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I knew the seven questions early, and I made a brief draft in my heart, and then wrote them in a pen without any hindrance.

His predecessor was a book-boy, with a solid foundation. After traveling through time, he became a sorcerer, but he did not give up his homework. He has been diligent in reading poetry and writing carefully throughout the journey.

Work hard and test success or failure, all at this moment.

Focus on your mind, your mind is clear, and you don’t have any distracting thoughts, and you are in a state of mind, all of which are concentrated under the tip of your pen.

Lines of fonts that seem to be measured with a ruler appear, and are connected into sentences, paragraphs, and length.

When it was written, Ye Junsheng felt relaxed and happy, and there was a faint breath flowing in his body, like a trickle of water, and everywhere he went, there was no place to feel uncomfortable.

Other scholars and candidates rack their brains and write articles, and their whole body will shrink and their energy will weaken. However, Ye Junsheng is not like this, but instead, he seems to have been nourished and his soul will flourish.

He is indeed different from others.

Pause for a moment, blow dry the ink, set aside, and start writing the next article.

Time passed quietly in the flow of the pen, and in the evening, it became dark.

At this time, the lights were lit in the house.

Dinner arrived, almost the same as at noon, except that there was an extra cake and water, and it was replaced with a bowl of noodle soup.

After dinner, Ye Junsheng did not do the questions immediately, but sat cross-legged, closing his eyes to rest. As for other candidates, most of them seized the time to complete the article.

...

Under the night, the capital is filled with lights and flowers. From a distance, it looks quite like a modern metropolis.

The Forbidden City is even more dazzling. It has become the most dazzling pearl in the capital.

Imperial Palace, Palace of Peaceful Heart.

Today's emperor is wearing a wide dragon robe. Sitting on the dragon throne, holding a book in his hand, he is stunningly reading it.

Emperor Huaming.

He was about 60 years old, with a pale yellow face and his eyes were concave, and he looked a little old. After a serious illness some time ago, even after taking the pill, the holy body recovered. But mentally, he always left behind trauma that was difficult to calm down.

It is a medicine with three parts poison. Even if it comes from thirty-three days, it has not yet been reborn and immortal. If so, the sorcerers have taken it long ago. Why should they be the gods and rely on the people's will and the power of incense to increase their cultivation?

The king of a country is more particular about his fortune in the world.

After reading a few lines of books, Emperor Huaming put down the book and said in a deep voice: "Come."

An eunuch came in immediately and fell to his knees and obeyed the orders.

"Go to Emei Palace and ask the little princess to come."

"yes."

The eunuch got the order and went out quickly.

The lights were raised early in the Emei Palace.

Zhao Emei, dressed in white, stood in the courtyard. She raised her head and looked at her, pondering without saying a word.

She had just taken a shower. Her long hair was casually tied up with a yellow silk cloth. Her robe was not in accordance with the palace system, but was still in Taoist outfit. She turned her belt and looked slender and her figure was charming.

His eyes were slightly narrowed, and a mysterious light flowed.

In her eyes, we can see the people in the city, the blood and the literary spirit in the sky.

When my eyes turned around, I saw a dragon energy lingering in the Forbidden City. However, this dragon energy is now in a sluggish manner, which means sunset in the west.

"Father, there is not much time left."

Zhao Emei sighed sadly.

She went to Mount Emei since she was a child to study Taoism, and she was transcendent to the body, but how could she be eliminated and ignored?

"Nine Princess, the emperor is welcome."

After the eunuch arrived, he quickly bowed and worshiped with a respectful attitude.

Under the emperor, the most powerful first crown prince was recommended. However, Zhao Emei's special status was not to be underestimated. In the Forbidden City, no one dared to show her a look from civil and military officials to empress and concubines.

Zhao Emei followed the eunuch to the Hall of Yangxin to meet the emperor.

"I've met my father."

Emperor Hua Ming smiled and said, "Mei'er doesn't have to be too polite."

Zhao Emei, whose nickname is "Meier". However, she felt that this name was too spoiled, so she later changed the name to "Emei".

"I wonder if my father summons the child, what order do you have?"

Emperor Hua Ming's eyes were bright: "Mei'er, you have changed. I remember that you never called a child when you spoke before. OK, that's great."

Zhao Emei was stunned and lowered her head and said nothing.

Emperor Huaming said again: "I am extremely pleased that you have chosen to stay. You are my favorite child. I really don't want to be separated from each other and not meet each other."

Zhao Emei sighed quietly: "I will leave sooner or later."

Emperor Hua Ming smiled and said, "What's the matter? By then, I'm afraid I'll have turned into a broken loess."

Zhao Emei's expression changed.

Emperor Huaming said calmly: "I have already seen life and death. What I can't let go is this country, and I have to leave it to the most appropriate person to take care of it."

Zhao Emei said: "The fortune of the country is still there."

Emperor Huaming waved his hand: "The so-called luck is all human. I have been fighting all my life, fighting south and north, how can some things control the world?"

Zhao Emei said: "Since my father has already foresaw, why not make up his mind?"

"It's not so easy... I just hope that the world will be peaceful, prosperous and prosperous, and there will be more talents who are useful to the country. For example, this provincial examination."

Zhao Emei said: "The sages said: A king is benevolent, and the world is invincible."

Emperor Hua Ming smiled bitterly: "Many things are simple to say, but harder to do. The world is vast and big, and if there is no capable person, how can you return to the world?"

Zhao Emei's expression remained unmoved: "Those who are happy in the people will also be happy in the people; those who are worried in the people will also be worried in the people's worries."

This is also quoted from the words of sages.

Hua Ming Dengran laughed and joked: "Mei'er, it seems that you can become an imperial teacher."

Zhao Emei also smiled: "Father, this year's provincial examination has many young talents, which should be able to meet your needs."

Emperor Hua Ming said: "I am optimistic about a son."

"who?"

"It's that Ye Junsheng."

When Zhao Emei heard this name, her face looked a little unnatural, but she concealed it well and was not seen by her father.

"This son's literary talent is amazing, and it is rare to see it. I have a grove in his heart when he saw the calligraphy and paintings he completed in the Yangzhou competition unit. It is also unexpected that he can play a song "General's Order" during the music competition. In summary, we can tell a look. Now, it depends on his opinion on the article."

Speaking of this, he paused and glanced at Zhao Emei: "Mei'er, Ye Junsheng did not come directly to meet the saint to receive the plaque, and was regarded as a crazy person. I originally wanted to issue an order to punish him and tell the world. Do you know why I ended up in the end?"

Zhao Emei Yaoyao's head: "The child doesn't know."

Emperor Hua Ming smiled and said, "It's all because I know that Mei'er, you like the poems written by Ye Junsheng very much, which is rare, so I don't want to let Mei'er down."

Zhao Emei's face turned red and she felt whispered in her heart: Ye Junsheng gave up the great opportunity and turned around and went out to sea, with a different intention. For him, this choice meant to seek advancement by retreating... he was cunning.

The provincial examination is the real stage.

Otherwise, he would have encountered much more obstacles.

Even so, this provincial examination is destined not to be smooth sailing. If you enter the examination room, the real test has just begun. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!