665: Chapter 210: The Perfect Answer to the Literary Match (Part 1)_1 665: Chapter 210: The Perfect Answer to the Literary Match (Part 1)_1 The pen in his hand moved swiftly, and with elegant handwriting springing forth onto the exam paper, his tactics flowed onto the page like water under the three questions.
Almost effortlessly, Ye Yinzhu, though the last among all the candidates to start writing, was the first to finish.
After writing the last character and letting out a breath, Ye Yinzhu slowly raised his head.
Writing could be tiring as well, and at least in Ye Yinzhu’s opinion, it was more exhausting than fighting.
His gaze drifted to Kleyena next to him, and he caught her just as she was finishing, a confident glow on her pretty face.
Before Ye Yinzhu could take a closer look, she had already looked up, clearly done with the exam as well.
Kleyena and Ye Yinzhu seemed to have a tacit understanding.
After finishing their exams, they both glanced at each other, their eyes meeting.
Kleyena’s expression was full of surprise as she sent Ye Yinzhu an inquiring look.
Ye Yinzhu smiled at her and nodded slightly, signaling that he had finished, and made a gesture for turning in his paper.
Kleyena blinked, craned her neck to peek at Ye Yinzhu’s paper, and sure enough, saw that it was covered in writing.
She then nodded to herself; the other candidates were still in the midst of their exams, clearly making it a bad time for conversation.
She stood up and left.
Ye Yinzhu had no desire to linger either and went forward with Kleyena to hand in their exam papers.
Upon seeing Kleyena being the first to turn in her paper, Marshal Cruz couldn’t help but reveal a smile of satisfaction.
He nodded contentedly and took her paper in his hands.
As for Ye Yinzhu, Cruz only gave him a few more glances.
He seemed not to place much importance on Ye Yinzhu, who bore an air of elegance.
For someone like Cruz, who had climbed the ranks through a bloodstained career, he wouldn’t necessarily pay much attention to young people like Ye Yinzhu.
In his mind, this elegantly poised young man probably came from some grand family and was more likely versed in theory rather than practical warfare.
After taking both of their papers, Cruz picked up Kleyena’s first and began reviewing it, unable to conceal the look of satisfaction on his face.
He nodded frequently, then picked up a red pen and continually marked down something on the paper.
Kleyena stuck out her tongue and whispered to Ye Yinzhu, “It seems my tactics still have some issues.
Look, Marshal Cruz is finding faults with it.
But generally, the more faults he finds, the more viable the tactics.
It looks like I have a chance of making it to the finals.”
Ye Yinzhu simply smiled at her words, not saying much in return.
Shortly after, Cruz finished reviewing Kleyena’s paper and nodded at her with a smile, “True to my training, you haven’t let your uncle down.
Now, I can also explain myself to your father.
It’s just that Her Royal Highness The Princess will have one less suitor to choose from.”
Kleyena was overjoyed.
Normally, the results would not be announced so soon, but her relationship with Cruz was not ordinary.
She immediately received the good news of advancing to the finals, which made her face light up with excitement.
Ye Yinzhu said with a smile, “Congratulations, Miss Kleyena.”
Only then did Kleyena remember Ye Yinzhu and hurriedly murmured to Cruz, “Uncle, this is my friend.
Could you also check how his exam paper did?” She wasn’t sure about Ye Yinzhu’s military insights but was eager to know his level.
Cruz glanced at Ye Yinzhu and clearly remembered when everyone else was busy writing, this young man was still exchanging glances with his niece.
He lightly said, “If most of his paper is the same as yours, then I can only say sorry.”
Kleyena was taken aback, “Uncle, what are you talking about?
How could our papers be mostly the same?
Oh, you…” After a brief shock, she understood – Cruz’s words clearly implied that Ye Yinzhu had copied.
Turning to look at Ye Yinzhu, Kleyena caught a glimpse of a chill in his eyes, a kind that made her shiver from deep within, sending a cold shiver down her spine.
By then, Ye Yinzhu had already begun to speak.
“Why not read it before you judge, Marshal?” Though Ye Yinzhu wasn’t as confident in his military knowledge as he was in his Douqi and magic, he was the true tactician who had experienced that war.
No one understood the situation and changes better than him.
With his revised tactics, he was confident that if they weren’t perfect, they still couldn’t be matched by someone who hadn’t personally participated in that war.
Cruz was momentarily taken aback, as this wasn’t his first time overseeing a literary match, but he had never encountered a candidate as calm and collected as Ye Yinzhu.
He casually opened the exam paper and looked down.
Upon first glance, Cruz couldn’t help but snort at the examination script.
Although the candidate’s handwriting was indeed beautiful, his literary style was rather average.
The diction was plain and the text straightforward, with no use of rhetoric.
pared to his niece Kleyena, it was much inferior.
But as Cruz’s eyes continued to move down the page, his expression suddenly changed, being incredibly sharp.
He looked up at Ye Yinzhu, his eyes filled with a bright light, and then, somewhat impatiently, lowered his head again to look at the essay on military strategy on the examination paper.
He read it in one go, not making any changes like he did when reading Kleyena’s essay.
Although he picked up his pen a few times, he ultimately put it back down each time.
Kleyena, watching from the side, was pletely puzzled.
She couldn’t see what Ye Yinzhu had written on his examination script, but such an expression on her uncle’s face was a first for her.
To see a renowned marshal show hesitation and indecision was truly surprising.
Ye Su had also passed the preliminary exam, so he should have some genuine knowledge, shouldn’t he?
But her uncle hadn’t made a single mark on his paper.
Could it be that this man was really that inadequate?
No, that couldn’t be right.
Would someone with no substance be as calm and posed as him?
After a long while, when Cruz raised his head again, the scorn that had played upon his face was pletely gone.
He gazed deeply at Ye Yinzhu and asked in a low voice, “Candidate, where do you e from?”
Ye Yinzhu replied indifferently, “The Arcadia Kingdom.”
Cruz continued to inquire, “Have you ever served in the military?”
Ye Yinzhu shook his head, “I have not.”
Seeming to breathe a sigh of relief, Cruz nodded to him and said, “Alright, your examination is finished.
You may leave now.
The results of the literary match will be announced before tomorrow’s bat petition.”
After a slight bow, Ye Yinzhu turned and walked towards the exit.
Watching Ye Yinzhu leave, Kleyena couldn’t help but feel anxious, “Uncle, was his paper really that poor?
Please don’t be angry with him.
That’s just the way he is; he always seems to not care about anything.”
A bitter smile crossed Cruz’s face, “He probably doesn’t care because he has absolute confidence in himself.
Such a young person, I have never met before.”
Kleyena was taken aback, “Uncle, what do you mean?
I know you’re not petty.
You haven’t gotten angry with him, have you?”
Now it was Cruz’s turn to be surprised, “Angry?
Why should I be angry?
While arrogance is not admirable, it depends on who is displaying it.
Some people genuinely have the capital to be proud.”
Kleyena said, “So you’re saying his paper wasn’t bad?
Then why didn’t you make any annotations on his exam script?”
Cruz let out a light sigh, but his eyes shone with extraordinary brightness, “I made no ments on his exam script because I simply couldn’t find anything to critique.”
Seeing Kleyena’s stunned expression, Cruz patted Ye Yinzhu’s exam script meaningfully and said, “I never believed in the perfect strategy until now.
Despite it only being a theoretical discussion, this young man’s talent in military matters is something I’ve rarely seen in my life.”
As he spoke, Cruz placed Kleyena’s exam paper next to Ye Yinzhu’s, “When I first looked at your paper, the text was lavish and the content was brilliant.
The overall structure was methodically organized and clear.
Various assumptions were sensible and the mand ingenious.
You are indeed a disciple I trained.
I thought that few in this literary rank would surpass you.
But when I read his paper, I found it unadorned without a single descriptive or flowery sentence, giving it a very plain feel.
Yet, upon close examination, it became clear that this person’s talent was sufficient to be considered a pillar of the state.
His language might be plain, but every sentence was to the point and the choice of words extremely concise, with no wasted words, and yet everything was explained very clearly.
Moreover, in his article, there was not a single hypothetical statement.
Everything was asserted with absolute certainty.
The thoughts were meticulous, leaving no stone unturned, like a divine tactician.
Whether in the mon or the extraordinary, the extraordinary supported the mon: in mon times, his strategies were vast enough to swallow mountains and rivers; in extraordinary times, his strategies were like a sharp sword, penetrating every defense.
I must admit, I am not his equal.”
Kleyena had only intended to try her best to fight for Ye Yinzhu, but she could never have expected that her uncle, Marshal Cruz of the Landias Empire, would have such high praise for Ye Su, placing him far above herself.
Cruz, noticing that their quiet conversation had attracted the attention of the candidates in the front row, coughed lightly, bringing Kleyena back to her senses, “You should go now.
I still want to review this candidate’s paper a few more times, and I will report to your father tonight.”
As Kleyena ran out of the examination hall, searching for Ye Yinzhu’s figure, the elegant, unassuming young man had already vanished.
Stomping her foot in frustration, Kleyena looked in the direction of the exit and muttered to herself, “You still have to participate in the magic petition tomorrow, and you need to e to get your finals token.
I will catch you then.” After saying this, a curious feeling arose in her heart.
If this person was truly a military genius, as her uncle had said, her father would certainly keep him in Landias.
She couldn’t believe that such a talent could e from such a gloomy place as Acadia.
She just wondered what level his magic was at.
Was he really just at the Initial Blue rank?
Even if that were so, with his age, he must be a genius, right?
(To be continued.
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