Chapter 390: The Day of the Palace Examination, Dancing in the Palm

"My beloved concubine, my beloved concubine, my beloved concubine..."

Early in the morning of the next day, when the emperor woke up from the dragon bed in the side hall, he still shouted the word "beloved concubine" in his mouth, and he didn't know who he was dreaming about.

After this dream, the emperor felt much more energetic. He glanced at Eunuch Hong who was waiting beside the bed and said, "Today is the fifteenth day, right?"

Eunuch Hong looked at the emperor carefully, and then said: "Reporting to your majesty, it is indeed fifteen years. Counting the time, the palace examination is approaching, and it is time for your majesty to move to Jianji Palace!"

"Well, let's drive!"

The emperor stood up to speak, and the dragon driver, surrounded by eunuchs, maids and guards, rushed to Jianji Hall in the Forbidden City.

The Imperial Examination, also known as the Imperial Examination, was held on the first day of the third lunar month in the early Ming Dynasty. Later, it was changed to Wangyue in the eighth year of Chenghua. That is, it was changed from the first day of March to the fifteenth day of March.

This was the last level of the imperial examination, which particularly attracted the attention of scholars. The examination process was very solemn and was held in the Jianji Hall of the Forbidden City.

The day before the palace examination, the officials of Honglu Temple began to set up the throne and the yellow table. The officials of Guanglu Temple arranged the examination table and arranged the seats of the candidates. As for the etiquette department, which printed the examination papers and prepared the answer sheets... everything was done by the officials of the outer court. Do it yourself and don't allow eunuchs and maids to interfere.

It was still dark the next day, and Yinshi had not yet passed. The tributes who were taking the exam were waiting in front of the gate of Xiyuan Palace. Their eyes were brighter than lanterns, and they were so excited that they couldn't help themselves... What is the purpose of the reading exam? Isn't it just for the sake of "being a farmer in the morning and ascending to the emperor's hall in the evening"?

Now, after going through layers of cruel and inhumane selection examinations, they finally stood in front of the emperor's house, about to complete the final leap of the carp over the dragon gate. Just thinking about it made their bladders swell with excitement.

That's right, it's just excitement, excitement and eagerness to try, no nervousness. As long as the imperial examination does not touch the big taboos, the candidates will not be dismissed. It will just rearrange the rankings of the examination. It is a process of 'selecting the best from the best'.

Even if you do poorly in the palace examination, you can still be among the fellow Jinshi who can be used immediately after ranking, and be released as the seventh-grade county magistrate... For many people, this is much more comfortable than sitting on the bench in Beijing.

Officials in the capital belong to the nobility, but it is really difficult to get ahead, especially the group of common people in the Hanlin Academy. They are extremely noble, but some people just can't get ahead. They have been drinking tea in the Hanlin Academy for many years, eating and drinking, etc. He died for half his life and finally retired with honor.

Wang Hua, the number one scholar in the Imperial Examination, is slightly better, but only a little better. He has been an official for six years, and he has been in the Hanlin Academy, and only now can he see some signs of going out.

However, the nobility of the Hanlin Academy is really expensive. As long as you can get out of the Hanlin Academy and serve as an official for one term, regardless of your official career, you will basically be able to reach the fourth rank or above and wear a scarlet robe in the end.

At Mao o'clock on March 15th, the bell rang and the palace gates were opened. Officials began to enter the palace, while the candidates stood aside. The bachelors in python robes and jade belts, the red official robes, the ministers and ministers in gold and silver belts, and the green robes. The principal, Yuanwailang...these powerful officials from the outer court passed by one by one.

"Xuan Cheng Hua Ding Weike Gong Sheng Jin!"

After these officials entered, the salute officer from the Ministry of Rites shouted loudly. Xu Xin, the prince's attendant who came first in the examination and had entered the palace many times, entered the palace again, but this time, his mood was different.

Xu Xin and other tribute officials followed the officials of the Ministry of Rites, passed through the deep doorway, and arrived at an open hall with white stone railings, carved dragon pillars, and neat rows of tables and chairs. This is the Jianji Hall.

The music was loud, with yellow bells and flutes, Xiao Sheng, reeds and flutes, and bells and chimes playing together. The sound really penetrated the nine levels, cleansing people's hearts and making all the officials and tribute students in the hall look solemn.

In the sound of this music, Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen, the Lord of Ming Dynasty, appeared in Jianji Hall.

"I bow to my emperor, long live long live long live long live..."

The voice of the mountain shouting "Long Live the Mountain" is always so charming. Emperor Chenghua, who was already quite rich and obese, showed a rare spirit today. After enjoying some praise, he began to speak. Of course, it was the leader's speech that was full of clichés and empty words, and was of no use at all. .

Those Gongsheng students who saw Tianyan and listened to the holy teachings for the first time were filled with tears of excitement. Although there were no screams or groans, several of them fainted.

Xu Xin performed well among everyone. He should have met Emperor Chenghua. Although there is a high probability that the emperor's impression of him was limited to knowing his name, this was still a big advantage.

The spiritual Emperor Chenghua can think a little more normally and can easily grasp the context of his affairs. So last night, Eunuch Hong would get new medicine, so that Emperor Chenghua could be more energetic today, so as not to ruin the talent-raising ceremony of the palace examination.

Xu Xin stood behind the officials of the Ministry of Rites. He was the person closest to the emperor among the candidates. Others were so excited that he couldn't help himself, but he was calm and composed. He still had time to secretly look at Emperor Chenghua who was wearing a dragon robe.

"The emperor seems to be quite energetic. He will be alive in a few days!"

Xu Xin's medical skills can be said to be divine, and he naturally understood all these things by looking, hearing, asking, and hearing. It was easy to see that the emperor's health was extremely bad, although he also had a share of the credit for this. He was even secretly thinking, when the emperor goes, will he help him take care of the harem?

While Xu Xin was thinking wildly, the emperor finally finished speaking. He picked up the knife and unsealed the test questions on Huang's case, and then awarded them to the great scholar Wan An beside him. Wan An held the test questions and said in a loud voice: "In the 23rd year of Chenghua, Ding Weike's imperial examination begins!"

Long live the mountain, the emperor left the stage, and the officials who had been brought in to fill the scene left, leaving only a bachelor, two ministers of the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Personnel, and a dozen officials of the Ministry of Rites. These dozen people were the candidates for this palace examination. Invigilators, the lineup is extremely luxurious.

Xu Xin's imperial examination was quite boring. He could tell that although the emperor was energetic, he was absent-minded and not in much mood for the palace examination. He was like a laborer waiting to get off work as soon as possible.

The imperial examination was over, the "man in black" entered the palace again, and the emperor fell asleep peacefully again.

"Beautiful!"

"The legendary Zhao Feiyan can dance on the palms of her hands. It turns out that you, Concubine Shu, can do it too!"

On the dragon bed, the emperor kept mumbling in his sleep. Beside his bed, the man in black had cold eyes.

"Emperor, has he really become a waste?"

The man in black was thinking, this emperor is very different from the ZTE master he knew who suppressed the world. Is this because he is a coward in his later years?

He is not sure about this until now, and he wanted to confirm it carefully when he entered the palace today. But it seems that is indeed the case.

"Dancing in Zhao Feiyan's palms? Even if Concubine Shu can really dance in her palms, she won't dance for you!"

The man in black glanced at the sleeping emperor. A ray of true energy penetrated the emperor's eyebrows with a flick of his finger, and then his figure disappeared into the palace.