At this moment, there were finally many Wu Gongsheng through the side door and found the step chariot of the Great Highness in the distance and the honor guard of the Xiliang Sword Saint.

There were a lot of people missing from Wu Gongsheng's team, and those people were in the honor guard of the Xiliang Sword Saint at this time.

That was a disciple of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

Walking in the front was Ruan Qing, then Mo Han, and then Su Qing, whose eyes were on the chariot next to him.

Wu Gongsheng's eyes then converged on that step, there was envy and shock in their eyes, the candidates who were competing with them on the same stage a month ago had already gained the status of being equal to a behemoth like the Xiliang Sword Saint at this time.

No, it is better to say that the one is just hiding such a position.

But it still makes the candidates feel like a dream, and they actually fought against Zenzi of Fanyin Temple on the same stage, which is also a strange experience that can be blown for a lifetime in the national examinations of previous dynasties.

All this was indeed desirable, but the envious eyes of the Gongsheng only lasted for a short time.

With the sound of drums in front of the Danfeng Gate, the door representing the power of this huge imperial emperor slowly opened, and the candidates stood up straight.

The auspicious time has arrived.

And they will no longer be unknown students who study hard in the cold window, they are about to become Jinshi.

It doesn't matter who they used to be, but by this time their fate has changed.

This is the national test.

Danfeng Gate, the main gate opens.

This is the path that only the emperor can walk, and it is also the path that the officials of the Great Zhou can only walk once in their lives.

Log in to the Temple of the Son of Heaven.

It is at this time that they will realize the dreams of thousands of scholars and practitioners.

"The hour has come, enter the temple!"

With the loud shouts of the ceremonial officials, behind the gate, Zhu Luan saw a familiar figure.

It is the official department of Shangshu, Duan Haochu.

His expression was different from what Zhu Luan had seen every time, but Zhu Luan was still familiar.

It was the look of an official in a high position.

And beside him, came an official who was nearly half the year old.

Ministry of Rites, Lin Jiamu.

The official department and the ritual department are personally welcomed, which is the greatest courtesy to these students and practitioners who have experienced the most severe competition in the Great Zhou.

A fresh breeze blew, stirring the backs of each Gongsheng, as if pushing them into the Danfeng Gate.

This is not a naturally formed wind, but a wind created by high-level cultivators.

It is also a gift designed by Zhu Luan's mother for these future jinshi.

With the strength of the good wind, it sent me to the clouds.

Zhu Luan raised his head, as if he saw the scene of standing on top of the Danfeng Gate and blowing the breeze in his hand under the instruction of Niangniang.

Some of the people in the neatly lined up Gongsheng team shook their breaths, and more people had straight faces, but the corners of their eyes were shining.

The tributes, who were trying their best to maintain their image under the magnificent palace and the two high-ranking officials, were easily touched by that breeze.

The weather is clear, and a new era has begun.

Under the blowing of the breeze, and as if touched by everything they had paid in the past, the young tribute students held back the agitation in their hearts and stepped into the Danfeng Gate.

Passing through the Danfeng Gate with thousands of dignity and weather, under the leadership of the two scholars, the candidates walked on the Baiyu Bridge, and in front of them was the condescending and majestic main hall.

The main hall of Daming Palace, including the Yuan Palace.

Hanyuan Palace, wide open.

The candidates, who were originally swaying by the breeze behind them, completely held their breath at this time.

Unspeakable shock.

The officials and the Ministry of Rites were full of understanding in their eyes, and that hall was still shocking enough for them who had been officials for many years.

Even if it is them, it is not often possible to see Hanyuan Hall wide open.

The palace was opened in nine days, and all the nations were crowned with crowns.

This huge palace with thirteen main halls and six deep rooms was only opened when the Great Dynasty Ceremony, the Emperor's Honorific Title, and the Amnesty of the Yuan Dynasty were changed.

Other than that, there is only one occasion left.

That is the national test hall to try to try to lift people.

This is the glory of the dynasty, the starting point of glory, when the candidates step by step to climb the white jade steps, only to feel that the whole body is intimidated by the huge momentum.

Standing on top of this palace, you can overlook the entire city of the gods.

At this time, outside the main hall, stood the pillars of the Great Zhou, and the civil and military officials led by the cabinet elders.

Among them, the first assistant of the cabinet took leave, and the one standing at the forefront was Fang Bonian, who was both the elder of the cabinet and the chief examiner of the literary examination.

While the candidates looked at the powerful old man with awe, the old man was looking at the girl in the front.

Looking at the Xie Yuan he pointed out, the Hui Yuan he pointed out.

Fang Bonian didn't have to hide his gaze, because most of the eyes of the civil and military officials were looking at the girl.

She stood at the forefront of the countless candidates who were shocked by the Hanyuan Palace, her expression was calm, her eyes were bright, and with each step, the more awe-inspiring the expressions of the others, but the calmer she was.

It was as if she had already stood at the top.

Just back in, this place.

And she, at last, stepped into this place.

The candidates entered the main hall in order.

At this moment, the sound of the zither suddenly started, it was a ritual music belonging to the royal family, and everyone was in good spirits and leaned down.

Sang Yu appeared.

Then the National Teacher turned sideways, and from behind him, out of the weak young man.

The titular master of the country.

The ceremonial officer said in a loud voice.

"Bye!"

The music sounded, the bells and drums rang out in unison, and the candidates and hundreds of officials bowed to the emperor according to their respective identities.

And in the whole hall, there were two people who did not bow down, but only saluted.

In the corner of his eye, Zhu Luan looked at the two chairs that were only slightly leaning down on the side of the dragon chair, and instinctively understood who it belonged to.

The next moment, the ceremonial officer shouted again, "Take a seat!" ”

The palace examination arranged according to the ancestral system of the Great Zhou State began in this way.

Emperor Taizu paid attention to efficiency, and the palace test was to be completed in one day, and everyone had no nonsense, and directly entered the several cases that had been arranged in the main hall according to the arrangement.

Hanyuan Hall is large enough, and it is not a problem to have hundreds of cases in a row, and at this time, the names of the candidates are pasted on each case, and the test papers have already been placed.

This is the palace test of the Great Zhou.

The position of several cases obviously followed the results of the examination, Zhu Luan and Duan Lizheng's position was at the top, close to the dragon chair in a sense, and the cases of the two of them were also very special, with two test papers placed on them.

One text, one martial.

Of course, the seat closest to the dragon chair does not belong to them.

At the emperor's side, Zhu Luan saw that the sixteenth generation of Zenzi had put on a new mask.

He doesn't wear a mask, which is estimated to distract many candidates.

Monk Xuezhai stood behind his chair, apparently giving up the temple test.

Zhu Luan's gaze moved from him.

There were also two test papers on the several cases in front of Song Huaizhu.

One text, one martial.

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At this point, both the literary test and the martial arts test are answers, and the martial arts test is mainly based on the art of war, just a formality, while the literary test is all kinds.

The light and shadow moved in the main hall, and at this time, most of the hundred officials retreated and entered their seats on the periphery, which was the palace test after the reform of the queen of heaven, and the civil and military officials must all be present, but most of them were peripheral audiences. In addition to the candidates, the only ones left in the inner circle of the hall are the emperor, the national teacher and several chief examiners.

There are no guards in the temple, after all, when there is a national teacher, the guards are redundant.

In such a quiet environment, all the candidates were answering the questions carefully, including Zhu Luan.

However, at the end of the palace examination and when he was about to hand in the papers, Zhu Luan clearly felt that a line of sight was cast on him.