Outside Donghuamen.
When Han Yuehua and others arrived.
There were already a large number of people waiting here.
There were so many people coming and going, I don’t know how many there were.
"Here they come, the honor guard is coming."
Someone shouted loudly.
"Mom, Chenhan is going to be the top scholar soon, how are you feeling?"
Zhao Mingyue asked.
Han Yuehua smiled and said, "Of course it's fine."
Zhao Mingya stretched her neck to look and said, "I wonder what Chen Han looks like in the top scholar's clothes."
"Of course he is very handsome." Han Yuehua said.
Others also praised it.
At this time, with the sound of gongs, a group of people arrived at the city wall of Donghuamen.
Emperor Chengping stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the bustling crowd below watching the excitement, and said with a smile: "The people are living and working in peace and contentment, which is very comforting to me."
Zhu Zhongyan quickly said, "It's all thanks to your Majesty's good governance."
Everyone else secretly curled their lips.
People who come to watch the fun have spare money and don’t have to work hard to earn money, so they have time to watch the fun.
So they looked at the people who were dressed in gorgeous clothes, had wealthy bodies, and lived a peaceful and prosperous life.
But looking further out, not far away, in the outer city, I don’t know how many people froze to death during the New Year holidays.
But no one dares to say that.
Who dares to spoil the emperor's fun at this time?
Emperor Chengping said, "Let's begin."
Immediately, someone brought over a large golden paper tube, which was about ten feet long, and hung it on a rack set up on the city wall. The paper tube naturally rotated and slid down, and a piece of golden paper appeared in front of everyone.
"It's the big gold list, it's been announced."
"Look who's the top scorer."
The crowd immediately became noisy.
Han Yuehua also tiptoed to look inside, but it was too far away to see clearly.
"Don't worry, mother. His Majesty will call out the names soon." Zhao Mingzhu comforted.
Han Yuehua clenched her fists and said, "You're still nervous at this time."
Madam Han laughed and said, "All parents are like this. If my son hadn't even failed the imperial examination, I'd be even more nervous than you."
"Madam Han, you are nervous because you don't know how your son will rank. Madam Zhao is nervous because she is excited and nervous to see Prince Zhao become the number one scholar." The wife of Marquis Changning said with a smile.
Han Yuehua smiled when she heard this, showing a proud look.
The Duke of Ying's Mansion is higher than the Marquis of Zhenbei's Mansion, but Madam Han's son, Han Yuehua's nephew and Zhao Chenhan's cousin, did not even pass the imperial examination, let alone be qualified to take part in the palace examination.
This made Han Yuehua even more excited.
"After the names are announced, the son-in-law will be chosen from the list. Madam Zhao, are you ready for who will take Prince Zhao away?" asked the wife of Marquis Changning.
Han Yuehua said proudly: "My husband said that after the palace examination is over, we will go to Minister Fu's house to propose marriage. It's a pity that I can't watch Han'er being fought over by others."
Catching a son-in-law under the list is a lively scene after the announcement of the palace examination results.
Many new scholars, especially the top three, were single and unmarried. Especially the top three, only handsome men could win, so many officials and noble families with single women would send people to find a son-in-law.
Because these people are on the golden list, it is also called "catching a son-in-law under the list."
Han Yuehua suddenly slapped her forehead and said, "What a pity! I forgot to bring the painter so that he could paint the scene of Han'er wearing the champion robe and walking through Donghua Gate."
The corners of Mrs. Han's mouth twitched slightly.
If she wasn't her sister-in-law, and if she hadn't been considering Zhao Jingzhou's face, she would have turned around and left long ago.
Look at how capable you are. It's so great that you have a son who is the number one scholar. You even drew him and printed him on the Donghua Gate. How come you can't remove him?
Mrs. Han's own son was not admitted as a tribute scholar, so she was naturally unhappy with Han Yuehua's smug look.
A middle-aged woman nearby said with a smile, "We can find the court painter Shan Daozi. He's seen the roll call scene before. Just let him see Prince Zhao wearing the champion robe and he'll be able to draw a complete picture."
"Okay, send someone to find him immediately." Han Yuehua ordered immediately.
Someone will do it right away.
"here we go."
Zhao Mingzhu reminded.
In the distance, on the city wall above Donghua Gate, Emperor Chengping's mouth opened and closed. The distance was too far, so they couldn't hear what he said clearly, but when they heard the people near the city gate cheering in unison, they knew that the roll call had begun.
"Where's Han'er? Has Han'er come out? I want to be the first to see him wearing the champion robe."
Han Yuehua excitedly stood in the carriage and looked down at the city gate tower.
Zhao Mingzhu frowned slightly.
She vaguely heard the crowd in front of her talking about "number one scholar" and "Zhao Lin".
Could it be that Zhao Lin is the top scorer?
impossible!
Zhao Mingzhu shook her head vigorously.
His Majesty has expressed his satisfaction with Chen Han's answer, so how could it be anyone else?
But she still felt uneasy.
"It's out, it's out. As expected, clothes make the man. Han'er looks even more handsome in his red robe."
Han Yuehua said happily in the carriage.
A man in a red robe and riding a white horse walked slowly out of the doorway under Donghua Gate.
The crowd in front cheered.
Zhao Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it was Zhao Chenhan, it would be fine.
"Yuehua, why don't I look like Chenhan?"
Mrs. Han said this out of the blue.
Han Yuehua said dissatisfiedly: "If it's not him, then it must be Renjie?"
Han Renjie, Mrs. Han's son and Zhao Chenhan's cousin.
Mrs. Han was immediately furious.
She didn't look like she was just saying it casually, but Han Yuehua hit her right in the heart.
Mrs. Han snorted coldly and stopped talking.
Zhao Mingxiao also found something wrong.
"Mom, the person coming here doesn't look like Chen Han, but rather, rather, rather..."
She didn't dare to continue.
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