Chapter 287 I drank two more glasses
"Mr. Yin is here too."
In addition to the top three in the first class, the top twenty in the second class also rode horses through the streets.
Because Jiang Junli was always kind and generous, the Ministry of Rites allowed him to ride on horses and parade in the streets with other Jinshi scholars to enjoy the admiration of everyone.
Yin Langjun ranked 43rd among the Jinshi this time and was not eligible for the parade, but he also rode on a tall horse and looked at them with a smile.
Song Jingyun and the other two looked at each other, all of them somewhat confused.
The prince naturally saw the confusion of the three people and said with a smile, "Why? Do you think that Your Highness should not be here?"
Your Highness?
The three were stunned again.
"Don't you understand? This Mr. Yin is the current Crown Prince. He has come to accompany you on horseback to parade through the streets today." Jiang Junli's smile deepened.
"So it's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. We are honored to have His Royal Highness accompany us today." Song Jingyun said with a smile.
"Yes." Chen Shuming and others echoed.
"It's not you who are honored, it's me who is just taking advantage of it." The prince touched his nose embarrassedly.
He participated in the Spring Palace Examination this time with the intention of hiding his identity so that he could compete with the best students in the world and see how these students' talents compared with his.
Now it seems that he, a prince, is not ranked well. It can be seen that the whole country is full of talents, which is very gratifying.
Therefore, although the prince was embarrassed at this moment, he was very happy, and the smile on his face became even more intense. "It's getting late, the three of you should hurry up and get on your horses."
"Yes." Song Jingyun and the other two bowed and each got on a horse led by the servants at the side.
The horses used in the parade were carefully selected and tamed for a long time. They were not only gentle in temperament, but also had bright fur colors. At this time, they were tied with bright red silk flowers, making them look even more majestic.
Song Jingyun and the other two were successful and famous at this time, and were in high spirits. They were dressed in fine clothes and rode horses, looking very dignified, which attracted many people on both sides of the street to praise them loudly.
Originally, they should have been content to accept everyone's praise, but now the Crown Prince was following behind them, and the three of them felt that they were overshadowing the Crown Prince and felt a little uneasy.
But when he saw that there was nothing unusual on the prince's face, and he was as happy as when he met him at the gate of Guanghua Garden, and thought about how kind the prince was to others when he used the alias Yin Langjun, the slight uneasiness in his heart disappeared without a trace.
The expressions and movements of the three people also became much more natural.
Riding a horse and parading through the streets, feeling very proud and in high spirits, he enjoyed the scenery of the entire capital city.
The following Qionglin Banquet was even more lively, and because it was presided over by the Crown Prince, everyone enjoyed themselves very much and did not go home until night.
When Song Jingyun returned to Courtyard No. 8, Guanghua Garden, the moon was already hanging on the willow branches.
"Did you drink too much again today?" Seeing that she was drunk, Jiang Mixia helped him take off his coat and brought him the sobering soup that had been warmed for a long time.
"It was so lively with so many people around, I couldn't refuse." Song Jingyun was a little embarrassed, "But the main reason was that the wine at the Qionglin Banquet tasted so good that I drank two more cups?"
"Are you sure it was just two glasses?" Jiang Mixia raised her eyebrows and stretched out her hand to fan away the smell of alcohol that came out of Song Jingyun's mouth when he spoke.
Song Jingyun scratched the back of his head and felt even more embarrassed. After hesitating for a long time, he stretched out three fingers.
"Three cups?"
Jiang Mixia was a little unconvinced.
"Three altars..."
(End of this chapter)
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