Inside the Imperial Academy.
Zeng Anmin had his eyes closed.
At that moment, within his sea of consciousness, the Golden Tablet had been completely overtaken by an eerie red light.
Even a faint crimson gleam had appeared on the Golden Abacus beside the Golden Tablet.
Clearly, over the past two days—
the eerie red light had advanced several steps further.
"Alas."
He sighed and slowly raised his head.
He looked toward the teachers standing in the distance.
At the moment, he was seated among the seats to the side.
Listening until he was drowsy with sleep.
The Imperial Academy was currently holding a rally to pledge their resolve.
They had to live up to their parents, live up to the grace of their teachers' instruction.
And so on, and so forth.
Since ancient times, it had always been the same tiresome things.
Zeng Anmin's head was starting to ache from listening.
Even when he had attended school in his previous life, he had never been this bored.
"Clerk Zeng, do you have anything to say?"
After one teacher finished speaking, satisfaction showed on his face.
He looked toward Zeng Anmin.
Zeng Anmin blanked for a moment.
"You're calling me?"
"Yes."
A brilliant smile rested on that teacher's face.
"The imperial examination is about to begin. As the clerk of our Imperial Academy, naturally you should say a few words to the students."
"Oh."
Zeng Anmin stretched lazily and slowly rose from his seat.
He walked to the front of the platform.
Before his eyes were students craning their necks in anticipation.
Every one of their faces was filled with earnest expectation.
Especially after he appeared.
The students practically exploded.
"County Duke Zeng!!"
"Zeng Sance!"
"Young Master Zeng!!"
"That's right, it's him! When His Majesty went thirty li outside the capital