The examiner patted Ji Xingzhi on the shoulder and said very pleasedly: "The future is terrible, the future is terrifying, the future is terrifying......." ”

Several hosts also stood up and smiled at Ji Xingzhi with satisfaction, this little doll is so smart at a young age, I'm afraid it will be amazing when she grows up!

The spectators watching the game from below also applauded vigorously.

"This kid is so smart, my baby can be half as smart as him, so I'll burn high incense!"

"But when I was only six or seven years old, I won the first championship in the literary examination, which is really amazing!"

"Not really! I don't know how the little head grows, how can I be so smart? ”

“……”

In the end, everyone unanimously attributed Ji Xingzhi's intelligence to: "My mother is good!" ”

The Grand Duke and Liu Yang were also secretly happy for Ji Xingzhi, listening to everyone's praise, the two were very proud, as if those people were praising themselves.

Ji Xingzhi silently accepted everyone's praise, but her eyes were looking into the distance and standing there quietly, as if she was far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

Dressed in green clothes swaying in the wind, the hair is slightly raised, the nobility is alienated, because it is too far away, the face is hazy and unreal, but this is enough to make Ji Xingzhi lose his mind.

The posture of heaven and man is not misinformation, Xiao Moyan is so noble, detached but not indifferent, elegant and calm, like an ink painting.

Ji Xingzhi smiled a little proudly, it is undeniable that she did play a little cautiously, taking advantage of the ancient distinction between respect and inferiority and the supremacy of imperial power, talking about royal majesty, and the basic scholars who came to participate in the literary examination were scholars who were familiar with thousands of books, and they had received a good education since childhood, and the four words of respect and inferiority had been ingrained in their minds, and they naturally did not dare to talk about the royal or imperial government, this is a sensitive and dangerous topic, and they may lose their heads if they are not careful.

But, no matter what the process is, she will win in the end.

Ji Xingzhi made a "yes" gesture to Xiao Moyan and shook her hand proudly.

Now that she has won the first championship in the literary examination, Uncle Huang should obey the order, right?

Xiao Moyan looked at him from afar, staring at Ji Xingzhi, who was a little carried away on the high platform, and was silent for a long time, he sighed softly and said, "It's okay...... From now on, I will protect you. ”

Yuxi, who was standing behind Xiao Moyan, heard Xiao Moyan's whisper, and couldn't help frowning: "Lord, didn't you say that the emperor is ill-fated and will clash with you?" If that's the case, presumably the prince won't be able to protect the emperor, right? The will of heaven is hard to disobey, why should the prince bother with the emperor? ”

"It's hard to violate, but it's not inviolable." No matter how bad it is, it is just his Xiao Moyan's life.

When Yuxi heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly knelt on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Lord Wang, please don't forget that there are still people waiting for you!" The Tribulation of the Heavenly Saint is still waiting for you to cross! ”

Xiao Moyan's body paused slightly, his face was cold, and two words gently spit out from his pale lips: "Go back." ”

It's just two words, shallow and speechless, but Yuxi heard a touch of helplessness from it, the prince is not an ordinary person, he was born with a heavy responsibility, the heavenly saint is still waiting for the prince to save, only the prince has the ability to help the heavenly saint through the difficulties of life and death!

He doesn't want the prince to be lonely all his life, but a character like the prince should not have seven emotions and six desires, and the extra emotional restraint will only become a burden and weakness for the prince.

Looking at Xiao Moyan's lonely and cold back, Yuxi's heart was slightly suffocated, and she couldn't help but feel distressed, looking back at Ji Xingzhi who was triumphant on the high platform, Yuxi's cold eyes showed a touch of complexity, and then, this complexity was replaced by indifference.