Now I am no longer a small candidate, but the top scholar who is the most popular among civil and military officials. No matter what happens in the future, at least today I will be the absolute protagonist in this hall.

Thinking about this, Chen Yichen took a deep breath, strode across the threshold of Fengtian Palace, showing his momentum!

Even when facing the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, the majesty and oppression of the current officials seemed to be no less than the slightest, and he was not like a chick who had only been to the palace twice.

"The new top scholar Chen Yichen led the three-legged armor to pay homage to Your Majesty. Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Chen Yichen led Yang Hongze and He Pingyan to Zhu Qizhen with great enthusiasm.

Looking at Chen Yichen's heroic appearance, Zhu Qizhen nodded with a smile and said, "You all have a flat body."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After the ceremony was finished, Chen Yichen and the other three stood in the middle of the hall, waiting for the emperor to ask questions.

Generally speaking, conversations in this kind of occasion are all about the process, which is nothing more than a few words of encouragement from the emperor, then the Sandingjia burst into tears, shouting that he would be loyal to the country, serve the emperor, etc.

However, Zhu Qizhen did not do this, but said, "Chen Yichen, I haven't seen him for many days, and he is even more energetic."

As soon as this sentence came out, the ministers in the palace looked at each other. Why did the emperor not play according to the routine and actually talk about family matters with the new top scholar?

"I am the author of the three-yuan rank and the first prize, and I will show my attitude as the top scholar!"

Chen Yichen's answer was very appropriate. Not only did he thank Zhu Qizhen for his imperial favor, but he also showed that he must have the attitude of the top scholar. Otherwise, he would have lost your face to the emperor?

"Yes, you are the three-yuan pass I have chosen. Don't let down my high expectations for you."

Zhu Qizhen's tone was a little emotional, and he did not hide his importance to Chen Yichen at all.

After all, this was the first top scholar he appointed after taking power, and it was three yuan and six poems. It is conceivable that Zhu Qizhen, who was thinking about making achievements at this time, hoped that there would be capable ministers in the world to create a grand era with him.

But when I heard these words, I felt a little sad in my heart.

I have worked hard in the court for decades, but why do I feel that Zhu Qizhen is so close to me? Isn’t as good as the new top student who has only met several times?

"I will definitely be trampled on my heart and will not let you down!"

"good!"

Zhu Qizhen wanted to hear this sentence. After nodding, he said to an internal supervisor next to him: "Give the top scholar a magistrate's tutelage!"

After receiving the order, the eunuch walked forward a few steps, then shouted with a sharp voice: "The emperor has an order to grant Chen Yichen the new top scholar Chen Yichen's court ward!"

This shout not only informed the officials of the Ministry of Rites to send the imperial ward uniforms to the top scholar, but also announced the news that the emperor gave the emperor's ward uniforms to the civil and military officials and the new Jinshi, to show their gratitude to the top scholar.

Sure enough, after hearing this shout, many new Jinshi showed envy on their faces. After all, the disgust of the Jinshi's sack clothes of the Imperial College was not only Chen Yichen, but also others.

Even if it doesn't, it is enough to be envied by others.

Soon, officials from the Ministry of Etiquette and Ordinance Department entered the hall with a tray, with a scarlet robe and a crown of two beams. There were also leather belts, jade pendants, brocade ribbons and other decorations, which were far stronger than the blue Jinshi towel and uniform.

"I, thank your Majesty for your gift!"

Chen Yichen kowtowed again to thank him. At the same time, Yang Hongze and He Pingyan, who were standing behind him, their eyes turned red when they saw the top scholar's court.

The color of crimson is red. According to the laws and regulations of the Ming Dynasty, no one is allowed to wear unless it is a fourth rank or above.

Chen Yichen wore this top scholar's wardrobe, which means that he was the same color as the ruddy senior in the court. In terms of clothing, he completely opened up a level gap with other new Jinshis, and it was very obvious!

This glory should be ours!

After the consolation was given, the ministers in the hall thought that the conversation with Chen Yichen should end. The emperor must always speak with the second place, and Tanhua and the other two should also talk.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Qizhen continued to speak: "Chen Yichen, I have read your poems and articles, and I am truly talented."

"Today, the Golden Palace will be published. If you don't write a poem and write a poem to inspire the scholars in the world to escape the new traces of firefly windows, the Yan Pagoda will be titled early."

Writing a poem?

Hearing the emperor's request, Chen Yichen was stunned.

To be honest, in order to deal with the possible prelude of the palace at the Chuanlu Ceremony, Chen Yichen made full preparations.

Whether the emperor asked about the government affairs, current affairs, or the general trend of the world, Chen Yichen felt that he could talk about it. After all, he had already kept it in mind in the Four Classics and Five Books, and all kinds of saints were able to express their opinions at will.

The examiner of so many imperial examinations has done all of them himself, but he still doesn’t believe that he can’t handle the emperor of Zhu Qizhen, the same age!

But Chen Yichen never expected that Zhu Qizhen's request for him would be an imperial examination and a poem!

To be honest, since he had enough fame, Chen Yichen has basically stopped writing and copying, and is unprepared for poetry.

Not to mention that this is a prelude to the palace in the Chuanlu Ceremony, and all the civil and military officials in the court are staring at it. If you can't write well, this joke will be a big deal and may even affect the subsequent official awards.

Just as Chen Yichen thought, the red-robed officials in Fengtian Palace all looked at him.

Because Chen Yichen's poems are famous all over the world, even if you are an ignorant second-generation ancestor, you will hear the song "Jin Mingchi" in the brothel boat, and the court officials will naturally not be so closed.

At this moment, they couldn't help but wonder whether Chen Yichen could still write masterpieces when the prelude to the palace was right!

But Chen Yichen did not do it in one go at this moment. He lowered his head and looked a little embarrassed. Zhu Qizhen was too unruly playing according to the routine. Suddenly he wanted to write his own poem and his poem, so he could write a ghost.

The problem is that the emperor has a golden word and a jade word. Chen Yichen cannot just find an excuse to shirk it like usual, and it is the kind that you have to write if you don’t write it.

At this moment, Chen Yichen was full of thoughts, wishing that Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty would be born for thousands of years later. Otherwise, his song "After Upgrading the Semester" with the pride of the spring breeze, would have been a perfect killer to watch all the Chang'an Flowers in one day.

Standing behind Shen Yichen, Yang Hongze and He Pingyan, could see his embarrassed expression on his side. This scene made the two men feel suddenly better.

"Aren't you said that you are very talented and have three or six poems? Why can't you even write a poem or a poem? Is this the only skill you have?"

"Ha, if you didn't rely on joining the eunuch party, would you have the opportunity to be the world today? I'm afraid there was something strange about the previous poems."

Maybe Chen Yichen had been pondering for a while, which made the atmosphere in the hall start to walk in another direction.

The eyes of the ministers also changed from previous expectations to a question. Could it be that the new top scorer with three yuan and six poems can't even write the poem or the poem?

If it really doesn't work, you write a lilac poem to make up the numbers, otherwise you will probably have to punish the crime of losing your etiquette in front of you.

Even Emperor Yingzong of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Qizhen, couldn't help but mutter in his heart, "Isn't the three-yuan dig he has chosen?"

Zhu Yong, Duke Cheng, looked solemn at this moment. He never expected that Chen Yichen, who performed well in the entire Chuanlu Ceremony, would be stuck in the prelude to the hall and could not write a poem or poem.

Zhu Yong is not good at poetry, brush and ink, and he cannot help in front of the palace. The only thing he can do now is to give his old face to help Chen Yichen plead for mercy after the emperor was furious.

If you can’t save fame or something, you have to save your life at least!

Just when the atmosphere was a little nervous, Chen Yichen raised his head, his eyes firm and calm, which seemed to be different from before.

"Your Majesty, I have already thought about it."

"Oh, then listen to me."

I saw Chen Yichen's mouth smile, and then he slowly said it with a calm expression.

"Why should a young man dream of picking stars? He dares to pull the mulberry bow and shoot Yuheng."

"Don't say that Mr. Jingwei is here today, and I'll invite you to see Haiping in the future."

This poem is translated literally, and it means that when you are young, why not pick the stars in the sky with great enthusiasm?

Even if only Sangmu has achieved inferior bows, he still has the courage to shoot down the Yuheng Star in the sky.

Don’t think that Jingwei has few stones filled in the sea every day, but over time, there will be a day when the sea will be filled.

Compared with literal translation, the metaphor is even more full of the spirit of a scholarly scholar in his prime and full of vigor.

The first two sentences tell everyone in the world that young men with a furious horse should have ambitions and bravely pursue their dreams. Even if they are just like the top scorer and the top scorer is out of reach, don’t give up!

The last two sentences explain the reason, that is, any success cannot be achieved overnight. You must work hard like Jingwei reclamation to finally realize your dream.

It can be said that this poem is in line with the current situation of accumulating strength and becoming famous in one fell swoop, and also gives scholars all over the world the encouragement of diligent study.

It is even more in line with Chen Yichen himself. He took the Wenqu Star from the sky as a young man!

When this poem came out, all the officials in the palace were shocked.

"Is this kind of literary talent really what I did in front of the palace for a short time?"

"There were rumors of Chen Yichen's writing for the past. Now the emperor has made a correct question on his subject, and there will be no doubt about his talent in the future!"

"I heard this poem and my blood was so excited. If I were thirty years younger, I would be as beautiful as a memorial!"

"It is worthy of being the six poems in the three Yuan Dynasty. This poem shows what is the young man who is young in a bright clothes and angry horse!"

Compared with the senior official in the palace, Emperor Zhu Qizhen was the real boy, so he could not only empathize with the content written in Chen Yichen's poem.

"Okay! As expected, I didn't see anyone wrong. Chen Yichen's talent is worthy of the title of leader of the Ming Dynasty!"

After saying that, Zhu Qizhen might not feel satisfied, and added emotionally: "Chen Yichen, I hope to be able to get along with your monarch and ministers and jointly create a period of Ming Dynasty prosperity!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the civil and military officials in the court were in an uproar. Did the emperor pay too much attention to it?
Chapter completed!