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The academician nodded seriously and said at the same time, "I heard that this child is a concubine. A few days ago, the eldest son fell into the water with him, but the eldest son died of an illness. He left the child with himself, afraid that his life wouldn't be good."

When the examiner heard these words, his eyes grew cold. "Some women have shortsighted eyes. This is a genius who must be nurtured well. If the private grudges of some families cause him to perish, then that would be a loss to the imperial court, a loss to the country."

Although these men didn't want to bother with the battle at the back of the house, they definitely knew about it. He just couldn't be bothered to intervene and seek for peace on the surface.

Wang Yao thought for a moment. "I sent some people to ask around and found out that Zhao Lingyi doesn't have a teacher at all. She should be a self-taught genius, a true genius. What do you guys think if I were to accept her as my disciple?"

"Nothing much. Even if I were to accept him as my disciple, I should be the one to do so." Fellow could not help but speak up at this moment, "Don't you think that I'm the most suitable for this?"

The invigilator shot a glance at Wang Yao and schemed against him once more.

When Wang Yao received his wish, his lips curled up into a smile. He nodded his head and said, "The inscriptions given by the invigilator earlier weren't suitable for the public to hear. Since Fellow Disciple wants her as a disciple, please write it down for her."

With a few words, the matter was decided. The dean dipped his brush in red ink and wrote: His poems are wonderful, and his heart is the world, and his will is great. But the leader!

As a result, the rankings had been decided, the Golden Ranking had been decided.

The future should be bright.

Although he couldn't see, his heart was visible.

The ranking board had already been opened, and many people had already surrounded it. They all wanted to see who was on it, as well as see how many people had come and gone.

Many people hoped that this opportunity would soar to the heavens, because as long as one was a scholar, they would be able to obtain great opportunities.

Back in the days when Sage Kong was bestowed the title of Sage, he spread the destiny he had obtained throughout the world and the later generations gradually retracted it. In order for a junior to be born and help him cleanse his bones and muscles, obtaining higher literature, he established a imperial examinations.

He was destined to be gifted, but not lucky, and not able to do anything about it. Therefore, whenever a person's knowledge was outstanding enough, they would be given a certain amount of luck as a bonus.

Even if he became a scholar, his life would be much better than others. Once he accumulated enough luck and formed a relationship with them, he would be able to achieve great things in his life. Wang Hou was just around the corner.

Thus, even though he was just a small boy, he was not as lucky as this, but the most important step.

Many carriages stopped there, all looking at the announcement. The most inconspicuous carriage was parked not far away, and as the carriage's curtain was opened, a beautiful lady used her bright eyes to look at the announcement.

Her face was cold, oval, almond-shaped, slender, sitting straight, her slender fingers on the window, watching and seeing.

The servant girl beside her chattered incessantly, "Miss, why would you want to personally come and see? In any case, the position of the chief of staff is definitely yours."

As soon as he said that, he inadvertently flicked a glance at them and saw that the words were written in large golden letters at the top of the board.

It wasn't Shang Yuchan, it was Zhao Lingyi.

The servant exclaimed: "How is this possible? "How could anyone be more outstanding than the young mistress?"

Shang Yuchen didn't show too much of an expression on his face. He just sat there and looked at it. Then, he remembered this name.

Zhao Lingyi? Who is it?

When the name list was posted, almost everyone was surprised. They kept asking, "Who is Zhao Lingyi?"

The name at the top of the list was especially dazzling, and after many people saw it, they started to talk about it. The name at the top of the list was especially dazzling, and after many people saw it, they started to talk about it.

Mu Qing rode on his horse and carefully checked the rankings with his eyes. He held onto his horse's mane with both hands and slowly said, "No wonder you kept reminding me to carefully report to the girl called Zhao Ling Yi that he is so outstanding." However, my words of consolation from before were too much. "

The person riding on the horse next to her was Cheng Boyong. It was undeniable that when he saw the first ranker, he was also extremely surprised. Everyone knew that Shang Yuchan was the prodigy.

If he hadn't died early, he would have done a great thing.

But this time, Zhao Ling Yi was able to suppress him.

This Demon Imperial Consort was truly not simple.

The reason why he let Zhao Ling Yi take the Imperial examinations was because he was afraid that Zhao Ling Yi would have the same thoughts as he had in his previous life: enter the Imperial Palace. Rather than going to the imperial harem, it would be better to go to the previous dynasty and learn from those scholars. It would be much better than having someone take the title of Demon Consort in a troubled country.

In the end, Cheng Boyan wasn't sure if the other party had been reborn just like him, so he made sure to make sure that the other party felt the great scholar's demeanor and wanted to dissolve the hatred in the other party's heart. This situation in front of him was perhaps an unexpected surprise.

Mu Qing looked to the side and saw Bo Yong staring at the golden name. He whispered, "You like her?"

Hearing this question, Cheng Boyan was slightly surprised, but he immediately denied it with a smile, "You know, I've pursued the pinnacle of my life, and have never thought of marriage. These things are too far away from me."

The horse lashed out, stepping on its own hooves. Mu Qing's shoulders were shaking because of the horse's movement. His hands subconsciously gripped the horse's mane and he lowered his eyes without saying anything.

That's right, he'd long since known that the other party didn't have too many thoughts regarding the relationship between a man and a woman. What they wholeheartedly sought was to help the nation and its people, to uphold the righteousness of the world.

That was why he wanted to follow them. Since he couldn't study literature, he had no chance to learn martial arts. At the very least, he could read military books and lead soldiers to war. In the future, he would be able to be like his father and enter the semi-sage realm through martial arts. This was his lifelong pursuit.

Since he loved her heartlessly, so what if he cared about the world?

"Qing`er, you've entered the rankings." Cheng Boyan gently smiled as his eyebrows arched. With a hint of playfulness, he said, "The 50th place is just right."

Mu Qing pursed his lips. He had already seen this from the start. It was just that someone had used some tricks on him. Otherwise, if he handed over a sheet of white paper, could it be that he would be given a ranking because of the cleanliness of the scroll?

"I must admit that I am indeed not gifted in this aspect. At the very least, you are still a scholar."

Cheng Boyong comforted her, "I also asked my father to let me through the back door, and to forcefully add luck on my body. That's why they call us brothers. We all go through the back door. "

Mu Qing pouted. "Who's your brother?" Who wants to be your brother?

However, they could only be brothers.

Since the two of them had finished reading, naturally, they pulled on the reins and turned to leave. Cheng Boyan rode away, but in the end, he still couldn't help but look back.

The person who should have appeared in this place did not.

The man's name was Zhao Lingyi.

At this moment, everyone was talking about him, curious about his past experiences and whether or not he would one day soar into the heavens.

At this moment, she was sitting on a swing in her yard, swinging her arms in the air. She was wearing a light yellow dress, and from the view of her back, she looked like a withered leaf that had fallen on the ground in the autumn.

Fei Yan hastily ran in, her voice was filled with uncontrollable happiness, almost shouting out loud: "Young miss, young miss, you've hit the list!"

Zhao Lingyi swung the swing with the wind, her black hair fluttering in the wind. Her back was moving and her voice was slowly heard, "Quickly sit down and rest. Look at your panting."

Fei Yan was not in the mood to sit down. After walking over, she jumped around and repeated: "Miss, you have won the list, it's the first place! "Moreover, it is a scholar with two armors. The people outside have all gone crazy. They say that in the future, you will definitely have great accomplishments. Many people will be waiting outside the door for a visit!"

"Are you sure?" Zhao Lingyi was also quite surprised. His handwriting was very scrawny, and the most important thing for a scholar to note down was the traces on the notebook. If he handed it over, it would be great if he could get B, and it would also be good if it was a poem.

"How could this servant be wrong about such a big matter?" Even if they had seen wrongly the people waiting outside the residence to visit them, would they have seen wrongly? " The more Fei Yan spoke, the more excited she became. She couldn't help but give a naughty smile, "Miss, did you not see that? A group of people came to pay their respects. However, the moment they said they wanted to meet the legitimate young miss of our residence! "

She purposely spoke a few words of proper etiquette, and when she spoke, her tone was even more serious.

She had long since come to the manor to act mighty, and she couldn't bear to see the young mistress in such a state. He was naturally overjoyed after being slapped so hard in the face.

Yun Qi's expression was extremely ugly. In front of so many people, he was immediately embarrassed. No matter how good his mental state was, he almost cried. After he forcefully left, who knows how he would cry when he returned.

Originally, it was a very happy event. Yunqi had finally made it to the 23rd place, and it could be considered a pretty good result. Lady Gongsun had wanted to make a good show for her niece, but it turned out that the 23rd place meant nothing in front of the table.

The corner of Zhao Lingyi's mouth curled up into a faint smile. After he gained his title, it would be much harder for others to touch him in the future. He wasn't afraid that Madame Gongsun would be so desperate.

Once he became a scholar, there would be an honorary title given to him in the Book of Scholars of the World. In this world, the books were all about the transformation of fate. It was said that the books were held by the saint, and the saint was not born. After generations, it was already unknown who the saint was.