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Chapter 33 Palace Examination ([-])

Time flies by like a flash, and it has been more than half a month since Jiang Zhao talked with Wei Xiang in the garden last time.

The day of the imperial examination also approached quietly.

The palace examinations of all dynasties in the Tianyu Dynasty were presided over by the emperor himself.

Anyone who has passed the exam can participate.

On the ugly day of the palace examination, before the rooster crowed, Wei Xiang knocked on the door of Jiang Zhao's room.

Today is the imperial examination, so you have to get up early to prepare.

While dozing off, Jiang Zhao tidied herself up, wondering why the ancient imperial examinations were so early?
Can't it be held in the afternoon?Even at noon.

When Jiang Zhao went out, he saw that Si Mubai had also gotten up and had already eaten in the dining room.

Jiang Zhao floated over like a piao, lying on the table, getting up too early, she was not energetic.

Seeing her sleepless look, Si Mubai couldn't help laughing: "Your brother didn't sleep well yesterday?"

She looked so sluggish, with two big dark circles on her face, according to her previous life, it was like taking drugs.

Jiang Zhao shook his head, did not speak, and lay down on the table with his eyes closed, sleeping as long as he could.

Not long after, Mammy brought over her breakfast.

Jiang Zhao glanced at it, and didn't start eating. He ate too early in the morning and didn't even have an appetite.

She felt as if she had returned to the third year of high school in her previous life, but she didn't start so early in high school.

I thought that the third year of high school was hard enough, but I didn't expect the ancient imperial examinations to be even more bitter.

Si Mubai pushed the food in front of her, and persuaded softly: "Today's palace exam will take a whole day, you should eat something, otherwise you won't have any energy before noon, how about the palace exam?"

Jiang Zhao had no choice but to get up and pick up a steamed bun to eat, and said while chewing, "It's too early, my stomach hasn't woken up yet."

Si Mubai couldn't help laughing and said: "Eat these, your stomach will wake up."

Jiang Zhao glared at Simubai. When we first met, he was a cold and seldom-talking Mr. Pianpianjia. How could he be joking and teasing her now?

Si Mubai didn't care about her eyes, and brought a bowl of porridge in front of her: "Hurry up and drink this bowl of porridge, we'll be leaving for the palace in a while."

Jiang Zhao also knew that if he didn't eat enough, he wouldn't have the strength to take the palace test, so he picked up the bowl and snorted a few times to solve the problem.

This once again made Si Mubai think that Jiang Zhao was definitely a man, but her cute appearance would always confuse others into thinking she was a woman.

After Jiang Zhao finished his porridge, he put the bowl on the table, thinking in his heart that it was better to be a man in ancient times, and no one would care about what he did.

If she drank the porridge in the same way as a woman, someone might scold her for not having a woman's demeanor.

After breakfast, several people started to head for the palace.

Walking out of the dining hall, Jiang Zhao found that the sky was foggy and the dawn had not yet come, and now he needed to light a lamp to go out.

Along the way, Jiang Zhao saw several rather luxurious carriages driving ahead of them. Looking at the direction, they should also be candidates for the palace examination.

The pedestrians on the road, except for them, are some small vendors.

But the closer you get to the palace, the fewer pedestrians, only occasionally seeing a few luxurious carriages passing by.

It seems that most of these candidates are from aristocratic families, and there are only a handful of children from poor families.

When Jiang Zhao and others approached the palace, the sun just came out.

She raised her hand to look at the sun, the sun that had just risen was softer than the usual sun, not so glaring.

Standing in front of the gate of the palace, Jiang Zhao and his party already felt the majesty of the palace.

Just the two palace gates can be described as resplendent and magnificent.

The bright red rosewood is carved with a dragon and a phoenix winding on both sides of the gate, which looks very noble.

The handles are also two gold dragon heads, all of which are carved by skilled craftsmen. The whole dragon head is natural, revealing a hint of the might and arrogance of a real dragon.

Looking from a distance, the gate studded with gold is even more dazzling under the rising sun.

Jiang Zhao and Si Mubai handed over their guides and test taker certificates to the guards at the palace gate. The guards checked them one by one, and returned them to the two after the guards checked and found no difference.

Then, guards searched the two of them to confirm that they did not carry any hidden weapons or the like.

After all, the palace examination is proctored by the emperor himself, and no weapons can be brought into the palace.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhao is still young, immature, and has a corseted chest. The guards found nothing unusual, confirmed that he was not carrying hidden weapons, and let the two of them enter.

After the two entered the palace, a eunuch led the way.

Along the way, Jiang Zhao looked around, the palace was really big enough.

There are carved beams and painted buildings everywhere, purple pillars and golden beams, all of which are extremely luxurious.

Along the way, the palaces overlapped. If there were no eunuchs to lead the way, the two of them might not be able to reach the Palace of Preservation and Harmony tomorrow.

The Palace of Preserving Harmony is the place where the palace examinations of the Tianyu Dynasty were held.

Outside the Palace of Preserving Harmony, many princes and officials have already stood on both sides of Yudao Danbi.

And those Xinke Gongshi, wearing robes, crowns and boots, lined up in Yudao Danbi, and ranked two teams according to their rankings in the test, with single names on the east side and double names on the west side.

Jiang Zhao and Simu Bai came late, and many candidates had already gathered outside the hall.

As soon as Jiang Zhao arrived, many pairs of eyes fell on her.

There is jealousy, envy, indifference, and peace...

There were all kinds of eyes, but Jiang Zhao didn't care at all, and walked over side by side with Si Mubai.

It seemed that those eyes did not fall on her.

Standing according to the ranking, Si Mubai happened to be standing behind her.

Standing next to her was a young man in a navy blue brocade suit.

Jiang Zhao stood still, and the young man greeted him: "This must be Jiang Zhao's good brother, he is really young."

Jiang Zhao didn't know this young man, so he couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"

The man smiled: "Look at me, I was overjoyed when I saw Brother Xian, and I forgot to introduce myself."

"I'm Du Yuebin, and I'm second in this test."

Jiang Zhao cupped his hands and performed a civil ceremony between scholars: "Brother Du."

Just as the two were chatting happily, a cold snort sounded from the side.

Jiang Zhao followed the voice and found that it was a famous young man wearing a blue brocade suit, who looked about the same age as Du Yuebin, standing behind Du Yuebin, and seemed to be the fourth in this test.

The man gave Jiang Zhao a hard look when he noticed Jiang Zhao was looking at him, and then turned his eyes away.

Jiang Zhao rubbed his nose, thinking in his heart, he didn't seem to have offended him.

Du Yuebin smiled and said: "Don't pay attention to him, he is Jing Huarong, the eldest son of Duke Zhen's mansion, and he was ranked fourth in the last exam."

After Du Yuebin's explanation, Jiang Zhao realized.

No wonder he hated him just now, it turned out that because of his arrival, he was pushed out to No.4 and missed the top three.

Maybe before meeting Jiang Zhao, this Jing Huarong was also a proud son of heaven.

You must know that the most uncomfortable thing in the world is not ranked No.1 from the bottom, nor ranked second, but No.4.

Insufficient than above, more than below.

How could Jing Huarong, the proud son of heaven, endure it.

Jiang Zhao shrugged and didn't care.

(End of this chapter)