Chapter 315: Submission

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Zhao Emei looked up at the sky and saw that the invisible breath was condensed in the sky above the capital, layer by layer, like clouds in the sky.

This cloud is of different colors. There is a strong blood atmosphere, a blue wealth atmosphere, a golden official atmosphere, and a colorful and bright literary atmosphere.

Storm in all directions!

Among them, there are several colorful literary qi, each with the thickness of an arm, each occupying a direction, converging towards the most central piece of official qi like a canopy, getting closer, and even devouring it is not an exaggeration.

All kinds of landscapes are high, but most people have no way to watch them.

Ye Junmei also wanted to open his eyes and watch, and then as soon as the spiritual light in his eyes opened, he suddenly felt a tingling pain, his eyes seemed to have been pricked by a needle, they were sore and sore, and tears flowed down involuntarily.

After all, her cultivation was too bad, and under the oppression of the breath of the sky, where could she cast any magic powers?

Ye Junmei remembered that his brother's safety was in danger, and he couldn't care about anything, so he hurriedly grabbed Zhao Emei's hand: "Sister Zhao, how is the change in luck now?

Zhao Emei smiled bitterly: "The breath is entangled, the situation is very complicated, it is difficult to understand for a while...... paused, and comforted: "Sister Junmei, don't worry, I believe he will be fine." ”

The luck of the world is changing rapidly, even if it is as strong as the existence of a golden immortal thirty-three days away, it may not be able to be calculated clearly.

Ye Junmei said anxiously: "Sister Zhao, you are a princess." Take us into the palace. ”

Zhao Emei hesitated a little and agreed.

As for the Great Sage Pig Demon. A cow and a pig swaggered through the market, which was too shocking. re-entered the Qiankun space of "Spirit Fox Map".

This picture is a treasure of pure yang, and there is no room. Although it can't compare to the level of the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Stubborn Stone Seal, it is also quite rare, and it is a great treasure.

Right now, Ye Junmei's eyes were still sore, and he couldn't open them with tears. Zhao Emei grabbed her arm and wrist with one hand, performed light skills, and quickly swept towards the direction of the Forbidden City.

......

Forbidden City, Jinluan Palace. At this moment, the answer sheets of the candidates have reached a critical juncture.

Most of the time has passed. At this time, if you don't hurry up, it will not be enough.

Whew!

Pen and ink are waved, and lines of upright fonts appear on rice paper, combined into articles.

The scholars and candidates were nervous, and the mood of the civil and military officials who were paying attention on both sides was also infected. Among them, they had some to do with the scholars and candidates present. For example, relatives, protégés, and so on, so they are involved.

Especially the second prince Zhao Kuangming.

It's a tough time. The general trend is gradually disappearing, and even if you are no longer reconciled, you have obviously fallen into a disadvantageous position in this struggle.

But he was not reconciled in the end. And in this palace test in front of us, there may still be a glimmer of hope......

Zhao Kuangming's eyes were scorching, staring at Ye Junsheng. Seeing that he was sweating profusely, the brush in his hand seemed to weigh a hundred and ten pounds. Every time it runs, it takes a lot of mental energy.

This performance. It's not normal, it's quite wrong......

Zhao Kuangming was suspicious, and he really couldn't understand what Ye Junsheng was doing. Poetry and essays basically belong to the power of the mind, where is there such an article to write? It is like using the tip of a pen to engrave the font on paper.

At the same time, Zhao Kuangqi, who was also staring at Ye Junsheng, also felt a little strange. But he sat on the dragon chair and did not move, sneering in his heart: Write, let you write, see what you can write. However, no matter what is written, in the eyes of the palace, it is all garbage, a piece of waste paper.

Of course, the palace examination will be reviewed by the Hanlin Bachelor, but the final approval power is always in the hands of Zhao Kuangqi. He said you can't, you just can't.

Time passed minute by minute, and a bell rang, and a eunuch screamed: "When the time comes, all beings sit down and put down the pen." ”

In fact, at this time, most of the candidates had already completed the answer sheet a little in advance, sitting in a precarious position, carefully drying the pen and ink on the paper.

When the time came, someone came over and collected the papers one by one and sent them to the Hanlin Bachelor for review.

When he received Ye Junsheng's side, the official was almost startled when he saw him sweating profusely and his face was pale, and he thought, "Is this person sick?" ”

In the past, there were also cases of candidates and scholars falling ill on the spot, and some were so sick that they fainted, but they still insisted on going to the palace.

Putting down the pen, Ye Junsheng closed his eyes, only feeling tired and dying, his whole body and mind seemed to have fallen into the sea, extremely floating.

The marking team composed of Hanlin bachelors is very efficient. On the one hand, the number of scholars and candidates who have passed the palace examination is much lower than that of the township examination; on the other hand, the scoring rules for the palace examination are relatively relaxed. When an article is read, it is very clear whether it is good or bad, good or bad. Read it, write a comment, and set a score. Then the alternation is changed, and the procedure is very skillful.

By this time, I was hungry too.

Although during the exam, some snacks and pastries were sent to everyone to satisfy their hunger, but after all, they were not the main meal, and they could not be counted.

An hour later, the results of the first phase of the audit were in. Selected by the university scholars, they are divided into the top three according to their scores. Sort them out one by one and then submit them to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for final approval.

Generally speaking, this approval process is basically a formality. The first thing is the top three of the first class, who is the champion and who is the flower.

When commenting, the name of the scholar candidate will be called, and then he will stand up for the emperor to see.

This is the official interview.

So at this point, it is impossible to be pointed into the first class if you look crooked and cracked dates. After all, the title of the gold list, riding a horse and arranging flowers to tour the city, the image is too scary, and it is indecent. In addition, the personality is too timid, and it is not okay to ask a word, and you can't let out a fart for a long time.

The imperial examinations, recruiting talents from all over the world, nerds and the like, often have no future.

I saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sitting high on the dragon chair and began to review. He didn't read the articles of the second and third grades, but directly read the three copies of the first grade. First of all, it depends on the opinion of the Hanlin Bachelor, that is, to look at the individual comments.

The huge Jinluan Hall was quiet, and the atmosphere was urgent, and everyone was waiting for the final evaluation of the crown prince. Some ministers couldn't help it, coughed dryly, and immediately provoked a reproachful gaze.

"Hey, hey!"

Suddenly, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was sitting on the dragon chair, let out a sneer.

When the courtiers heard this, they couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines. They knew what this sneer meant to the prince.

"Concise and concise, incisive, thought-provoking, meaningful, can be the champion. Hehe, Ye Junsheng, just with you, you can also be the champion!"

After that, as soon as he shook his hand and didn't even look at it, he threw down Ye Junsheng's volume and article, as if he was throwing a few pieces of waste paper and garbage. (To be continued......)