Empress Sima's voice fell, and the Great Zhou Juzi who originally echoed whatever the queen said were stunned.

What about Huizhou, this is the end?

What about the others? And what about the essay test?

The other round table lifters looked at the Huizhou table.

At this point, they finally realized that something was wrong.

Huizhou Mansion This is ...... Not of the Holy Will?

Although it is the queen sitting here, the emperor and queen have always been one, and the people present couldn't help but speculate.

Many people in remote state capitals even had a secret joy on their faces.

The Huizhou Mansion of Zhuangyuan Township, which has always been the leader in the national examination, has lost its holy will...... That means there are more opportunities for other state capitals.

Merely......

The eyes of the more sober first list lifters were a little low, and the eyes that looked at the queen on the high platform flashed with suspicion and solemnity.

The excellence of Huizhou's juzi is known all over the world, and now many of the pillars of the country in the court are from Huizhou.

And this Xie Yuan, who came from a strange background...... Although it is full of controversy, at this time, it has to be said that there are two brushes.

How could such a Huizhou Mansion lose its holy will?

Or is it the queen......

They are willing to be in awe of the queen, but being a scholar does not mean that they are willing to see the harem intervene too much in a state.

Although not all, some of them looked at the queen with unkind eyes.

Among these, there are many students who sit straight and have serious expressions......

Swordsman.

At the same time, among these people, many of them set their sights on the female Xie Yuan, who was originally ridiculed by controversy.

How will she, as well as those teenagers in Huizhou, choose?

After Empress Sima said that.

Zhu Luan, who walked back to his seat with Duan Lizheng, paused. Zhu Luan's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he was about to raise his head, but the next moment, a warm feeling suddenly came from his shoulder.

Duan Lizheng put a hand on her shoulder and smiled at her.

"It's a lot of effort." There was no haze on the smile on the young man's face, and he pulled the barrier and said with a smile.

"It's a sigh of relief, everyone can rest."

Zhu Luan took a deep breath, and a hint of apology appeared in his eyes.

"Hold ......"

Duan Lizheng's fingers stopped in front of Zhu Luan's lips.

He was very measured and didn't put it on.

Stopped her words.

"It's none of your business, and I'm not the only one who thinks so." Duan Lizheng raised his chin, "I don't believe you." ”

Zhu Luan raised his head and saw that at the round table not far away, Li Wenyao and Mu Kezhi were waving at them without any guilt.

Nian Huazang glanced at this side with disgust and raised his hand.

The other Jing Kui and Ya Kui smiled bitterly, looking a little helpless, but they looked at her without the slightest doubt.

Zhu Luan was stunned, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

That winter, she inadvertently planted the fruit in Huizhou.

In the spring of this year.

Flowers have already bloomed.

Everyone in the hall looked at the Huizhou teenagers who were still smiling, and they were surprised, but also had a somewhat complicated mood.

On the road to the imperial examination, which is full of strife, connections, relationships, and teachers, these are always shrouded around them.

Every move of the big man tugs at their heartstrings and is more important than every word in the book.

But at this moment, people know very well that these moves in Huizhou this year are really special.

People have never felt it so clearly.

These teenagers.

It's not the same with them.

Here's the difference......

Everyone's eyes involuntarily followed the woman's back, and then they were stunned.

When Zhu Luan returned to his original seat and sat down, applause suddenly rang out in the silent hall.

Although Empress Sima spoke, no one stood up for some reason on the side of Shanzhou.

In this gap, the entire hall was originally filled with an eerie tranquility.

And in this tranquility, this sudden applause is very obvious.

Again and again, earnestly and clearly.

It seems to knock on everyone's heart.

Zhu Luan looked to the side and looked at the young man who was originally soft and seemed to be unable to do anything.

Mu Kezhi looked at her and applauded.

"Welcome back our heroes of Huizhou." He said with a smile.

Without waiting for Zhu Luan to answer, another applause rang out beside her again.

It's Duan Lizheng.

Then Yu Sinian and Li Wenyao raised their hands together, and the other Huizhou teenagers raised their hands, but before they could speak, there was applause at the Lanzhou table.

"Amitabha." Monk Xuezhai clapped his hands with the person beside him.

Lanzhou, who was originally about to play, was stunned for a moment, and applauded as if he was being controlled under Xie Yuan's gaze.

And then it was actually the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

Mo Han didn't look at the high platform, he applauded softly, his expression was equally serious, and there was no trace of ridicule.

Then there was Ruan Qing, and then there were the stunned eyes of the other states of Xiliang Sword Pavilion applauding.

One, two, three, many.

One person, two people, three people, many people.

The applause from nothing shook the air in the Jixia Academy, and as more and more people applauded, as if they had untied their shackles, everyone who had felt as if they had done nothing before applauded.

The swordsmen's internal cultivation was profound, and the applause was even stronger, and everyone's emotions were aroused, and the applause was like a wave, and the wind and rain were fierce.

This is the warmest applause of the Tiance meeting so far, the originally cold hall seems to be ignited by fire, and under the cover of applause, the shock and admiration that have been suppressed so far are also overflowing.

There is no name for this admiration.

Under the not-so-good-looking faces of the big men on the high platform, except for the two tables of Hui Tang, no one dared to look in that direction.

People look at the desperate clapping of their hands in front of them, as if they are venting their emotions.

But it's such a wave that can't be stopped.

"You ...... Shanzhou, the move of Shanzhou is about to ......" The voice of the ceremonial official was drowned out in applause, and he had to scream angrily.

Empress Sima looked at the scene in front of her, and her armored fingers dug into the armrest of the chair.

Penetrating.

At this time, no one could hear her voice without a realm, so she had to look coldly at the ceremonial officer.

The ceremonial officer was sweating profusely, and it was not until his voice was hoarse that his voice came out in the gradual cessation of applause.

"Shanzhou Xie Yuan! Xie Yuan performs! ”

The crowd fell silent again, and everyone's eyes turned to the Lanzhou table.

But there was no one at the Lanzhou table.

"What's going on? Solve the yuan in Shanzhou? The hoarse voice of the ceremonial official echoed alone in the main hall, and his eyes widened as he stared at Song Huaizhu, who was sitting on the chair without moving.

Song Huaizhu turned a deaf ear.

There was a crisp sound of a chair, and Monk Xuezhai stood up.

The young monk looked calm, stepped forward, and performed the most ordinary Buddhist salute to the people on the high platform with his hands folded, his face full of compassion.

"Amitabha, Xie Yuan is unwell, and I am afraid that he will not be able to perform."

What the?

The others in the hall were stunned.

What's going on with this year's Tiance meeting? What is this?

They originally thought that there would be no outrageous correspondence in Huizhou in the future, but they didn't expect the response from Lanzhou to be so terrible.

Everyone peeked at Song Huaizhu, who was sitting straight.

Feeling unwell? Where can I tell if I am unwell?

Everyone shouted in their hearts, this is simply a naked refusal to cooperate!

How could such a thing be allowed?

A trace of anger flashed in Empress Sima's eyes on the high platform, and she was about to speak, when an old voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

"It's really unwell."

Everyone looked up in amazement and looked at the Xiliang Sword Saint who was slowly speaking on the high platform.

The old man's gaze stayed on the white jade mask on Song Huaizhu's face for a moment, and he turned to look sideways at Empress Sima.

"The old man can guarantee that this current state is indeed not suitable for performance."

There was silence in the main hall, and everyone didn't understand why the Xiliang Sword Saint suddenly spoke.

The matter has come to this point, you might as well sell the other party a favor.

On the high platform, the eyes of the Xiliang Sword Saint were slightly gloomy.

After all, the world can drive this son.

Not here.