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Chapter 39 (Please continue reading) I have a prodigy

As soon as the palace examination was over, Zhang Maoze went to the Ministry of Rites and copied Zhao Han's list in detail.

As early as when the candidates came to the capital to take the imperial examination, officials from the Ministry of Rites would verify the candidates' identity information in detail.

It includes the family background, native place, age of three generations, and the time and place of the examinations from scholar to juren.

"Zhao Han, has not yet been given a name, nicknamed Han Ge'er, nineteen years old, born at noon on July 26th, maternal family name is Hu... father is Zhao Shouzhen..." Zhang Maozhe looked at the list carefully, his heart was in turmoil again.

A moment later, he folded the roster neatly and put it in his pocket, then quietly returned to serve the official.

Wenhua Hall, this is where officials review memorials.

At this moment, Zhao Zhen was concentrating on reviewing the examination papers of the tribute students, nodding from time to time with a look of satisfaction.

"This is a good answer. It's well-reasoned, down-to-earth, and all of it is feasible."

"Yu Sixian, is he a member of the Yu family?"

Han Zhang, who was below, nodded and said, "Your Majesty, it is none other than the distant nephew of Old Master Yu."

The old Grand Tutor Yu from the Yu family served as prime minister for three dynasties, and his students and former officials were spread all over the country.

Old Master Yu had four sons. The second son died young, the third and fourth sons were indifferent to fame and fortune and loved elegance. Only the eldest son passed the imperial examination and became an official, and now works in the Ministry of Revenue.

"Lord Yu has trained another capable young man!"

The official smiled and then turned his gaze to Zhao Han's test paper.

"I have considered it several times and decided that the titles of No. 1 and No. 3 should be chosen from among these two."

Han Zhang nodded and said, "Your Majesty is right. To be honest, this old minister and Lord Shen also thought so before."

"It seems that my vision is not bad."

"Since their knowledge is almost equal, let's compare their appearance."

The top scholar is a recognition of talent, while the third place is a double recognition of talent and appearance.

Compared with the top scholar, the third place scholar is more popular.

Zhang Maozhe, who was standing beside him, had his eyes slightly moving, his fingers kept twisting under his wide sleeves, and his lips opened slightly several times and then tightened again.

Zhao Zhen leaned on the dragon throne, looking out the window, and carefully recalled the appearance of the two of them in his mind.

Yu Sixian was twenty-seven years old, and Zhao Han was only nineteen.

A man with ordinary appearance, nothing special about his features, walking, sitting and lying down like an ordinary person, he would be hard to find once he blended into the crowd.

A man with a handsome face, dignified appearance, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, he is truly a graceful and elegant person.

In comparison, everyone knows the answer to who will be the Tanhualang.

"How strange! Why do I feel that this third place winner has a sense of familiarity..." He muttered to himself.

The official picked up the red brush and wrote the three words "Tanhua Lang" in a flamboyant style on Zhao Han's test paper!

Seeing this, Han Zhang bowed respectfully and said, "Your Majesty is so wise and insightful that you can see through everything. I will go and sort out the rankings with the officials from the Ministry of Rites and announce them to the public tomorrow morning."

After saying this, he bowed deeply again and then slowly left Wenhua Hall.

Zhao Zhen then turned his head and looked at Zhang Maze.

He has been with Zhang Maoze for many years and has now become the person he trusts the most.

"Mao Ze, Minister Han has left, and there's no one else here. You and I have been together for decades, so feel free to say whatever you want."

Zhang Maoze looked solemn. After hesitating for a long time, he took a step forward and knelt in front of Zhao Zhen.

"I have an important matter to report to the emperor."

"It's just that this matter is of great importance, and we need to secretly send someone to investigate it carefully."

Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows, staring at Zhang Maoze, who was kneeling on the ground, with a sharp gaze. He said gently, "What could possibly make you so cautious? Get up and talk."

Zhang Maoze took a deep breath, took Zhao Han's background and resume from his robes, and presented them to the Emperor with both hands. "Please take a look, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Zhen took it with a puzzled look in his eyes, scanning it carefully.

After a moment, he was shocked and couldn't help but recall an event that had been forgotten for many years.

In the autumn of the second year of Jingyou, he went to the south of the Yangtze River in disguise. When passing through Yangzhou, he happened to meet a merchant girl named Hu Wanrong.

Because of her graceful appearance, which made people forget the world, the young and energetic Zhao Zhen changed his name to Zhao Shouzhen, claiming to be a silk merchant from Bian Jing, and went boating with her.

After spending a night with her, he wanted to take her back to Bian Jing and tell her his true identity.

However, the merchant girl refused to come to Bian Jing with him on the grounds that her old father needed someone to take care of him. It happened that the young empress, Empress Zhang Hui Yang, was seriously ill, so he had to travel day and night to return to Bian Jing.

The only person who knew about this was the personal eunuch Zhang Maoze.

"Zhao Han... Zhao Han..."

"When our love was at its peak, I told Wanrong that if we had a son, I would give him the name '日'."

"I never thought that she would actually give birth to a son for me!"

As he spoke, Zhao Zhen frowned, his knuckles tapping the table unconsciously, and there was a hint of uncontrollable excitement in his words.

He had three princes, but all of them died mysteriously when they were only three years old.

His health has been deteriorating over the years, and he has been unable to sleep at night because of his childlessness.

However, the ministers in the court submitted memorials every few days, urging him to quickly appoint a crown prince and determine the foundation of the country.

Gradually, his obsession with passing the throne to his son faded.

Just when he began to think about adopting a nephew from the royal family.

He never thought that God would send him a child of his own!

Not only did he live to be almost twenty years old, he was also handsome and talented, and he passed the imperial examination and became the third place in the imperial examination!

"I...I'm really not dreaming..."

Zhao Zhen clenched his fists and still looked at Zhang Maze in disbelief.

Zhang Maoze was also very excited. His eyes were slightly red, and he said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, this is not a dream. The third place winner in this year's imperial examination is none other than your own son!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

"I will immediately issue an order to bring him back to his ancestral home and immediately appoint him as Crown Prince!"

"Let those ministers who are always clamoring for me to adopt sons and nephews see that I already have a son of my own!" After saying this, Zhao Zhen suddenly stood up and paced back and forth in the hall excitedly.

Hearing this, Zhang Maoze hurriedly knelt on the ground again, "Sir, we must not rush into this matter!"

Zhao Zhen paused and frowned.

"Why is this? I have been blessed by God and have found my own son. Do I have to hide this?"

Zhang Maoze pondered rapidly in his mind. After a moment, he said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me for my bold suggestion. Currently, Princes Yong and Prince Yan have become influential figures in the court, and both are determined to secure the position of crown prince."

"And His Royal Highness Prince Zhao... currently only holds the title of Third Place in the Imperial Examination, and only the emperor and I know of Yangzhou's past."

"If you rashly appoint him as the Crown Prince, I'm afraid the ministers in the court may not be convinced. I'm even more worried that the two princes, Yong and Yan, will harm Your Highness!"

Zhang Maoze kowtowed heavily, "I beg your Majesty to reconsider this matter. We should consider it in the long run."

Zhao Zhen's frown gradually relaxed. After calming himself down, he sighed and sat back on the dragon throne.

"You're right. I was overjoyed and lost my composure. This matter... cannot be rushed."

"If I had known he was my own son, I should have looked at him more on the day of the palace examination."

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