Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-fifth The Kindness Moves Beijing, Sadly Talking About the Past
Although he had never dealt with Du Shiyi head-on, Gao Lishi was so familiar with him that he could no longer be familiar with him. Thinking of the tense face of the emperor just now, he was admired by King Ning and other four kings, while not leaving behind the two prime ministers Yao and Song. Instead, the prime minister in power had no blessings. When he thought of his unexpected appointment to Du Shiyi, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
"Du Shijiulang, the saint heard that you had traveled to the border areas before you entered the imperial examination. He ordered you to give you a silver seal. You can watch the wind and the north, and you will hear what you see and hear."
As soon as this statement was spoken, not only Du Shiyi was stunned, but everyone else around him was also stunned. Gao Lishi was not surprised at all. When he first heard this, he was shocked. At this moment, his voice explained calmly: "This observation of the wind is different from the ambassador at the beginning of the dynasty and the ten censors of the Shenlong period. They only observe the wind and do not deal with it. The post was passed on to the Shangshu Province. In fact, it was Du Shijiulang's visit to your relatives. Now it has become the order of observing the wind and watching it. That's all. It's just that the saint has a destiny and no major event will not disturb the prefectures and counties. You still need to remember it. As for the plum blossoms you presented today, you are now bare and can't even wear your hair. So the saint gave you another urn of Jiannan to burn a spring jar for compensation."
This is simply more satisfying than rewarding gold, silver, wealth and even rare treasures!
Du Shiyi hesitated for a moment and hurriedly bowed to thank him. When Gao Lishi returned to his feet with a smile, the other former Jinshi surrounded Du Shiyi, and were all envious and jealous. Although it was not certain for three years of election, it was able to pass the Ministry of Personnel's Chronicle and the Boss and the Hongci Department of Personnel, and could also be quickly awarded officials, but it was much more difficult than the pass exam, and it was much more difficult than the Jinshi who was originally a difficult and dangerous one. The annual selection of subjects is also a way, but it was really crowded with those current officials or those with backgrounds to compete for the few places, even Miao Hanyu was not as sure as it was.
However, Du Shiyi was able to watch the wind and travel according to the order! Although he was not appointing an official, he was better than an official!
When a flower-study banquet passed away, how could I get the best of today? In a moment, I passed through the mouths of the imperial guards and the eunuchs and palace maids standing upstairs, and soon spread throughout Chang'an City. Du Shiyi simply invited Wei Li, Zhang Jian and other Jingzhao Mansions to stand out to the old house of Fanchuan to spend the night. Everyone, including Wei Li, stepped in here for the first time. Seeing the red and white houses, the bamboo forests and fields in front of the house and behind the house, I couldn't help but admire them for a while. Especially those former Jinshi who came from other places and had to live in Chang'an in the future, let alone the Yin Xian.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were different, Du Shiyi looked at Wei Li and said, "Brother Wei is a native of Fanchuan. You must have heard of the rumors about my old house, right?"
"I have heard of it, but I have passed by here several times in the past." Wei Li understood Du Shiyi's intention to mention this matter at the moment, so he simply explained to others, "Du Shijiolang's parents passed away, and this old house had been disrepaired for a long time. A big fire four years ago almost burned the place to a white ground. If it weren't for the reconstruction of the lawsuit after the trial was lifted last year, no one would have stood here and spoke."
"So I just want to say that the world changes and the world is changing. Who knows who will have a great journey in ten or twenty years? We are fortunate to be in Jingzhao Prefecture and be promoted to the Jinshi. In Buddhist terms, this fate is extraordinary!" Du Shiyi said, and pointed to the jar of wine that Chibi brought in behind him, and said with a smile, "With the saint's gift to Jiannan, everyone is unwilling to eat at the Tanhua Banquet today. I'm afraid they should be hungry now, so why not drink until they get drunk?"
Du Shiyi has been in the limelight recently, and other people who have passed the imperial examination are hard to match, but now when he hears these sincere words, he thinks that the dozens of Jinshi are mostly unknown every year, and even the heads are not everyone's rise to the top, so their spirits are smooth. Du Shiyi is so proud that he is not full at noon, and naturally he can't ask for it. When he put a long plan in the front hall, everyone sits on the ground and drinks and eats meat. When he is half drunk, not only has he talked more and more, but in the past month after he passed the imperial examination, the former Jinshi who seem to be full of energy have now thrown away that mask without others.
Some people who were in troubled by the age of 10, and those who were crying and missing their wives and children at home; some were confused about their way forward; some were embarrassed and worried about their seniors... few people were full of confidence, or they would not easily show it among these people who lamented the difficulties. Especially when Xue Zhuang, who was over 30, said that he had just passed the imperial examinations for 12 consecutive games, Du Shiyi was stunned, and Zhang Jian, who thought he had been wasting his six or seven years in the capital, was also shocked. When Prince Yang of Hedong talked about the humiliation of his visit, he felt even more empathetic and sighed. If someone who didn't know broke in, he would never think that this was a grand event for the prodigy of heaven, and he would only think that this was a sad meeting where the loser fell to his grief. Even Du Shisanniang quietly looked at the window and looked around, and when she retreated, she was full of regret.
It was not until the news that everyone was drunk that Du Shiyi was ordering people to place them in various guest rooms that she hurried over with Zhuying and Qiu Niang, but almost bumped into Du Shiyi at the second gate. She smelled the rare strong alcohol smell of Du Shiyi, and she couldn't help but worry, and went up to support the person and walked back and muttered in a low voice: "Brother, it's obviously the happiest time. Why do I think you are crying and laughing? Many people are still sad like that?"
"Don't look at the fact that everyone seems to be full of ambition after passing the imperial examination, but they know how much hardship they have suffered before. Since ancient times, there has been no lower than the tribute candidates in the Tang Dynasty, and there is no more difficult to choose an official than the current one. During the three years of election, I don't know how many self-recommendations I have to write!" Du Shiyi suddenly thought of Wang Lingran, who once thought it was ridiculous, but now thinking about it, how could he know that his arrogance is not the deeper inferiority in his bones?
In the Zilan Palace late at night, Concubine Wu Hui was still reciting the scriptures of salvation for the fifteenth prince Li Min, who died young. She wore a light gauze dress, which further highlighted her delicate figure. At least when Li Longji looked behind her, she felt that this woman who was thinking about her son wholeheartedly and had not appeared in front of him for more than ten days was more attractive than any concubine in the harem. He slowly stepped forward, and when he was behind the person, he gently placed his hand on her shoulder, and comforted softly: "You can't be resurrected when you go, don't let your beloved concubine ruin your body."
"He is still so good at doing this, only chanting scriptures and praying for peace in his next life. I only hope that Min'er will be our son..." Wu Huifei did not look back, but her shoulders twitched slightly, "It's too late, Sanlang, go somewhere else. I just want to continue to accompany Min'er."
Li Longji would hear this every time he came here recently. Over time, he not only did not feel angry, but also felt a deeper pity. He grabbed Wu Huifei's shoulder without saying a word, and sat down next to her: "It's okay, even if our child is in the underworld, he will definitely be loved by the King of the Underworld and will be reborn smoothly..."
Chapter completed!