It’s mid-May in Beijing and it’s considered early summer.
After last year's war crisis and this year's emperor's critical illness, the capital was rarely lively. People from all the neighborhoods took to the streets and rushed towards the palace gate, just to catch a glimpse of Yijia's style.
To be precise, it should be the style of the number one scholar!
After all, the number one scholar in this palace examination really surprised people. He was eighteen years old, and he won six prizes in a row. He had won six scientific examinations, including the county examination, the government examination, the college examination, the provincial examination, the general examination, and the palace examination. Break out of the siege and defeat countless talents to reach the crown!
You know, the small three yuan is rare, and the big three yuan is even rarer, and there has been no one who has won six yuan in a row since the beginning of the imperial examination. It is a truly unprecedented feat!
On this day, the name of Chen Ping, the number one scholar, spread throughout the capital, and the people all wanted to see with their own eyes the appearance of this Wenqu star who came from a peasant family in Qianzhou at the age of 18 and won six yuan in a row.
What they didn't know was that at this time, Chen Dawen and Quxing were on their way crazily.
"Give way, give way! Drive! Drive!"
When things were urgent, Chen Ping was not good at riding horses, and riding horses was strictly prohibited in the capital, but in order to hurry up and avoid losing time, he didn't care about this.
When Chen Ping's horse galloped through the streets of Beijing, passers-by were frightened and hurriedly ducked, and many people were filled with indignation.
"Whose son is this? He is so arrogant. He dares to act wild even when the results are released today!"
"That's right! I hope that the number one scholar will take good care of them after he becomes an official!"
"Huh? This guy looks so young. How come he looks a bit like the No. 1 Scholar?"
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Chen Ping had to stop after a while, because he couldn't ride on the road ahead, so he had to dismount and walk.
He looked up and looked ahead. There was a sea of people, and the heads were so densely packed that Chen Ping's scalp felt numb. He tried to squeeze forward, but his small body couldn't shake thousands of people.
"Let you, Brother Luo, give it a try?"
Luo Li glanced at Xie Zhiyuan, who was standing and talking without pain in his back, and said in a low voice.
"You can't squeeze in."
Chen Ping scratched his head. Xie Zhiyuan looked upset and asked Luo Li to lift him up, then shouted at the top of his lungs.
"The top pick has arrived!!!"
This sentence was so attractive that people in the whole street turned to look at it. Chen Ping looked back at the two young eunuchs who hurriedly caught up, and complimented Xie Zhiyuan with a smile.
"Senior brother must have the means!"
Xie Zhiyuan snorted disdainfully and reluctantly agreed to this flattery.
However, the consequences of these words were something none of them expected. Countless people crowded in this direction at once, and the posture was like a thousand troops. Even Luo Li had to retreat continuously.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hey Lord Zhuangyuan, you have made us suffer!"
However, the eunuch who followed complained to Chen Ping, and Chen Ping quickly pulled the eunuch to him and asked him to solve the situation in front of him.
"Everyone, get out of the way! Our family is ordered to welcome the No. 1 pick!"
The eunuch's duck voice was inferior to that of Xie Zhiyuan, but he represented the emperor. At this moment, the officers and soldiers from the capital who were maintaining order at the scene finally squeezed out of the crowd and came to Chen Ping's side to guard and clear the way.
Chen Ping took the red hydrangea that had been prepared and hung it on his chest, and pinned a peony on his head. He straightened his clothes and got on his horse. With a wide field of vision, countless people on the street saw his true face in Lushan.<
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At this moment, everyone is watching!
Chen Ping felt unprecedented attention. Countless eyes were looking at him. Those eyes contained envy, admiration, enthusiasm, etc. At this moment, he finally understood Meng Jiao's state of mind and emotions when he wrote the song "After Admission".<
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It’s true that I am so proud of the spring breeze that I can see all the flowers in Chang’an in one day!
Chen Ping held his head high and his chest high, full of lofty ideals. Crowds gathered in front and behind him, cheering constantly, as if the whole world was surrounding him.
Wearing beautiful clothes and angry horses, indulge in sexual activities, worthy of the suffering of ten years of poverty!
Countless ladies and maidens who came around after hearing the news were full of affection and affection at this moment. They really are the handsome young man, Zhuo Zhuo, the number one scholar!
"Is this the current number one scholar, Chen Xiaolang? He is so handsome, elegant and talented, who doesn't admire him!"
"At the age of eighteen, I won six yuan in a row, won the first place, and won the crown of number one scholar. If I had this honor, I would have no regrets in this life!"
"It turns out that the No. 1 pick is such an honor. I hope I can also get the No. 1 ranking in three years' time and be ready to announce the results!"
When Chen Ping, dressed in bright clothes, unveiled the list in front of the ceremony department as the officers and soldiers headed down the road, the people along the way all had many compliments, some were extremely envious, some were feeling sorry for themselves, or some were inspired. In short, this grand event made the whole city excited.
Influenced.
When we arrived at the Ministry of Rites, there were many Jinshi waiting here. After all, as Chen Ping was the number one scholar, if he didn't come to roll call, others would have to wait and see. As a result, many people were dissatisfied.
"Relying on favor and being arrogant, I am afraid that after entering the Hanlin Academy, I will not get anything good."
"Shh, if you tell him, he won't be able to hate you. He is the number one scholar after all!"
"Let's look at his success. It's true that the number one scholar in all dynasties has been successful, but how many of them have really risen to the top? The court is no better than the examination room!"
A group of Jinshi watched Chen Ping attracting everyone's attention. When Chen Ping's bright moon comes, how can they, like fireflies, compete with it?
"In the spring of the 18th year of the Apocalypse, the number one on the list is Chen Ping!"
Seeing that the rightful master finally arrived, the officials of the Ministry of Rites immediately sang Chen Ping's name, and the voice was passed on again and again. Finally, dozens of minor officials from the Ministry of Rites shouted in unison, accompanied by the sound of musical instruments.
This level of standard treatment explains why Fan Jin went crazy after winning the imperial examination. This is not the case for a person who has been elected, not to mention that Chen Ping is a Jinshi, the first person to be named the number one scholar!
The stadium suddenly roared with cheers, and cheers resounded in the streets and buildings on both sides. On the terrace of a restaurant, Su Yiyi looked at the most dazzling young man in the crowd with peach blossoms in her eyes.
"Miss, Miss! Look, Mr. Chen has won the top prize! It's great!"
Su Yiyi patted Gardenia lightly and said, "What are you yelling about? It's not big or small!"
As she said this, Su Yiyi was actually happy in her heart, and her eyes were full of joy and boredom, which made people look at it in a daze.
Next came the names of the second and third flowers on the list. After all the songs were sung, Chen Ping immediately stepped forward to reveal the list. The only three names on the list symbolized the most prestigious name in the eighteenth year of the Apocalypse.
Three outstanding people.
In this era when everything is inferior and the only one who excels is reading, Chen Ping, Ding Xun, Hou Yaobang and three others ranked second and third in the list, becoming the goal that all scholars look up to.
As the first person among them, Chen Ping, the number one scholar, is naturally dazzling and glorious!
"Student, thank you for your cultivation!"
Arriving in front of the Minister of Rites, Chen Ping replied humbly, while the Minister of Rites smiled brightly and corrected him: "I am no longer a student. From now on, when you and I are officials in the same court, we must not be arrogant based on favor or proud of our reputation."
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Chen Ping nodded, with an expression of deep instruction, and then stood next to the Minister of Rites.
After that, other Jinshi met with the Minister of Rites in turn. After everyone announced their names, the new Jinshi in the 18th year of the Apocalypse entered the Gongyuan of the Ministry of Rites under the leadership of the Minister of Rites to participate in the banquet given by the emperor.
There is nothing much to say about this banquet. No one came with an empty stomach. After all, if they really expected to eat at the Ministry of Rites, not to mention whether the food in the Ministry of Rites was to their taste, they would be so busy on the way that they would be dizzy. How could they maintain their status as Jinshi Jinshi?
Style?
So for everyone, this meal is just a casual meal and a formality.
After that, Chen Ping and others followed the Minister of Rites to the Imperial College to pay homage to the sages and teachers for recognition.
After a busy day, Chen Ping didn't feel tired, just because he was the complete protagonist today!
Since the establishment of the imperial examination, the first person to win the sixth consecutive imperial examination, and the youngest number one scholar in the history of the Great Yu Dynasty, Chen Ping!