"Mother … In the past few days, there have been more than thirty to forty highly respected scholar-officials and scholars in the entire Jade Capital City who have sent their visiting cards to that little bastard Hong Yi. However, Hong Yi has rejected them one by one. However, when they replied to their cards, they all sent a generous gift in return, especially the assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites, Li Lanting. He sent an ancient inkstone from the Xin Dynasty, which cannot be bought with money. There was also the retired Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, Zhang Ying, who actually sent a 'Human-Shaped Bird and Mountain Painting' from the previous Zhou Dynasty …"
In Marquis Wu Wen's residence.
Madam Zhao was sitting on a chair, still holding a white kitten in her arms. However, her body was trembling non-stop, as if she was about to go crazy from anger.
In front of Madam Zhao was the eldest son of Marquis Wu Wen's first wife, Hong Xi.
At this moment, this pair of mother and son were in the residence, secretly talking to each other.
On Hong Xi's face, the scar from the slap from Hong Yi had already disappeared. He was strong in martial arts, had many elixirs, and had even reached the grandmaster realm. Even if his teeth fell out, they could still grow back. His body was strong, and he could "regrow the fallen teeth".
"Those officials usually think highly of themselves. All these years, I've spent a lot of effort to win them over for Marquis and to help Marquis gain the support of the people in the imperial court and among the scholars. Who knew that Hong Yi, that little bastard, would win the hearts of the people in just one imperial examination? That's not all. Where did he get that much money, especially the ancient inkstone from the Xinchao dynasty and the 'Human-shaped Bird and Mountain Painting'? These are all expensive items that are priceless. Where did he get them? Those officials think highly of themselves and don't want money, but they can't resist such temptation. Xi 'er, we are in danger. You must be careful. Don't let what happened to Kang' er happen to you again."
Madam Zhao said through gritted teeth.
"Mother, that little bastard, Hong Yi, has a powerful figure behind him. If it's just him alone, killing him would be as easy as killing a chicken." Hong Xi's face was ferocious. He held the hilt of the "Prison Suppressing" divine saber in his hand as if he was going to draw it at any time to kill and drink blood.
"Xi 'er, don't underestimate him. I heard that this little bastard's martial arts are also extremely powerful. He's already at the level of Wu Sheng. He easily won the title of martial arts champion."
Madam Zhao was shocked when she saw Hong Xi's expression. She then warned him,
"I was supposed to make Wu Sheng a success! Damn it! "That man snatched a Diyuan Jindan from my hand. He must have fed it to Hong Yi, the little bastard, so that he could become Wu Sheng! Damn it! This is too abominable! "
Hong Xi said angrily. He held onto the hilt of his knife and walked around the room. The soles of his boots rubbed against the "gold bricks" on the floor. The floor of Madam Zhao's room was also made of the "Black Gold Mud" of the Imperial Palace. The "gold bricks" were made from the blood of a fierce tiger.
"What's going on with the Diyuan Jindan?" Madam Zhao asked hurriedly.
"The Champion Marquis wanted the Silver Shark, but that little bastard, Hong Yi, got involved with the Silver Shark. In order to suppress that little bastard, the Champion Marquis gave me a Diyuan Jindan to consume and make Wu Sheng a success. Unfortunately, that little bastard had an expert behind him and took the Diyuan Jindan away. Damn it, damn it."
The enraged Hong Xi roared. As soon as he thought of this matter, his heart seemed to distort.
"The Champion Marquis …" Madam Zhao's eyes flickered. "He's so powerful that even Marquis has to be wary of him. I didn't expect that he would be so dissatisfied with that little bastard, Hong Yi! Yes, that must be it. This person is so powerful that even the Emperor is afraid of him. That's why he wants to create some new talents to keep him in check in the court and the army! That little bastard, Hong Yi, might be the Emperor's idea. But how can that little bastard compare to the Champion Marquis? Xi 'er, you must build a good relationship with the Champion Marquis. He can even give you a peerless elixir like the Diyuan Jindan. If you build a relationship with him, the benefits will not be as simple as the Diyuan Jindan. "
"The Champion Marquis is extremely lustful. It seems that he wants to collect all the beauties in the world! To move him, you must have an outstanding woman and a noble birth. It won't be easy for me to move him, "Hong Xi said.
"Hmph, I'll arrange this." Madam Zhao smiled coldly and shouted towards the outside, "Madam Chen."
"Madam, what can I do for you?" An old woman came in and stood with her hands clasped behind her back. Her eyes shone brightly, revealing her profound martial arts skills.
"You're the person who has been with me for the longest time. Go and do something for Xuejiao," Madam Zhao said.
The beginning of April was the day of the court examinations for the new Jinshi.
On this day, the weather was warm and the sun was shining brightly. The entire Yujing City was filled with flowers. Everywhere was bright and beautiful, and hundreds of birds were singing.
Three days ago, after the results were released, the imperial court selected a total of three hundred and thirty-five new Jinshi out of the nine thousand candidates. Hong Yi's essay had shocked a hundred sages, and he deserved to be at the top of the list. Huiyuan, who was ranked first, had his essay sealed in the royal library and recorded in history.
In the Yujing Imperial City, cannons were fired, and the clear sound of chimes could be heard.
The square in front of the Imperial City, including both sides of the 'Heavenly Street' that led to the main street of the Imperial City, were crowded with hundreds of thousands of people. They were all looking at the new Jinshi. Under the guidance of the officials from the Ministry of Rites, they walked step by step into the Imperial City.
The Imperial Examination that was held once every three years to determine the best essay in the world was a grand event. There were millions of taxi drivers, farmers, workers, merchants, nobles, and soldiers in the entire Yujing City. Who wouldn't want to see this grand event?
Other than maintaining order on the streets outside the Imperial City, the Jinshi did not prohibit the common people from watching from the streets.
After becoming the Zhuangyuan, the Jinshi had to wear flowers and the clothes of the Zhuangyuan to parade through the streets for the common people to admire. This was a rule that had been passed down from generation to generation, and it was a great honor for scholars.
At this moment, Hong Yi was wearing the uniform of a Jinshi from the Ministry of Rites. He was dressed in silk and had a silver crown on his head. He walked in front of the other Jinshi, and his gait attracted the attention of many.
Without a doubt, he was the most eye-catching person among the new Jinshi.
How many years had it been since an essay attracted the attention of a hundred sages?
"Back then, when I was in the small courtyard of Marquis Wu Wen's West Residence, I studied hard for this day. Even in my dreams, I dreamed that even though I had a fortuitous encounter this year, I was able to cultivate Dao techniques and transcend life and death. However, my wish when I was young was not fulfilled. But today, it has been fulfilled."
On the ground, a red carpet was laid, and it led all the way to the Great Qiangang Hall of the Imperial City. The Great Qiangang Hall was where the court examinations were held.
As Hong Yi thought about it, he was filled with emotions.
"I've met Young Master Hong once, right?"
Standing beside Hong Yi was the literary grandmaster, Xie Wenyuan. This hundred-year-old scholar was being supported by officials from the Ministry of Rites. As they walked on the streets of the Imperial City, he suddenly asked Hong Yi.
"Yes, we have met once. We met on Wen Chang Street, but we were unable to converse." Hong Yi nodded his head. Hong Yi did not look down on this grandmaster of the literary world in the slightest. His tone was very courteous.
"I am ashamed, but I am not worthy of the title of grandmaster in front of Young Master Hong. Young Master Hong's essay has attracted the attention of a hundred sages, and it is in line with the Sage Dao. How would I dare to call myself a grandmaster in front of a secondary sage? From now on, we will be of the same generation. If there is time after the court examinations, I hope to have a chat with Young Master Hong. "
"You are too kind, Grandmaster." Hong Yi nodded and said, "There is no end to learning. Although my essay has gained the attention of a hundred sages, it is only because the ancient philosophers are satisfied with my essay."
As the two were conversing, Fangyuan, who was eight years old, raised his head and said, "The court examinations are the most important ceremony in the country. We, the scholars, should be solemn and should not be noisy."
His voice was so clear that it was louder than the chimes.
"Oh? We scholars, even if we go to the imperial court to face the king, we dare to remonstrate in public. We can speak out everywhere, and there is nothing that cannot be said to others. I carry on the holy path, and my writings resonate with the saints. What does a little brat know? "
When Hong Yi heard this voice, he looked at Fangyuan and said.
"You!" Fangyuan spat out, then flung his sleeves with a smirk.
Many officials from the Ministry of Rites and the new scholars heard the conversation between Hong Yi and Fangyuan. They walked with their heads lowered, each having their own thoughts.
"Xie Wenyuan is a person who has received the acknowledgement of a hundred saints. His aura is the strongest. Even if you are a genius, you should not say such words. Furthermore, Xie Wenyuan is a person of virtue and prestige. How can a little child like you reprimand him? You are truly arrogant at such a young age."
Many officials from the Ministry of Rites thought to themselves.
"All new scholars, enter the hall! The Emperor has arrived! "A long voice came from the front of the Qian Gang Hall. It was the Head Eunuch, Wang Tao.
Following that, Hong Yi and the other scholars entered the Qian Gang Hall. It was the place where hundreds of officials attended court every day.
The moment he entered the great hall, Hong Yi's spirit was shaken. He only felt that the world was vast and everything was within his grasp. Looking around, there was a wide scarlet-gold coiling dragon throne high up in the sky, supreme and supreme.
That was the Emperor's throne.
In front of the throne was a jade table with cinnabar paper and a brush on it. There was also a jade seal in a golden box. It was a national treasure that had been passed down from generation to generation. It contained boundless divine power and was passed down from Emperor Pan. Whoever had the jade seal would be able to control the world. It was also the symbol of the Emperor's country.
Whoever had the jade seal would be the ruler of the people.
For the sake of this jade seal, it was unknown how many bloody battles had been fought over it in the past dynasties.
Even the cultivators, qi practitioners, and ghost immortals wanted to get their hands on the jade seal. They wanted to see how magical the ancient Emperor's possession was.
Hong Yi did not use his divine will to check on it. It would be bad if something went wrong.
After the three hundred or so scholars entered the hall, ceremonial music began to play. The atmosphere was solemn and the Qian Emperor, Yang Pan, ascended to his throne. The scholars bowed and took their seats. Next, the policy topic was given out.
Hong Yi looked at the topic. There were only three words: 'Great Unification'!
"Hmm? Just this topic alone shows the Imperial Court's determination to unify the world. " Hong Yi looked at the topic and was slightly taken aback. He picked up his brush and wrote, "If there is Dao, then the Emperor will rule the world. If there is no Dao, then the Emperor will rule the world …"
This was the only topic in the court examination. After a few hundred rounds of discussion, it was handed over to the Emperor. Those who had passed were all geniuses. In less than five minutes, they had all handed in their papers.
After the Big Heaven Emperor Yang Pan had received over three hundred exam scrolls, the first person he saw was Hong Yi. In an instant, his expression calmed down, but it only lasted for a moment.
Then, he saw Hong Yi's essay. "Good, what a good 'Emperor will rule the world' …"
Qian Emperor Yang Pan glanced at Hong Yi, only to see him looking back at him. His gaze was empty, as though he didn't care about anything and wasn't thinking about anything. Qian Emperor Yang Pan couldn't help but furrow his brows. After that, his gaze flickered as he lifted his brush and wrote a few lines of words on Hong Yi's examination paper before handing it over to the eunuch.
"Fangyuan, I see that you have a loud voice despite your young age. You shall be the judge."
Big Dry Emperor Yang Pan said after marking the papers.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Fangyuan stood up and went to the main hall. He started singing loudly, "First place, Zhuangyuan, Hong Yi! Second place, Xie Wenyuan, the Eye of the Rankings! Third place, Fangyuan! … "
Rumble.
Even though they had already predicted that Hong Yi would be the Zhuangyuan, it still caused a commotion in the Imperial Palace.
All the Jinshi in the top three looked at Hong Yi enviously.
"All Jinshi, wear flowers, drink wine, ride your horses through the streets, and show off our Da Qian literary style …"
After the song, the eunuch announced the decree. After that, the Jinshi, after eating the Jasper Forest Banquet, wore flowers and rode their horses along the streets of Yujing. Instantly, the streets were filled with people. Who wouldn't want to witness the Zhuangyuan's glory?
"Zhuangyuan, you are good at writing, but how about poetry? It's a beautiful day today. Can you compose a poem? To express our feelings? "
As they rode their horses through the streets, Fangyuan suddenly spoke in a clear voice that drowned out the noise of the tsunami.
Suddenly, the streets fell silent. Many Jinshi looked at Hong Yi.
Hong Yi looked at Fangyuan and smiled. "I'm calm today, but many of the new Jinshi might not be calm either. I'll compose a poem. Listen carefully, I was filthy in the past, but today I'm debauched. I'm proud of my success, and I'll see all the flowers in Yujing in a day."
"Good, what a good way to say that I'm flushed with success! The Zhuangyuan has expressed our feelings for the new Jinshi. He's really proud of his success. The Zhuangyuan's writing is excellent, and his poetry is peerless. "Someone immediately cheered.
Fangyuan's eyebrows twitched. He wanted to see Hong Yi compose a poem, and then he would compose one himself. However, he didn't expect that he couldn't find a suitable poem after Hong Yi's poem.
Just as they arrived at the main street of the Board of Rites, a horse galloped from behind. The eunuch on the horse held an imperial edict.
"The imperial edict has arrived. The Zhuangyuan, Hong Yi, accepts the edict. Hong Yi's literary and military skills are superior to his peers. Now that the Western Region is in chaos, I urgently order you to go to the Western Region and unify the army. You will be given the title of Assistant Minister of the Ministry of War, and serve under the Mighty God King to defend against the Western Region Fire Luo Barbarians.
"Your subject accepts the edict!" Hong Yi smiled and accepted the imperial edict.
He had expected that the Qian Emperor would send him to the Western Region.
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