The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Most of the people around the girl were Jinshi or young generals who became famous at a young age. She did not take such a top-ranking candidate in the child examination seriously. The name of Brother Jian Cang only flashed through her mind and then faded away.

Qin Shaohuai actually didn't care about being the top of a county exam. He himself was the top of that session. As a family of military generals, his ability to take the top of the county exam undoubtedly proved that his brain was not inferior to those of the civil servants. What he cared about was what his master said. His master was He Linghua, the dean of Bailu Academy, and also the teacher of the retired prince of the previous dynasty. His status was no less precious.

This time, he was also sent by the emperor to be the examiner in charge of judging the results of the county examination. Thinking of the last time he went to his master, his master's words of praise, "This boy has great talent," Qin Shaohuai became a little concerned. Since he had passed various examinations, his master had never praised him like this. He felt a little agitated, but he was not the kind of person who liked to vent his anger on others. He only felt more uncomfortable and concerned about that name.

April has arrived, and there are many more scholars in the capital. It is even more lively than the last county examination.

The Ningyuan Earl's Mansion was not far from the Imperial Examination Hall in the capital, and Qingyin got on the carriage as usual with the farewell of her family.

The prefectural examination is the same as the county examination, divided into five sessions, each lasting one day.

Qingyin ignored the burning gazes cast upon her and calmly wrote her test paper. After writing for a while, she felt her hands a little sore, so she paused slightly to relax, and raised her head just in time to meet the examiner's eyes.

The examiner this time was a relatively young official with an upright stature, strong features but a dark complexion. Qingyin did not recognize him, so she just nodded and smiled slightly. The man turned his head away somewhat stiffly.

Qingyin guessed that this serious examiner might be afraid of affecting the students, but he didn't care. He stopped relaxing his eyes and continued answering the questions.

Qing Yin, who lowered her head, did not notice the red ears of one of the examiners.

The difficulty of the prefectural examination was obviously greater than that of the county examination. Some questions even involved people's livelihood. It was not difficult, but Qingyin felt that it was more difficult to quickly improve the local area. He thought for a moment and wrote again... After filling in all the questions, Qingyin stopped writing.

Half a month later, the five provincial examinations were completed, and the only thing left was to wait for the examiners to mark the papers, and the results would be announced in a few days.

Qingyin sat by the window of the restaurant in front of the long table, watching Luo Jiancang rushing forward like a wild horse in the crowd. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she pressed a younger sister who was eager to move on the chair, then turned her head and said helplessly to the two couples who looked excited or nervous: "Dad, Mom, little sister, it's okay for Jiancang to run over, but why do you want to rush over too?"

Qingyin pointed downwards, "Look at all these people. What if you get squeezed in?"

The people who were being scolded looked unhappy and lowered their heads guiltily, not daring to refute what their eldest son said.

The little girl who was disturbed lowered her head unhappily, then suddenly she had an idea. She raised her head and pointed at the crowd and said, "Ah! Big brother, the second brother squeezed in!"

Hearing the little girl's voice, everyone else ignored everything else and wanted to flip over the window to see the list with their own eyes.

As soon as Mr. Luo saw his youngest son's beaming face, he knew the result. Sure enough, not long after, Luo Jiancang, who had squeezed out with great effort, came running back to the restaurant with a clatter.

During this period of time, he practiced martial arts with his elder brother and became much stronger, so he could quickly squeeze into the crowd with his strength. However, his current appearance was a bit bad, and his hair crown was squeezed crooked, and it almost felt like the hair crown was about to fall down.

But at this moment, except Qingyin, no one cared about Luo Jiancang's appearance.

Father Luo quickly stood up and asked excitedly, "How's the ranking?"

Luo Jiancang raised his eyebrows proudly and said, "That must be the first place!" The young man was so proud as if he had won the first place himself.

"Good, good, good!" Father Luo said several good words excitedly and did not pay attention to his second son's performance.

The little girl next to her also jumped up excitedly, and Lin's mother couldn't hide her smile.

Qingyin was probably the calmest person in the entire private room. He sat on one side, looking at his happy family gathered together with a smile in his eyes.

After returning to the Earl's Mansion, Father Luo and his friends still couldn't hide their excitement. In the evening, after finishing dinner, Father Luo hurriedly put down his chopsticks and looked at everyone's surprised eyes. Father Luo coughed lightly and said, "Well, I still have an official business to complete today. I'll go back and finish it when I come back."

Overtime, must work overtime! Father Luo felt it was too hard not to share the happy event with his friends.

When he saw the understanding looks of Lin's mother and Luo Jiancang, his face turned slightly red.

As for Qingyin, Qingyin did not make any comments.

Late in the night, Duan Jiayan, who had obsessive-compulsive disorder, looked at the documents on the table with bloodshot eyes because he had not completed any task, and his hands kept writing something.

The dimly lit room was so quiet that only the sound of the pen strokes could be heard. Duan Jiayan rubbed his sore neck and turned his head, intending to take a break. Unbeknownst to him, a huge black shadow, almost as tall as a person, appeared behind him.

“Ahhhhhh!” A sharp and loud male voice sounded. Duan Jiayan thought of all the strange stories he had read in his childhood. Legend has it that at midnight, there is a kind of ghost that loves to look for food in the silent night. Light is the source of their food, because…

"Duan Jiayan, stop shouting! Stop shouting! It's me." Luo's father walked out awkwardly.

After a panic, almost everyone who was still in the Ministry of Industry came running over, "What's going on? What's going on?"

Father Luo looked at his old rival Duan Jiayan, whose face was still red with anger, and the guards and colleagues who rushed over in a hurry, and said with a bit of embarrassment, "Haha, unexpected, unexpected, ... that's it."

Several people looked at Lord Luo with an indescribable look, then looked at Lord Duan whose face was still red, and they didn't know what to say.

As a leader of the Ministry of Industry, Duan Jiayan, who was immersed in research, was not a very talkative person. However, he could not hold back any longer at this moment. He said angrily, "What are you doing back here, Luo Peiyuan, in the middle of the night?"

Hearing Duan Jiayan's words, Luo's father's eyes lit up. Hey, hey, I've been waiting for you to say this. "Hey, how do you know that my eldest son ranked first in the county and prefectural exams?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, no, who asked you this?

Duan Jiayan frowned, "Your eldest son, Luo Jiancang? Didn't he rank sixth in the palace exam?"

Oh, no, this old fox Luo Peiyuan has another son. Thinking of that child, Duan Jiayan was slightly stunned, "Your eldest son is back?"

"Of course. My eldest son was in poor health before, so I took him to a place to be raised. Now that he's better, I brought him back." Father Luo's face was filled with a proud expression.

Although he didn't like his old rival's cunningness, Duan Jiayan still understood the value of first place. He nodded slightly and said seriously, "Not bad."

The officials who were watching silently on the side thought secretly, it seems that the folk rumors that Lord Luo did not value his eldest son must be rumors, otherwise why would he come here to show off! However, the relationship between Lord Luo and Lord Duan is not as hostile as the rumors say!