C123 Inspector Fu Jiang(1)

Amorous but always emotionless,

he felt that he could not smile in front of the bottle.

The candle was still reluctant to part even though it had the intention.

He shed tears for her until dawn.

"Uncle Zhong Yi's third son, Fu Jiang, Fu Xuan, the head of the Fu family. His Majesty has personally ordered today's inspector -" "Uncle Zhong Yi's third son, Fu Jiang, Fu Xuan, the head of the Fu family. His Majesty has personally ordered today's inspector - - ”

Emperor Zhou's twenty years had passed. Due to the lack of officials during the southern relocation of the imperial court, he had chosen once again. At that time, there was only half of the country left, so the autumn examination was changed to the same year of the spring examination. He was a member of the Zhongyi House's third son, Fu Jiang High School. The Palace Examination! He liked to steal three flowers. This was also the last imperial examination in the history of the Great Zhou.

The official in wedding attire waited for a long time in front of a house before the door finally opened. A young man dressed in a light fur coat with a jade-like face welcomed him. "I am Fu Jiang." After showing his official certificate and verifying that it was correct, he received the decree. The young servant behind him had a plate of silver in his hands. "Thank you for your trouble." He did not even serve tea and directly sent him out of the house.

... "" The messenger who followed the imperial edict was very puzzled. After leaving the house for a while, he returned to look at the plaque on the door. "It is indeed Uncle Zhong Yi's courtyard in the Central Capital. Why is it so quiet?"

The civilians who were watching from the side of the road were still talking at the same time. "It is also good that this pathfinder looks young. He is even more handsome than the previous one." "Why is there no firecracker, nor is there any happy fruit?"

"Don't say anything more." The official on the horse did not look unhappy. "The heir to the throne is Lord Fu Sifu, a rank three official with outstanding military exploits. He's been lying in bed for a year now, and I've heard that he's beyond cure. "

The name of Fu Sifu was known by everyone in the Great Zhou, so naturally, the official knew about it. "How could I forget about this..." He half-covered his mouth and said in a low voice, "Sigh, what a pity... No wonder there is not a hint of happiness on the face of the flower seeker."

Emperor Zhou Wen had been in power for twenty years, and he had four entries. He had been nominated for two of the Fu family's gold science categories, and his father was the top scholar, his son, who was also a flower seeker. There was also an eleven year old child who had been nominated as a scholar. It could be said that he was an outstanding student, and his family was blessed with glory.

This year, the imperial court had passed down imperial decrees one after another to force Fu Ting to return to the court. He had met this person who hated being an official. He had been absent from the court for nearly a year because of an illness.

Fu Ting was directly carried back down the river from the battlefield. The entire army had seen it for themselves. This could not be faked. The earl's residence had also looked for famous doctors to treat him. It was rumored that... Lord Fu, who was favored by the young emperor, could not enjoy life. There was no medicine that could cure him long ago. It was just that the rich people used silver to save their lives.

Emperor Zhou Wen saw that the little Zhao was not coming back, and the fight at the Changjiang side was lively. He hurriedly ordered Fu Shen to return to the court. Fu Shen was a tough nut to crack. His heart had already chilled after being demoted twice, and he refused to enter the court with the excuse that his beloved son was in critical condition and his mind was crippled.

No matter what, the emperor was still the emperor. Even if he borrowed the Fu Family's fiefdom, even if the head of the Fu Family had made great contributions, he could not just go against the rules. If he could not do it, the Fu Family could only send Fu Jiang to participate in the Imperial Examinations. Indeed, he was the top student in high school. Fu Jiang was worthy of the teachings of the Talisman Pavilion. In the Golden Hall, he had to deal with appropriate talents and quick-thinking. He also had some understanding of military tactics and tactics, and he had also learned martial arts. His performance had made Emperor Wen very happy.

"Fu Qing is actually talented in both civil and martial arts. It's truly rare!" Emperor Wen could not hide his joy, and he directly praised, "Uncle Zhong Yi's residence is full of young talents, and your father and brother are the pillars of the country."

Fu Jiang hurriedly said, "Reporting to Your Majesty, Father and brother are really concerned about Your Majesty. Before this lowly subject left, father repeatedly told me that if the Golden Hall accepts the examination, I will definitely pay my respects on behalf of father." Pretending to kneel and kowtow, Emperor Zhou hurriedly shouted for forgiveness. Fu Jiang then continued, "This lowly subject is actually doing my best for my father and brother in this examination to share the burden of His Majesty." His words sounded like a routine, but they also abided by propriety. The gloom in Emperor Wen's heart vanished with a sentence that said he missed His Majesty.

"Dear ministers, did you hear that? We are loyal and loyal." Emperor Zhou was overjoyed. "The eldest son is still in critical condition and does not forget Great Zhou. The imperial court is truly delighted to have received such a young and talented person like Minister Fu."

After Emperor Zhou said that, Fu Jiang finally felt at ease. That was great. His father and brother could finally be able to live a peaceful life.

A corner of the imperial court was already a disgrace to the nation. If it weren't for the circumstances forcing the descendants of the Zhongyi House to disdain being officials, it would have been a disgrace to the people. If it was the top scholar, he might be a little happy. However, Emperor Zhou saw that Fu Jiang was young and handsome. After the court examinations, he had a sudden impulse to ask around.

Fu Jiang quietly received the wedding report and put it back in his room after reading it. When he turned around, he saw Fu Zhizhi smiling at him in the yard. "Second Brother."

"Are you the top scholar?" Fu Ting waved at him. "Give me the wedding decree."

Fu Jiang immediately looked worried. "In the Gold Hall, His Majesty has always bragged about his appearance. He must be visiting flowers." After saying that, he smiled bitterly. "Second Brother, don't make fun of me."

"It's good to be a flower seeker." After slapping and laughing, Fu Tingzhi stretched out his hand and pointed outside the courtyard wall. "I wonder how many young ladies are looking at me."

"Second Brother!" Fu Xuanzhi raised his voice. "If you laugh at me again, I'll pretend to be sick tomorrow."

Fu Tingzhi hurriedly covered his mouth with both hands and said through the gaps between his fingers, "Yes, yes, my family's Xuan Zhizhi is the best. He is handsome, talented, and romantic. He is worthy of being called the detective today..."

Looking at Fu Zhizhi who was growing naughtier and naughtier, Fu Jiang shook his head. "Are you going out dressed like this?"