Echoes of My Heart Throughout the Court Chapter 275: From Start to Finish of the Son-in-Law Selectio

The palace examination lasted one day, grading and reviewing the papers took another, and on the third day, the results were announced.

Once the rankings were released, the tribute scholars attended the lively Qionglin Banquet, while many officials’ families were already gearing up for “capturing a son-in-law beneath the rankings.”

The zhuangyuan (top scorer) was Ji Sui’s forr adopted son.

[Wow… I have to admit, Lord Ji has an excellent eye—just as long as you ignore the guy’s character.]

Ji Sui: ???

Sensing the strange gazes gathering around him once again, Ji Sui fell into a mont of subtle silence before asking his trusted people, “What did he say this ti?”

—They all knew exactly who he referred to.

The questioned official silently gathered his courage and replied, “Lord Ji, Little Baize is complinting your good judgnt.”

Ji Sui: “…”

If this hadn’t co from Xu Yanmiao, he would have assud the remark was ant as an insult, mocking him in secret.

Good judgnt? So, picking a pretentious show-off as a support for his granddaughter was considered good judgnt now?

😦

The group of officials who had been eyeing the top scorers as potential sons-in-law averted their gazes.

This year’s zhuangyuan was basically “useless” for marriage prospects. Whoever took him in would be openly declaring opposition to Ji Sui. Even for those who weren’t intimidated by Ji Sui’s power… there were still so many other outstanding young talents. Why make an unnecessary enemy over a single zhuangyuan?

This year’s tanhua (third-place scorer) was Liang Youwen.

Personally appointed by the old emperor.

Among the top three, the emperor simply preferred the look of a man with bronzed skin, thick phoenix-like eyebrows, and a sturdy physique.

As for literary talent…

[Old Liang is amazing.] Xu Yanmiao, who had never seen anything like it before, was completely stunned. [He actually predicted the exact exam topic?!]

Liang Rui smiled slightly.

At the mont, he was listening to so of the tribute scholars talk.

He was an excellent listener.

Even when these scholars spoke passionately about their political philosophies, comparing themselves to famous historical figures, he rely listened attentively, occasionally brushing off certain points with a faint smile.

If one were to marry their daughter into that family, having such a calm and composed father-in-law would make life much easier.

However! Liang Youwen already had soone in his heart!!!

And that person was none other than Matriarch Yuchi!

Pri Minister Dou’s friend teasingly remarked, “This Liang Youwen is certainly an accomplished young man. Minister Dou, are you really not tempted?”

Pri Minister Dou sneered, raising an eyebrow. “Do you want to get hit?”

His friend imdiately shut his mouth, even glancing toward the door just in case. He feared that if Pri Minister Dou yelled out, a dozen Dou family officials would appear, each landing a punch on him.

The group of officials hoping to “capture a son-in-law” sighed in disappointnt.

This one’s out too!

But that was fine—they still had the bangyan (second-place scorer)!

Though he was a bit overweight… he was still very talented!

Vice Minister of Revenue Cui Yi put on a friendly smile and walked up to the bangyan, enthusiastically addressing him as “young friend.”

—His daughter was now in her twenties, quite good-looking, but… she had inherited her mother’s personality—fierce!

And the bangyan in front of him, though chubby… was also broad-minded and easygoing! Most fat people were known for their good tempers—perfect for letting his daughter push him around!

The bangyan (second-place scorer) turned red with excitent when a high-ranking official greeted him, montarily at a loss for words.

Xu Yanmiao glanced at the list given to him by Princess Xiangyang.

[Hmm… First, let’s take a look at this bangyan and the marriageable n in his family.]

[The old emperor really has sharp eyes. When he picked this guy, he wasn’t even the bangyan yet!]

His Majesty?

Cui Yi was stunned. What did this have to do with His Majesty?

Very quickly, he—and the other officials present—realized the truth: the emperor was looking for a consort prince (fuma)!

Cui Yi was absolutely delighted.

Though none of them wanted their own sons or nephews to beco fuma, forming a marriage alliance with the imperial family was an opportunity they wouldn’t dare pass up!

He really had made the right choice! His wife would surely reward him for this when he returned ho. She might even personally break off a piece of pastry and feed it to him!

Even as his thoughts wandered, Cui Yi maintained an elegant deanor while chatting with the bangyan.

anwhile, several officials who were also searching for sons-in-law clenched their teeth in frustration, bitterly regretting that they hadn’t acted faster!

—These days, good sons-in-law and good daughters-in-law were rare resources. Once one was taken, there was one less to choose from!

Xu Yanmiao flipped through his system, trying to find a way to help Princess Xiangyang.

[Hmm, this man’s father died early, and before his body was even cold, his relatives swooped in to seize the family property. They tried to bully the widowed mother and orphaned children, and in her fury, his mother… beca paralyzed from anger?]

[That’s so pitiful…]

The officials of Daxia: “…”

No offense, but they couldn’t help wondering: If the only able-bodied adult in the household was paralyzed, wouldn’t that just make it easier for the relatives to continue bullying them?

[All their money and land were taken by their relatives. The only reason he could afford to study was that kind neighbors scraped together funds for him. Every coin went toward buying ink, brushes, and paper, so he foraged for wild vegetables and boiled tree leaves to feed his mother. For over ten years, he and his brothers cared for her day in and day out.]

The old emperor was deeply moved, nearly breaking into applause.

A filial son! A truly devoted son! Every dynasty ruled under the principle of filial piety—how could soone this dedicated to his mother have poor character?

He couldn’t touch the bangyan himself, but he had set his sights on the man’s younger brother! Raised in the sa household, surely the brother must have inherited at least seventy percent of his elder’s virtue!

As for his paralyzed mother after marriage… Naturally, the princess’s household had plenty of maids and servants to take care of her. Did anyone really think the emperor’s daughter would have to personally tend to her mother-in-law’s every need?

Cui Yi was thinking the sa thing.

He felt like a wave of great fortune was washing over him!

But he wasn’t aiming for the bangyan’s brother—he wanted the bangyan himself! There was no guarantee that the younger brother shared the sa noble character, but the bangyan had already been personally certified by Little Baize as upright and filial. Such a son-in-law could not be missed!

As for whether he was poor—Cui Yi was rich! Did he need to rely on a son-in-law’s money? As long as the man treated his daughter well, that was all that mattered!

With a refined smile, and under the envious and jealous gazes of the other officials, Cui Yi addressed the bangyan warmly:

“Young friend, I have read your policy essay. Your writing is gentle and refined, and your governance strategies are as mild and nourishing as a spring breeze—truly the mark of a benevolent man. You have earned my deep admiration.”

The bangyan was overwheld with shock and flattery. “Sir, you overpraise . I…”

[Huh? So he never left the house to find work and just relied on the charity of neighbors? Three able-bodied young n and a paralyzed mother, all cramd into a dimly lit old house? And one of those n was fully focused on studying governance, completely unaware that local ruffians were harassing his family at ho? He even swore that once he passed the imperial exam and beca an official, he would reform society so that everyone had a place to live and work—so that no one would have to loiter in the streets, living as idle thugs?]

[At the sa ti, he carefully and attentively took care of his paralyzed mother, personally attending to her needs without delegating to others. When discussing marriage, he even said that he neither sought wealth nor beauty—he only hoped to find soone who would be filial to his mother.]

Good!

This was a man with great aspirations!

Moreover, despite being bullied, he didn’t spend his days complaining about fate. Instead, he thought about how to change the situation! With such pure character, he was certainly a good match for his daughter!

And most importantly—filial piety! Filial piety! Filial piety!

This was incredibly important in officialdom!

Having been in governnt for many years, Cui Yi’s face had long since been tempered to be as thick as the city walls. Without hesitation, he said eagerly, “No need to call ‘Sir.’ I am of an older generation than you—why not call ‘Uncle Cui’ instead?”

Just a mont ago, he had been addressing him as “young friend,” and now he was suddenly asking to be called “Uncle Cui.” A truly seamless transition.

The second-place scholar understood Cui Yi’s implication. Though still sowhat unsure, he was clearly excited, and he imdiately responded, “Uncle Cui!”

Cui Yi responded with an enthusiastic “Ah!” and bead with joy.

anwhile, several other officials slowly strolled over, clearly intending to intervene and “steal the food from Cui’s mouth.”

[Strange? Why does this feel a little off?]

Xu Yanmiao stared at the system panel. Before he could figure it out, his stomach growled loudly again. He felt like he was going to starve into a paper-thin figure.

So, he decided to think as he walked toward a place with flowing water.

There, a group was fishing. The freshly caught fish were being turned into sashimi, fish soup, braised fish, stead fish… all kinds of dishes.

And for those who didn’t want to fish, they could still eat.

Xu Yanmiao didn’t dare eat raw fish in ancient tis, but he was craving so fish soup.

As he passed by Cui Yi and the second-place scholar, he overheard them laughing and chatting. One mont it was “virtuous nephew,” the next it was “Uncle Cui.” He found it a little strange.

[Is this what they call ‘hitting it off at first sight’?]

Cui Yi smiled slightly.

No, this was keen-eyed talent scouting.

He smiled warmly at the second-place scholar. “My dear nephew, I have a daughter who is still unmarried…”

A surge of heat rushed through the second-place scholar’s chest. He clenched his fists, his eyes shining. His mind raced through countless joyous yet appropriate words, and the heartfelt ‘Father-in-law!’ was already on the tip of his tongue—

[Huh?]

Just as Xu Yanmiao had turned the page to a fresh piece of gossip, a sudden voice echoed in his mind:

[But after his older brother got married, his mother still often entered his brother’s room at night without knocking to tuck him in. And since she was paralyzed, she had to be pushed in by her youngest son—which ant the younger brother frequently went in and out of his sister-in-law’s room…]

[Moreover, on multiple occasions, he actually walked in on their marital activities…]

Cui Yi’s smile froze.

The second-place scholar was still looking at him eagerly, just waiting for that “Father-in-law” to be acknowledged.

With an unchanging expression, Cui Yi said, “She has always longed for an elder brother. I originally intended to take you in as my godson, but now that I think about it, that would be inappropriate. That was a reckless idea on my part—my apologies.”

Then he turned on his heel and briskly walked away.

The second-place scholar stood there, dumbfounded.

Had he… misunderstood?

Did this high-ranking official not intend to take him as a son-in-law, but rather as a godson?

And now… he suddenly changed his mind?

The second-place scholar was completely bewildered. He hadn’t yet processed what had happened when he suddenly noticed another official in robes standing before him.

And behind that official, several others who had been planning to “steal food from Cui’s mouth” quickly scattered like startled birds, as if they had just seen sothing they wanted to avoid at all costs.

The second-place scholar: “?”

The second-place scholar asked in confusion, “Sir…?”

The official, unable to escape in ti, gave him an awkward smile.

“Excuse , please step aside.”

The second-place scholar: “What?”

The official kept a straight face.

“Excuse , please move—I like to walk in a straight line.”

The second-place scholar: “???”

The imperial examination question “How should an emperor govern?” was the palace examination topic in the fourth year of the Hongwu reign.

The question “The governance and heart of an emperor” was the palace examination topic in the 26th year of the Wanli reign.

Palace Examination Process:

The day before, officials from the Ministry of Rites set up the exam questions in the east of the Imperial Hall. The Ministry of Household Affairs prepared desks.On exam day, scholars were led to the Hall of Supre Harmony and lined up facing north.Officials from the Ministry of Rites read the exam question aloud. Scholars kneeled to receive it, then began their exam.If the weather was bad, the desks were moved under the corridors.

(From The Palace Examination Ceremony)

Exam Rankings:

First Rank (Top 3): Zhuangyuan (Champion)Bangyan (Second-place Scholar)Tanhua (Third-place Scholar)Second Rank: Awarded the title of Jinshi, with the top scorer called Chuanlu.Third Rank: Also awarded Jinshi, but with no additional title.

Randomly Assigned Rankings:

Ji Suiyi’s Adopted Son: ZhuangyuanLiang Youwen: TanhuaGao He: Second Rank JinshiEldest Grandson of the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs: Third Rank JinshiCousin of a Ministry of Personnel official: Third Rank Jinshi

Fun Fact:

Horses pulling carts cannot attend banquets.

“Those who ride female horses shall be excluded from gatherings.”

(From Records of Food and Commodities)

[Yes, this rule was as ridiculous as it sounds.]