Chapter 80: Vigor
On the first day of September, the wind and the sun were beautiful.
Since last night, countless boys and girls in the entire Shenjing have stayed awake all night, lying on the bed with their eyes open, revealing infinite longing in their eyes, looking forward to being able to make a blockbuster, win the championship in one fell swoop, and be famous all over the world!
Wake up to the power of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of beauty!
Today, Gyeonggi Prefecture will jointly host the Daowu Contest with the Department of Celestial Supervision and the Ministry of Rites, so before dawn, Gyeonggi Prefecture Shao Yin Shan Wenbai has already changed clothes and washed, and his wife next to him is still asleep, he cautiously went out, and there was already a Gyeonggi Province carriage waiting at the door.
Shan Wenbai has been an official for 20 years, he is extremely cautious in his work, and the place where he lives is also very simple, it is a small courtyard very close to Gyeonggi Prefecture, and his style is not extravagant on weekdays, only one wife has been with him for more than 20 years, and his son is in the army in Western Xinjiang, and his daily life is two points and one line.
After Shan Wenbai met with Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites at the entrance of the Ministry of Rites, the two of them looked at each other and smiled bitterly, if you want to say which officials in this Shenjing City are the busiest recently, it must be these two in front of them.
His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson and the crown ceremony are in front, and the Ministry of Rites is now like an ant on a hot pot, busy and turning, the royal family of Daxia is scarce, and the last prince ceremony dates back to nearly forty years ago, and he is not clear about some of the details of the ceremony, and he still needs to visit some experienced old scholars, and he must not be sloppy at all.
The Daowu Great Comparison is also one of the major events that the whole country focuses on in Great Xia, countless people are looking forward to it, even the Sun Empire in the vast Western Regions of Shenzhou will pay close attention to it, after all, this represents the future of Great Xia, and the young people who appear above this Great Comparison will appear on the battlefield in the Western Frontier soon, and at that time it will be a real life and death, and it will never die.
Fortunately, the big competition is held every three years, and Shan Wenbai and You Tingjian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, are also very proficient, and a series of processes have come down, and today's Daowu competition will finally kick off, and all the people of Daxia under the age of twenty-five can sign up for the competition.
This year's big competition is particularly eye-catching, and the suspense is also the greatest, because Guan Zhengqing is twenty-six years old this year!
All the big summer pride who have been suppressed by death finally ushered in a chance to turn over, and for many people, this is also the last chance.
Since ancient times, there has been no first, no second, the younger generation after Guan Zhengqing, who will dominate the ups and downs?
The southern suburbs of Shenjing, the royal hunting ground!
When Shan Wenbai arrived, the hunting ground was already crowded, and there were still countless teenagers and girls gathered from all over Shenjing, and all of them cultivated to be extraordinary.
These are the mainstays of the future of Great Xia, and the number of participants in the Daowu Contest increases every time, and the Taoist treatises compiled by the Master are of great merit.
The Gyeonggi government arranged for the flow of people to guide and maintain order on the spot, the Ministry of Rites was responsible for registering and matching people, and finally the Si Tianjian was responsible for determining the winner and ensuring safety.
The state apparatus of the imperial court, because the foreign enemy is in front, is always vigilant, and the internal affairs are under the governance of the military queen, the clean government is clear, and the various departments are very smooth and efficient.
There was a large observation deck in the royal hunting grounds, and there was a resting place for the royal family, which was now used as an office space.
Shan Wenbai was dressed in a thick coat, and walked into the room a little awkwardly, constantly snorting hot air into his hands, and the Ministry of Rites Shangshu on the side was not much better, with a haggard face, the two found a place to sit down, and the Ministry of Rites Shangshu took the lead in saying:
"Lao Shan, do you feel that the weather in Shenjing is extremely cold this year, I remember the Daowu Competition three years ago, and I was sitting here with you, and I didn't feel so harsh as now. ”
Shan Wenbai took a sip of tea, felt a little more warmth in his body, and replied: "Lao Yin, it's not that the weather is cold, it's that we are old, and if we work for a few more years, we can return to our hometown, and then that kid from my family will marry the girl of your family, and we can be regarded as in-laws." ”
"Yes, people are old, and their body bones are much worse than before, and when I am busy with His Royal Highness's ceremony, I am really ready to tell the old man to return to his hometown, and why do you this old boy stare at my daughter vigorously, and wait for your boy to come back alive from Western Xinjiang, then again, if your kid does not join the army, it is estimated that he will also participate in the following Daowu competition. ”
You Tingjian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, first showed a smile, and then became a little embarrassed, the boy of the Shanwen Bai family also grew up watching from a young age, to be honest, he was very satisfied, and he also hoped that the kid could be his son-in-law, and he didn't make a lot of matches on weekdays, but thinking about his daughter's fiery temperament, he had a little headache, and he hadn't seen the girl's figure in the past few days, but You Tingjian knew that she must be standing in the crowd waiting for Dabi below.
"It's been a long time since I heard from that kid in my family, the last time he wrote was a month ago, and it was said that the war on the front line was very tight, and I don't know what the situation is. ”
A trace of melancholy flashed in Shan Wenbai's eyes, the battlefield is the battlefield, Dabi is Dabi, there are too many differences between the two, the biggest difference is that Xijiang will die, and it is easy to die, but Dabi will not.
"Don't talk about this, this year's Shenji Pavilion has also sold enough, and today I haven't released the seed list of this year's Daowu Competition, unlike the previous ones that released the prediction ranking early, I'm afraid it's also because of the big variables this year. ”
Shan Wenbai took a sip of tea and looked forward to this year's Daowu Competition.
"Guan Zhengqing monopolizes the three lists, covering a generation, and it is not until today that the young people of Daxia can take a breath. A mellow voice came from inside the room, and the old figure appeared out of thin air, and when Shan Wenbai and the Ministry of Rites Shangshu saw this, they all stood up and saluted him.
"I've seen Mr. Li, the supervisor of Si Tian. ”
The beard is snow-white, and Li Chunfeng, the supervisor of the Heavenly Prison in a Taoist robe, nodded, his whole body is restrained like an ordinary old man, after looking around, with a wave of his big hand, the three of them instantly appeared on the royal hunting ground platform, and the entire hunting ground square under the stage was full of teenagers and girls, and when they saw the three of them appear directly under the attention of everyone, a burst of warm sound suddenly broke out.
The sound shook the sky and resounded in the sky!
Li Chunfeng pressed down with both hands, and the bottom gradually quieted down, and his old voice began to echo in the sky above the royal hunting ground.
"No one asks about the cold window for ten years, and once you become famous, the world will know!
"Roar~"
The royal hunting ground was completely set on fire, and the roar of a teenager echoing above the hunting ground could be heard throughout Shenjing City.
Morning glow, vigorous!
After hearing this, the older generation put down their work, smiled with satisfaction, and sighed that being young was really enviable.
Zhao Yu was sitting on the bench in the small courtyard eating breakfast at this time, he didn't go to class, because of the Daowu competition, the Dao Palace would be on holiday for half a month, so the entire Daoist courtyard became a little deserted, listening to the roar from afar, he stopped his chopsticks, turned his head to look at Guan Zhengqing beside him suspiciously, and asked: "You were also teased like this by the old man Li Chunfeng in a few words?"
Guan Zhengqing faced this problem very squarely, he shook his head, and said very seriously: "At that time, there were too many people, and the hour was too early, I was still sleeping, and I was woken up by this voice. ”