Chapter 159: Cheated, Cheated....

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Chapter 159: Cheated, cheated.

A blue robe, wide sleeves and collar are dark blue, a pair of black boots with satin white soles, a leather belt, and a black gauze hat with green leaves and velvet flowers chiseled on both sides.

There is also a small bronze plaque, or label, on the flower, with the three characters "Enrong Banquet" written on it.

This is the outfit sent by the people from Honglu Temple this morning. It is also the attire that you will wear when you attend the Chuanlu Ceremony and the Jinshi Honor Banquet tomorrow. Moreover, the people from Honglu Temple have repeatedly warned you, never do it.

It has been worn out, so I will have to return this outfit when the ceremony is over tomorrow.

That's right, this outfit is not given to you, it is rented to you for free for one day and will be returned at the end of the month. That's how stingy it is.

Xia Yuan felt the material with his hands and found it was very smooth. He then picked it up and put it to the tip of his nose to smell it. There was a faint scent of soapberry.

It was obvious that these clothes had just been washed, and they were probably not disposable. They might have been worn by many Jinshi masters.

Every time someone wears it, it will be kept in the warehouse of Honglu Temple for three years. When it is used again, it will be washed, dried, cleaned, and then distributed to the new Jinshi.

Wang Shouren looked aside for a while and said thoughtfully: "My mentor's Jinshi uniform seems to have been worn by my student back then."

"Do you recognize this?"

"The student has some impression. If the student remembers correctly, there is an extremely small gap at the sleeve of this robe."

With that said, Wang Shouren picked up the robe and opened the sleeves to look at it, then nodded slightly and said, "It is indeed the one the student wore three years ago."

Xia Yuan leaned over and took a look. There was indeed a very small gap at the cuff, no bigger than a grain of rice.

It’s true, the Jinshi uniforms of the Ming Dynasty were recycled.

"Which grade of Jinshi did you pass the exam?"

"The student was ranked second and seventh."

"Oh" Xia Yuan nodded suddenly. Since they were all wearing the same clothes, he must also be a second-class Jinshi.

A second-class Jinshi is a serious Jinshi. Yes, it is not as good as a first-class Jinshi, but it is much better than a third-class Jinshi. The third-class Jinshi has the same background as a Jinshi.

Born with the same Jinshi, this same character makes people feel very uncomfortable.

It is said that it is equivalent to being a Jinshi, but with the same word in front of it, there is clearly a sense of special emphasis to cover up the obvious.

If you get a top-three Jinshi, no matter how you think about it, you will feel uncomfortable, as if you were given alms by others.

In fact, the status of being a top three Jinshi is a gift from the imperial court, which has profound historical lessons.

In the early Song Dynasty, the imperial examination subjects were still elimination examinations. Each imperial examination subject was based on merit-based admission, and most people would be eliminated.

During the reign of Emperor Renzong of the Song Dynasty, there was a man named Zhang Yuan. After repeatedly failing in the palace examination, he rebelled against the Song Dynasty and joined Xixia in anger, and assisted Li Yuanhao in defeating the Northern Song Dynasty.

This incident gave the Song Dynasty a great shock and lesson. From then on, there was no such thing as elimination in the imperial examination.

As long as you don't turn in a blank paper, you will pass the exam.

No matter how bad the writing is, it is extremely bad, and it is so bad that no one is even looking at it, the imperial court will not eliminate it, but pinch its nose and give it to someone with the same background as a Jinshi, so that no one will be tempted to join a foreign race and become a traitor.

I didn't get the top score in the exam, which really made me feel a bit unhappy.

It was difficult for my daughter-in-law to get up very early during the palace examination that day, and went to grab the first incense stick with Xia Shu to ask the Bodhisattva to bless her for being the top student in high school. However, she knelt in front of the Bodhisattva and prayed for a long time, but it was of no use at all.

Of course, it was impossible for Xia Yuan himself to say that he was not disappointed, but to say that he was in so much pain that he was seeking death and survival was definitely not the case. He quickly put aside his little disappointment and took his clothes and went to the room to change into them.

It's okay, a little too big, but it barely fits.

He opened his arms and let his wife help him put on the belt, and finally put the black gauze hat with flower hairpins on his head.

Zhao Yuerong's eyes were bright, filled with fascination and surprise, "My husband looks really good in this dress."

"As you said, my husband will not look good any day."

"My husband looks good any day."

Xia Yuan couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and opened his arms again, "Come, let me hug you."

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Zhao Yuerong turned his head and glanced at the closed door, then confidently and boldly plunged into his arms.

Xia Yuan hugged his wife who was like a kitten in his arms, enjoying the warm and fragrant hug.

Unfortunately, April is approaching and the weather has not really warmed up yet, so my wife’s clothes are still a bit thick.

Putting his chin on the top of her head, Xia Yuan gently stroked her back with his hand and asked, "Would you be disappointed if my husband didn't get the top prize?"

Didn’t get the top prize!?

Hearing this, Zhao Yuerong's heart suddenly trembled, and his delicate little face like a porcelain doll suddenly lifted up.

Xia Yuan was startled, what kind of reaction is this?

After calming down his mind, he said: "Well, I guess it's because I didn't get the top prize. The clothes I'm wearing belong to the second-class Jinshi. The top pick should be wearing red clothes."

According to his idea, the uniforms of the first, second, and third grade scholars should be different. The number one scholar is a red robe, which is often seen on TV, and the number one scholar on the stage is also in red.

So he shouldn't be the number one pick, but Xia Yuan really didn't expect his wife's reaction to be so extreme. Her little head suddenly raised up, looking very shocked.

Zhao Yuerong didn't understand what it meant to be a second-class Jinshi. She didn't have the heart to think about it right now. Her little head was buzzing at the moment.

After being stunned for a long time, she flattened her mouth and said with a cry: "I was cheated, I was cheated."

Xia Yuan was startled again and a little confused at the same time, "No, who did you let you be deceived?"

The little girl burst into tears, unable to hide the look of sadness and anger on her face, and sobbed: "I was deceived by the Bodhisattvas and monks in the temple."

Hearing this, Xia Yuan immediately guessed the reason, and then he couldn't laugh or cry.

"You think the Bodhisattva didn't bless your husband to be the top scholar in high school? Then the Bodhisattva didn't bless so many people who got the top score in high school. Even if you are the most sincere and go the most often, you won't cry."

"As for!"

Zhao Yuerong wiped away her tears with her hands, raised her little face and complained: "When Shu Niang and I went there that day, the old monk asked us to go to Gaoxiang. He said that Gaoxiang is the most effective, and we can go to Datian to listen to it.

Bodhisattva knows what I am asking for. One pillar of incense costs five hundred incense, and we went up to three pillars, woo woo.”

One pillar of incense costs 500 coins, three pillars costs 1,500 coins, and more than one tael of silver is gone.

I usually feel so distressed spending dozens of copper coins.

In order to protect my husband from being admitted to the top exam, I endured my heartache for the first time and gritted my teeth and spent huge sums of money to pray for incense and worship Buddha. In the end, I was deceived. I was deceived by those monks and Bodhisattvas. My husband did not pass the exam.

One can imagine the sadness and anger in Xiaoqiuzi's heart.

"That Bodhisattva is a fake. He deceived me and defrauded me of a lot of money. Wuwu."

"There's not a lot of money, just a little more than a tael of silver."

"There are just so many."

"Okay, that's a lot."

Sighing, Xia Yuan hugged his little daughter-in-law tightly, who was wiping her tears in his arms. Now that his family has a household worth ten thousand yuan, he still feels sorry for this mere one or two cents.

This should be regarded as not forgetting the original intention, right?
Chapter completed!