The Yuesheng Tea House is very lively. There are so many people waiting for the results to be released. There is only Lin Ting in high school. Plus he is the son of Jiujiu from the Imperial College, so he will naturally get different attention from others.
"Brother Lin, we are not allowed to visit the Imperial College today. We can only find another opportunity to say goodbye later."
Zhang Zhou proposed to leave at the right time.
This group of people are all classmates or friends, waiting for the results to be released together. He is always an outsider, and there is no need to join in the fun.
Lin Ting said with a proud look on his face, "Bingkuan, you don't have to leave. If it's not a good idea to stay here until the results are released, let's talk about it. There are also poetry matters."
Obviously , Lin Ting wanted to ask who made the Huanxisha that made his sister famous.
Zhang Zhou smiled and said, "I don't live in the Imperial College permanently, and the news after winning the exam will not be sent here. I won't bother you here, and say goodbye."
Except for the Lin Ting brothers and sisters , it seems that others can't get along with Zhang Zhou, mainly because Zhang Zhou's identity and status are now too intimidating.
But no one ever tried to curry favor with Zhang Zhou.
It can only be said that they still don’t know what Zhang Zhou can bring to an ordinary person.
Or maybe they feel that they can wait until the results of the rankings are released, and there is no need to curry favor with anyone yet.
When Zhang Zhou went downstairs, Lin Ting saw him off in person.
After watching Zhang Zhou leave in a carriage, Lin Ting turned around and thought about greeting the people who came to tell him the good news.
"Mr. Lin, you are a high school student on the Golden List, and you will definitely be awarded the title of Dingjia in the palace examination."
The person who came to announce the good news from Shuntian Prefecture said beautiful words.
Some people have been sent in to notify the people in the Lin family's house, and they came over with reward money. A group of people greeted them.
After greeting him, Lin Ting did not forget that there were still people waiting with him for the release of the results. He went back upstairs to continue waiting with them, but now the topic was basically about Lin Ting's tribute. .
"The same goes for Zhang Bingkuan. If he waits here, it will be an insult to him."
Finally, some people couldn't help but criticize Zhang Zhou.
Lin Ting said, "Bingkuan is right. He has a mansion in the capital. If the yamen wants to send good news, it will be sent directly to the mansion."
This is a bit hurtful.
Both are Juren.
Zhang Zhou was able to settle down in the capital, but they even lived in the dormitory of the Imperial College and had to squeeze in with others. Some of them couldn't even settle down in the city with their families, so they had to leave their wives. If you go to a residential house outside the city, the treatment will be very different.
"Who knows how to do things?"
Someone spoke with sour jealousy in his tone.
Some people said, "Since he is an alchemist, he is no longer a scholar. He understands that even if he waits for the results to be released, he will not be able to wait for the results, so he came to Beiyong today. I am afraid he has no ulterior motive. Unlike those who paid tribute before "It's about selection."
"In this world, it's better to have talent and make progress on your own."
Even if I'm not scolding Zhang Zhou, I'm actually criticizing him openly.almost.
Look at Mr. Zhang, who failed the Jinshi exam and came to the Imperial College on the day the results were released. It must be because you passed the selection by paying tribute and wanted to use the tribute to enter the court.
To say you have no talent is to be polite.
The speaker is unintentional, but the listener Lin Ting is intentional.
Lin Ting thought to himself, "My father said that Bingkuan came first in the tribute selection and wanted to become an official. Could it be that he knew that he had no chance of becoming a Jinshi? He would do it in such a special situation when the results were announced." I came here for this matter every day."
The Lin brothers and sisters were called back by someone sent by Lin Han before they could wait until the end.
Lin Tingzhong, a Jinshi, should also tell Lin Han the good news as soon as possible.
However, after the siblings arrived at the official residence where Lin Han lived after the Imperial Academy, they did not see Lin Han himself and were told that Lin Han was meeting someone from the Ministry of Rites.
"In this examination, more than 70 students from the Northern Yong Kingdom were selected. The Ministry of Rites sent people to commend Lin Shilang for his academic achievements. Mr. Lin, from now on, you must serve as ministers in the same court as Lin Shilang."
Everyone who sees Lin Ting must congratulate him.
Lin Ting took his sister outside the courtyard where his father received guests, and happened to meet people from the Ministry of Rites leaving. When Lin Ting passed by, he heard several Xuezheng and others from the Imperial College talking about "Huiyuan". Coming from Beiyong can be regarded as a win for Beiyong, but I don’t know if the number one scholar in the undergraduate program can also come from Beiyong.”
“Yeah”
After hearing this, Lin Han was surprised. He seemed unhappy and cleared his throat to tell these people to shut up.
No way.
The current Huiyuan Zhang Zhou has a student status in the Imperial College, but he has not been taught by Lin Han for a day, let alone that there is a dispute between him and Zhang Zhou.
Earlier he made a bet with Zhang Zhou, and he didn’t lose in terms of knowledge, but he lost in Wei Feng and Old Face.
"Father."
Lin Ting hurriedly chased after him and greeted his father with a smile.
Lin Han felt much better when he saw his son. His son was awarded a tribute scholar and would soon be a Jinshi. He, Lin Han, wanted to be proud and proud.
Look, not only can I teach students, but my son can also teach. Doesn’t this mean that I can teach a Jinshi?
When Liu Shun saw Lin Ting coming, he naturally had to do it in front of his colleagues in the Imperial College. He flattered Lin Han and congratulated him, "Mr. Lin, you are from a distinguished family. Three generations have been Jinshi, so I am very happy to congratulate you."
Lin Han's father, Lin Liu, was a Jinshi during the Yongle period. Lin Han has Of nine sons, Lin Ting was the third in his family to become a Jinshi.
Lin Han’s youngest son, Lin Tingji, passed the Jinshi exam in the 14th year of Jiajing, and Lin Ting’s son Lin Xuan also passed the Jinshi exam in the 9th year of Zhengde
Lin Han’s family achieved this "Three generations, five ministers, seven subjects and eight Jinshi".
"Okay, okay." Lin Han was also very proud, stroking his beard, and was very pleased that his son had passed the Jinshi examination. "Keep up the good work in the palace examination, and you must be honest and upright as an official after entering the court."
Lin Ting cupped his hands and said, "I will follow my father's teachings. I don't know who my father is as the leader of this session."
The smile on Lin Han's face suddenly froze.
You ignorant boy, as soon as you complimented you a few words, you started to fly into the sky. This is not a pot that cannot be opened.
Both brothers Lin Ting and Lin Yi are very fond of each other. I wonder, it’s not that Huiyuan came from Beiyong, and the Ministry of Rites specially sent someone to commend my father’s academic achievements. Why did my father mention Huiyuan with this expression?
“Well. Go in.”
< p>Lin Han didn't want to say anything more, so he turned around and walked into the yard.All the officials of the Imperial College followed him inside.
Lin Ting wanted to ask more questions, but Liu Shun hurriedly came over to hold him back, reminding him in a low voice, "Don't ask, it's Zhang Zhou. Your Majesty doesn't want to mention him."
After these words Lin Ting's expression couldn't help but change.
He and Lin Yi looked at each other.
I had met Zhang Zhou just now, but I didn’t know that Zhang Zhou was already Huiyuan, which meant that he would serve as a minister in the same court in the future.
The purpose of Zhang Zhou coming to the Imperial College is worth pondering.
Lin Ting thought about how much unhappiness his father had with Zhang Zhou. No wonder his father would be so concerned about mentioning that Huiyuan was from Beiyong. At first, his father looked down on Zhang Zhou so much. His emotional father thought it was a matter of face. damaged.
"No wonder, his talent and learning are pretty good. If he can understand Yuan in the south of the Yangtze River, he can only take the first place in the Imperial Examination." Lin Ting said with emotion. < /p>
“Uh”
Lin Ting was startled at first.
Immediately he seemed to understand something.
It is precisely because Zhang Zhou now has the emperor's trust, and because Zhang Zhou won the Jinshi as a student of Beiyong Gong, the Ministry of Rites will focus on commending Lin Han and commending his merits.
Lin Han did not like Zhang Zhou, but the emperor did.
Lin Ting also understood why today was obviously a good day for him to become a Jinshi, but his father still looked like this.
My father cannot pass the test in his heart.
When Zhang Zhou returned to his home in a carriage, the people gathered in front of his home had already lined up from the street to the end of the street.
When the imperial court announced Zhang Zhou’s achievements before, a bunch of people came to congratulate and flatter him, but they were driven away by the royal guards. This time, there is another reason. Zhang Zhou will try to win the first prize and take the opportunity to build relationships. There were even more people, and some candidates from all over the south of the Yangtze River came to join in the fun even though they knew they didn't have a spot on the gold list.
At the street entrance, Zhang Zhou had to get off the carriage and was escorted by the royal guards and surrounded by people to the door of his house.
"Gong Huiyuan is back"
"Zhang Jieyuan, Zhang Huiyuan"
"Get out of the way, get out of the way"
The scene was very lively.
Many people learned that Zhang Zhou had returned home and pushed forward desperately. The road was already difficult to walk. Zhang Zhou almost wanted to find a pole to hold himself up and walk through the crowd on stilts.
Finally squeezed to the door of the house, only to see Jiang Dezhong and Jiang Shan together.The father and son were also there, with dozens of firecrackers hanging next to them, and bright red silk hanging on the door.
Zhang Zhou thought to himself.
How much will this cost
"Father-in-law, uncle, what are you doing here?" Zhang Zhou looked at the two of them.
Jiang Dezhong was very proud. He grabbed Zhang Zhou's arm, raised his hand and said, "This is Duke Huiyuan of the Ming Dynasty. The old daughter of my son-in-law, Jiang Dezhong, has married into a good family."< /p>
Bah
Zhang Zhou wanted to scold.
You are so shameless
I forgot that you instigated your daughter and I to divorce half a year ago. You, Lao Jiang, are becoming more and more shameless.
In front of so many people, you have the nerve to say you are my father-in-law.
"You"
When Zhang Zhougang was about to say something, the person next to him asked, "Master Jiang, can you set off the firecrackers?"
"Let them go"
"Crackling"
When the firecrackers sounded, Zhang Zhou quickly reached out to cover his ears, trying to hold back whatever he wanted to say.
Zhang Zhou ignored the people who came to hand him a name card and walked straight to the door. There were so many people that every step was difficult.
"Don't leave"
Jiang Dezhong also wanted to pull his son-in-law and let him stand by his side to make himself look taller.
But Zhang Zhou shook his hand away without politeness.
After Zhang Zhou entered, Jiang Dezhong and his son slipped in.
"It's so noisy when you close the door"
"Sir, what did you say?" Jia Laoshui said loudly.
"Close the door because of deafness"
With Zhang Zhou's help, the door was finally closed.
At this time, Zhang Jun and Suisui were each wearing red festive clothes and ran out of the inner courtyard. The maid could not catch up.
Zhang Zhouyi carried one in his hand and took it to the side yard, so that his ears could finally be quieter.
"Xian son-in-law, what are you doing?" Jiang Dezhong still didn't quite understand what Zhang Zhou meant.
Zhang Zhou said angrily, "I'm not at home. I'm doing this because I'm afraid that others won't come and cause trouble, right? Do you want me to move? Go out and send away the people outside."
"Xian son-in-law, this is your fault. We are all here to congratulate you on your high school. The visitor is a guest."
Jiang Dezhong said this when he noticed that Zhang Zhou looked unkind.
Thinking that he and Zhang Zhou were going to do business together, without waiting for further instructions from this living ancestor, he quickly grabbed his son and said, "I heard that I didn't go out to chase people away." Please remember to bookmark it, the latest and fastest website Free reading without anti-theft