In the blink of an eye, the time for the metropolitan examination had arrived.
The martial metropolitan examination was divided into two parts: Military Strategy and martial arts.
The former could not be observed. Like the civil examination, it was a closed examination.
The latter took place on the drill grounds and was not closed off. Even commoners could come watch.
It had originally been closed off, but later, the nobles in the palace found themselves short of silver.
Seeing that the martial arts examination had quite a bit of use, they opened it up.
At the same time, they set up Imperial Estate betting houses nearby, raking in money by the bowlful every time.
There was money now, but the atmosphere had worsened considerably, and all manner of cheating schemes sprang up one after another.
With interests at stake, the proctors also turned a blind eye.
Beyond these profits, even more interests were being divided among them.
The Children's Examination and Provincial Examination were local matters at least; at most, only the top few places would be reserved in advance.
But for the Metropolitan Examination now, everyone's rankings had already been decided before the examination even began.
As for how one won in martial arts? Simple—the Weapon Masters were certain to pass.
Since they all belonged to the major powers, ordinary people could only let themselves be kneaded and pinched as others pleased.
"Wait, what does this mean?" Bai Hanzhe stared darkly at the slip of paper in his hand.
Seeing Bai Hanzhe's expression, the proctor could not help but smile. "What, you didn't know?"
Written on the slip was: one hundred and eighth place in the Metropolitan Examination. It also listed the people he was to face in the martial arts examination.
Whom he had to lose to