There were already guards waiting at the palace gate. The three of them mounted their horses and walked out. They saw people gathered on both sides of the street, all discussing the three people on the horses.
"Hey, the third place winner is so handsome. I wonder if he's married yet."
"The top scholar is also good-looking. The runner-up isn't quite as good-looking, but he's also very handsome. They don't look very old, so they probably aren't married yet."
"It's not your turn whether you get married or not."
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Wang Yu looked at this grand occasion, and at this moment he really felt the heroic mood of riding a horse at full speed to see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day. Unconsciously, the smile on his face became more and more brighter. If anyone could say who was the happiest, he would be Chen Yanwen.
The girls and boys on both sides kept throwing sachets, handkerchiefs and other things at them. In such a grand occasion, no one cared about being shy and everyone was throwing. Wang Yu felt a little regretful that Cheng Chen didn't see him parading.
Zhang Siyuan, Ling Chufeng, and Cui Hao had also arrived. The three of them were all in the teahouse, watching the three people in the distance. Cui Hao said, "Tsk tsk, I didn't expect all three of them to make it into the top three. Seeing them so happy, I'm so envious."
Zhang Siyuan nodded and jokingly said, "Xiuzhi looks even more handsome in this red robe of the top scholar. If the girls here knew he has a husband and children, they would be heartbroken."
Cui Hao nodded in agreement. Ling Chufeng looked at the three people walking towards him, but his eyes only focused on Wang Yu at the end. Looking at Wang Yu in a red robe, when Cui Hao called them, he inexplicably took off the sachet from his waist and threw it down.
Wang Yu heard someone calling and looked up to see that it was them. He also saw a sachet flying towards him and caught it. After a while, there was another one. Cui Hao saw Ling Chufeng throwing one and he threw one too.
Wang Yu looked at them with amusement, put away the two sachets, and said to them, "Childish!"
Only Zhang Siyuan frowned when he saw Ling Chufeng throwing the sachet. He looked at the person next to him. This person was his good friend and also his junior fellow apprentice. They had been together for so many years and he knew his temper well. It was impossible for him to do such a thing in public.
Before, I always saw him running to Wang Yu, and I thought he was on good terms with Wang Yu and the others, but now he had to think more about it. He just pursed his lips and said nothing, hoping that it was not what he thought. In this era, there are brothers, so it is nothing to say that male homosexuality is prevalent, but Wang Yu is a family man.
Ling Chufeng felt it was inappropriate after throwing it. Fortunately, Cui Hao also threw one, otherwise it would be too embarrassing. He put his hands behind his back and watched the team walking further and further away.
After the three of them finished strolling around the street and returned, Chen Yanwen had the opportunity to tell them what happened in the palace in the morning. It turned out that he was given a marriage. The reason for the marriage was what happened when they went to Ci'an Temple before. The person he saved was Princess Le'an, the emperor's only sister.
There was something fishy about this matter, and the emperor did not explain it to him in detail. He only said that it was a serious matter and asked him if he was willing to marry the princess.
"What do you think?" In Wang Yu's view, marriage is a big deal, and even a princess cannot be married casually.
"I have met the princess, and there is nothing I am unwilling to do. I am the princess's consort, and it is okay to be an idle official. I am not too keen on being an official." The princess's consort in Dali was not allowed to be an official with real power. Of course, this mainly depended on the emperor's wishes.
"As for the matter of love..." The prerequisite for two people to get married is that they like each other. If they don't like each other, it would be the same as making enemies.
Cheng Yanwen understood what Wang Yu meant, and said shyly, "After seeing her that day, I liked her a little."
Wang Yu laughed when he heard this, patted his shoulder and said, "As I predicted, you'll be chosen as a husband in high school. Now you've been taken away by the princess. Hahaha, so your destiny lies here."
Song Boyan was happy for him when he heard this. Among the three of them, only Chen Yanwen had not yet married. He was already 23 years old this year and was indeed an older young man.
Tomorrow the emperor will hold a banquet for the Jinshi candidates, also known as the Grace and Honor Banquet. Today, they received a lot of handkerchiefs and sachets with various fragrances on their bodies. The three of them washed up early and went to rest.
The banquet was held in the imperial palace, and the three of them arrived very early. In addition to the newly-appointed Jinshi, there were other officials, such as Mr. Lan Yuanjing, who was sitting next to the emperor. Mr. Lan was from the Lan family of Jimo and was also the emperor's teacher. He was considered the number one person in the hearts of scholars of this era.
The whole banquet started with the emperor's speech. Of course, the top three in the first class were the focus of attention, and the climax of the banquet was when Mr. Lan accepted Song Boyan as his disciple.
The incident happened when the banquet was almost over. Mr. Lan specifically found Song Boyan and took him to the palace next door to talk. Song Boyan didn't know what Mr. Lan wanted him to do, but he followed him anyway.
Until Lan Yuanqing said that he wanted to take him as his disciple, he looked up at Lan Yuanqing in disbelief and stammered, "First, sir, you want to take me as your disciple?"
Lan Yuanqing smiled and nodded, "You're fine."
Of course Song Boyan was unwilling, he immediately knelt down and worshipped him as his master, kowtowed three times. This was more exciting to him than passing the second place in the exam.
Lan Yuanqing was very pleased to help him up, and gave him a brocade box as a gift for his apprenticeship. "From today on, you are my closed disciple."
Song Boyan held the brocade box solemnly and said, "Thank you, Teacher."
Wang Yu waited for Song Boyan to come out before asking him, and only then did he know that Mr. Lan had accepted Song Boyan as his disciple. Wang Yu was also very surprised. This was a great thing for Song Boyan. Song Boyan was a genius in studying, and now he had a famous teacher to guide him. I am afraid that sooner or later he would become a famous scholar.
There was a sudden sound of gasps all around. Everyone knew that if one became a disciple of Mr. Lan, his official career would only be smoother. Even though he had retired, his weight in the emperor's heart had not diminished at all, and his granddaughter was even the empress, so all the scholars present were jealous.
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