"Zhu Ji, why did your brother, the chief of the case, come here? He didn't even tell us what he wanted to hide it."

Seeing Chen Yichen appear, Xiangcheng Bo’s son Li Lian teased the first thing he said.

Xunqi is not a solid piece of iron. For example, his relationship with Zhu Ji is in a state of great power. Basically, as long as he can get a chance, he will always have to be sarcastic.

"What does it have to do with you?"

Zhu Ji replied coldly, his face looked a little ugly. He didn't know that Chen Yichen would come to participate, and in theory, Chen Yichen was not qualified to participate.

That day, Chen Ying's partiality was still vivid in my mind. Today, Chen Qingtong appeared in Chen Yichen again accurately. Zhu Ji couldn't believe what a coincidence it was.

Could it be that this maid gave birth to a son, and he really had the ambition to enter the genealogy and seize the title?

"Your Chengguo Duke's Mansion is so elegant. Now the head of the case is so hidden. Are you afraid that others will find something wrong with it?"

Li Lian seized the opportunity and did not intend to let Zhu Ji go. The rumors of fraud in the imperial examinations of the Duke of Chengguo's Mansion are now known to everyone in the city.

When I was on a tour today, I didn’t dare to sing it out in front of Zhu Ji’s face. I, Li Lian, were not afraid of this kid. The Zhu clan relatives who were specially selected were basically Zhu Ji’s followers, and I had been involved in several times with my own group.

It would be better to be confirmed as fraud in the imperial examination, and then arrest them all and behead them to see what Zhu Ji will do in front of him in the future.

"Li Lian, can you bear the consequences of slandering the Duke's Mansion?"

"Slander? What did I say? Is the literary style of the Duke Cheng Guofu considered a slander?"

This threat may be so scared that he dare not speak in the eyes of others. Li Lian is both a grand relative, and although his father's title is not as good as that of Cheng Guogong, coupled with the real power of Nanjing garrison, at least in the territory of Nanzhili, he is worthwhile.

Scaring me? No way!

I have to say that playboys are just tough, and most people really dare not offend the second son of Duke Cheng who is in full swing like this.

Seeing the eyes of others, Li Lian was attracted by Li Lian's words, Zhu Ji gritted his teeth and swallowed the breath back.

In this case, if you argue about the fraud in the imperial examination of the Duke of Chengguo Mansion, you will be the ultimate loser regardless of winning or losing. And no matter how much you hate Chen Yichen, you will never be able to remove him from the Duke of Chengguo Mansion alone, so you can only grit your teeth and make a promise.

Now Zhu Ji also felt the helplessness of "all prosper and all loss" that Chen Yichen felt in the past...

"Donghai, did you lose the dispute over the head of the case to him?"

Wei Zhuo, the head of the Hangzhou Prefecture case, asked, "He and Xu Donghai are classmates at Zhaowen Academy, but their management is different, so he has never met Chen Yichen."

"Lost? I didn't lose to him!"

Xu Donghai looked dissatisfied at this moment. If he said this before the house examination, he might have heard that others could not afford to lose.

But now it is different. Almost all Ying Tianshizi recognized that there was a problem with the Duke's Mansion's Household School, so Chen Yichen's case is naturally the most suspicious.

It was just because of cheating that he was the one who cheated the world and thieves. Where did he lose to him?

Wei Zhuo just smiled and said nothing about Xu Donghai's words. As a classmate, he knew that the other party was arrogant and it was difficult to admit that he was not as good as others.

Of course, there are indeed questions about whether the case leader Chen Yichen really relies on knowledge.

Chen Yichen slowly walked into the garden and felt the strange gazes of others, which made him feel uncomfortable. But at this moment, a fat and fat figure rushed to him, eased his embarrassment like a savior.

"Brother, why are you here?"

This fat white figure is nothing but Zhang Qi, a fat white man from a private school in the outer courtyard. Chen Yichen really didn't expect to see him in such a place.

"Where are you, the invitation of Lord Li, the prefect of Tian, ​​who is here?"

"I, hehe."

When Zhang Qi asked Chen Yichen, he let his head go with a little embarrassed.

"You guys must have sneaked in."

"Of course not. My father is actually Zhang Fu, the commander-in-chief of the former army of the capital."

Zhang Fu, the assistant commander of the city?

Chen Yichen was searching for the name of this person in his mind, and suddenly remembered the good news from Duke Cheng from the capital at the beginning of the year. Zhang Fu was the commander-in-chief who followed Zhu Yong out of the frontier to the Female Mountain and was promoted to the commander-in-chief for his merits.

Moreover, Zhang Fu also has a very famous brother, who is the British Duke Zhang Fu!

So, Zhang Qi is the nephew of British Duke Zhang Fu. With such a status, he is still a younger brother to others in a private school in the outer courtyard?

"Yes, you guys are really hiding."

Chen Yichen patted Zhang Qi on the shoulder. Now he has seen many honors and relatives. The identity of a prince’s nephew can no longer cause too much mood.

"Brother, how could you hide it from you with wise eyes? You're welcome."

Zhang Qi is still like this sycoon, which makes Chen Yichen speechless. No wonder he likes to be a younger brother so much.

But then again, with the appearance of Zhang Qi, an acquaintance, at least Chen Yichen felt much more comfortable, at least there was someone who could speak.

In Jingmiao Hall, Duke Xu Xianzong of Wei saw that the scholars in the courtyard had almost gathered, so he spoke: "There are many young men and literati present today, including many handsome and talented people. I wonder who can choose a good son-in-law to return."

After saying that, Duke Wei looked at Chen Ying, the Marquis of Taining. His only daughter Chen Qingtong was the pearl of today's flower viewing tour. I don't know how many young talents belong to her, so naturally I have to listen to Chen Ying's opinions.

Hearing the words of Duke of Wei, Chen Ying, the Marquis of Taining, smiled, and he naturally understood that he was talking about himself.

But seriously, Chen Ying did not have much intention of picking a son-in-law at this flower viewing tour today. Because among the young masters and literati present, there was almost no one who had enough status to match his only daughter.

After the nobles who could not inherit the title, they ended up being just an ordinary rich family.

If I hadn't wanted to help my daughter open up the knot and see more outstanding young people, Chen Ying wouldn't have allowed Chen Qingtong to attend such gatherings.

Seeing that Chen Ying, the Marquis of Taining, did not speak, the Duke of Wei also understood his care for this only daughter, so he looked at Guo Sheng, the Marquis of Cheng'an, who also came to participate today.

Guo Sheng is currently without a son, and his original status is the same as that of Chen Ying, the Marquis of Taining. However, in the fifth year of Xuande, Guo Sheng was dismissed and imprisoned.

Although he was later restored to his title, his salary was lower than that of his honor and relatives.

"Duke of Wei, it depends on how talented and talented the young masters and literati are."

"What Cheng'an Hou said is very good. Why don't you let the young talents present make some literary works? Come and taste their literary talent?"

“So very good.”

Guo Sheng nodded and said yes, in addition to allowing the ladies of the family to see each other's appearance with their own eyes, they also need to examine their knowledge.

Otherwise, it would be just a mere appearance, just an embroidered pillow that would not be able to catch the eyes of these ministers.

With the order of Duke of Wei, the servants who had already been waiting came into the crowd with pens, ink, paper, ink, ink, and chopping boards. Anyone with inspiration could directly splash ink without delaying for a moment.

In addition, a public notice board was erected between Jingmiaotang and Fan Pavilion. A talented and confident young master can post his works directly on the public notice board after completion, so that everyone can judge the pros and cons!

Faced with this open judgment model, the young masters and literati present were eager to try, while some of them looked not very good-looking. After all, if the literati were inferior and had insufficient strength to show their strength, they would not receive any praise, but embarrassing.

"Zhu Ji, you Chenggong Duke's Mansion is full of talents. Why don't you start writing a poem?"

"Li Lian, since you are so active, why don't you try it?"

"Zhu Ji, are you afraid?"

"Li Lian, you can do it."

Zhu Ji and Li Lian started a verbal battle again, but no matter how he talked about it, he had a very tacit understanding and no one started writing.

I still know how much I have learned. If I don’t write, I can’t show off at most. If I don’t write well, it will be a shame.

If someone retreats, there are naturally some people who can't wait. If the literary talent can be appreciated by the ministers present or the noble ladies in the fan pavilion, then the future may be a son-in-law who rides the dragon.

Soon a scholar in the crowd wrote a poem and posted it on the bulletin board. Such courage attracted everyone's applause.

With someone taking the lead, there will be a second and third ones. Soon the public notice board was covered with works by today's Gongzi Wenren. There are many excellent works, and they were praised by the honorary ministers and ministers in Jingmiao Hall.

The work was praised by the scholars, and each of them couldn't help but express their expressions. After bowing to thank him, they deliberately leaned towards the position of the fan pavilion, hoping that the ladies in the gauze could see their appearance clearly.

"Brother, aren't you going to show off your skills?"

Seeing that other people's creations were very popular, Shen Yichen was unmoved at all and couldn't help but ask.

"Have you ever seen the ultimate boss who appeared at the beginning?"

"What's the ultimate?"

When Zhang Qi heard Shen Yichen spit out such inexplicable words, he didn't understand what he was saying at all.

"It means you don't have to worry, and do big things with a calm mind or not."

"I am worthy of being the boss. I am really wise and powerful and extraordinary. If I don't take action, I will definitely shock everyone if I take action. What I pay attention to is just a surprise!"

Faced with Zhang Qi's forced flattery, Shen Yichen was stunned.

I thought that when I said this, there was something about being pretended to exist. Now that I saw Zhang Qi, I realized that I was still too young...

Shen Yichen was calm, but Li Min, the prefect of Yingtian in Jingmiao Hall, was already impatient. He turned his head frequently to look at the bulletin board, wanting to see if Shen Yichen had a masterpiece that could surpass the heroes.

As a result, he didn't see Shen Yichen appear for a long time, which made him feel nervous. Could it be that this kid couldn't write it?

If you can't write this today, or write a clumsy work, the impact will be even worse than not participating. It almost confirmed that the head of the case is suspected of fraud. Then your operation is like shooting yourself in the foot.

Seeing Li Min's expression a little restless, Duke Wei felt a little curious, so he asked, "Mr. Li, have you taken a fancy to that masterpiece?"

Xu Xianzong's words interrupted Li Min's anxiety. He hurriedly bowed and replied: "When you go back to the Duke of Wei, there are indeed a few well-written poems."

"Oh, Lord Li, you were the chief examiner of the mansion examination before. Why not comment on which songs, right?"

"The works of Wei Zhuo, the head of Hangzhou Prefecture, Xu Donghai, the son of Yingtian Prefecture, and Zhang Zhong, the eldest son of the British Duke, can all be called excellent works."

"Then who do you think does the best?"

Faced with this inquiry, Li Min hesitated for a while, then gritted her teeth and replied: "Return to Duke Wei, the best candidate in Xiaguan's heart has not been submitted yet."

Li Min's words aroused the curiosity of the honorary ministers all over the table. Who could be so respected by Yingtian Prefecture? It was considered the best before the poems were written?

"I don't know who Mr. Li is talking about?"
Chapter completed!