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Before the hour of You, the area outside the Qionglin Garden in the suburbs was already filled with carriages carrying the emperor's disciples who had passed the palace examination. After the people got off, they left quickly like a tide.

In Qionglin Garden, many talented scholars sat on both sides of the bridge. The surroundings were empty, except for a few pots of colorful flowers and large patches of lotus in the lake, which were in full bloom and vying for beauty.

At this moment, the talented scholars are calling their friends, talking and discussing, in high spirits, looking so happy and carefree. It can be said that "the horses are galloping in the spring breeze, and they can see all the flowers in the imperial city in one day, feeling free and easy."

King Jing stood on a small building not far away and watched from afar. He shook his head secretly, but nodded slightly when he noticed several young men sitting upright with serious expressions.

He showed an expression of admiration on his face and praised in his heart that this was a good talent.

"Your Highness, didn't you say that the eldest princess was coming?" The young man dressed as a guard behind him looked at him from afar. He was not good-looking, but his voice was as ethereal and pleasant as the cold moonlight.

"Alas, Hua Sui, I did say so, but you don't have to be anxious. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." King Jing poured himself a glass of Jinjiangchun and savoured it leisurely.

At this moment, the carriage that Emperor Cheng'an was riding in had just arrived at the gate of Qionglin Garden. The carriage stopped directly at the gate of the banquet courtyard. Emperor Cheng'an stopped for a moment, taking in all the people inside, and then gave Su Qin a look.

"Your Majesty has arrived, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived, His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan has arrived, and Princess Ningsu has arrived." The moment Su Qin, who was calling out the names, noticed the look in Emperor Cheng'an's eyes, she quickly changed her words and swallowed back the word "Yan State" that she had mistakenly reported.

Hearing the name "King of Yan", Jing Xing hooked the jade ring with the hand on his waist and looked straight ahead. The second princess lowered her eyebrows to hide the anger in her eyes, and then put on an impeccable fake smile.

As the melodious and sharp singing sounded, the students stood up from behind the desks as if they had reeds on their bodies, and knelt in unison on both sides. They looked down at the ground and could only see the patterns on the hems of the three figures in front.

"Your Majesty, I greet His Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan, and Princess Ningsu." He bowed his head slightly with utmost respect.

“No need to be polite.” Emperor Cheng’an swept his eyes across the entire room. His eyes were so fierce that no one dared to raise their heads. They felt as if a thorn was on their backs and a shadow was following them. Then he smiled brightly and sat on the main seat.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." All the students shouted in unison, as if they were shouted by the same person, and then knelt down and took their seats.

The six ministers of state took their seats, and the vice minister of rites stood up and read a congratulatory article in an emotional voice.

This congratulatory article was full of ups and downs, and on the surface it was praising Emperor Cheng'an's policies, but in fact it was openly flattering him. At the same time, he did not forget to look at his colleagues and students sitting together, and gave them some spiritual chicken soup.

Emperor Cheng'an's brows slightly wrinkled and then relaxed, and he secretly complained in his heart, "If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have let the Ministry of Rites host it. What a hassle!" But his face was the same as usual.

"Let the banquet begin." Emperor Cheng'an spoke half an hour later.

The palace maids were dressed in light green and light pink palace maid outfits, their hair was combed into exquisite double-ring buns and they wore silver hairpins. They held delicious dishes in their hands and moved to the table in front of everyone as lightly as butterflies.

There was no sound at all during the whole process, and his movements were so skillful that it was clear that he was well-trained.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Emperor Cheng'an saw that the plates on the table in front of everyone were gradually empty, so he put down his chopsticks.

"No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3, come closer." His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

Immediately, three people stood up, came to the center, knelt down, and saluted. Their voices were clear and steady, and their breath was not disordered at all, which further demonstrated their composure.

When Emperor Cheng'an saw Zhu Huaiying kneeling in the first position, the smile in his eyes deepened. He was indeed a calm and polite man taught by his teacher, but I didn't know how capable he was.

Jiang Xuan'an's eyebrows and eyes are extremely sharp. He doesn't look like an ordinary scholar at all. Instead, he gives people the illusion of a valiant warrior. He is strong, heroic, and serious.

Lin Yuen looks younger than Zhu Huaiying, but her eyes are as uncertain as floating catkins. But what kind of talent does it take to be a princess's husband? Just good looks.

"The policy paper is well written," he praised casually, "Go back and sit down." Then he glanced at Ning Su who was lowering his head beside him.

"Yes." Zhu Huaiying knew in his heart that he was in a safe position.

Nothing could be seen on Jiang Xuan'an's face, except that his ears were slightly red, and he looked quite clumsy when he stood up.

"Ning Su, what do you think of the third place winner Lin Yu'en?" Emperor Cheng'an tilted his head and looked at the second princess, his voice calm.

"My daughter always listens to my father." The second princess lowered her eyebrows to hide the blush on her face. She was annoyed in her heart, but her hand was touching her lower abdomen. For a moment, a sharp look flashed in her eyes. She couldn't let him stay.

"That's good." Emperor Cheng'an looked at Lin Yu'en with a more intimate gaze, but there was no trace of smile in the depths of his eyes.

Noticing the gazes from above, Lin Yuen lowered her head, took a sip of wine, and looked upwards using the cover.

I felt my heartbeat slow down a beat. Her bright eyes were looking at him. Her facial features were gentle and her smile seemed to be able to heal all the misfortunes he had experienced. However, she looked so pitiful that I couldn't help but raise my hand to cover my heart. At this moment, it was like I had met a goddess.

Jiuli looked at the Second Princess's actions thoughtfully, holding the wine glass and taking a sip slowly. Her movements were carefree and unrestrained, without any femininity at all. It must be said that the Second Princess was indeed pretty. To use modern terms, she had the looks of a top-notch little white flower.

"Jingxing, you will take charge of the event on my behalf from now on." Emperor Cheng'an finished the wine in the glass, stood up, patted Jingxing on the shoulder, and said.

"Yes, your son respectfully bids farewell to your father." He stood up and saluted.

"Lin'an, follow me." Then he looked at Jiuli on the side. Emperor Cheng'an felt as if someone was coveting the little cabbage he raised. He glanced around, and no one dared to look at him. They all lowered their heads.

"Yes." After hearing Emperor Cheng'an's words, he immediately put down the wine glass and followed Emperor Cheng'an obediently.

As the two left, the atmosphere on the field changed.

"Brother Lin, what are you looking at?" The middle-aged man sitting behind Lin Yuen had a calculating look in his eyes, but he quickly hid it.

"Look at the goddess." Lin Yuen took a sip of wine and said worriedly.

"Goddess?" the middle-aged man muttered, and when he saw Princess Ningsu who had not left yet, he suddenly had an epiphany and ambition in his heart.

Following Emperor Cheng'an up to the second floor of the building, I saw Prince Jing sitting with his legs crossed, watching the noise downstairs nonchalantly.

"Royal brother, you are here." Hearing the footsteps, King Jing turned around and saluted with standard and elegant movements.

"Is there anyone you like?" Emperor Cheng'an stood beside Prince Jing and asked, looking into the distance.

"There are several good talents, and the others can also stand on their own after a little training." King Jing pointed at the people he had chosen from a distance, "What do you think of these people, my brother?"

"Not bad." Emperor Cheng'an's eyes flashed with dissatisfaction, and then he looked at the young man behind King Jing, feeling that he was the one who coveted his little cabbage, "Your guards today look a little unfamiliar."

"He rarely shows up." King Jing's eyes quickly swept over Jiuli, "He is a trustworthy person."

"Yes," Emperor Cheng'an nodded to show that he understood, and took a closer look. So honest? Not really?

King Jing turned his head and glared at Mu Huasui fiercely, then quickly turned his head to look downstairs. His uncle shouldn't have brought this girl out. What if he kept watching like this and got exposed? ? ?

Mu Huasui lowered his head with an innocent look on his face, controlling his gaze from falling on the figure beside Emperor Cheng'an, and stood with his hands hanging down.