The two so-called possibilities are: one is that Gao Yue must be A (because Zheng Zhi is already B first, and B does not have his Gao Yue’s name), and the other is that he was demoted.

There is only one option.

In the inner hall of Zichen in the Ming Palace, Emperor Daizong sat upright, actually waiting for the news of the announcement. Although the Jinshi exam was always presided over by the Ministry of Rites and he rarely asked about it personally, the indirect questioning never stopped for a moment: Li Yu was very clear that Jinshi was the origin of the ministers and the choice of Jinshi was to choose a prime minister for the future Tang Dynasty. Of course, concerns were inevitable.

However, this year's Daizong has an additional branch of concern: Will the 240-year-old stick fall on the senior high school drum?

At the same time, Gao Yue's eyes were bright and lit, and the flames ignited seemed to form two flying butterflies - the four light ink words "Ministry of Rites" at the top of the gold list were written on four yellow papers. Below it is a double-character name written in thick ink, shining brightly in the morning light:

Gao Yue,

Gao Yue,

Gao Yue!

These two words were repeatedly projected into Gao Yue's pupils, and soon deformed and overflowed. Following the hot tears, they were snatched out of Gao Yue's eyes and then winding down...

At this time, he finally heard the joyful voice of the officials of the Ministry of Rites behind the east wall, "At the first, Gao Yue!"

"I'm the best in the world!" The guards and Liu Deshi next to him raised their hands, their arms exposed from their cuffs, and they excitedly veins. They shouted loudly with other squad friends.

Gao Yue shouted, "I'm here to the top!" Then he cheered and hugged each other with his friends Dugu Liangqi. Many people were crying.

Then, Gao Yue turned around involuntarily, facing the sunshine of the sun, his eyes could not be opened. He saw hundreds of thousands of men wearing robberies bowing to him, and countless hands raised in the wind and swayed them, "This list is a scripture of Thousand Buddhas! It is a fairy!" He had heard this high-pitched voice last year, but it was what others said. The protagonist of this sentence this year is me, Gao Sanro Weizhou!

"Don't behave..." Gao Yue had just said that, and was about to get all these picks up, but suddenly he saw a lot of hands attacking him.

"Ah!" Gao Yue suddenly covered his winter clothes. What were these people and zombies doing to me?

Soon he retreated to the edge of the thorn in the east wall, but the sirens still made greedy sounds of whimpering and reached out to him, and the screams of "please give me white clothes if I ask for my head, and I ask for my head to give me white clothes."

It turned out that there was such a custom in the imperial examination in the Tang Dynasty. Whenever the exam was released, the second-ranked candidates would ask the new Jinshi for the white clothes they had worn: because these Jinshi would soon be released as officials, and the white clothes they had worn were regarded as spiritual clothes, and naturally became popular among the second-ranked candidates, which was called "Qiuma".

"How can this be done? This was given to me by Miss Yun Shao." But when Gao Yue saw that the group of people were reluctant to give in, many hands were about to reach his eyelids, he gritted his teeth, regardless of the chilly spring, and suddenly...

Everyone exclaimed and retreated one after another. This year, they stood on the east wall of the outer wall that was released. They untied the winter clothes, took off the white sweatshirt she wore, then hugged the winter clothes and covered their naked upper body, shouting, "The outer clothes were given to you by a close friend, and I dare not give them to others. I will give this sweatshirt to you!" After saying that, Gao Yue picked up the sweatshirt, threw it several times, and threw it hard at the crowd.

"It's simply inappropriate." Zheng Pei, who was standing under the Shaofu prison wall, saw Gao Yue take off his sweat shirt and throw him out like a white bird, couldn't help but tremble all over when he saw him shaking.

A riot caused a sensation. Gao Yue's "original sweatshirt" fell on the heads of the sirens. After fierce fighting, the youngest sirens finally "falls" in the hands of the sirens. The man trembled with his nose excitedly, grabbed the white sweatshirt and put it on it and took several deep breaths, as if he was sucking in fairy air.

Amid the sound of gongs and drums, several officials of the Ministry of Rites came over happily and bowed to Gao Yue and the several Taofen sanctuaries in Jidi, giving away horses and utensils. Then they held up a post from the nickname and asked where to send the good news. "Two letters, one to the Imperial College, and the other to the Five Rooms in the North Qu, Shengdaofang!" Gao Yue replied.

Just as the two officials were about to leave, Gao Yue said wait. After thinking about it, he took out the money he had with him and asked the officials to say, "Please write another letter and send it to Cui Zhongcheng's mansion."

"Good." The official did not refuse.

In front of An came, the carriages and horses gathered like clouds, and they all came to watch this year's groom, Gao Yue, the Duke of the Vatican, and Liu Deshi, all rode on horseback and walked out in front and behind. Zheng Yue, who was full of depression, looked up at the towering and tall city gate. After coming out, he saw the magpies standing in the trees (they seemed to be welcoming the new Jinshi), and thought silently in his heart, "From today, I really occupy a branch here, but my life journey is far from over." Thinking of this, Gao Yue couldn't help but look up and see the huge tree, the largest magpies, "Everyone, go to Pingkangfang!"

Today's Pingkangfang is simply boiling. The buildings and alleys are full of noisy and busy people like ants. Many children climbed up the roof and looked at the arrogant groom, and many young ladies in the noble house secretly climbed up the high building and peeked at the groom's guard team from behind the screen.

Chu Niang's hall was even more messy. After hearing about who the charcoal was like this year, Yuanzhou Po pushed Chu Niang away and dissuaded Chu Niang, who had dissuaded him, took down the colorful version of the poem that Yuan Ji Neng and Dou Shen mocked Wang Tutuan, and then rushed out of the yard and prepared to throw it into the wasteland.

As a result, Yuanzhou Po and Chu Niang, who had caught up with him, had just run to the Zhongqu area of ​​Pingkang Beili when they heard Gao Yue's shout, "Auntie, where are you going to send the lottery version?"

Yuanzhou Po and Chu Niang were shocked, and then slowly turned their faces in her arms. Gao Yue sat on the tall saddle, smiling and asking them both.

"The arrogant boy was scribbling randomly and humiliating the sisters and brothers of Tongfang. What are you doing? Throw it away." Yuanzhou Po and Chu Niang immediately smiled flatteringly, especially Chu Niang, looking at Gao Yue raised his eyebrows and asked Gao Yue if he would stay in her hall tonight according to the practice of the new Jinshi.

"No, but please ask my aunt and Chu Niang to give this lottery version to the third year of high school, and I am very grateful."

Yuanzhou Po didn't dare to take Qiao, so he hurriedly did it.

Soon, in Wang Tuantuan's yard, Gao Yue and Dugu Liangqi stood there, and outside the yard was crowded with people.

Wang Tuantuan sat behind the curtain and looked at this scene, feeling extremely excited as if in a dream.

"Dugu is the same year, please." Gao Yue raised his hand politely and said. He and Dugu Liangqi were called each other "must-first" in the imperial examination. Now after each of them passed the exam, they can be called each other "the same year".
Chapter completed!