Traveling through the emperor, overthrowing the empress dowager at the beginning

After the carriage drove out of the palace.

Ye Chen reached out and gently lifted the curtain, looking outside. He saw the bustling streets with people and shops lined up on both sides, making it very lively.

"Qiu'er, how about the inn where Jiaban is staying?"

Ye Chen turned to look at Shen Qiu, his voice steady and powerful.

Shen Qiu tilted his head slightly, and a cold voice rang out: "Your Majesty, the inn where Jia Ban lives is the cheapest in the entire capital. It is said that he usually lives in the woodshed."

Ye Chen nodded slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little more emotional about Jia Ban's situation.

This guy really has a hard life.

The carriage turned left and right on the street and finally entered a muddy path.

As the carriage changed lanes, Ye Chen also felt the increasingly stronger bumps. When the carriage finally stopped in front of the inn, Ye Chen truly realized how poor Jia Ban was.

The inn was dilapidated, small, and a thatched-roof wooden structure. There were even vegetables grown in the yard.

Ye Chen sighed inwardly, thinking that Jia Ban's current life was indeed not much better than those tenants who worked in the fields for the government in the capital and lived in thatched huts.

Just then, Ye Chen saw someone being kicked out of the inn.

Looking closely, it was Jaban and the old woman.

And after being driven out.

The old woman's face was filled with rage. She pointed at Jia Ban and cursed him, "You good-for-nothing! Following you has brought me such bad luck! I have nothing to do all day and I don't even have a place to live! Look at other people, who don't have a prosperous life? But you, a rebellious son, have no talent at all! Why did I give birth to such a money-loser like you?"

The old woman's curse was so sharp and piercing that it attracted the attention of people around her.

Jia Ban didn't dare to talk back and could only let the old woman scold and beat him.

The waiter came out impatiently and continued to chase people away: "Go away! Don't disturb our business here!"

The waiter's tone was very rude, and his face was full of disgust, but the old woman was obviously a coward and immediately fell silent.

Seeing this, Ye Chen frowned slightly.

He knew very well that it was not a good time for him to show up. If the old woman spoke rudely to him, it would be very difficult to deal with.

He turned to Shen Qiu and said, "Qiu'er, arrange for someone to tell Jia Ban that someone is inviting him to dinner. As for this old woman, when I invite Jia Ban later, I will open a private room for her to eat."

Ye Chen watched the old woman continue to scold Jia Ban as she walked away from the inn, so he decided to choose another place to meet Jia Ban.

"Your Majesty, where exactly did you invite Jiaban to dinner?"

"Let's go to Zuiyue Tower."

Zuiyuelou is an old restaurant in Beijing and is very famous. Ye Chen naturally knows it.

And when the carriage arrived at the gate of Zuiyue Tower.

When Ye Chen got off the car, he saw that Zuiyue Tower was about two meters high, majestic, with carved beams and painted buildings, and magnificent gold and jade.

"Well, that's quite impressive."

Lin Ziyun nodded, and saw that the restaurant was bustling with people coming and going.

If Tong’s Fish Shop hadn’t started selling food, this place would probably be even more lively.

Ye Chen thought about it and walked in.

Zuiyue Tower was bustling with activity.

Ye Chen was dressed in casual clothes and, in response to the waiter's enthusiastic greeting, he asked to stay in a private room.

The waiter smiled broadly and greeted respectfully, "Sir, please go upstairs. I'll show you the way."

Ye Chen nodded slightly, his expression indifferent.

As he walked up the stairs, his eyes swept across the lobby and the private rooms on the second floor. He saw many scholars and students gathered together, some reciting poems and composing couplets, while others were shaking their heads and arguing about words. The scene was very lively.

These people should have been candidates. After the exam, they came here to indulge themselves and wait for the results to be announced tomorrow.

Ye Chen walked into the private room, but did not sit down immediately. Instead, he gently opened the window and continued to look at the scene in the lobby.

At this time, the results of the imperial examination had already come out, but he was bored and still wanted to see the poetry writing skills of these literati.

He knew very well that although some literati lacked the talent to govern the country, they were unique in writing poetry.

However, after listening for a while, he frowned slightly and felt a little disappointed.

Although some of these poems are catchy, that's all there is to them and there's nothing particularly amazing about them.

In a private room not far from him, Zhang Caiwei, a beautiful girl with a pair of peach blossom eyes, was also observing everyone in the lobby intently.

From time to time, the waiter secretly handed her pieces of silk, which were covered with poems written by the guests who were drinking.

Zhang Caiwei felt increasingly helpless as she watched, and soon she even began to sigh. The maidservant beside her asked in confusion, "Miss, why are you sighing?"

Hearing this, Zhang Caiwei shook her head and said, "I thought the imperial examinations would attract many talented people, and I wanted to recruit some of them to Longxi. But now it seems that there are only a few I like. Moreover, even if there are a few who are slightly talented, I think their poetry level is not as good as mine."

The maid stopped talking.

Zhang Caiwei supported her chin with her hand in boredom.

In Zuiyue Tower, the noise continues.

Jia Ban, dressed in cloth, slowly walked into the restaurant. He looked a little thin, and his cloth had several patches on it.

When the waiter saw Jia Ban and his old woman, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Sir, do you want to eat?"

Jaban straightened his back slightly and replied calmly, "Someone invited me."

The waiter became even more confused.

You are so poor that you don’t even have a piece of good clothes. Who the hell would invite you?

But before the waiter could say anything, a member of the imperial guard, disguised as an ordinary citizen, who was standing next to him, came forward.

The guard had a stern expression, exuding a faint air of majesty. He took out money and handed it to the waiter, saying in a deep voice, "This is my young master's treat. Please take Mr. Jia's old mother into a private room and treat her well."

The waiter agreed immediately.

When the old woman saw the lively scene in the restaurant, her eyes darted around and she followed the waiter closely.

The imperial guards took Jaban to another private room.

And this news soon reached Zhang Caiwei.

Zhang Caiwei's picturesque eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a look of doubt flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She really didn't expect that a guy wearing cloth and looking very poor would come to Zuiyue Tower, and that someone would invite him.

Zhang Caiwei's curiosity was aroused, and she couldn't help but look through the window towards the private room where Ye Chen was.