Chapter 745

Fang Yun and others came to the round table. The huge round table can seat 30 people. There is no difference in each chair and there is no name logo. However, in the process of following Fang Yun, everyone is sorted according to the text position.

If the texts are the same, the order of scholars in the examination is the order of scholars; In the same year, they are ranked in the order of ranking.

When Fang Yun came to the front chair, the four Hanlin stood in the chair on his left, and the others also chose their own seats.

Without anyone's guidance, they can find their own place.

After the 30 Jinshi station, the other guests also found their own seats one after another, and no one took a seat.

In front of the red Jinshi table is the white marble ladder leading to the Fengtian hall. The whole Fengtian hall is built on a platform. There is an open space between the ladder and the door.

There are incense tables and other rain praying utensils on the open space of the platform, which is obviously different from the sacrificial ceremony of holy temples, ancestral temples or mountains and rivers. It is not so grand.

Not long after, the drums and music roared, and I saw the Empress Dowager slowly walking out of the Fengtian hall with the monarch in her arms.

When the monarch is young and unable to pray for rain, he must be led by the Empress Dowager. The Empress Dowager can only listen to politics by hanging the curtain. When praying for rain, she will also cover her face with gauze to avoid confusion of etiquette and law.

The Empress Dowager bypassed the table and stood still in front of the people. Then the people said hello.

After that, Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of rites presided over the rain prayer and read out the Zhu Wen.

If it is a big ceremony, even the monarch should kneel down and worship heaven and earth first, which is not the case in the early spring Wen Hui.

The Empress Dowager held the little monarch in her arms, and then stood in front of the incense table to worship the heaven. The people just bowed down, not knelt down to worship.

After worshipping the heaven, they sent jade, cloth and three animals in turn, and then offered wine. They worshipped again, then rites and music sounded, ordered people to offer dances, and finally offered wine again to end praying for rain.

However, an embarrassing thing happened. After praying for rain, there was no rain in the sky.

Although this is common, everyone present felt a little uncomfortable. Even the Empress Dowager masked, they all noticed that she seemed a little unhappy.

According to the Convention, Wen Xianghui stood up at this time and prayed for rain again with pathetic words, but secretly borrowed the power of the holy temple to rain.

An accident happened.

Ao Huang whispered, "it's just raining. Pray for a fart." then he shook his waist and swayed up the five storey building.

They only felt a golden light jumping into the sky, and heard the thunder rolling. Then dark clouds covered, and they saw a golden dragon shadow rolling in the dark clouds.

Fang Yun saw that Ao Huang was going to flood the imperial city. He quickly whispered, "Ao Huang, let the rain be less!"

"Click..."

A bright thunder flashed across the sky, almost covering the whole city, and the deafening thunder rolled in all directions.

A drizzle of cattle fell over the capital.

The Chamberlain of the Ministry of rites hurriedly said, "the Empress Dowager prays for rain and the real dragon helps. It's actually the phase of holy virtue. God bless Jingguo!"

The crowd immediately shouted, "God bless Jingguo!"

Many people are relieved and let the real dragon carry the clouds and rain. This is much better than mobilizing the talents of the holy temple to cheat. At least it can be recorded in history books and boast. Other countries can not enjoy the treatment of the real dragon and rain.

Fang Yun secretly glanced at the Empress Dowager on the stage and felt that her attitude was much better.

Then, the palace covered the drizzle and prevented everyone from holding a literary meeting in the rain.

The palace people withdrew the incense table and other utensils. When the Empress Dowager sat down, the people also sat down.

After praying for rain, the Minister of rites personally came forward, picked up the edict, read out the great achievements made by 30 people, praised the people, and emphatically praised Fang Yun. Finally, the reward was read out. Everyone was promoted to a higher rank and rank. Each person was rewarded with a Jinshi treasure, as well as houses, fields, gold and silver treasures.

Thirty scholars are happy.

Many people think in their mind that Fang Yun will be promoted to another level. With his previous contributions, when the palace examination is completed, if he gets on the official career, he will have at least six Shangshu. If he can't worship the minister directly, it will simply subvert the official circles of the ten countries. If anyone dares to compete with him for promotion, it's better to kill him.

At the banquet, there were relatives of 30 Jinshi, all excited. Later, these Jinshi almost had a death free gold medal, which contributed so much to Jing Guoli. As long as they don't make mistakes, they will rise step by step. Even if they make small mistakes, no one dares to target them too much.

If these people devote themselves to politics and military for up to 20 years, Jingguo must be the world of these people.

The official promotion of the ten countries requires not only factions, but also practical achievements.

Let Jingguo overwhelm the ten countries and win the first place. This is the top achievement, which is greater than education, calming the people, enriching the people, military strategy and so on.

Even if the monarch grows up in the future, he dare not demote these people casually, otherwise those imperial historians dare to give blood advice in Jinluan hall.

The people of Zuo Xiang's party and Kang Wang's party secretly sighed that only three of the 30 Jinshi were from both parties, and the rest were not deeply related to the two parties.

The official position of the new Jinshi has not been determined, but the other Jinshi have official positions. At least more than half of them will take advantage of this opportunity to get promoted. Whether they are civil servants or military officials, they will certainly have great real power.

For example, several Hanlin went directly to be a state animal husbandry or state military governor, which was justifiable.

The official positions of Jingguo are limited. These people have real power, and the power of Zuo Xiang and Kang Wang will be weakened.

What's more, now Zuo XiangLiu mountain is hiding his power and biding his time. It is impossible to tear his face and compete for official positions with Jinshi or Hanlin who have made great achievements. The only thing he can do is to let Ji Zhibai and other three occupy the best official positions.

However, Ji knows that Bai has a high talent. In order to finish the palace examination in the future, he is bound to go to the holy Academy for further study for at least two years, and it is impossible to master real power, which leads to little benefit for the left phase party in the near future.

Seeing through these, the people of Zuo Xiang and Kang Wang are somewhat depressed.

After the reward, start serving wine and dishes.

Fang Yun sat around with the other 29 people. The 30 people first toasted the Empress Dowager and the monarch, then toasted the other guests, and finally drank with each other. They drank three cups before they began to eat.

He Ludong ate a few mouthfuls, put down his chopsticks and sighed: "looking back on the past few days, it was like an afterlife."

"Yes, I have fought with demon barbarians for more than ten years, but the battle of hunting ground is definitely the most dangerous one! How can a group of Jinshi fight when they encounter semi holy separation? They don't expect to come back alive at all."

"Hey, hey, think about those fools of the Lei family. It makes people feel uncomfortable with 36000 pores."

Ji Zhibai sighed, "thanks to Fang Xusheng, he saved our lives and achieved my courage. Come on, let's toast Fang Xusheng."

The crowd quickly raised their glasses.

Fang Yun smiled, picked up the wine glass, touched the people falsely and drank it in one gulp.

Qiao juze said with a smile: "well, are today's poems ready? Don't blame me for not reminding you before. According to the Convention, the first poem of the early spring literature meeting should not only write spring, but also rain."

"It's absolutely impossible to defeat Fang Xusheng." Ji Zhibai said.

"You can't have prepared it long ago?" Ma chaoming sipped the wine.

"No, I only remembered it today, but I already have the abdominal manuscript, which should not be a problem." Fang Yun said.

"That's good. I said that Fang Xusheng couldn't live in the early spring cultural meeting."

Ji Zhibai lowered his voice and said, "but don't take it lightly. If you don't care, just write an ordinary poem, even if someone will beat out. Even if it's just for a while, you will publicize it and blow some words about the virtual saint in private."