From a distance, I could only see a yellow umbrella cover coming up, with flags flying left and right. No one else could see it, but after seven Jinwu guards passed by on horseback, a young man in green robes, without a hairpin, rode on a big horse.

This trip is coming...

Immediately, Seventeenth Mother's eyes were fixed on the other party.

Zhang Yue was riding on his horse, but he saw that the people on the street seemed to be in a mood that was beyond words at this moment. Many passers-by waved to him, and even the women from wealthy families who looked upstairs in the street threw down their hairpins on their temples.

Zhang Yue rode his horse and looked back at Huang Lu, remembering that during the imperial examination he also passed by Yu Street to see the favor of the woman on the street.

Now Huang Lu is also among the crowd of Jinshi, following behind him.

Walking from Yu Street, along the way, many relatives and friends of high school Jinshi came forward to hold each other's hands and exchanged tearful words. Those high school Jinshi ignored the marching procession and kowtowed in the street to express their gratitude for their years of upbringing.

Zhang Yue was a little touched when he saw this and looked around in the crowd.

Unexpectedly, he saw a familiar figure under a shop. Zhang Yue immediately stopped his horse, jumped down, and ran straight into the crowd.

The Kaifeng Prefecture officials and the Imperial Guards who were clearing the way were stunned. What happened?

In full view of everyone, what is Master Zhuangyuan doing?

But when Zhang Yue walked up to a woman wearing a curtain hat in the crowd, he put the two royal hairpins in his pocket into her hand and said something.
Chapter completed!