On this day, Daming will hold a grand ceremony, which is destined to attract worldwide attention.

The scholars of the three provinces of the two capitals of the Ming Dynasty have been screened by the county examination, the government examination, the hospital examination, the township examination, the meeting examination and the palace examination, and a new champion will be born, and there will be 357 scholars, who have gone from the field house to the court and become the most beautiful non-commissioned officer in the Ming Dynasty.

The sky was dark, the chickens were still asleep, but the lights of the Teochew Hall were quietly on.

Lin Haoran suppressed a trace of excitement in his heart and got up from bed early. After washing, the two waiting women outside pushed the door in and began to help him dress.

Yesterday, the Ministry of Rites had already sent him a set of jinshi uniforms, which was the uniform dress that must be worn at today's ceremony. Because it is a dress, it is very particular, in addition to the crown, robe, clothes, belts, shoes, and many small parts.

It is really difficult for ordinary people to dress accurately, but these two women seem to be extremely skilled, and they will help him dress neatly and neatly.

Lin Haoran looked at the Jinshi hat in his hand, which was woven into a hat tire made of rattan silk, high in front and low in the back, after being painted with black paint, wrapped in a layer of black yarn on the outside, and a wing on each side.

This black hat is the official hat of the Ming Dynasty - the black gauze hat, since Hongwu made him an official hat in the third year, ordinary people can no longer wear it.

Chao for Tian Shelang, twilight to the Tianzi Hall!

Lin Haoran participated in the imperial examination in white, and along the way, he finally came to an end, realized the dream of all scholars in the Ming Dynasty, and ascended to the Tianzi Hall.

He solemnly put this hat on his head, and a sense of pride arose. He is no longer a scholar, but a non-commissioned officer who is about to enter the officialdom, and maybe he can become a trendsetter of the Ming Dynasty.

The two maidens who were dressing him suddenly froze, as if they felt the official authority, lowered their heads slightly, and said respectfully: "Master, you have already dressed properly." ”

"Well, you guys get out!" Lin Haoran nodded slowly, and unconsciously had more official authority, as if he had really become a high-ranking official in the Ming Dynasty.

The two waiters hurriedly retreated, and the other waited-in girl seemed to remember something and handed him the wat board on the table.

Lin Haoran took the wat board, which was more than 50 centimeters long and 10 centimeters wide, and the material was acacia wood. This thing is not actually an ornament, but is used to record the orders or wills of the Son of Heaven, which is equivalent to a notebook in the hands of later officials.

After tidying up, he took the wat board, pushed open the door and walked out.

"I've seen Senior Brother, hehe!" Yang Futian, who lived next to him, also just packed up and walked out, and greeted him warmly when he saw him, and he was in a very good mood.

"Even if you get the second grade, this year is the main subject of the township test, it is difficult for you to be selected into the Hanlin Shujishi!" Ning Jiang walked out of the other room and said sourly.

Lin Haoran turned his head to look at Ning Jiang with a sense of understanding, this person is worthy of being born in a family of eunuchs, and he sees some things in officialdom extremely accurately. There is also a quota for the Hallym Academy, and considering that it will continue to recruit next year, the number of Gujishi this year will inevitably be reduced.

"Only a mediocrity like you would think about Shu Jishi, I want to be a Hanlin cultivator!" Yang Futian raised his chin and said with a smug face.

"Even if the senior brother is not the champion, it will not be your turn to be an idiot!" Ning Jiang raised a middle finger at him and struck at him.

"Am I stupid? Then you don't necessarily have to be smarter than me, you're afraid that the top three will get a place to be a poor county! Yang Futian snorted lightly and said proudly.

Lin Haoran looked at Ning Jiang's face and did not do it right, just to stop them from arguing any further.

The three of them walked out of the courtyard together and came to the lobby of the hall, where the shopkeeper Chen was waiting enthusiastically in front of the door, and the breakfast that the three of them loved was already on the table.

At breakfast, the other eight companions also came to the lobby dressed up, and everyone saluted again.

The eight of them can see it, even if they have heard some rumors about the reading of the papers, and know that they are very likely to fall into the top three, but they are also in a very good mood, and they are extremely looking forward to the upcoming ceremony.

Not everyone dreams of entering Hanlin, like they are also very satisfied with a Qipinzhi County. What's more, this county is different from the county, this is only the starting point, and there is still a lot of room for growth.

After breakfast, the eleven people got into the carriage and headed for the Forbidden City.

The eastern side of the sky is white, as if it is a good omen.

The streets were much more lively than on the day of the palace test, not only the three hundred and fifty-seven tributes were to gather in the Forbidden City early, but the civil and military officials were also going to go, and a grand ceremony was about to be held.

On the road leading to the Forbidden City, it gradually became lively. Whether it is a sedan chair or a carriage, there are still lanterns, and flames are gathering towards the Daming Gate in front of the Forbidden City.

When Lin Haoran and the others came to the Daming Gate, they naturally did not dare to get together with the crowd of civil and military officials, but strode to the crowd wearing Jinshi uniforms, and followed the acquaintances to salute one after another.

As a Hui Yuanlang who will take the exam, he is also a "singer who has been delayed by the imperial examination", and has the reputation of "Bamboo Gentleman", Lin Haoran exists as if he is a celebrity in this group of tributes.

As soon as he arrived, many tributes took the initiative to follow him to pay respects.

Thanks to these fames, his "Bamboo and Stone" and "Mulan Ci" were also praised in the capital, especially the song "Mulan Ci" was popular in the Qinglou in the capital, and even a famous branch publicly showed favor to him.

It's just that things have always been like this, and it has the downside of being too famous, and it will be met with some gratuitous jealousy, and even step on you when you are down.

Everyone gathered here, and the hottest topic to talk about was naturally the ownership of the champion.

There are many people here who are born in high-ranking and noble families, or who are related to big people, so a lot of news will reach their ears, and they even already know the list of twelve examination papers submitted to the saint.

Although there was no small triumph in this palace examination, the twelve tributes were likely to become champions, but many people were inclined to Yan Beichen in Jiangxi and Xu Wei in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

In their opinion, if the Holy One really held a small summons, they were afraid that they would only summon these two people. This time, the champion is either surnamed Yan or Xu, and he happens to have the same surname as the first or second assistant of the Ming Dynasty.

"It is said that we will try Huiyuan has a great chance, but it's a pity!"

"It's a pity indeed! After all, he was still too young to touch the heart of the saint! ”

"What about even five yuan, in the end it's not as good as you and me, I heard that there is no Lin Haoran in the second class!"

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It's obviously some of their whispers, but they don't avoid him at all, and the words don't look like sympathy, more like schadenfreude.

Lin Haoran listened to these words, and his face showed helplessness and relief.

For entering the Hanlin Academy, he actually has fantasies. In this Qingshui Yamen, he hibernated for a few years, and then he was released to be a prefect, and then climbed up step by step in the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty, and even entered the cabinet to worship the prime minister in the future.

It's just that the reality doesn't let him get his wish, not only does he have no chance with the champion, but he is not even in the top two. can only start from the seventh rank official, and he can't even stay in the capital, so he has to start working early.

Ning Jiang pulled his clothes and motioned for him to look in a certain direction, but saw Yan Beichen walking into the crowd like a spring breeze.

Yan Beichen was already a champion Lang, with a high-minded appearance, and when he passed by Lin Haoran and others, he deliberately said loudly: "But I don't know who it is, I shouted at Lin Wenkui early on, but I don't know how to write it!" ”

"I don't think you know how to write a cheeky character? Now that the gold list has not yet come out, but he has taken on the posture of the champion, if it is not you, wouldn't it be ridiculous? Ning Jiang had already held his breath, and at this time he was also sarcastic.

The Guangdong tributes here were united and immediately responded.

"Then you will dig up the earwax and listen to who Zhuangyuanlang is singing!" Yan Beichen snorted coldly, and then drifted away.

Lin Haoran glanced at Yan Beichen, who was leaving, and then looked up at the Forbidden City in front of him

The sky lit up little by little, a dazzling arc of light rose from the east, the morning sun shone on the majestic Forbidden City, and a long bell rang from inside the palace.