On this day, the admission list of Canglan College was full of rumors in the capital.

Fifteen noble girls were admitted to the ordinary school, and five noble women were admitted to the elite school.

The list of elite schools is listed separately.

second place, the crown prince and the daughter of Yin Wanyang.

third place, Yuan Jinxiu, the second daughter of the Ministry of Shangshu.

Fourth place, Honglu Temple's daughter Xiao Rujin.

Fifth place, Sheng Minggui, the granddaughter of the first assistant of the cabinet.

In addition, there is an auditor who is warm and glutinous.

These are the nobles with the most superior qualifications in Beijing in recent years.

And Song Zhao, who ranks first on the list, is undoubtedly the most eye-catching.

On this day, everyone understood that Song Zhao's so-called straw bales before were all pretended.

No one despises her anymore.

*

Xia Qingyao was admitted to the ordinary school, and she was still very excited.

As a result, I learned that Song Zhao won the first place in the first-class perfect score, and the whole person was not good.

She grew up with Song Zhao, she knows Song Zhao too well, she is a fool who doesn't learn and doesn't know anything.

She is still waiting to see the jokes, how can she be the first in the exam, how can she be so beautiful.

Xia Qingyao felt chills all over her body at the strangeness of things.

*

The noble girl who passed the exam was naturally happy, and if she didn't pass the exam, she closed the door and cried.

Among them was Yin Wanyang, who was hit the hardest.

Although she took the second place in the exam, she was not satisfied at all, and locked herself in the room and wailed bitterly.

"Woo woo why am I not the number one, why is Song Zhao the number one, why is she better than me in the exam, why!"

Yin Wanyang is so sad.

She's never been hit like this today!

She has been smart and outstanding since she was a child, and she has never suffered setbacks compared to all the nobles of her age.

She thought that Bang Yi was like picking up something, but she was snatched away by Song Zhao.

The crown prince was also very regretful, but he still comforted his daughter.

Yin Wanyang's eyes were red, "I laughed at Song Zhao for being a straw bag that day, but she did so well in the exam, how can I hold my head up in the future." And she is the number one, how can I ask the county lord and marry His Royal Highness the Prince! ”

The crown prince said, "You don't have to be so nervous, you are no worse than her, just an entrance exam." The official exams are in the last three years. As long as you surpass Song Zhao in the next assessment every year, the final position of the county lord is still yours, and you can't give up on yourself. ”

Emperor Yuanchun has already announced to the public that all noble girls who are enrolled in Canglan Academy can be named the county lord as long as they ensure that they are the first in the annual assessment every year after admission.

Yin Wanyang raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his eyes, restrained all his sadness, and regained his strength, "Father, you are right, I can't be defeated, the second is only one step away from the first, as long as I study hard, I will be the first one day." ”

She must become the crown princess.

*

Song Zhao had dinner and learned that Si Yu had returned home, so he took the admission book and wanted to show it to him.

As soon as he came out of the house, he saw Song Jinfu, who had not been seen for many days, dressed in the dust of the night, and came with a solemn face.

"Third brother, you're back from official business!" Song Zhao's eyebrows were crooked, and he walked over obediently, and asked for peace.

Then he shared the good news and told him, "You know, I was admitted to Canglan Academy." ”

Song Jinfu was dark now, showing exhaustion.

looked at Song Zhao's eyes, but they were shining.

"Little sister, I have something to ask you."

The third brother seemed to have something important to say, and Song Zhao immediately asked the bell to withdraw from the Zhaoyang Courtyard with the other maids.

There was no one around, Song Jinfu's eyes locked on Song Zhao, and the words that had been held back for a long time slowly overflowed in his throat,

"Little sister, three years ago, when the eldest brother had a cold poison attack, you met the Medicine King in Lingyun Villa, right?"

He didn't return home during this time, just to investigate the matter.

After all, he is the son of Dali Siqing, and he is first-class in investigating cases.

With his own wisdom and perseverance, he has almost checked from the clues.