At the same time, the imperial examination results have come out.
As expected, Cheng Qingyuan won the top spot in the imperial examination, causing a sensation in the entire capital.
When he was wearing the red robe of the top scholar, a flower feather on his head, and riding a tall horse on the streets of the capital.
The people of the capital had already lined the streets, cheering for this talented man.
The ceremony of the number one scholar's parade was grand and lively, and the whole city was celebrating.
Many young girls admired him, and many young ladies even boldly threw out their hairpins and handkerchiefs, vying to catch a glimpse of the young champion.
"Cheng Zhuangyuan is truly remarkable!" "That look in his eyes is simply captivating!"
The women were talking among themselves.
Cheng Qingyuan sat upright on his horse with a calm expression.
He bowed politely, but his eyes were never moved by the noisy scene.
What he was thinking about in his heart was no longer the superficial excitement.
There was only one thing he cared about.
Go to Anping Marquis Mansion as soon as possible and tell Fang Qingyue and Shen Yuhan the good news.
After the parade ended, Cheng Qingyuan hurriedly said goodbye to everyone and went straight to the Anping Marquis Mansion.
He changed out of the top scholar's red robe and walked into the marquis's mansion with a somewhat excited look on his face.
This time, after winning the title of top scholar, he could only personally announce the good news to the people he cared about.
Only then can I truly fulfill a wish in my heart.
When he walked into the Marquis' Mansion, he happened to meet Fang Qingyue and Shen Yuhan talking in the courtyard.
Seeing Cheng Qingyuan coming, Fang Qingyue smiled with surprise.
Shen Yuhan looked pleased, and his eyes were filled with admiration for this talented man.
"Qingyuan, you really brought us good news today!"
Fang Qingyue stepped forward, beaming, "Number one scholar! You really lived up to everyone's expectations!"
Cheng Qingyuan showed a gentle smile on his face and bowed respectfully: "My Lord, Qingyue, Qingyuan has lived up to everyone's expectations and has come here today to announce the good news."
Shen Yuhan nodded, and said with some satisfaction: "You have won the top prize, which really brings honor to the capital."
"Now I have a bright future and will definitely be able to serve the court."
Fang Qingyue smiled gently, her eyes full of joy: "Qingyuan, you make Yuhan and I happy for you!"
"Your talent, which you've possessed since childhood, has finally received the recognition it deserves."
Cheng Qingyuan's expression was slightly moved when he heard this.
Then he slowly took out a roll of exquisite red silk from his sleeve and handed it to her with both hands: "Qingyue, I am deeply grateful for your care over the years."
"Now that I have passed the imperial examination, I only hope to contribute my part to the Marquis's Mansion."
Fang Qingyue took the red silk and smiled even more deeply: "Qingyuan, you are now the top scholar."
"You have a bright future, and the Marquisate will always be proud of you."
Shen Yuhan, who was standing beside him, said softly, "Since you have achieved success and fame, Qingyue and I have something important to tell you."
Cheng Qingyuan was slightly stunned and looked at the two of them in confusion.
Fang Qingyue smiled softly and said, "It's a great opportunity for Yuhan and I to take advantage of your success as the top scholar and officially hold our wedding."
"Here is a wedding invitation, and I specifically ask you to attend."
As she spoke, Fang Qingyue took out a wedding invitation from her sleeve and handed it to Cheng Qingyuan personally.
There was a hint of teasing in her eyes: "Qingyuan, you are now of extraordinary status. You have to be there to support the wedding of Yuhan and me."
Cheng Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, and when he took the wedding invitation, a relieved smile appeared on his face.
He already knew that Fang Qingyue and Shen Yuhan were deeply in love, and now he was witnessing with his own eyes that they were about to enter the marriage hall.
Instead, there is no regret in my heart, only full of blessings.
"Qingyue, Lord Marquis, Qingyuan will definitely live up to your trust and will come to congratulate you when the time comes."
Cheng Qingyuan spoke sincerely, with blessings in his eyes.
Fang Qingyue looked at Cheng Qingyuan's relieved expression and smiled softly, "Qingyuan, we are very happy that you can come."
"Now you are already a talented person in the court, with a promising future. But please do not forget the friendship of the Marquisate."
Shen Yuhan nodded in approval, and said in a gentle tone: "Qingyuan, Qingyue is right."
"Although you have passed the imperial examination and entered the government, you will surely become a pillar of the court in the future, but you must not let fame and fortune cloud your heart."
"You must be prudent in what you do and avoid being too eager for quick success."
Cheng Qingyuan nodded solemnly, his expression serious: "Don't worry, my Lord, I will remember your teachings."
Fang Qingyue looked at Cheng Qingyuan with a smile, her eyes full of concern: "You are now the top scholar, and countless eyes are watching you behind you."
"You should be cautious at every step. Don't let those who chase fame and fortune disturb your heart."
Cheng Qingyuan felt the care of the two and became more determined: "Qingyue, don't worry, Qingyuan will definitely remember it in his heart."
A few days later, the capital was shrouded in a joyous atmosphere.
Today is Fang Qingyue's wedding day, and her identity is no longer that of an ordinary woman, but Princess Qingyue, who is personally conferred by the emperor.
The dowry prepared for her by the palace was extremely rich, and the long dowry line stretched for several miles.
The accompanying ceremonial guard shuttled through the streets and alleys of the capital, attracting people to stop and watch, admiring them.
Fang Qingyue was dressed in red, wearing a phoenix crown and a red bridal robe, and sitting in a big red sedan chair.
The sound of gongs and drums came from outside the sedan chair curtain, and the surroundings were filled with a festive atmosphere.
The palace's honor guard was solemn and orderly, and officials came to offer their congratulations one after another. The scene was so grand that it was almost comparable to a royal wedding.
Fang Qingyue sat in the sedan chair, the red veil blocking her vision, but the noise coming from her ears made her feel a little nervous.
Today she was not only marrying as Shen Yuhan's wife, but also as a princess. The wedding specifications and etiquette were extremely sophisticated.
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