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Volume Two: The Edge of the Sword Appears Chapter 315: Handing Over the Paper

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    Zhao Emei looked up at the sky and saw the invisible aura lingering and condensing over the capital, layer by layer, just like clouds in the sky.

    These clouds have different colors.  There is strong blood energy, blue wealth energy, golden official energy, and colorful and bright literary glow.

    Storms are stirring in all directions!

    Among them, there are several colorful literary auras, each as thick as an arm, each occupying a direction, gathering towards the central piece of official aura like a canopy, getting closer, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is even swallowed.

    Various landscapes are high up in the sky, but most people have no way of taking a look at them.

    Ye Junmei also wanted to open her spiritual eyes and wait and see. Then, as soon as the spiritual light in her eyes opened, she felt a stinging pain. Her eyes felt sore and sore as if they were pricked by needles. Tears flowed down involuntarily.

    After all, her cultivation level is far behind. Under the pressure of the aura that fills the sky, how can she use any magic or magical power?  Immediately suffered a backlash, the soul was shocked.

    Ye Junmei kept her brother's safety in mind, and couldn't care less about anything. She quickly grabbed Zhao Emei's hand: "Sister Zhao, how is the change in luck now? How is my brother's condition?"

    Zhao Emei smiled bitterly: "The breath is entangled, the situation is very complicated, and it is difficult to understand for a while" After a pause, he comforted: "Sister Junmei, don't worry, I believe he will be fine."

    The fate of the world changes rapidly, even if it is as powerful as a golden immortal thirty-three days away, it may not be able to calculate it clearly.

    Ye Junmei said anxiously: "Sister Zhao, you are the princess, please take us into the palace."

    Zhao Emei hesitated for a moment and then agreed.

    As for the great sage pig demon, a bull and a pig swaggered through the market, they were a little too frightened, so they re-entered the universe space of "Linghu Tu".

    This picture is a pure Yang treasure, with its own space.  Although it is not as good as the Xuanhuang Stone Seal of Heaven and Earth, it is still quite rare and is a great treasure.

    Right now, Ye Junmei¡¯s eyes are still sore, tears are flowing, and she can¡¯t open them.  Zhao Emei held her arm with one hand, used Qing Kung Fu, and quickly flew towards the Forbidden City.

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    ??In the Forbidden City, the Jinluan Hall, the answer sheets of each scholar candidate have come to a critical juncture.

    Counting the time, most of it has passed.  If you don't seize the time now, it won't be enough.

    Swish swish swish!

    With the waving of pen and ink, lines of regular fonts appear on the rice paper, forming an article.

    The scholar candidates were nervous, and the mood of the civil and military officials watching on both sides was also infected.  Among them, there are some connections with the scholar candidates present.  For example, relatives, disciples, and so on, so they are involved.

    Especially the second prince Zhao Kuangming.

    The current situation is difficult and the general trend is gradually receding. Even if we are not willing to give in, we have obviously fallen into a disadvantageous position in this struggle.

    But he was unwilling to give in, and there might be a glimmer of hope in the palace examination before him

    Zhao Kuangming stared at Ye Junsheng with burning eyes, and saw that he was sweating profusely. The brush in his hand seemed to weigh a hundred pounds. Every time he moved it, he consumed a lot of concentration and energy.

    This behavior is abnormal and quite wrong

    Zhao Kuangming became suspicious and couldn't figure out what Ye Junsheng was doing.  Poems and articles basically consume the power of the mind. Where can anyone write articles like this?  It's like using the tip of the pen to carve the font onto the paper.

    At the same time, Zhao Kuangqi, who was also staring at Ye Junsheng, also felt a little strange.  But he sat still on the throne, sneering in his heart: Write, let you write, see what you can write.  However, no matter what is written, in my eyes, it is all rubbish and a piece of waste paper.

    Although the imperial examination will be reviewed by Hanlin bachelors, the final approval power is always in the hands of Zhao Kuangqi.  He said you can't do it, but you just can't do it.

    Time passed by, clang, a bell rang, and a eunuch screamed: "Time is up, everyone, sit down and put down your pen."

    In fact, at this time, most of the candidates and scholars had already completed their answer sheets a little early, sat upright, and carefully dried the ink on the paper.

    When the time comes, a special person will come over and collect the papers one by one and send them to the Imperial Academy for review.

    When they arrived at Ye Junsheng, the official was almost frightened when he saw him sweating profusely and looking pale. He thought to himself: "Is this man sick? It seems that he is not seriously ill."

    In previous years, it has happened that candidates and scholars fell ill on the spot. Some were so sick that they fainted, but they still insisted on coming to the palace.

    ? ?After writing, Ye Junsheng closed his eyes and felt exhausted, his whole body and mind seemed to have fallen into the sea, extremely floating.

    The marking team composed of Hanlin bachelors is very efficient.  On the one hand, the number of scholar candidates who passed the palace examination was much smaller than in the provincial examination; secondly, the marking rules for the palace examination seemed relatively loose.  After reading an article, it is very clear whether it is good or bad, superior or inferior.  After reading, write comments and determine the score.  Then they exchanged tasks, and the procedure was very skillful.

    By this time, I was also hungry.

    Although during the exam period, some snacks, noodles and cakes were given to everyone to satisfy their hunger, but after all, they were not considered as formal meals and could not be consumed.

    An hour later, the results of the first phase of the review came out.  They are selected by the bachelors and divided into the top three according to their scores.  Organize them one by one and submit them to His Royal Highness for final approval.

    Generally speaking, this approval process is basically a formality.  The most important thing is to rank the top three in the first place, who will be the number one pick and who will be the third overall pick.

    When commenting, the candidate¡¯s name will be called, and then he or she will stand up for the emperor to take a look.

    This review is the formal interview.

    So at this stage, it is impossible for someone who looks crooked and cracked to be ranked number one.  After all, the image of being named on the gold medal list, riding a horse and arranging flowers to tour the city, is too scary and indecent.  In addition, if your character is too timid, if you ask a question and hesitate for a long time without farting, it will not work.

    The imperial examination is used to recruit talents from all over the world, and nerds and the like often have no future.

    I saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sitting on the dragon chair and began to review.  He didn't even read the articles in the second and third places, and just read the three articles in the first place.  First, we need to look at the opinions of Hanlin scholars, that is, look at the separate comments.

    The huge Jinluan Palace was silent and the atmosphere was tense. Everyone was waiting for the prince's final evaluation result.  One of the ministers couldn't help it and coughed dryly, which immediately attracted a lot of reproachful looks.

    "hey-hey!"

    Suddenly, His Highness the Crown Prince, who was sitting on the dragon throne, sneered.

    When all the ministers heard this, they couldn't help but feel a chill running down their spines.  They knew what this sneer meant to the prince.

    "The words are concise and concise, and the insights are profound. The insights are thought-provoking and profound. You can be the number one scholar. Hey, Ye Junsheng, you can also be the number one scholar!"

    After saying that, he threw away Ye Junsheng's paper and essay without even looking at it, just like throwing away pieces of waste paper.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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