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"Yes, the minister knows... This person's surname is Duan Shaojun, he is a person from Jiangnan, and he worships the disciple of Master Mengfu. When Zhang Jiuling heard that the Son of Heaven finally asked about the identity of that kid, his heart was relieved, and he said slowly in a deep voice.

The Son of Heaven was stunned for a long time, and looked for the test paper for a long time in disbelief, only at the end of Duan Shaojun's signature, then again, this signature is really quite impressive, powerful through the back of the paper, and the air is magnificent, but to be honest, the handwriting still looks a little miserable, but compared to the whole paper, it gives people a refreshing feeling, at least they don't feel that the sight is polluted.

It was because someone Duan also felt that his word was too embarrassing, so in order not to lose his face, he wrote his name carefully.

This made the Son of Heaven even more stunned, those fonts that were like chicken paws planed out, and the sharp and majestic signatures. Even more confused. "This kid is a disciple of the master? Monks can also take the imperial examination? The Son of Heaven didn't react at once, this guy is the double champion of the Spring and Autumn Society, or because the childlike handwriting is too thunderous.

As soon as the words of "......" came out, everyone fell down, and even people who didn't know the inside story laughed out loud, but they were immediately kicked by their good colleagues, stupid, you can laugh at anyone, don't laugh at the bald donkey who eats people and doesn't spit out bones, otherwise, your iron will definitely die a miserable death.

"Your Majesty, he is a lay disciple of the master." Zhang Jiuling rolled his eyes secretly, and had to explain again.

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"Strange, kid...... That's interesting, huh...... It turned out to be the young talent who got the first name in the poems of the Spring and Autumn Society. The Son of Heaven smashed his mouth, the smile on his face seemed so unfathomable, and after glancing at the ministers. That's all for today's court meeting, Xu Qing, and stay, I have something to tell you. I'll put these papers on hold for now, and I'll check them out for myself. ”

The ministers retreated, leaving only the confused Xu Enlin to kneel on the ground, not quite understanding the Son of Heaven's intention to leave him, but Zhao Linfu gave himself a slightly calmer look, thinking about it, the Son of Heaven should not have anything difficult for himself.

"This person, you must have some impressions, right? Why was you able to take the top spot and hand it over to me? The Son of Heaven asked with a smile.

Xu Enlin's head was buried even lower. "Because his Spring and Autumn Society poetry collection is a blockbuster, and his poems have been recited by countless scholars in Beijing, not to mention, his test paper has no shortcomings except for this word, so after several examiners and deputy examiners discussed it, they all decided that this person should have the qualification to be the top of the list. It's just that he didn't expect that he was still a disciple of Master Dream Confusion. ”

The Son of Heaven pondered for a long time, and then handed the test paper to Xu Enlin's hand. "What do Aiqing think about this policy?"

"This policy is quite plain, and it does feel like it has some truth, but it is biased, but it can be regarded as the best work among the candidates this time." Xu Enlin pondered his words.

"Hmm...... Okay, let's step down, the palace test after five days will be carried out as usual, you have to work hard. The Son of Heaven nodded nonchalantly and said.

After the relieved Xu Enlin left the main hall, the unfathomable smile on the face of the Son of Heaven was a little more warm. "Second brother, second brother, you haven't forgotten my brother after all, but why can't you come to me? Do you think I can even refuse to agree to your request? ”

"But to be honest, this word of your disciple is really too miserable, otherwise, I can make him the champion of this imperial examination now. Now, I have to be good, boy, what qualifications do you have to become a lay disciple under your seat. ”

After the Son of Heaven muttered to himself, he summoned the guards, and after some whispering, the guards took the feather letter handed by the Son of Heaven and left as promised.

After Xu Enlin left the palace, he sat in the sedan chair and muttered for a long time, lifted the curtain and whispered, and the sedan chair turned and quickly walked towards Zhao Linfu's mansion.

"Your Majesty just asked a few words and let you leave?" Zhao Linfu squinted his eyes, his fingers lightly tapped on the desk, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Then what was Your Majesty's expression at that time?"

"Your Majesty's expression is as usual, and there is nothing unusual." After Xu Enlin recalled it carefully, he didn't dare to be very sure.

Zhao Linfu sighed lightly, and his tapping fingers paused slightly. "It's the old man who made a mistake, and he dreamed of the old man, and he was really smart."

"What do you mean by this, didn't all this be done as you commanded? Could it be that there is something omission in the lower officials......" Xu Enlin was taken aback, and hurriedly declared, as if he was afraid that Enxiang would misunderstand him.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, it is the old man who fell into the calculation of dreaming of the old man." Zhao Linfu waved his hand and let out a leisurely breath of turbidity. "Presumably, that pen should be deliberately written by that kid is extremely ugly. It is to deliberately attract everyone's attention, and more importantly, to attract the attention of the Son of Heaven, and then, through the mouth of others, know his identity, so calculated, the old man tried all kinds of calculations, and in the end he could only wait until the mystery was revealed, and then he knew what kind of calculation the old man was playing. ”

"Your Majesty must have learned from the mouth of the King of Jin that the lay disciples of the Dream Confusion Collection, otherwise, under the main hall, why didn't there be a trace of surprise in his tone? That sentence was more like a joke than a question. ”

Xu Enlin realized that he slapped his thigh with a look of resentment. "I can't imagine that old guy is so scheming. Grace, this has come to this, what should we do? ”

Zhao Linfu lowered his voice and said coldly. "It's okay, dreaming of Lao Er is just trying to make his disciple grandstand and make a splash, and then, if so, he is still so lucky, it doesn't matter...... The old man already has a countermeasure, and when the time comes, you just need to cooperate like this......"

"When the time comes, if the Son of Heaven does not choose your disciples, how can you bear with me? ......" Zhao Linfu's hearty laughter suddenly sounded.

Less happy and angry, Xu Enlin shivered, hurriedly laughed, and gave a thumbs up to Enxiang to show that he was wise.

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“…… The disciple also thinks that the little junior brother's words will not be so ugly. Master, is this kid having some last resort? "A test paper that has been rushed over by 800 miles, Senior Brother Jianyin's face is black, this is too unscientific, right? Although the kid said that the brush writing was not very good, it was not so bad that he was a beginner in calligraphy.

And every word gives people that feeling, really, the senior brother Jianyin doesn't know how to describe it.

"That little bastard has a fart problem, he wants the Buddha to take the blame for him." The abbot of the dream sat on the couch with an iron face and panted like a cow, and he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, this stinky boy, this little bastard, okay, in order to force the old man to come forward, he actually used such a scoundrel trick.

"If the Son of Heaven knows that you are my disciple, dare not let you pass the imperial examination? Then where should I put my face, you stinky boy......"

Senior Brother Jianyin rolled his eyes and smiled bitterly, this stinky boy has obviously been thrown into the capital, but he still makes this Hidden Dragon Temple restless, what a headache.

"Then Master, according to your meaning, how about the disciple write a letter to the junior disciple and reprimand him?" The senior brother rolled his eyes for a long time, and asked the master with a smile.

"You?" Dream bewildered the abbot's own eldest disciple, and snorted. "You just protect him, you."

"Whatever the master said, the disciple must reprimand the little junior brother in the letter this time, so that he must no longer act in the name of the master." The senior brother smiled, but without a trace of shame about being reprimanded, he continued.

The abbot frowned and shook his head after thinking about it. "That's it, things have developed to such a point, and if you want to stop it, it's useless, presumably now above the Jingshi court, I don't know that kid is my disciple, there are few left."

"Now, since this is already the case, there is no need to hide it anymore, Lao Wei really doesn't believe it, now, Shaojun's kid won the imperial examination, it is a certainty, think about it, no one should dare to risk the world. At most, they are trying to suppress him. ”

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