516 He Saw Her
The new scholars were paraded on horseback, which meant riding horses slowly through the five gates of Kyoto.
After walking for only a quarter of an hour, Ping An heard many screams: "Oh my, this time's top scholar is so handsome, isn't he? Even a god can only be like this."
"I know, I know. He is the eldest son's disciple Ping An, a true top six scholar. My aunt's granddaughter was treated by him. His medical skills are first-rate."
"My god, the runner-up and runner-up are both so handsome. Three years ago, they were two middle-aged men with sagging skin."
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Ping An cleverly dodged one purse after another and one flower after another.
Gong Jun and Hutong Le behind them were not so lucky. Some girls were afraid that they would miss the target and wrapped the fruits in handkerchiefs, which hurt a bit when they hit their heads.
"Brother, brother, look here." Xier's voice.
Ping'an then remembered that he had arrived at the restaurant booked by Mr. Chen.
"My husband, look here."
Ping'an looked up and saw Awu, Xier and Xiner crowded by the window. His mother, mother-in-law and two masters' wives were also standing beside them, waving at him excitedly.
"My husband, I caught it."
Awu threw a small handful of pomegranate flowers to him.
He raised his long arms and quickly caught the flower.
"Brother, I got it."
Xier also threw a rose.
Ping'an naturally took it, looked at them with a smile, and freed his hands to put Awu's flower in his temples and his sister's flower on his chest.
Only then did Chang Chunfeng see the person in the window.
Sixteen or seventeen years have passed, and she is still as beautiful as before, as if time has forgotten her.
It turned out that the teahouse was located just diagonally opposite where she was, but only a few dozen meters away, so it could still be seen clearly.
He lowered his eyes. Fortunately, he was tall and stood at the back.
Of course, my eldest uncle and his wife all knew her and might have seen her.
That’s nothing. We’re in the same capital city and will meet sooner or later.
Thank you, Mei Niang, thank you for giving birth to a good son for the Chang family.
He looked at his son on his tall and strong horse again. The red robe really suited his peace.
"Brother, brother, I'm here." Chang Yan's face flushed with excitement.
Ping'an heard Chang Yan's voice and turned around. Wasn't that them?
He waved this way.
Chang Yan and Zhang Mao screamed.
"Ping'an, take it." Zhang Jinping threw a purse.
Ping An caught it, squeezed it with his hands, and found that it was some snacks.
He smiled at Zhang Jinping.
Immediately, many little girls gasped, how could she smile so beautifully?
"The number one scholar is so handsome, I wonder if he can get engaged?"
"Why, you don't know? The one he just got married to a few days ago is his junior sister."
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Mr. Zhang's eyes also turned red, and he patted his son-in-law who also had red eyes.
"You have such a good son. Even if you have suffered a lot in your life, it is worth it."
Chang Chunfeng choked up a little: "Dad, you are right."
His eyes were fixed on his son. The only bright red robe among the three hundred blue robes was so eye-catching and dazzling.
Suddenly, a picture appeared in his mind: his parents and Mei Niang were surrounding him, and there were two handsome young men beside them, leaning on the window and calling them "big brother".
Chang Chunfeng was so distressed that she could hardly control herself, and finally shed tears as she watched her son going away.
"Brother-in-law, your son is really dazzling." Zhang Jinping also patted his shoulder, "Ping An is so good, impeccable."
Zhang Jinyu's face didn't look very good. She had just seen Awu and also saw the little girl opposite calling Ping'an "Brother".
Is that Ping An's sister?
The women next to them were Madam Sun and Madam Fu. She knew them both. The older one should be Mr. Sun's wife, and the younger one should be Ping'an's mother.
Isn't she thirty-six or thirty-seven? How can she be so young?
She couldn't help but touch her face. She was thirty-five years old this year and felt much older.
Is this because of giving birth to a good son?
An hour later, they finally finished touring the five gates of Kyoto. The three hundred newly graduated scholars went from initial anticipation to excitement, then to weakness and hunger after getting off their horses.
When I looked up, the sun was already setting. I got up early in the morning. I haven't dared to eat or drink too much since yesterday. I'm still young and my stomach is always uncomfortable.
What’s even more difficult is wanting to go to the toilet.
"Master, Master." Xiao Ming ran over with a grin on his face. "Master, our carriage is over there."
Ping An looked over and saw Lin Feng and Xiao Wu standing beside the car smiling at him.
He looked at Zhou Heng, Fu An, Zhiyuan and Shaoqi who gathered around him.
"I have to go home, you all should follow me."
Fu An nodded impatiently: "Ping An, hurry up, or I'll pee on myself."
Shao Qi couldn't help laughing, and so did he, but he just tried not to say it out loud.
Fortunately, none of them had their rankings drop, otherwise Zhiyuan would have been ranked among the Jinshi scholars if he had dropped a few places. Not to mention Shaoqi, whose ranking was high. Fu An was also ranked in the hundreds, which was slightly below the middle among the Jinshi scholars.
Several people got on the car quickly.
Xiao Ming said, "Master, there is water and food in the basket on the car."
Ping'an could still bear it, so he poured himself a small bowl of water and ate a tea egg.
Zhou Heng also ate a few bites and drank half a bowl of water.
Fu An and Shao Qi didn't dare to eat or drink at all. They were hungry and their urine was full. Where could they seek justice?
"Ping An, I envy you for not having to take the imperial examination. We are so miserable because we have to take the examination again in three days."
The top three candidates in the first class will be directly assigned as officials, while the others will be assigned to various places based on their scores after taking the imperial examination.
In fact, grades are only part of it, but a big part is relationships.
Those with strong connections can be assigned to the Six Ministries in Kyoto, or the Dali Temple, etc.
Those who are slightly better off can be assigned to live not far from the capital. This was the case with Ping An’s father and Sun Yat-sen.
Those who have decent grades and some connections can also go to where they want, such as Wangqing, who followed the Sun family's path and went to a very good county town in Yangcheng.
The worst case scenario is that you may be assigned to a remote area, even one with poor mountains and bad waters, where you may stay for seven or eight years and no one may remember you. It is even more difficult to be transferred.
Sun Sicheng has been running around for Zhou Heng.
Fu An, Zhi Yuan, and Shao Qi all have their own families trying to find a solution. They have the means and are not short of money, so naturally the division will not be too unequal.
When we arrived at Ping'an's house, his family had already returned, but they were considerate and didn't come up to talk to him.
Ping'an asked Xiaowu to drive the car directly to the second courtyard, where there was a toilet.
Fu An was the first to rush out of the car. Shao Qi, who was usually gentle and polite, also moved faster at this time.
Ping An and Zhou Heng couldn't help but laugh.
From the imperial examination to the horse-riding parade, it is not easy.
Fortunately, the imperial examination is not difficult and only takes half a day.
After everyone had finished draining their water, Erqiang came over and said that the food had been served in the restaurant and they were just waiting for everyone to go and eat.
Ping'an felt sweet in his heart, thinking that this must have been arranged by Awu in the morning.
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