes to pretend to be confused when he understands it.

Emperor Hongzhi asked with a smile: "Mr. Xie thought, who will win if two officials fight against each other?"

Seeing that Xie Qian was afraid to speak, Li Dongyang helped him to rescue him and said, "Since Your Majesty is asking Mr. Xie, I dare to guess that Yan Kesongsheng should have won."

Emperor Hongzhi smiled heartily: "Mr. Li, it turns out that things are as good as gods."

A thud.

"Why did Mr. Cheng fall? Hurry up, call me the Imperial Doctor!"

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Yan Chengjin did not go to see the list. There were many people in the Gongyuan, so it was very likely that there would be a stampede. If you were recognized by the tea sect, you might even be beaten up.

On the other hand, when Cheng Minzheng woke up again, he heard that Jie Yuan of Shuntian Prefecture called Yan Chengjin, he sat down on the ground with a depressed and burst into tears.

I lost, I lost again!

I just want to seek fame, why is it so difficult? God treats me unfairly and treats me unfairly!

Cheng Zitang stood aside with shame. He won the third place in the Shuntian Prefecture provincial examination. It was already good, but he lost in the end.

"Dad has been taking leave these days and has not entered the palace. I have secretly taught you. I never thought that if you are so unsatisfied, your father will have no face... How can he go to Zhanshi's house to face the officials tomorrow?!"

"The child knows his mistake, please punish him." Cheng Zitang obediently handed the vine whip.
Chapter completed!