He Shen ignored him and picked up his brush to continue answering the questions.
The young official stood behind He Shen and never left.
He stood behind the other examinees and left as soon as he saw them.
"Eh?"
After standing behind He Shen for nearly 15 minutes, the young official finally couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.
He was shocked by Heshen's calligraphy.
Ever since he was young, he had only seen a few people whose calligraphy was better than He Shen's. Moreover, these few people had already passed away. They were all famous calligraphy masters who had left their names in history.
Other than that, the examinee before him had also taken a different approach in analyzing the questions on the examination paper. It was different from others, but it also made people's eyes light up.
"What's your name?"
The young official asked He Shen.
"Milord, this commoner He Shen greets Milord.”
He Shen replied neither obsequiously nor arrogantly.
At the same time, he was also slightly puzzled. The young official in front of him was wearing the clothes of a second-grade official of the imperial court, but from the young man's childish facial features and his younger age, it was impossible for him to become a second-grade official.
He Shen thought to himself, in the entire Qing Dynasty, who was not a second-grade official, but was like a second-grade official, able to walk through the examination hall as if there was no one around, unhindered, and at such a young age?
Thinking about it carefully, even those young princes and Baylors did not have such privileges.
"Could it be?"
He Shen's pupils suddenly contracted. He thought of someone, someone who could not possibly be here…
That person was the current emperor, Qianlong.
He Shen quickly sorted out his emotions and continued answering the questions calmly. So what if the person behind him was Qianlong?
Now, he was still an ordinary High Scholar who did not have any official position and was rushing to the capital to take the exam.
He was the corrupt official who would be favored by Qianlong in the future. Qianlong did not know him at all.
Hearing He Shen's answer, Qianlong looked at Wu Shu, the chief eunuch standing behind him.
It was rumored that in the early years of Emperor Yongzheng, when he was fighting for the throne with his brother, he established an intelligence organization similar to the Ming Dynasty's Jinyiwei, the Sticky Rod Office.
It was used to monitor the officials and gather intelligence.
When Qianlong took over the throne from his father, he naturally had control of this intelligence organization.
Apart from being the chief eunuch, Wu Shulai was also responsible for organizing the information collected by the Sticky Rod Office so that he could report it to Qianlong when he needed it.
Seeing Qianlong looking at him, Wu Shulai immediately understood. He put his head next to Qianlong's ear, covered his voice with his hand, and whispered,"
"Your Majesty, this candidate is indeed called He Shen. His father is the Fujian Vice General Chang Bao, and his knowledge and literary talent are extremely stunning. Last night, at the Spring Breeze Yard's famous courtesan Chen Yuanyuan's poetry recital, he defeated the number one talent of Shanxi, Yu Minzhong, the number one talent of Guangdong, and one of the four great talents of Jiangnan, Mu Wenfu, and obtained the opportunity to spend a night with Chen Yuanyuan. Furthermore, he wrote three famous poems in a row, shocking the world with one brilliant feat and becoming famous throughout the entire capital.”
"There are already many people who call He Shen the number one talent in Fujian.”
"I'm afraid it won't be long before Heshen becomes famous throughout the Qing Dynasty.”
Qianlong's eyes lit up when he heard that. He asked Wu Shulai,""So this Heshen is a Manchu?”
Wu Shulai nodded." That's right, Your Majesty. He Shen is indeed a Manchu."”
Qianlong couldn't help but say,"I didn't expect such a talent to appear in the Manchu race." Not only was he proficient in poetry, but his calligraphy was also rare in the world. With his knowledge and literary talent, he was probably the top scorer of this year's imperial examination.”
Wu Shulai quickly remembered the name He Shen and prepared to befriend him when he had the time.
The two of them deliberately avoided He Shen.
Qianlong stood behind Heshen and watched Heshen answer the questions. He only turned around and left when dusk fell.
He Shen continued to answer the questions and finished them the next day.
"Examiner! I want to hand in my paper in advance."
He Shen shouted as he saw the deputy examiner walking past him.
"After you finish the exam papers, continue to check them. The imperial examination is not allowed to hand in the papers in advance.”
The deputy examiner said coldly.
He Shen had no choice but to stay in the examination hall for three days.
Three days later, the first exam was over.
He Shen walked out of the examination hall with the other candidates.
The second exam would be held tomorrow.
Just as He Shen was hesitating about where he should stay for the day, he suddenly saw a familiar figure in the crowd.
"Hey, Brother Fatty!"
He Shen immediately called out.
Hearing someone call him, Cao Rui stopped in his tracks and turned his head. When he saw that the person calling him was He Shen, Cao Rui's chubby face immediately forced out a smile.
"So it's He Shen gongzi."
The current situation was different from the past. He Shen had already gone from an ordinary High Scholar to a famous scholar in the capital. Cao Rui did not dare to be negligent and had no choice but to cup his hands and smile.
"Brother Fatty, you're treating me like an outsider. Why are you calling me Young Master? All the people in the world are brothers.”
He Shen immediately walked up to Fatty and called him brother, patting Fatty's shoulder.
He would never admit that he and this fatty called each other brothers because he did not have any money on him to stay in the hotel and eat. Moreover, his pride as a man did not allow him to go and ask Chen Yuanyuan for help.
Tonight, whether he would sleep on the streets or stay in an inn would depend on this fatty.
"Brother He!"
The fatty couldn't stand He Shen's enthusiasm and could only call out.
"Brother Fatty, since you and I are brothers, shouldn't you treat me to a meal?”
He Shen said with a smile.
"I think so!"
Fatty was confused.
With Heshen's current fame, many people wanted to treat Heshen to a meal but didn't get the chance. It didn't seem like a big deal to treat Heshen to a meal, but he felt that something was wrong.
"Then let's go."
He Shen pulled Fatty to the biggest restaurant in the capital, Immortal Gathering Restaurant.
The meal cost Fatty a hundred silver taels. Fatty's face turned pale from heartache.
However, for Fatty, the bad luck had just begun.
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