The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 58
"Xu'er! Nonsense!" Concubine Li sat up straight on the body she was leaning on, her beautiful eyes widened, and the eunuchs and maids around her quickly knelt down, not daring to breathe.

The seventh prince, Baili Mingxu, crawled into Uncle Li Guo's arms with great grievances, and looked at him pleadingly. The ten-year-old boy didn't understand what he said wrong, which made his mother and concubine so angry suddenly.

"Hey, sister, don't scare Xiao Xu'er. It's just that bastard from my family who doesn't live up to his expectations and doesn't know how to learn. He taught Xu'er these things that can't be put on the table." Uncle Li Guo hugged Bai Liming Xu, heaved a long sigh, "Xu'er, your father likes to listen to operas, he is a mighty emperor, Xu'er can like to listen to and watch operas, but he can't sing by himself, you know?"

Baili Mingxu seemed to understand but half understood, nodded for a while, and said "oh".

Concubine Li finally suppressed her anger, she stretched out her arms towards Baili Mingxu, and said, "Xu'er, come to Concubine Mother."

Baili Mingxu hesitated for a while, and finally walked over. Concubine Li let him sit on her lap, patted his head lovingly, and said softly: "Xu'er, in a few days, concubine mother will find him for you. A knowledgeable teacher who will teach you all the principles you should know."

Baili Mingxu blinked his innocent eyes, and asked: "Who is that person? There are already enough teachers who teach me how to read, so what will that person teach me?"

Concubine Li still smiled inscrutably: "Teach Xu'er to understand her identity..."

On the first day of April in the 17th year of Daxing Li Jingyuan, a palace examination was held in the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the imperial city, presided over by Emperor Jingyuan himself.

After the palace examination is over, the papers are read on the second day of April, and the results are released on the third day of April. The three-year imperial examination is considered to be over.

Bai Lijing entered the palace early in the morning and lived there for more than ten days. As the seasons changed, all the crabapple flowers in Jinhua Palace withered.When she left the palace, it happened to be the day when the announcement was made, and the streets were extremely crowded, with countless students or spectators crowding in front of the bulletin board, making it quite noisy.Some people wept bitterly, some were ecstatic, and some even scuffled each other.

The imperial examinations in Daxing Kingdom were gradually completed by the time of Emperor Jing Yuan. The status of merchants in the previous dynasty was low and they were not eligible to enter the examination, but now it has changed a lot.Once they become famous all over the world, the poor students finally have a chance to stand out. Therefore, it is not unusual to have these scenes of chaos and madness.

Bailijing sat in the carriage, raised the curtain of the sedan chair and looked at the crowded scene in front of her. She remembered that when she was on Lutai Mountain, the third senior brother once said that he was born in martial arts, and when he was a master of martial arts, he would go to Shengjing to participate in the competition. In the martial arts exam held every three years, he wants to win the champion!
The days are flying fast, and as soon as the imperial examination results are released, it will soon be time for the martial arts examination.

The people on Lutai Mountain didn't know each other's identities except that they devoted themselves to practicing martial arts. After hearing the complacent and almost showing-off tone of the third senior brother, she ran to ask Han Ye if he wanted to participate in the martial arts.

Han Ye was slightly taken aback, Yaya, I can't be the champion of martial arts.

She burst out laughing with a "puchi" immediately, and said, how is it possible? !Just like the third senior brother, if he becomes the champion of martial arts, I can also be the champion of martial arts, let alone Han Ye?

Han Ye touched her head, his handsome face was smiling as always, but there was a little loneliness in his expression that she couldn't understand, he said, Yaya, let your third senior brother win, and wait until he becomes the champion of martial arts , aren't we better than the champion of martial arts?It's a lot of face to say it.

She thought about it, and laughed... Han Ye is still smart.She has never been greedy for false fame, what's so great about being a champion of martial arts?She just thinks that Han Ye is the best, and doesn't like to see the third senior brother compare Han Ye.

It was only later that I found out that Han Ye was the heir of Prince Jinyang, and any direct or collateral descendants of the royal family were not eligible to take part in the imperial and military exams... Han Ye really couldn't do it, he didn't lie to her.

"Bang bang—"

The sound of gongs beating to clear the way interrupted Bai Lijing's thoughts, and she saw a group of people heading towards Guanguan Street in the east of the city in a mighty manner. This posture should be to congratulate the number one scholar.

Even if she couldn't see the bright yellow imperial list behind the crowd, Bai Lijing could probably guess who the No. [-] scholar was, and Zuo Xiang's mansion must be very lively today.

In order to avoid congestion, the coachman took a detour and walked through Changxing Street in the city.Changxing Street, which has always been bustling, has lost a lot of people because of the announcement day.

This is a street for the rich, gathering the best restaurants, the most delicacies, and all kinds of fun in Shengjing City. For example, Bibo Pavilion, which attracts people in the city, is built next to Changxing Street. No matter day or night, Bibo Pavilion is full of guests endlessly.

When the carriage passed by the gate of Bibo Pavilion, it stopped abruptly, and the coachman cursed loudly outside: "You don't have eyes when you walk! Where are you hitting!"

Bai Lijing lifted a corner of the curtain of the car and looked over, and saw a man standing under the steps of the main entrance of Bibo Pavilion, swaying to and fro, provocatively pointing at the driver in front of him with his tongue out: "You...don't care about me!" ...where I fucking like to hit...I just hit...I...not only want to hit, I...I also want to vomit...vomit..."

After finishing speaking, he slammed into the carriage carriage that was close at hand.

"drive!"

The coachman swung his whip fiercely, the horse raised its hooves, and dragged the carriage forward in a hurry. The drunk man lost his support and plunged headlong into the filth he had just vomited out. The ground was horrible.

Bailijing frowned and lowered the curtain.

The coachman poked his head out from the running carriage, laughed and cursed happily: "I can't kill you, drunkard!"

The proprietress of Bibo Pavilion stepped out of the threshold with her hips twisted, crossed her hips, and scolded the waiters on the left and right: "You're all blind, aren't you?! Keep this faceless dirty thing away, don't pollute the grandpa in the private room upstairs. Eyes that see beauty!"

The two guys reluctantly stepped forward to help the "drunk man" who was lying on the ground, holding his breath and enduring the influence of the filth, walked a few steps quickly, and kicked the man into the dilapidated alley, where he was lying on the ground. There are quite a few "drunkards" who are all over the place.

The proprietress was satisfied when the filth on the ground was also cleaned up. She gracefully turned down the steps, raised her head and said to the man sitting by the window on the second floor: "My lord, I'm really sorry. Adding to the confusion! I'm going to bring you the good wine from Bibo Pavilion, calm down and drink a few more glasses, huh?"

The proprietress of Bibo Pavilion is known to be shrewd and capable, she can adapt to the wind, and her clever mouth can coax people around. However, after she finished speaking, she didn't get a half-sentence response as expected.

It was a young man in beautiful white clothes, with a noble temperament, his face was sideways, his eyes were quietly watching the direction of the carriage just now, until the sound of the wheels of the carriage and the shadow of the galloping disappeared without a trace. He still hasn't looked back.

(End of this chapter)