Chapter 095: Public Display of

Love Yuan Shanxi walked into the palace with the imperial edict. Having been an examiner for many years, he was already familiar with

the process. He had seen the top three of the imperial examinations generation after generation, and his heart was calm. But this time, when his eyes met the newly-minted number one scholar, his heart trembled for no reason, and he was stunned for a moment.

This person looked very familiar, but he was sure that he had never seen him before.

At this moment, the emperor laughed.

"Speaking of which, Yuan Ming and Yuan Xiang not only have the same surname, but also have some similarities in their eyebrows. Could they be distant relatives?"

No one dared to respond to the emperor's joke. Just as Yuan Shanxi was about to answer, he heard Yuan Ming's cold voice.

"Your Majesty, you are joking. I am a commoner who grew up in the village. I dare not seek to be related to the Prime Minister."

The emperor looked at him deeply and said nothing more. Yuan Ming's words were respectful on the surface, but the look of extreme disgust and fear of having anything to do with Yuan Shanxi made Yuan Shanxi look cold.

A small number one scholar, without an official position, was so arrogant.

Yuan Shanxi looked away with contempt, issued the imperial edict in a businesslike manner, and never looked at him again.

Yuan Ming breathed a sigh of relief, because he was afraid that Yuan Shanxi would pull him, or have the intention of exploring.

He has no power now, and he can't even hide himself. As the saying goes, if you can't afford to offend, hide.

After issuing the imperial edict, the emperor conferred official titles one by one.

Yuan Ming was the top scholar, and he should have been given the best official position, serving in the Hanlin Academy. I don't know if it was because of his poor performance just now, but in the end he was sent to the Ministry of Justice, and the second place was appointed as a Hanlin

. When Yuan Ming came out of the Jinluan Palace, he was stopped by someone.

Looking back, he saw a middle-aged man in his thirties with ordinary looks, who was officially the second place.

The two of them congratulated each other first, and Yuan Ming saw him saying with an apologetic and embarrassed look on his face: "The Hanlin should have been yours, I don't know why you asked me to take your place."

Yuan Ming said: "You are a Hanlin appointed by the emperor himself, which means that this position should have been yours, and it has nothing to do with me."

In his previous life, he was a Hanlin, serving as a minor official in the Hanlin Academy, and the entire Hanlin Academy was Yuan Shanxi's world, and everyone from top to bottom was his people.

Not to mention taking the opportunity to overthrow the prime minister, he didn't even dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction with the prime minister, and was forced to flatter him. The feeling of mental exodus was too disconnected. He was happier than anyone else to be able to stay away from that place again.

As for the Ministry of Justice, it was a pleasant surprise for him.

The Minister of Justice, Li Qinggang, was upright and impartial. Although he was a bit strict and pedantic, it was definitely a good opportunity for rapid growth to be under his command.

Moreover, Li Qinggang had always been dissatisfied with the prime minister's style of forming cliques. Yuan Ming wanted to find a backer and a helper, and Li Qinggang was undoubtedly the best choice.

But it was too early to think about these things now. The top three followed the eunuch into the locker room and changed into bright red official uniforms. Next, they were going to parade through the streets.

The parade of the top scholar is an annual lively spectacle for the people of Beijing. The entire street from the east gate to the west gate of the imperial palace was filled with people early in the morning. The vendors carried shelves and boxes and shuttled through the crowds, shouting their wares. It was so lively.

Ji Qingyue lay on the window of the teahouse and looked out.

Snow Bao, who was sitting on the soft chair, waved his arms. After a long time without getting a response from his little daddy, his mouth flattened and he burst into tears.

However, Ji Qingyue didn't care about him at this time. She turned around and scolded him: "Snowboy, stop making trouble. You can't cry at this time. Your father is coming. You have to smile."

Cao Ge'er held Snowboy in his arms and coaxed him in a low voice. He smiled when he heard it: "Husband, what are you talking about? Little boy is so young, how can he understand?"

Half a year passed. Cao Ge'er has been serving Ji Qingyue. Knowing that he is easy to get along with, his temper has gradually relaxed. He is no longer afraid to say a word like at the beginning.

Ji Qingyue pouted: "Okay."

At this time, a sudden sound of gongs and drums sounded, and the crowd downstairs suddenly became noisy.

Ji Qingyue jumped on the spot, his eyes lit up: "Here it comes!"

As he said that, he let Cao Ge'er hold Snowboy and stand on the other side of the table. He picked up the half-asleep Snowball and pointed excitedly below: "Your father is here!"

Snowball was suddenly awakened, but he didn't cry, but his eyes were a little dazed.

Yuan Ming, with a big red flower tied to his chest, was riding on a horse. Looking at the densely packed heads on both sides of the road, he wiped the sweat off his face in panic.

Just now, a boy broke through the guards and confessed to the third place winner in the imperial examination, which scared them all.

Today was a happy event, and the onlookers had no bad intentions. The officers and soldiers couldn't suppress them by force, and it took a lot of effort to pull the people out.

After this incident, the three of them became alert, fearing that someone would suddenly confess in the street.

"Yuan Ming! Yuan Ming!"

A shout was particularly clear among the noisy voices.

Yuan Ming felt that the words sounded familiar, so he looked up subconsciously and saw Ji Qingyue standing by the bed in the teahouse on the right, holding Olaf in her hand and greeting him.

This movement attracted everyone's attention, and Ji Qingyue took the opportunity to confess loudly: "Yuan Ming, I love you!"

"Who is this? You already have a child and you still confess to the number one scholar?" someone was puzzled.

Yuan Ming smiled and replied: "I love you too, my husband!"

The crowd suddenly became lively, and everyone laughed in good faith.

The parade passed quickly, and Ji Qingyue closed the window and rubbed his hot cheeks with the back of his hand.

"Why is your father so annoying? I shouted quietly, but he didn't respond? What a look!" He complained, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Cao Ge'er covered his mouth and smiled: "Young Master loves you and wants to make you feel at ease!"

Ji Qingyue raised the corners of her mouth and poked Snowball's chubby face.

The parade was over, but they couldn't go back.

The three of them sat in a carriage and went to the palace.

They were embarrassed together during the parade, and their relationship became closer.

The runner-up was named Xu Zhiping, a native of Beijing, and he was over thirty years old. The third place was named Lin Qinghong, the eldest son of the Lin family, the largest scholarly family in Haicheng. He was just twenty years old and the youngest among them.

In terms of appearance, Yuan Ming and Lin Qinghong are equally good, but everyone knows that the third place winner usually marries a princess, not a married person.

Lin Qinghong folded his arms and looked at him, smiling, "Mr. Yuan is so young and already has a wife, and there is someone to succeed him. It is really enviable."

He was talking about the bold love between Yuan Ming and his husband on the street just now.

Yuan Ming chuckled, "Mr. Lin is enviable. His family background, appearance and talent are all top-notch. He will rise to prominence in the future. Don't forget me."

"Mr. Yuan is right." Xu Zhiping followed.

Lin Qinghong glanced at them sideways, and the three of them laughed out loud.

Tonight is the Jinshi Banquet. All students who participated in the palace examination can participate, but the center of the crowd is still the top three.

As soon as Yuan Ming and his friends arrived, everyone's attention was focused on them.

Yuan Ming clearly heard Lin Qinghong beside him take a breath of cold air. Xu Zhiping was a few years older and was better at hiding his emotions, but his slightly stagnant steps showed that he was uneasy.

On the contrary, Yuan Ming, a commoner from a humble background who had never seen the world, was the calmest.

Several people stood still in the Yu Garden, and others quickly surrounded them, some congratulating them and some trying to establish connections.

After a while, the emperor arrived.

Everyone returned to their seats and waited respectfully.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and at the same time, they vaguely realized that entering the officialdom was completely different from their student days, and an invisible barrier between people quietly appeared.

The emperor didn't say much. He rewarded several students who performed well in the palace examination, and then asked for singing and dancing. The soothing sound of the pipa rang out, easing the tense atmosphere, and the scene became lively again.

Yuan Ming and the other three were originally sitting together. Not long after, the eunuch next to the emperor came over and called Lin Qinghong away.

Lin Qinghong was the most talkative among them, and the room suddenly became quiet after he left.

Xu Zhiping glanced at the seat at the top and said, "The third place winner will become a prince consort. I think the emperor called him Master Lin for this reason. Are you jealous, Master Yuan?"

"It's a step up, and you will be a royal relative in the future. Everyone will be jealous, but there will be no more." Yuan Ming chuckled.

Xu Zhiping was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and raised his glass to Yuan Ming: "Mr. Yuan is right. Instead of looking and thinking too much, it is better to cherish the present."