Xin Lin, this is yet another completely unfamiliar na.
The Xin Family, there’s no royal or noble lineage bearing this surna in Purple Cloud City.
Seeing the answer script of the last of the top three, Empress Feng’s beautiful eyes slightly condense.
It’s not Jin Chen, which ans the son of Grandmaster Jin did not make the top three?
Empress Feng is sowhat displeased.
These examiners as well, Jin Chen and the Third Prince have been studying together since they were young. Before the Written Examination began, the Third Prince had been persistently entangling Empress Feng, insisting that Jin Chen must take the top ranking.
When Empress Feng set the questions, she had already hinted at it. Could these pedantic civil servants not understand her implication?
Jin Chen must rank first in both the Martial Arts Examination and the Written Examination to seize the top position.
She glanced at the third answer script, only to find that compared to the first two, the answers in this script were extrely short, rely a line of words.
A single line to clarify who is stronger or weaker between Spirit and Martial Artists?
"What’s so special about this script?"
Empress Feng pointed at the script.
"Reporting to Empress, although the words in this script are brief, they are reasonable. We request that Empress review it herself."
Several examiners, with a pained expression, presented the answer script.
The handwriting on the script was rather neat, looking like it was written by a woman, but it was not as elaborate as Murong Ziyue’s.
"When paths converge, the brave erge victorious, irrespective of Spirit Practitioner or Martial Artist."
On the paper, there was only this sentence.
"How preposterous, the brave prevail, what kind of answer is this? Are all of you blind? In my view, this script should be graded as Low-grade, how is it any different from submitting a blank script?"
Empress Feng flew into a rage.
She had thought the opposite party would produce so magnificently written essay, but to her surprise, it contained such nonsensical words, and the opponent couldn’t even make clear who won or lost between Spirit and Martial Artists.
This person nad Xin Lin is clearly scorning her question.
"Your Majesty, please calm your anger. The words are reasonable... they are... the very words penned personally by Longteng’s First Emperor, indeed precious and valuable."
The group of examiners exchanged looks, confused.
They of course knew that strictly speaking, this answer script was not the correct answer.
But the artful part lay in the source of the sentence – Longteng’s First Emperor.
Could words spoken by the ancestral Emperor be wrong?
Upon hearing this, Empress Feng was imdiately speechless.
She is not a Longteng person and not familiar with Longteng’s history, naturally not knowing the origin of this sentence.
Words spoken by the First Emperor, not to ntion her as an Empress in the harem, even Emperor Longteng cannot refute.
"This answer script must be rated as Upper-class, and moreover, must be within the top three. But if it’s the first place, it would seem sowhat unjust, so we are still discussing it. As for who will be the top scholar, that’s still being debated."
After discussing, the examiners felt that Murong Ziyue’s literary grace and martial heart made her deserving of the title of top scholar, but there was also Xin Lin. As for Xin Zhuo, he also made wide-ranging references, yet due to his slightly inferior handwriting, he should also be placed among the top three.
"Jin Chen’s answer script is also remarkable. I believe he should be ranked toward the front."
Empress Feng ordered soone to bring out Jin Chen’s answer script.
Xin Lin’s script is related to the First Emperor, thus untouchable.
As for Empress Murong Ziyue, Empress had earlier personally praised her script, so she couldn’t very well contradict herself, but Jin Chen, as the son of the Grandmaster, not even making the top three would be a disgrace to the Jin Family.
Empress Feng clenched her teeth and directly ordered soone to take out Jin Chen’s script, replacing Xin Zhuo’s script.
"This..."
A group of examiners exchanged glances, but who would dare to disobey the Empress’s command?
And so the results of the Written Examination were settled.
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