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Chapter 2068 2073 Mother, my son gave you a long face

The slightly chubby scholar scratched his head and said, "Your grades have always been the best, so you naturally don't worry about it. Unlike me, who keeps hanging at the bottom of the car, this time I'm unlucky, and I'm about to be kicked out. Sigh, I I don’t want to be the No. [-] scholar, I just want to be able to enter the Imperial Academy in a safe and secure way.”

The young man surnamed Zhang drank his tea in silence, and did not hear anything outside the window until two hours later, the eunuch who announced the decree announced that all the students entered the Golden Luan Hall.

Dozens of students stood neatly under the main hall, and on the high throne sat the young emperor—Emperor Jinming.

The young man surnamed Zhang raised his eyes slightly, looked at the person sitting on the throne, as if recalling something, a deep meaning flashed across his eyes, then came back to his senses, and stood quietly.

Emperor Jinming's majestic eyes scanned the group of students. This is the first batch of students who have entered the palace examination since Emperor Jinming ascended the throne. The top three selected will be the emperor's disciples in the future and will be the ministers of the humerus of the empire.

When Emperor Jin Ming's eyes fell on a young man, he paused for a moment, and was amazed in his heart: What a young boy!
To be able to stand on the Golden Luan Hall at such a young age must be a dragon and a phoenix among men, and it really is a hero from ancient times.

The young man surnamed Zhang felt Emperor Jin Ming's gaze, and raised his head involuntarily, meeting Emperor Jin Ming's gaze for a moment.

Emperor Jin Ming looked at the young man with deep eyes, a mature young man without a trace of the frivolity of a young man, and was amazed again in his heart.

After seeing the exclamation in Emperor Jinming's eyes, the young man surnamed Zhang closed his eyes: Sure enough, he has forgotten who he is, and he has forgotten that he was the one he bought as a slave.

Emperor Jinming waved his hand, and the eunuch began to announce the results of the palace examination.

Everyone listened with pricked ears, not daring to vent their nervous atmosphere.

"The head of this subject, the number one scholar, Zhang Heng..."

When he heard his name, the young man surnamed Zhang finally showed a smile on his face: I have won the first prize!Mother, your son has given you a long face!Mother, if you know, you will be very pleased!

After the results were announced, it was really joyful and sad for some families.

Emperor Jinming looked at the young man standing at the front of the line, and sized him up carefully: calm and resolute, young and mature, after hearing about high school, he only showed a moment of joy before restraining himself. No wonder the youngest is the youngest, but he can go to high school. This composure is very human.

"Zhang Heng... ancestral home, Qingmiao City?" Emperor Jin Ming looked up at the roster in his hand, and raised his head: "Are you a student of Wutong Academy?"

Zhang Heng knelt down and said, "Back to the emperor, the student is from Wutong Academy in Qingmiao City."

Emperor Jinming frowned slightly, seeing that more than half of the selected students on the roster were all from Wutong Academy, he couldn't help but look up, then raised his head, and said with a smile: "As expected of being a student of Wutong Academy, good job!"

The students of Wutong Academy on the Jinluan Hall knelt down in unison.

Emperor Jin Ming looked at them and said with a smile: "The Wutong Academy has cultivated so many outstanding talents in just a few years. I am very relieved! By the way, Mr. Su Yu, the dean of the Wutong Academy, used to live in the capital. Now that you are in high school, you must not forget your mentor."

All the students kowtowed together: "Remember the emperor's instruction!"

After the hall selection was over, all the students withdrew from the Golden Luan Hall, and countless people rushed over to congratulate the No. [-] Scholar Lang.

Zhang Heng always had a calm smile on his face, greeted everyone, then raised his head, and saw the bright yellow that belonged to the emperor from a distance, coming out of the gate of the Golden Palace.

Beside that bright yellow, accompanied by another person, a woman, the moment he saw the figure of that woman, the undisturbed number one scholar almost dropped the imperial decree in his hand...

(End of this chapter)