Another World's Imperial Examination Official Path

Chapter 478

"The hairpin is fine."

Li Chun shook his head, this hairpin is very good both in texture and workmanship.

But it was because it was so good that Li Chun was worried.

"This hairpin should be very expensive."

Li Chun sighed slightly, he was also from a big family, so he still had a good eye.

Jade and the like have always been very expensive.

Especially the jade quality of this hairpin is better than all the jades that Li Chun has seen, so the price is naturally very high.

Li Chun didn't want Yunhong to spend too much money.

"Brother Chun, don't worry."

Knowing Li Chun's scruples, Yunmengxi comforted him: "Second Brother now has a winery in his hands, and he is not short of money. What matters is Second Brother's affection for you!"

Originally, Yunhong was short of money because he wanted to support such disabled soldiers.

But these people can now enter the workshop to work and support themselves and their families, without any extra money from him.

Coupled with the speed at which Wushuang Winery makes money every day, he is not short of money right now.

Yunmengxi understood it, so he persuaded her like this.

"Well, good." Li Chun thought for a while, and then nodded in response.

"There is still a letter below, Brother Chun, you should read it when you go back."

Yunmengxi pointed to the bottom of the box, blinked at Li Chun, and reminded.

It's not convenient to take out this love letter at this time.

Li Chun blushed. Although he couldn't wait to take out the letter and read it, considering the current situation, he suppressed the impulse in his heart.

Li Chun put the jade hairpin into the brocade box, and then put it back in his sleeve. Yunhong's handsome face appeared in his mind, and his heart jumped.

Even now, he still can't believe that he and Yunhong are already together.

……

"It's so unpalatable."

Chu Zhuang finally waited until the banquet began, but what was served was a plate of boiled pork.

No salt, no oil, and a strong smell.

With one bite, Chu Zhuang subconsciously prepared to spit it out.

"Don't throw up!"

Seeing this, Yun Zhanfei quickly stopped him, and said anxiously, "Don't spit!"

If this meat is vomited, it will be a big trouble!

Chu Zhuang suppressed his nausea, but he didn't dare to chew, and swallowed it raw.

"Is this what you eat at the banquet in the palace?" Chu Zhuang looked at the pork on the plate in front of him, and asked in disbelief with his lips tightened.

"This is a custom left by Taizu."

Yunhong explained to Chu Zhuang.

It turned out that the founding emperor was trapped in the mountains when he attacked the country. The villagers in the village thanked their army and killed the only pig in the village, boiled it in white water and sent it up the mountain to them. won the war.

After the establishment of the country, Taizu made a rule that every Mid-Autumn Festival, a bowl of boiled white meat should be eaten to commemorate the people's help to them.

"So this is ah!"

Chu Zhuang pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

At this time, the cooking is not overcooked, so the grown pork has a strong smell.

It's fine to have a taste, but their cooking techniques are very backward, and many seasonings have not been developed.

and so……

Seeing that Chu Zhuang couldn't eat any more, Yun Zhanfei quietly put the plate he had eaten in front of Chu Zhuang, and replaced his pork.

Seeing this, Chu Zhuang showed a grateful expression. Although he said he was not picky about food, his mouth was still spoiled. After eating this bowl, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't be able to spit it out.

Yun Zhanfei didn't pay much attention to the pork, he ate it all in two or three bites.

When I was in the frontier, I couldn't eat such a bite of pork.

Fortunately, this bowl of pork was just an appetizer, and soon there were other feasts.

After drinking and eating, singing and dancing came up, and the sound of silk and bamboo also sounded.

"The people from the Imperial Academy will come out to write poems later, you have to be prepared." Yun Hong looked at Chu Zhuang and reminded.

"Don't worry." Chu Zhuang responded with a slight nod.

"How are you preparing?" Yunhong couldn't help asking.

Chu Zhuang was not good at this point, he didn't tell them in advance every time, so that they always waited with their hearts scratching their lungs.

"Don't worry." Chu Zhuang smiled and said again.

"How does it compare to the last time?" Yun Zhanfei also came over and asked curiously.

When the song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" came out last time, the whole Dongfeng mansion was boiling.

Even Yun Zhanfei, who doesn't care about poetry at all, can feel it.

Can you not feel that in the streets and alleys, in restaurants everywhere, as long as there are people who read, there are people discussing this poem.

It was also this poem that allowed Chu Zhuang to completely confirm his status as the number one talented scholar in the world back then.

In the past, Wen Wu was the first and Wu Wu the second.

Literati look down on each other, and they don't want to admit that they are inferior to others. It is not an easy task to make the servants recognize the identity of this talented man.

Yunhong also pricked up his ears, wanting to hear Chu Zhuang's answer.

"This is..."

Chu Zhuang raised his eyebrows, looked at the expressions of the two, pondered for a while before saying, "Guess?"

Hearing this answer, Yun Zhanfei and Yunhong looked at each other, their eyes full of helplessness.

But seeing Chu Zhuang's relaxed appearance, the two couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Chu Zhuang is so sure, it seems that he is quite sure.

During the banquet, poems were sent out soon.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the poems I write are naturally written around this festival.

Most of the good poems come from the Imperial Academy.

Those who can enter the Hanlin Academy are all top three in the scientific examinations over the years, so talent is naturally needless to say.

"The quality of this year's poetry is much higher than in previous years!"

Looking at the poem in his hand, Yunhong said with some emotion.

He had already realized it earlier. Since the two poems of Chu Zhuang were spread, the quality of the poems that have been circulated has been higher than in previous years.

Presumably it was stimulated by Chu Zhuang, so everyone's potential was stimulated.

Yun Zhanfei scratched his head, looking at these poems, his mind was muddled, and he just wanted to doze off.

He couldn't figure out why those people thought of so many things just for a festival.

As far as his character, poetry and other things are concerned, I am afraid that he will never have a chance with him in this life.

"They are all good poems, good words!"

Chu Zhuang looked at the poem in his hand and nodded.

These people were able to stand in this court through the fierce imperial examinations, and even entered the Hanlin Academy. Their strength was undoubtedly very strong.

In particular, there was news that Chu Zhuang would come to participate, so everyone began to prepare poems early, and only after repeated polishing did they come out with satisfactory works.

Although they dare not say that they have surpassed the first two poems of Chu Zhuang, they can definitely be regarded as the best among contemporary poems.

"Father, I heard that Chu Zhuang, the most talented man in the world, also participated in today's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. Why don't you let him contribute a poem to cheer up tonight's banquet?" Yu Wenjing looked at Yu Wenchang and said.

Yu Wenjing had noticed Chu Zhuang a long time ago. Seeing that Yunhong and Chu Zhuang had a close relationship, he was not happy, so he made this request and planned to let Chu Zhuang come out to write lyrics.

Logically speaking, Yu Wenjing's biggest enemy is the eldest prince Yu Wenming.

But Yu Wenjing's hostility towards Yunhong was no less than Yu Wenming's.

After all, his crown prince was taken from Yunhong.

Once Yunhong regained his identity, besides him, Yunhong, the son of the former empress, would be the orthodox son.

In particular, in order to commemorate the former queen, Yu Wenchang specially named him the Holy Queen.

That is to say, no matter how many queens there are in the future, their status cannot compare with this holy queen.

If it is investigated seriously, Yunhong's status is even more noble than his!

How did Yu Wenchang accept this?

So over the years, not only did Yu Wenming kill Yunhong many times, but they also did not miss out.

Seeing that there are only the last few months, and Yunhong is about to recognize him, he is more worried than Yu Wenming.

Of course, Yu Wenjing had also heard about Chu Zhuang's talent.

If he is allowed to enter the court, he will definitely be a great help to Yunhong in the future.

He will not let Yunhong have any chance to grow up, even if it is only a slight threat, he will completely eradicate this threat in the bud!

He asked Chu Zhuang to compose poems for nothing more than two purposes.

If Chu Zhuang can't make any good words, it will naturally hinder his reputation. If he wants to keep his reputation as the world's number one talented person, he can't afford to make mistakes.

If Chu Zhuang still made two good poems with astonishing talent and stunning talent, just like before.

That's okay, at least he offended all the arrogant officials of the Hanlin Academy.

No matter what the situation is, Yu Wenjing is happy to see it succeed.

Yu Wenchang glanced at Yu Wenjing, nodded slightly and said, "Yes!"

"Where is Chuzhuang?"

Yu Wenchang looked to the right side of the banquet and asked.

The civil officer is on the left, and the military officer is on the right. Chu Zhuang came in with the Yun family, so it was naturally on the military officer's side.

"The emperor is calling you!"

Yun Zhanfei's expression froze, and he winked at Chu Zhuang.

Chu Zhuang stood up from his eyes, straightened his clothes, and walked forward.

"Student Chu Zhuang pays homage to the emperor."

Chu Zhuang had already learned the etiquette in the palace, and at this time he bowed to the emperor in a proper manner.

Hearing Chu Zhuang's name, the discussion in the banquet gradually stopped, and all eyes focused on Chu Zhuang alone.

Obviously everyone is also very curious about Chu Zhuang.

Yu Wenchang looked at Chu Zhuang in front of him, with surprise in his eyes.

Chu Zhuang was really young beyond his expectations.

The person who can write such amazingly talented and beautiful poems is actually such a young man in front of me?

But looking at Chu Zhuang facing the gaze of the officials, he didn't panic at all, there was a sense of righteousness between his brows, and he seemed to have both strength of character and no demeanor.

Yu Wenchang nodded secretly, but he is a handsome young man!

"Get up!" Yu Wenchang said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Chu Zhuang bowed his hands, thanked him, and stood up straight.