When Mr. Ge entered the palace and saw that the emperor showed no emotion or anger, he knew that the emperor was angry.

"Your Majesty, this is Jia Rong's paper."

Emperor: "Yeah."

The emperor read it carefully, and his anger continued to build up.

The emperor thought: Such a good way, such an easy way to do, what do they want to do if they don't show up to me?

Are you using this method to make money for your family?

He thought of Concubine Yuan's words, "Listen to them." Why should I, a majestic emperor, listen to them?

"He Aiqing, what do you think of Jia Rong's article?"

Mr. He Ge said: "Jia Rong's articles are very good, but not the best. Moreover, Jia Rong comes from a noble family and is not easy to reuse."

The emperor nodded. "You did a good job. Go down."

Before Mr. Ge even walked out of the hall, he heard the emperor say:

"After all, Mr. He Ge is old and dazzled. I sympathize with my ministers and allow him to go back and take care of himself."

Mr. Ge couldn't accept this information for a while. He staggered and fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty, I can still serve your Majesty." It's a pity that he couldn't say this.

The emperor calmed down after this. He was angry at his ministers' disloyalty and also at Concubine Yuan's dishonesty. It would have been better if she had told her a day earlier.

Concubine Yuan said she was innocent.

The emperor did not send anyone to intercept the list sent out. He had his own ideas on appointing officials.

The first three people in the palace examination are called "Jinshi Jiji", also known as "Sandingjia".

A number of people in the second class, accounting for one-third of the admitted students, are said to be "from Jinshi", and the first person in the second class is named Chuanlu.

There are several people from the top three, accounting for two-thirds of the admitted students.

Finally, the official will fill in and publish the results.

Jia Rong hopes and hopes again and again, hoping that she will get the top prize.

As a time-travelling person, it would be too shameful to not be able to win the No. 1 prize and be so majestic.

It is predicted that there will be suppression, but Yuanchun has another way, I don’t know if it will work.

If the emperor can be persuaded, the position of the number one scholar will not be lost.

He waited and waited, and hoped.

Everyone in the Jia family is looking forward to it. They all hope that a miracle will happen.

Li Wan: "Brother Rong, you will definitely be blessed."

Dongzi ran back, "The list is posted, and my uncle's name is on the first list."

Yingchun stood up and clapped his hands, "Congratulations, brother, for becoming a Jinshi."

Li Wan pulled Yingchun and told her not to laugh.

Only then did Yingchun realize that Brother Rong had lost her smile, and even her father was not very happy either.

Jia Zheng; "Brother Rong, don't be discouraged. You have talent that others cannot destroy."

"Yes, even if we can't win the first prize, we are happy, at least we will be a Jinshi." Jia Lian comforted Jia Rong.

Jia Rong snorted coldly, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Jia Lian: Nothing will happen until something happens. How can you be so conceited and arrogant?

Wang Xifeng: Look at Brother Rong’s expression. Doesn’t he look like he’s okay?

"Are we still going to set off firecrackers?" Jia Lan asked.

"Set off all the firecrackers you bought." Jia Rong said loudly, "I will make them regret it."

The list of rankings in the palace examination has been posted. The number one winner is Wang Qiyuan, the top pick is from Huizhou, and the second place winner is from Hangzhou.

The moment Zhang Dingyuan saw the list, he stood up and shouted loudly: "Let me tell you, the number one pick is definitely not Jia Rong."

"It's really not Jia Rong. Those bitter scholars and old stubborns, even though my younger brother Ziqian is such a good person, they don't give him the first prize. How can this be unreasonable? I lost a hundred taels of silver."

"Congratulations to Shaojun (Wang Qiyuan) for winning the top prize."

Wang Qiyuan was a little happy and couldn't help laughing in the end.

But he also had some regrets and felt that Jia Rong's ranking was unfair.

Jia Rong has such a good literary talent, but he actually won the top three.

"Let's go home and celebrate."

Zhang Dingyuan took Wang Qiyuan and made a fuss back, planning to have a drink to celebrate.

They carried Wang Qiyuan and walked away, "Here comes the number one scholar."

"Everyone get out of the way, the champion is parading through the streets."

"Your No. 1 pick is once again, and I haven't seen you yet."

"Look, this is the new number one scholar. He is my friend."

Before arriving at the Wang family's residence, someone came over to grab Zhang Dingyuan, and a shocking news broke.

"What else are you celebrating? The emperor has just issued a decree to confer Jia Rong with the Imperial Academy's Secretariat."

Many dandy boys didn’t understand why, “Say it again.”

"Once again, Shaojun has become a joke. The emperor will directly appoint Jia Rong today. He does not need to re-examine or observe the government. He will directly become the person beside the emperor."

After shouting these words, everyone was quiet and did not dare to talk nonsense.

The emperor directly gave Jia Rong special privileges, making Jia Rong a luckier person than the number one scholar.

The Hanlin Academy's ninth-rank official, who serves the emperor and is in charge of documents, may see the emperor every day despite his low rank.

The number one scholar is just an editor of the Hanlin Academy. If you want to see the emperor, you have to wait for the emperor to summon you. If the emperor forgets, you will not be able to see the emperor once a year.

There can be countless editor positions, but there are only two positions.

The Servant Shu can grasp the emperor's movements, understand the emperor's status, and at a certain moment can influence the emperor's decision.

People who can serve as clerks will most likely join the cabinet.

Is serving a book or editing more important?

Your Majesty, isn't this a slap in the Wang family's face?

Zhang Dingyuan and others looked at each other.

Do you still dare to shout?

Do you still dare to laugh?

Do you still dare to set off firecrackers?

No one dares to speak.

Wang Qiyuan, who was carried on his shoulders, was put down.

Zhang Dingyuan: "Young Master, no matter what, you are the number one scholar, and you are the number one scholar who informs the world."

Wang Qiyuan forced a smile. The initial joy completely disappeared, and his rosy face became a little pale.

"If you want to leave, go ahead. If you want, come to my house and have a cup of Huadiao wine."

No one dared to say anything, and some people left quietly.

However, Zhang Dingyuan was upright and hooked Wang Qiyuan's shoulder, "If I don't drink your Huadiao wine, who will drink it? It doesn't matter who Jia Rong is or what official he is, you are the number one scholar I recognize."

Wang Qiyuan’s smile was uglier than crying.

Wang Qiyuan could endure it for most of the day. He only lost his temper when he was alone at night.

He picked up the porcelain in the room and smashed it, "Since I was selected as the number one pick, why should I promote him?"

"Since you are lifting him up, why bother pulling me into a raft?"

Under the same sky, tragedies and comedies are taking place.

Before the banquet at Ning Guo Mansion ended, Jia Lian took his friends and said, "We all thought that was it, but who knew the emperor's decree was coming. Alas, things have turned around, and my brother has become someone close to the emperor."

Hu Peng: "Even though my brother is not the number one scholar, he is more majestic than the number one scholar. What is this?"

Dog friend: "This is the uncrowned king."

"If you take one step quickly and step by step quickly, I will definitely be able to rise to the top."

"I wish Jia Rong a successful career."
Chapter completed!